The frenzied aura swept across Su E's eyebrows, causing her clothes to fly, and her black hair to splash like a waterfall. And because the sweet-scented osmanthus blooms in the field, dancing up and down like thousands of butterflies, it makes her look more like a fairy than a god.
And those big native monks who chased over the mountain knelt in mid-air and kowtowed to Su Emei as if they had really seen the gods. Their movements are funny, with their hands raised high, their mouths open and their mouths croaking like frogs.
But even a guy like Liu Xiaohei, who has no roots in his brain, can feel the fanaticism and piety in the eyes of those natives at this moment. This kind of emotion cannot be faked, and there is no need to fake it.
This made Chu Nanhuai and the others stunned on the spot. Monk Zhang Er was puzzled for a while, and had no idea how this scene happened before them.
"Master, how could they worship Senior Sister as a god?" Liu Xiaohei scratched his head with a puzzled expression on his face, "Even if I don't understand what they are saying, I can still see that they are expressing their surrender and worship to Senior Sister."
Of course Chu Nanhuai couldn't answer Liu Xiaohei, but this didn't prevent him from pretending to be profound, and raised his chin and said, "Your senior sister is a god, what's wrong with being worshiped?"
The Tang monks were all shocked. After looking at each other in blank dismay, they tacitly stopped their desperate movements, wanting to see if things really turned around.
The one who was most shocked was of course Su Emei herself. She rushed over and was about to die with these people, but she didn't expect that when they saw her, Qiqi's expressions suddenly changed, and then without any warning or hesitation, they all fell down in midair.
At that time, Su Emei thought that they were launching some strange spell. If she hadn't felt the danger, and hadn't noticed the wave of spiritual energy coming, the sword in her hand would have been cut down.
Soon, Su Emei discovered the clue through the eyes of these natives.
These facial features are very different from those of the native monks of the Tang Dynasty. When looking at her, the focus of her eyes is on her eyebrows. That kind of fanaticism, worship and fear is like seeing the belief they have pursued all their lives, but they dare not look directly at it.
In Xianting, most of the immortals looked like this when they faced the emperor. It's just that the immortals don't specifically worship the eyebrows of the Immortal Emperor, but worship his whole person.
Su Emei knew what was between her eyebrows. Transforming into the state of Fairy Guanghan during the battle, a flame-like flower will emerge between her eyebrows, golden like the sun. That is the core for her to maintain her fairy state, not the sea of qi is better than the sea of qi.
There, there is a trace of fairy power that she can mobilize.
The power of the fairy garden, of course, is the power of the fairy.
"Could it be that these people have felt the power of immortality from the center of my eyebrows, so they worship me?" Su Emei thought to herself.
At this moment, she suddenly remembered that when she was chatting with Li Ye, the other party inadvertently mentioned to him that in the land under her feet, there lived a legendary race whose ancestors had the ability to communicate with gods.
Legend has it that the means by which their ancestors communicated with the gods was the third eye on the man's brow.
Li Ye called this kind of people the Mayans.
When Li Ye said this, he was still in Pinglu, and Su Emei listened to it as a joke. Because it seemed really funny to her. The ability to communicate with the gods is not surprising. The five great gates of the Tang Dynasty in the past all had this method, and she herself was the reincarnation of an immortal.
There is no mystery to her about gods, and being able to communicate with gods is not enough to surprise her.
As for the third eye on the man's forehead... Could it be that they are all descendants of Yang Jian? It's okay to open your eyes
However, in this situation, when Su Emei thought of Li Ye's words, she couldn't help feeling suspicious. Subconsciously, she changed the shape of Meixin Hanako, simulating a vertical human eye.
This is just a change in appearance to make it look more like eyes, but in essence it is still just a decoration similar to Hanako. During this process, Su E's eyebrows moved, causing Huazi to release more power of fairy garden.
This caused her some pain. She is only a mortal now, and it is very rare to be able to borrow a little bit of fairy power to increase her combat power. To show more fairy power will only make her body unable to bear it.
Yet the effect is significant.
Those aborigines exploded in an instant, their bowing movements became more rapid, their shouts became more fervent, and the way they looked at her made her shudder, as if they were all willing to sacrifice themselves for her.
The first few aborigines with Yangshen Realm Realm strength were not as resolute as the others in kneeling at first, but now they became the most pious group of people, and they almost wanted to crawl over and kiss her toes.
