Lord of the Great Tribulation

Chapter 210 Midas touch into gold (seeking monthly ticket)

Outside Zhengyang Mansion.

Fang Xian dressed up as a Taoist and walked along the road.

The chaos in Dazheng County had a great impact.

At least there is more tension in this prefecture.

"I don't know if the magistrate has the determination to let the government soldiers enter the mountain to encircle and suppress, otherwise the state will have to help... If you still can't take it off, then the magistrate's black hat will not be guaranteed, and maybe he will be charged..."

"But Bailiang Mountain is vast, and it is easy for the government to defeat Wang Shun. If the opponent wants to escape, it will be much more troublesome..."

Thinking silently, Fang Xian saw a pair of grandparents and grandchildren pushing a cart next to him, with frowning faces, he couldn't help but move forward, and said: "This old man, I am a Taoist from Youfang. The sun is shining and I am thirsty. May I ask for a bowl of water?"

The old man didn't dare to be careless when he saw Taoist Fang Xian dressed up. Hearing that he was just begging for water, he quickly smiled and said: "Yes, yes..."

He took a broken bowl and wiped it, took water and presented it to Fang Xian.

Fang Xian took a sip and asked, "Why is the old man so sad?"

"Hey... I'm not worried. The masters are going to collect summer grain, and the eldest and second son of the family has been arrested again. Now the family has run out of food, but how can we survive until the autumn harvest..."

The old man sat resting on a bluestone next to him, and started talking: "There is also the reform of this dynasty, this time there is no need to pay grain, only money... But the three major grain merchants in the city are used to buying low and selling high, sucking our blood !"

After hearing this, Fang Xian asked a few more questions, only to realize that because of the dim government in the previous and late dynasties, the so-called "kicking the dendrobium dripping tip" was more like a clear rule, and the people couldn't bear the hardship, and they made chaos one after another.

Later, Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty conquered the world. In view of this, he implemented tax reforms and replaced the original physical taxes with money.

In this way, all kinds of taxes can be clearly measured by paying money by the mu, which seems to be excellent.

However, the price of rice fluctuated quite a lot. In addition, the grain merchants hoarded it and earned a low price at ordinary times, and then sold it at a high price when there was a shortage of grain. The common people were miserable.

However, it is still a peaceful and prosperous time after all. The old man used to rely on his two sons at home and gritted his teeth to open up a few more acres of wasteland, so that he could live a comfortable life.

It's just that there were rebels in Dazheng County somehow, and the people in the mansion were terrified, and recruited strong men one after another to repair the city walls and assist in city defense.

As a result, both the eldest son and the second son had to serve in the military, and there was only one family left, but they were really helpless.

"I see……"

Fang Xian nodded and sighed: "Since I drank a bowl of water from you, I will repay you."

Immediately looked at the child next to him: "Tong'er, go get some stones."

The boy looked at him ignorantly, and suddenly smiled, showing some empty front teeth, and went to pick up some small stones.

Fang Xian didn't take it seriously, took out a small tripod from his bosom, opened the furnace directly by the roadside, and threw a few stones into it.

"Daoist, are you going to...refine alchemy?"

The old man couldn't help asking.

"No, it's alchemy!"

Fang Xian laughed and slapped the top of the small stove.

Snapped!
The cauldron cover was opened, only to see that the original few stones had turned into bright gold!

This precious metal has had a soul-stirring magic power since ancient times.

The old man's eyes straightened.

"Give!"

Fang Xian threw him a gold nugget.

The old man looked around, bit his teeth in disbelief, and looked at the row of teeth marks on it, his body began to tremble: "It's true! It's real gold! Is the Taoist priest an immortal? There is such a thing as a stone that turns stone into gold!" technique?"

"This little Doyle!"

Fang Xian replied with a smile.

In fact, it's all a 'invisible phantom' trick that's just too real.

Ordinary methods of obscuring the eyes are only aimed at the eye consciousness, so it will be broken once you try it.

And his alchemy is aimed at the six consciousnesses of the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and consciousness. Your eyes are deceiving you, your ears are deceiving you, your sense of touch is deceiving you, and in the end, even your consciousness is deceiving you. You... in other words, the whole world is lying to you!Once this happens, the six senses will perish, and unless the extraordinaryness of the seventh sense is awakened, it will be impossible to see through the truth.

"This bowl of water, let's use the gold to pay off the debt. After you take the gold, go to the city and buy a lot of food from the three big merchants. Of course... you have to use it to pay taxes, or pay someone to serve on your behalf and redeem it. Son, you can do whatever you want."

Fang Xian handed a furnace of gold to the old man and said with a smile.

"This... is just a bowl of water, the little old man dare not accept it."

The old man struggled a bit, ignored the child's tugging, and returned the gold.

"Oh? Are you afraid of trouble afterwards? Also..."

Fang Xian nodded: "However, Pindao intends to open a furnace in the nearby Qingquan Mountain to refine gold, and use the method of water refining to refine a river of golden sand... I also ask the old man to inform people from all over the world to come and use it! Secretly remember to inform, take the gold, and replace it with food and cloth as soon as possible..."

No matter how true it is, the fake is still fake.

Once the alchemy attached to it dissipates, flaws will be exposed, so it is natural to spend this kind of gold early.

"Thank you, Daoist, for letting me know. My little old man is going to inform the poor households in the ten miles and eight towns!"

The old man bowed again and again, but this time he accepted the gold with peace of mind.

The old man is cunning. Before, he was afraid of being settled by his wife. Now, even if something happens in the future, he will not be blamed.

……

"I think so too, playing in the world, punishing evil businessmen who dominate the market?"

Fang Xian came to Qingquan Mountain.

The mountain is not high, but a small stream runs from the top of the mountain, surrounded by jade belts, but it also has a bit of scenery.

Fang Xian came to the peak and threw the small cauldron in his hand.

The cauldron suddenly became extremely huge, as high as three zhang, as if standing upright.

Actually, it's all fake.

The art of invisible phantom, in the hands of ordinary alchemists, can at most change their appearance, but in the hands of Fang Xian, it can be transformed into countless illusions, almost confusing the real.

"Suddenly I heard that the long drought meets the rain, to save the suffering and to refine the golden sand..."

Fang Xian laughed and slapped the stove.

A golden ray of light merged into the source of the spring water, dotted with dots, and continued to spread far away.

Fang Xian sat cross-legged on the peak, waiting quietly.

Not long after, the old man came over with a group of fellow countrymen: "I tell you, that is a real immortal. I have seen all the gold, and you still don't believe me?"

It was dusk at this time, a group of villagers came to the edge of the spring, and they couldn't help being stunned when they saw a lot of golden sand inside.

An old farmer immediately jumped into the water, grabbed a handful of sand, his eyes were dull.

At this moment, wild flowers fell from the sky, and golden lotuses gushed from the ground.

In the vision of heaven and earth, a voice came slowly:

"The golden sand here, you can take it yourself, don't fight for weapons!"

"After taking it, immediately buy grain in the city without delay!"

"When you get rich, you must bless your hometown, otherwise there will be unexpected disasters!"

……

"This is Immortal Tianyin!"

Many villagers knelt down: "I will not dare to disobey."

The villagers are cunning, understand the truth, and have made up their minds to spend the golden sand when they go back.

And with so much gold, there is no need to fight for it, everyone can get rich!

(End of this chapter)