Chapter 5 A Hundred Years Passed Quickly
It was midnight.
Hong Fugui entered the villa from the back door and happened to see Cui Heng sitting on a chair in front of him with his back to him.
He didn't dare to speak directly, but just knelt there and waited quietly.
After a long while.
Cui Heng shook his head gently and sighed: "Since you have figured it out, I will teach you some methods."
Hong Fugui was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Thank you, sir!"
Cui Heng stood up, walked forward with his hands behind his back, and said: "Come with me to the study."
He didn't want Hong Fugui to go that way.
But Hong Fugui was determined to insist.
So he used a stalk from Journey to the West.
If Hong Fugui couldn't understand the meaning, then don't mention the method of saving the world again.
If Hong Fugui could understand it, it would be God's will.
As for what to teach, he has already thought about it.
If you want to change the world and let ordinary people have enough food, that method is undoubtedly the best.
...
In the study.
"You have to understand that this is not an easy road."
Cui Heng said lightly with his back to Hong Fugui, "If you want everyone to have enough food, you must first ensure that everyone has land. So where does the land come from? This is the question you have to think about..."
He is now orally narrating some basic concepts to Hong Fugui to lay the foundation of thought first.
After breaking through to the seventh level of Qi Refining, not only did he become stronger in strength, but also in spirit.
His thinking became extremely clear, and his memory was even stronger. He could recall the contents of all the books he had read on Earth.
Of course, the theories taught to Hong Fugui cannot be copied completely.
After all, the background of the world is completely different.
It is necessary to make certain modifications based on facts.
Cui Heng planned to compile these revised theories into a booklet and give it to Hong Fugui for him to study slowly after he left here.
The name is "Datong Collection".
The world is in harmony!
Hong Fugui stood aside, listening to Cui Heng's oral theory, and his heart was already full of shock.
The ideas and insights contained in these theories were things he had never thought of, let alone heard of. It made him feel like the clouds were clearing away and the sun was shining, as if it was a ray of light that cut through the endless darkness!
It's amazing!
Mr. Cui is really amazing!
The shock he felt in his heart now was even greater than "knowing" that Cui Heng was a great being who controlled many worlds!
However, Hong Fugui was young, had limited knowledge, and had not read much. For him, there were still many difficult parts in the basic theories that Cui Heng talked about.
Therefore, he often scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, wanting to ask questions.
When he heard Cui Heng say that he would compile these theories into a booklet, Hong Fugui almost jumped for joy.
For the next five days, Cui Heng talked about this dragon-slaying technique.
At the same time, he was also compiling the "Datong Collection".
...
It was a sunny day.
Cui Heng prepared three gifts for Hong Fugui who was about to leave.
Anyone who accidentally falls into the novice space through the space cracks will be attracted by the force from the original world and will return in twelve days at most.
Therefore, today is the last day that Hong Fugui stays here.
Looking at the three gifts that Cui Heng placed in front of him, Hong Fugui couldn't help but feel a little dazed.
Time flies so fast.
In these twelve days, I accidentally entered this paradise, met the Immortal Lord, experienced a life that I never dared to think about before, and even got the long-awaited method of saving the world!
It was like a dream.
And now, this dream is about to wake up.
I will have to face the miserable doomsday scene outside again, and I must face it!
The world outside is waiting for me to change it!
"Thank you very much, sir!" Hong Fugui bowed respectfully.
"You can live well and die peacefully, thank me." Cui Heng waved his hand and pointed to three things on the table next to him, "Put these things away, they will be helpful."
The three things were "Datong Collection", a small bundle of seedlings, and a fine iron sword.
"Yes, sir." Hong Fugui carefully put away "Datong Collection", looked at the sweet potato seedlings, and asked in confusion: "Sir, what is this?" "
It is a sweet potato seedling. After planting, it can produce 10,000 kilograms of grain per mu." Cui Heng smiled. This is the improved version of the sweet potato seedlings of the Novice Farm, which will not rot before planting.
"One mu of land produces ten thousand catties of grain?!" Hong Fugui's eyes widened when he heard this, his face full of disbelief. If this hadn't come from Cui Heng, he wouldn't even dare to believe it.
How could there be such a yield of crops in the world!
This is definitely immortal grain!
"If you can really gain power, you can plant these seedlings, and then you will know." Cui Heng picked up the long sword again and said, "This is a self-defense item I gave you. There is some of my magic power in it, which can be used nine times."
Although the magic power contained in the sword is only at the seventh level of refining qi, it is of no use to high-level immortal cultivators, but Hong Fugui wants to change the dynasty, so he can only focus on the struggle of the mortal dynasty, and it is impossible to fight immortal cultivators head-on.
Therefore, this sword should be enough.
"Thank you very much..." Hong Fugui was extremely grateful to Cui Heng and wanted to bow to express his gratitude, but was stopped by Cui Heng with his magic power.
"The best thank you is to live to the end of your life." Cui Heng smiled.
"Yes, sir!" Hong Fugui nodded heavily.
...
After twelve days,
Cui Heng saw an extremely strong golden light shining on Hong Fugui's body, and he disappeared into this novice space with nothingness.
This is the power of the world's laws.
Cui Heng's current realm of cultivation is simply incomprehensible.
He stood there for a while, looked up at the sky, then looked at the novice hut not far away, and finally shook his head and chuckled.
"Another person."
...
Another twenty years passed.
Cui Heng's realm of cultivation broke through to the ninth level of Qi Refining.
Compared with those geniuses, this cultivation speed is simply outrageously slow.
In many immortal cultivation novels, he is not even qualified to be a cannon fodder slapped in the face by the protagonist.
However, Cui Heng is now accustomed to this state of cultivation and is no longer as impatient as he was at the beginning.
It is not bad to cultivate steadily and steadily, step by step.
Thirty years later, he successfully built the foundation of Taoism and stepped into the foundation-building realm step by step.
Another forty years later, he completed the initial stage of the foundation building realm and prepared to break through the middle stage of the foundation building realm.
Time flies, and it has been a hundred years since Cui Heng traveled through time.
It has been ninety years since Hong Fugui mistakenly entered this place.
On this day, Cui Heng came to the Novice Farm to harvest vegetables again.
When he got a piece of beef shank, he opened his mouth, which had not spoken a word for thirty years, and chuckled.
"Many years have passed, and I don't know if that kid has realized his ambitions, or if he has died of old age?"
At this moment, the sky, which had not changed for ninety years, suddenly rippled again.
(End of this chapter)