Su E's eyebrows were secretly happy, knowing that maybe they really didn't need to fight to the death, and they didn't need to be buried in a foreign country.
But at the same time she frowned secretly. This state is destined not to last for too long. If she can't respond to them, I'm afraid these natives will still be suspicious.
After all, she is just a Taoist fairy, not these indigenous gods.
"Teacher, talk to them quickly. It's not a problem to keep standing like this, or your identity will be revealed!" Chu Nanhuai came to Su Emei's side and reminded her with the method of sound transmission.
Chu Nanhuai also noticed that these natives should regard Su Emei as their god. This made him feel very strange, the gods of the Taoist sect would be worshiped like this even tens of thousands of miles away
When Su Emei responded to Chu Nanhuai, she was also a little anxious: "I don't understand their language at all, how can I respond to them? I don't know their language either, is it nonsense? I'm afraid it will be faster to reveal my secret!"
Chu Nanhuai thought for a while, but he still couldn't figure it out, which made him almost scratch his head in anxiety.
The turning point has obviously appeared. If you deal with it well, and play the role of these indigenous gods for a while, let alone their lives are no longer in danger, maybe potatoes can be easily obtained, and you can successfully complete the task of this trip and go back. But the turning point is right in front of them, but they have no way to get in, which makes people really uncomfortable.
Chu Nanhuai had no choice but to look up at the sky with his hands behind his back, maintain his tall image as a "god", and at the same time transmit sound transmissions to the monks in a hurry, brainstorming, and let them quickly think of a way out.
All the monks were chattering, what to maintain the demeanor of the gods, go directly to the city without saying a word, what to make some visions of wind, rain, thunder and lightning come out to frighten them, let them offer sacrificial treasures, what to kill them when they are not prepared... ... There were many, but none of them satisfied Chu Nanhuai.
Seeing the passage of time, these natives have stopped prostrating one after another, looking at Su Emei quietly and eagerly, waiting for her to respond to their worship and prayers, and the crowd can hardly bear to strike first.
At this time, Li Wenwen suddenly said: "Senior sister, draw them a picture! Draw a picture of our Great Tang Chang'an, draw a picture of the fairyland, as long as you are a great monk, you want to become a fairy, this will definitely appease them!"
Su Emei thought about it, and thought it made sense. She could try it, so she stretched out her hand and stroked it in front of her face, using her spiritual energy to condense a picture scroll. Then he used the sword as a pen, and with a few strokes, he outlined the grand scene of the fairy garden on it.
When she was painting, Chu Nanhuai, Liu Xiaohei, Li Wenwen and the others all put on an air of arrogance that we all belong to, but in fact, they all paid attention to the reactions of the indigenous monks nervously, and were prepared to immediately Ready to run.
Before Su Emei finished drawing, these natives began to take a deep breath one by one. The enthusiasm in their eyes made their eyes scarlet. Some monks couldn't help but want to pounce on them, as if they wanted to embrace the grand scene of the fairyland, and were killed by the companions next to them. hold on.
When Su Emei finished drawing a giant picture scroll with a length of seven feet, these native monks almost went crazy. All of them were dancing, shouting, or kowtowing to the picture scroll while muttering non-stop. Some people hugged each other and cried, and the crying was extremely tragic.
It's like a group of poor people who were abandoned by God, suffered countless sufferings, and thought they were going to hell, but suddenly saw that hope was in front of them, that the race continued, and that it was possible to ascend to the kingdom of God.
Such a strong reaction from the native monks made Su Emei and the others heave a sigh of relief.
Of course, more are still puzzled.
They don't understand why these people have such violent reactions and emotions.
Chu Nanhuai suddenly remembered what Li Ye had said when he had a long talk with him all night before leaving. Because Chu Nanhuai thought these words were not very important at the beginning, he didn't pay much attention to them, but now it seems that they fit the reality in front of him very well.
Li Ye once said that the Maya once had a brilliant civilization, but during this period, due to unknown reasons, it was declining rapidly, with barren cities and no human population.
Chu Nanhuai had no intention of interacting with the aborigines before, nor did he think that the decline of the other party's civilization would have anything to do with him. But now, combined with the scene in front of him, Chu Nanhuai's thoughts came alive.
