The Great Desolation: At the beginning of the game, the sacrificial interpretation of the teaching i

"let's start."

As soon as Wu Geng gave an order, the chef, a Qi practitioner, washed the fire dragon clean and scraped its scales, opened it to remove the dirt, and then threw it into the cauldron that had already boiled!

Generally speaking, merchants will offer cold offerings.

But what Wu Geng said in his early years made everyone from the courtiers down to the common people deeply think: Since we all like to eat hot food, why would the sage eat cold food?

So now, under the influence of Wu Geng, the sacrifices began to take place in various forms, turning into a gourmet competition!

The normal three animals and six animals have been placed.

Soon, the fire dragon was picked up from the boiling cauldron with aniseed ingredients, and the aroma of the meat was overflowing.

If it is an immortal, the essence of the body has been restrained with the flesh, and the fragrance wafting out also makes the people outside the temple very addicted, nourishing everyone invisibly.

"It's delicious."

Di Xin couldn't help swallowing.

As a human emperor, I have never eaten anything in the world, but this immortal is really the first time to cook.

"During the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, the sages of our human race also slaughtered and ate the creatures of the enemy chieftains. Among them, the emperor Shennong was the best at this way, and a little further away, in the period of the Lich, the two tribes regarded each other as a treasure. Either you eat me, or I eat you..."

Uncle Bigan is knowledgeable and talented, and when it comes to allusions, he just makes up his own hands.

"But when it comes to eating, our third prince must know it best!"

"Third Prince, what did the dragon say today? Boiling oil? Or grilling?"

Wu Geng smiled slightly: "Neither, today, it's nothing."

White cut? !

Since it was a sacrifice required by the system, Wu Geng didn't need to think about Nu Wa any more.

So he just put a piece of white-cut dragon meat of a good part on the table, and then everything was done.

【Ding! 】

[The host has successfully sacrificed in Nuwa Temple. Evaluation of this sacrifice: A. You can choose one of the following three rewards. 】

[Reward 1, [-] piece of Huang Zhongli. 】

[Reward [-], the otherworldly treasure Pluto Cannon. 】

[Reward [-], Embody the Rice Sage. 】

Huang Zhongli.

Legend has it that if a mortal eats one, he can be promoted to the Daluo Jinxian's fairy fruit.

But for those who are still low in morality, such an improvement will obviously shackle the future.

Generally, it is the people who are already big Luo Jinxians who don't have that problem when they eat it, and can achieve gains.

Pluto Cannon.

It seems to be a good thing, and it can be compared with the best Houtian Lingbao. If there is no third choice, Wu Geng should choose it.

But when he saw the third reward, Wu Geng's heart moved instantly.

"System, I choose three, to realize the rice sage!"

Obviously, the rice sage could not only bring a new kind of staple grain with a high yield per mu to the Shang Dynasty, but also use his wisdom to increase the production of more grain!

The most important thing is that this is not a method similar to that of the five ghosts carried by immortals, nor is it something that consumes luck and overdraws the future, but it actually increases the yield per mu and increases the income!

Food is the most important thing for the people, as long as the people of the country are provided with enough resources in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation, the chances of them rebelling will be infinitely reduced!

[Ding, the host chooses reward three, if the rice sage is successfully realized, a special reward will be triggered: Yin Shang Qi +9, additional bonus +1, current Qi is 39. 】

Qi bonus!

Wu Geng's eyes lit up, this is the real good thing!

Avenue fifty, Tianyan 49, so 49 is a big number!

As long as you accumulate enough big numbers, the fortunes of Yin and Shang can usher in a change.

As for the realized rice sage, it will appear among the people very soon. Wu Geng only needs to search for it according to the coordinates. Once there is a cutscene of visiting the virtuous, he will be able to invite him out of the mountain and make him shine.

Inside the Zixiao Palace.

"Ok?"

An old Taoist in white suddenly felt something, opened his eyes, and let out a cry of surprise.

strangeness.

How could the luck of Yin Shang, which had already fallen to the bottom, show signs of rebounding?

Opening the void in front of him, the old Taoist in white saw Di Xin and others who were offering sacrifices in Nuwa Temple.

"It turned out to be early."

Although even if he was the incarnation of the Dao of Heaven, Dao Zu Hongjun couldn't pinch everything so accurately.

But Di Xin's trip to the Nuwa Temple was too early, which made people feel that something was wrong at a glance.

But shouldn't it be to speed up the demise of Yin Shang?

How could there be signs of returning to life instead?

This made Hongjun very puzzled.

The west.

Zhunti Hierarch noticed the strangeness one step too late, and hurriedly traveled from Mount Sumeru to the outside of Chaoge City in a hurry.

Fortunately, I was in a hurry. Although I was habitually late, I did not miss a major event.

