Li Shimin looked at Fang Xuanling and took it in confusion, and then patiently studied it, which was a record of the strange events in ancient times.

"Since the human race was founded by Nuwa and was protected by the Holy Lord, hundreds of wilderness races have competed for the fierce competition and demon witches have stood out and become a powerful race among the hundreds of races. After thousands of hardships, they have achieved the throne of the human emperor, and are the protagonists of heaven and earth. However, they did not expect that King Zhou of Shang was greedy, disrespectful and smashed the statue of the Holy Lord, and used the Holy Lord to cut off the protection of the Holy Lord, and was in a panic and peaceful way. After thousands of years, where is the land of the human race..."

What I have always recorded are the strange things of ancient and modern times, especially the first paragraph, which made Li Shimin very puzzled. What does this mean? Why did Xuanling ask him to study this paragraph, especially the latter paragraph: "The stars are changing, the sun and the moon are changing, I don't know where the home is..."

"Xuanling, what does this mean? I know. I don't like these legends very much. Although it may be true, it is too far away to prove it at all. If you want to say something, even if you say it, will this Your Highness make things difficult for you?" Li Shimin was a little impatient.

"Your Highness, look here, do you say that the human race is protected by the Holy Lord? Why did the Five Tigers lament after King Zhou of Shang? If the subordinates guessed correctly, they should know that this place was not the original gathering place of the human race. If they lost the Holy Lord's protection, they didn't know where to go, so they wrote down these contents and sorted out a lot of information to get this content."

"Oh, so, the human race was originally protected by the Holy Lord. Because of King Zhou of Shang's tyrannical greed, he disrespects the Holy Lord and smashes the statues, so that the Holy Lord will not protect the human race. Will the human race die on its own?" Li Shimin said, and his heart became heavy.

"It should be so, but the Holy Lord finally gave some human race a place of peace, that is, the current world, so that the race can survive and history can also be preserved. However, compared with the ancient books, there were hundreds of millions of human races, the number of people now is far from comparable to that of the current record. It can be seen that the human race was strong at the time, which was far from comparable to what is now."

"Well, that's true. This is the truth. But where the Holy Lord went, it seems that he has never been recorded." Li Shimin said curiously. Who is this character? Why has it disappeared since then?

"I don't know, but I have an idea, but I'm not sure." Fang Xuanling also found information after meeting with Chen Xuan, and felt it unconsciously. When this idea came out, it was like creating the world, shocking him all day long. If his wife hadn't shouted, she would have to believe it, otherwise who could dominate the life and death of the human race?

I am afraid that there is only him besides the way of heaven. No, it should be said that without his permission, even the way of heaven will not dare to do anything. This world was created to protect the life of the human race and give them a chance to control themselves. As for whether they can grasp it, it depends only on their personal abilities. Even if their lifespan is limited, it is good to control their own lives during this period.

"Xuanling, tell me, let me listen, what is the guess?" Li Shimin was curious.

After hearing this, Fang Xuanling looked around and tried it, then whispered: "The Taoist priest I just met is the Holy Lord."

"No way." Li Shimin jumped up in fear when he heard this, with an extremely surprised expression, obviously not believing it.

"Your Highness, whether you believe it or not, this is just my guess. Maybe some things cannot be explained clearly to you, because I can't say it. This matter is too big. If it weren't for my guess, I wouldn't be able to say it now. I should understand what I mean." Fang Xuanling said with a wry smile. The meaning was very obvious, and some things could not be said or said.

Li Shimin tried hard to calm down, then slowly sat down and asked calmly: "How sure are you sure?"

"Although I dare not be absolutely sure, from the previous conversation, there were no tens and no points, but this matter must not be said. There is no such thing in these ancient books. It is not that they are unwilling to write it, but that if they write it, it will disappear in various accidents. You have also read that this is just some broken books, some key things are gone, and they cannot find it, which is also the most helpless thing."

Looking at Fang Xuanling's expression, Li Shimin knew that this was probably the case, why did he do this?

"Your Highness, this is not something we can intervene. If he is really the Holy Lord, he has his own ideas. From the beginning to the present, he is obviously watching the development of the human race, and he is still thinking about it in his heart. It is not easy to interfere clearly. Everything depends on the ability of the human race to fight against all kinds of disasters. Just like monks have three disasters and nine difficulties, disasters in heaven and earth are also enemies of the human race."