"Could it be that these natives are really a group of people who were abandoned by their gods?" Chu Nanhuai couldn't help but have such a question in his heart.
In the world of monks, there are no gods in the fairyland, and it is impossible for this group not to perish in the mortal world. Whether it is an invasion by foreign enemies or an internal collapse, it will happen within a very short period of time.
Chu Nanhuai didn't have time to think about the extra questions. He felt that the biggest possibility in front of him was that the Maya people Li Ye talked about might indeed have been abandoned by their gods, or their gods had perished.
First of all, their cultivation has not been affected since they stepped into this land. After entering the territory of Hexi Moon God Sect and Shimen before, the situation that the cultivation level was suppressed did not appear at all.
This shows that this is a world without the blessing of immortal power.
Secondly, these indigenous monks, as soon as they sensed the immortal power from Su Emei—perhaps they also saw the beauty of her eyebrows, they immediately bowed down regardless of the possibility that they were invaders or enemies. Crescent, mistaken for their gods.
But the reason for this kind of misunderstanding can also be shown from the side, they have indeed not seen their gods for a long, long time, and even have no news of their gods.
In this case, their actions will be so straightforward when there is an existence that conforms to their perception of immortals. Of course, it is also possible that Chu Nanhuai and others did not kill the previous batch of indigenous monks, but just tied them up. It gave these later natives confidence and made them mistakenly think that this is the kindness and benevolence of the gods.
In any case, such an opportunity must be seized.
"Master, what should we do now?" Su Emei's voice came.
Chu Nanhuai pondered for a while, and said firmly: "Since you have outlined the picture of the fairyland and let them see our 'identity', then as gods, we should accept their tribute next, and they must also contribute own piety.
"Hurry up and draw the sacrificial scene, don't draw the sacrificial objects of our Tang Dynasty, just show the potatoes and corn that Li Ye wants."
Su Emei nodded in understanding, and swung the sword again. According to Chu Nanhuai's instructions, she sketched the scenes of mortals worshiping and offering sacrifices to the immortals. Above the center were some huge potatoes and corn.
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Although she had never seen potatoes and corn, since Li Ye asked them to look for them, she naturally drew them. Su Emei just followed suit, so she didn't worry about drawing mistakes.
The sacrificial scenes are similar, as long as a group of people kneel down and worship. As for what they kneel down, it can be visualized, for example, the grand scene of the fairyland.
It's just that above the crowd and under the fairyland, the large batch of exaggerated potatoes and corn still shocked the native monks.
Because of the exaggeration, these indigenous monks immediately understood what Su Emei and the others meant. The leading monk stood up, saluted respectfully, talked a lot, and then put on a greeting gesture.
Chu Nanhuai, Su Emei and the others looked at each other. Although they still couldn't understand what the other party was saying, they still swaggered past them and flew towards the city on the other side of the mountain under the leadership of Liu Xiaohei.
As for the monks who were tied up earlier, they were naturally still escorted. As sinners who offended the gods, the aborigines had to pay enough tribute to save the lives of these people.
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At this time, Li Ye who was in Chang'an, even if he broke his head, would never have imagined that Su Emei and the others would be enshrined by the Mayans as gods descending from the mortal world, and they even took out mountains of potatoes as tribute.
When Liu Xiaohei, Li Wenwen and some monks rushed back to Chang'an with potato seeds, the coldest season had passed, and Datang was about to usher in another spring.
"Your Highness, this is the potato we found!"
In the courtyard of the Wangfu, Liu Xiaohei and the others poured out the potatoes in the storage bag and piled them on the ground to form a hill. The storage bag has limited space, but it is still bigger than a sack. The potatoes in more than a dozen storage bags can indeed be piled up into a hill.
Looking at the familiar Tudou in front of him, Li Ye felt like a dream, and he was stunned for a long time in public.
Then, under the amazed eyes of everyone, Li Ye walked up to Xiaoshan, picked up a fist-sized potato, wiped the dirt with his sleeve, took a bite out of it, and chewed carefully with his eyes closed.
"Your Highness, this food cannot be eaten raw..." Li Wenwen reminded nervously.
They had already eaten this food, and they brought it back after confirming that there was no problem. Naturally, they also knew how to eat potatoes.
Li Ye seemed to have not heard Li Wenwen's words, he chewed very intoxicated, and was so touched that he wanted to cry. I miss it so much, it's just this taste, I will never forget it in my life.