He raised his hand a little, and a gust of evil wind suddenly blew up in the Nuwa Temple, blowing off the curtain behind the desk, revealing the beautiful, auspicious color, national beauty and natural beauty of the Nuwa Goddess. Elephant.

At the same time, when Di Xin was blown by the evil wind, he felt a trance in front of his eyes, and he was instantly fascinated.

It seems to see a beautiful woman come alive from the statue, singing and dancing charmingly, which makes people's hearts rippling and their mouths dry.

"The third prince can't do it!!!"

However, just when Di Xin was about to give birth to Lao Tzu as the Emperor of Heaven, who had nothing to do with the world, but failed to play with such a woman's mind, the ministers present at the sacrifice suddenly screamed out.

The sober Di Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then looked in front of him, where was there any swaying beauty, but...

"Wu Geng, what are you doing?!"

Di Xin was also surprised, it turned out that at some point, Wu Geng actually picked up the pen and went behind the statue of the Nuwa Empress, and started to write in a hurry!

The ministers turned pale with shock, and when they woke up and wanted to stop it, Wu Geng had basically finished writing, and the only thing that hadn't been signed yet.

So while the ministers were tugging at him, he was struggling to get his name down like a signing maniac.

"Don't pull me, I can still write, I can still write!!!"

Di Xin: "..."

Sure enough, he had to find a woman for him earlier, it was obvious that Xiaolong opened his eyes and was thinking of moving.

5. You were only three years old that year, so you miss Su Daji? ? ? (Ask for flowers! Ask for a monthly ticket! Ask for an evaluation ticket!)

The Zhunti leader didn't dare to stay in the sky above the Nuwa Temple for a long time, because he was also afraid that the Nuwa Empress would find out that this was his own scheme.

So after that gust of evil wind blew, he left, and of course he didn't know what happened afterwards.

Now the Nuwa Temple is in chaos. No one thought that the always prudent third prince would desecrate the statue of the Virgin Mary and write poems on her clean back!

This is a taboo!

It is even possible to anger the Holy Mother and bring down disasters.

Besides, look at what the prince is asking behind his back!

"I am the wind and you are the sand..."

"Twinkling around the end of the world..."

Listening to Uncle Bigan recite the above poem word by word, all the officials present were suffocated.

"Good poetry, huh, good poetry!"

Bigan stroked his beard and smiled, children, it doesn't matter whether you write well or not, what matters is that you dare to write, dare to be in...

Wocao, I almost forgot that this is a poem written behind Empress Nuwa's back!

Crash!

The officials who reacted hurriedly found clean water to wash.

"I see who dares!"

Wu Geng yelled, and hugged Nuwa's statue tightly, but refused to wipe it for them.

Uncle Bigan: "Third Prince, stop making trouble, I will choose a concubine for you when I get back."

Senior doctor Mei Bo: "Yes, yes, the king has already issued an order to let the princes of various towns select beauties for you, the third prince, so don't worry, it will be fine in a while."

Prime Minister Shang Rong: "Yes, yes, the third prince, all the most beautiful people in the world will recommend themselves as pillows, so why should the third prince hold on to a god statue?"

Huang Feihu, King Wucheng of Zhen Guo: "Come on, third prince, let go, let's go back and play for real."

Wu Geng: "..."

What pageant?

What is the beauty of the world?

I do not know how? !

OK, you old guys, have you ever asked my opinion and considered my feelings when doing something like this!

So frustrating!

He is still just a child!

Wu Geng asked: "Is Su Daji among these beauties?"

What? !

The officials were taken aback, what Su Daji?

Wu Geng snorted and said: "Without Su Daji, I dare to say that the world is beautiful, are you insulting this prince!"

"No no no!"

Bigan hurriedly said: "Let's not talk about Su Daji, as long as you need the third prince, you can have any chicken."

Wu Geng nodded, it was almost the same: "Then, just wipe it off."

It doesn't matter, the charm can't be wiped away if the ink can be wiped off, and since the verse has been left behind, it can't be wiped away anyway.

"The scenery of the Fengluan treasure tent is very special, full of gilt and delicate makeup, the songs and songs of the distant mountains are flying emerald, and the dancing sleeves reflect the clouds..."

"Pear blossoms bring rain to compete for beauty, and peony cages make up with smoke, but they are enchanting and able to act. Take back Changle to serve the king!"

Ha ha.

Bi Gan, who was helping to wipe off the ink stains, his eyes lit up, and he immediately turned around and praised: "The third prince's song is very——a piece of shit!!!"

The officials looked back and were about to faint.

It turned out that Wu Geng ran to the white wall next to him to inscribe a song in this short period of time!

And it's much more naked than the one behind the statue!

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, momentarily fatigued.

Forget it.

Now that I think about it, the third prince is only eight years old.

What does he know.

This must have been taught by the king.

So the resentful gazes of the ministers immediately came to the man who was standing with his hands behind his back, patronizing the man who was watching the fun by the side.