"You are right. This is God's test. Once a disaster is brought down, a dynasty will often be destroyed. People are in panic. But it will naturally be a change of dynasty. There are many such things, and many dynasties are like this. Coupled with the greed of human nature, the disaster will be even worse. How can the dynasty not be destroyed? It seems that this is the greatest helplessness of the Holy Lord, so he is unwilling to interfere."

"Maybe, but your highness, we are mortals after all, and our lifespan is limited. Even if we do it now, future generations may not necessarily be."

Li Shimin listened to Fang Xuanling's words and shook his figure, then he became firm and said, "Let's go, let's go back."

Chen Xuan was not staying in Chang'an City. At the same time, he felt Fang Xuanling's suspicion and couldn't help but smile. People are just a collection of seven emotions and six desires. It's too difficult to get rid of them. Even if he is the Holy Lord, he had already given instructions before the disaster, but he still didn't listen. What's more, now, the origin and destiny of fate. Now, only those who are destined are destined.

He shook his head and went south. At least now, under the Qing Dynasty of the Tang Army, this land has been peaceful and the people can live and work in peace and live their own lives. However, refugees are still coming, making many places worry about not being able to bear it. After all, in this era, the grain produced is limited after all, and knowledge is also limited.

As soon as I walked to a small village, I could see many refugees crowded there. Even if the villagers tried their best, it would be useless. It was heartbreaking. The people were so innocent that they had to endure this disaster.

"Where is the Taoist priest?" A villager said respectfully when he saw him walking slowly.

"You are destined to come. I am so kind to do good deeds, so I wish you a hand to overcome this difficulty." Chen Xuan didn't say much, walked directly to the field, stretched out his hand, and suddenly the drizzle fell. Then, in the eyes of everyone, the grains grew rapidly, and the field was filled with food, which made everyone kneel down and bow: "God, thank you for saving your life."

"Get up, get up." Chen Xuan waved again, pulled them up, and then said: "It's just that I did my best. I have no contribution. Let's go and put away the grain first. I believe this year should be able to pass."

Everyone was extremely happy. While someone went to pack the grain, he said excitedly: "If it weren't for the Taoist priest's immortal skills, we would not have the chance to survive. We are willing to build a temple for the Taoist priest to serve the Taoist priest. I hope the Taoist priest will never refuse."

Chen Xuan just smiled and said nothing more. Then he watched the grains be packed, but saw that they were about to burn straw and other things, and immediately stopped them: "These are good things to keep warm, and they should not be wasted. Besides, they can't increase their fertility at once. I have a way to tell you, but I don't want to listen."

Everyone was overjoyed when they heard this. The Taoist priest was a god, so why could he talk nonsense? He naturally listened.

Then, according to Chen Xuan's method, he sprinkled the animal's feces between the fields, then reclaimed the land to maintain sufficient nutrients. At the same time, in order to prevent insect disasters, he gave him another preventive prescription, which was diluted in water and then sprinkled between the fields again. Although he didn't know why, he still did it according to the Taoist priest's instructions, meticulously so that he could feel at ease.

In this way, the harmful parts of livestock manure can be eliminated and these harms can be made into nutrients for the earth. If the fertility of the field can be maintained over and over again, then it is a very critical step to continue to maintain a good yield momentum.

Everyone was busy, but they didn't let him help. According to what they said, they had already helped so much, so they could do these rough work, otherwise they would always enjoy the success of things. This would be bad for everyone, and they would not let their descendants know that they would remember this day, so they could only let them go, but it was still possible to give them guidance, so they could arrange things.

When it was almost done, everyone felt relieved. Looking at the changed fields, there was more hope for next year.

"Thank you, Master. If the Taoist priest hadn't come, we would not only starve to death, but more people would die soon. Thank you Master."

"You are kind, you're kind. I said it's fate, so it's natural. Now everyone is confused. Finally, it's disinfected. In this way, everyone can be kept clean so that they can avoid getting sick and work, right? Otherwise, once they get sick, the work of the field will be taken down. How can they raise others? So cleaning is necessary, do as you said before."

None of the villagers opposed it, and it makes sense. After all, if you are sick, it will not only harm your family. Not only will you lose money, but you may also sell your children. You will definitely not want to see this, so you will go clean and hygienic immediately. Even if you are on the village road, you will use lime powder to disinfect it. Naturally, the home must be disinfected. Although the smell is a little bad, it will be fine after a while.
Chapter completed!