As a time traveler, he was not used to eating without potatoes. Looking at the hill of potatoes in front of him, Li Ye spat out the potato dregs in his mouth, and couldn't help showing a spineless smile. Roast beef with potatoes, dry fried shredded potatoes, kang potatoes, potato rice...
"Put them all away!" Li Ye waved his hand, deciding not to look at these yellow-orange guys, otherwise he might not be able to restrain his desire to eat them.
These are all seeds, which are to be planted to inspire and win people's hearts. If you eat one, you will lose a piece of luck for the people, so it's better to bear it.
A wise man will not do it because of a small loss. After two or three years, you can eat as much as you want.
Li Ye had carefully recalled the time for planting potatoes. When I was young, when I planted potatoes at home, it seemed to be around the time of winter vacation
My home is in the south of the Yangtze River, although it is on the south bank of the Yangtze River, and the Yangtze River flows in front of my house, but I seem embarrassed to call myself Jiangnan... Regardless of how many, I heard that in the north, it can be planted in February and August... . .. The vitality of this thing is actually very tenacious, as long as the temperature is right, there should be no major problems.
If you can produce fifty shi of grain per mu, can your vitality be tenacious
These thousands of catties of potatoes can turn into tens of thousands of catties at harvest time, so it should be easy to allocate the planting locations. One acre must be planted outside Chang'an City, how many catties of seeds are needed for one acre? Should there be more than three hundred states in the Tang Dynasty, and each state should plant an acre
When sowing and harvesting, let state officials organize people to watch on the spot, ask those landlords and squires to take care of them personally on weekdays, and let them go down to the ground to dig a few nests when harvesting, so no one will suspect that it is a trick.
Then cook it on the spot and eat it, so that the people can really feel the feeling of fullness, this should be done, right
In this way, it will be spread from one to another, and after the potato harvest this autumn, the people everywhere should not doubt that they will be able to eat their stomachs in the coming year, right? The potatoes harvested in autumn can be distributed to the people as seeds for free. After two or three years, no one will be hungry, right
Let's publicize how hard it is to find potatoes, how can the people in the world return to their hearts
Well, potatoes are not enough, there must be corn.
"Have you found the corn?" Li Ye recovered from the beautiful association and asked Liu Xiaohei and Li Wenwen who were waiting at the side.
"There was no corn in the city we went to. However, the aborigines saw the picture we drew, indicating that some of them had seen this kind of thing and knew where it was. When we left, the master had already led people to follow the aboriginal monks to search for it. , should be able to find it soon.”
Li Wenwen pulled Liu Xiaohei aside who wanted to speak, and reported the mission situation to Li Ye first.
Li Ye couldn't be more satisfied with this.
Not surprisingly, this autumn will be the time when the battle is in full swing. Harvesting potatoes at that time can greatly improve one's strength. With the record of Ping Chu as a base, Li Ye is confident that he will be promoted to Daluojin Fairyland at that time, and he will truly have the power to control the battle situation with his own strength.
When the corn seeds are brought back, Datang will no longer be short of military rations, and will be able to expand westward on a large scale and restore the territory of the prosperous Tang Dynasty.
Once the territory is restored, and there are almost no people who are not loyal to the dynasty in the Tang Dynasty, Li Ye feels that even in the face of Allah, who is in the realm of saints, he is full of confidence.
Liu Xiaohei and Li Wenwen came back this time to deliver potato seeds, fearing that the planting season would be delayed. Then, they have to return to South America to bring back more corn. Because the route is already familiar, the round-trip speed will be much faster when you are familiar with the road.
Because the sowing season was coming soon, Li Ye no longer hesitated, and divided the potato seeds into more than 300 parts according to the standard of escorting ordnance, and dispatched elite cavalry to each state.
After solving this matter, Li Ye was free and couldn't help thinking about the current situation of the Maya people.
According to the era before time travel, it is now the eve of the 900th AD, and the sudden decline and disappearance of the classical Maya civilization happened around the 900th AD.
Could it be that they were really a group that was abandoned by the gods and suddenly died out
In the world before crossing, this was a mystery, but in this world, this speculation is reasonable, and it cannot be more reasonable.
When the Immortal Domain War was over, Li Ye decided to go and have a look, maybe he would gain something—if he was still interested at that time.