Except for the three major holy places, all the "Dong Xuan" exercises are unsafe, indicating that there may be something wrong with the source of these exercises.

And the three holy places are "safe" because of the existence of Dao Lord... So what if Dao Lord is gone?

For example, Taoist Lord Taichu disappeared...and the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas from ancient Buddhism mentioned by Fei Meng...

I just don’t know if the "Big Sun Star" can shield this kind of danger...

Forget it, as Feimeng said, it's too far to think about this now. I'm just a zhenqi monk who has opened up the twelve main meridians. It will take time to penetrate the eight extraordinary meridians.

With a slight sigh, Zhao Chen recalled the information Zheng Qingyan brought and found that it would not be of much help to the mission three months later. He still had to investigate from the three directions just discussed with Qi Feimeng.

However, at least the general direction can be determined - a trap has been placed in Chijin Mountain.

"Anyway, let's go back first." Zhao Chen said, and was about to squat down and stick the prepared paper horse on his legs, but was stopped by Qi Feimeng.

Zhao Chen looked at her with confusion, and then saw Fei Meng stretching out her slender fingers, pointing at "Yinglong Fairy" Zheng Qingyan, and said with a smile:

"No need to go to so much trouble... let's 'ride' her this time!"

Riding her this time... How dare you actually use me as a mount before? After Zhao Chen cursed, he also remembered what Qi Feimeng said when he introduced that Zheng Qingyan has a third-grade Thai-Western magical power "Dream of the God of Beauty", which can

Transform into a "bubble" and "shuttle" in the same water system.

And this magical power can "bring people along".

On the other side, Zheng Qingyan still didn't speak. She only glanced at Qi Feimeng and Zhao Chen, then raised her hands and used "Dream of the Beauty God".

In Zhao Chen's eyes, he and Miss Qi became illusory at the same time, and then were wrapped in countless bubbles.

Immediately afterwards, these bubbles melted into the Tianjian River little by little.

About three or four minutes later, as the bubbles collapsed, Zhao Chen, Qi Feimeng, and Zheng Qingyan appeared on a shoal near Yumen County.

"This experience is not good at all..." Zhao Chen shook his dizzy head and gave a "bad review".

In those few minutes just now, if he hadn't become a Zhenqi monk and had a long breath, he would have almost been suffocated to death in the bubble.

Qi Feimeng also feels the same way, and she knows that this is Zheng Qingyan's deliberate revenge for "riding" her, and she has evidence...

After all, she is herself, she is her, her thinking is completely transparent, how can she not understand each other’s thoughts?

"Fortunately, there is only one incarnation. If there were more, I would probably go crazy immediately... Sigh, I still don't have enough realm to integrate from a higher level all the time.

"Before you truly become a magical power, you cannot add more incarnations."

While Qi Feimeng was thinking secretly, she asked Zheng Qingyan to go to the county governor's house and the Li family residence to inquire about the news, while she and Zhao Chen climbed up the Lushan Mountain to the west of the county city.

Since it was almost dinner time, every family in the slums on Lushan Mountain was cooking, but there was no fragrance in the air because most of them were cooking sweet potato rice.

After all, most people here can only afford sweet potato rice with their meager salary.

While walking, Zhao Chen suddenly heard a bell ringing, and then dozens of children ran out of a relatively intact but still simple building. They were in groups, playing and rushing home.<

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Zhao Chen looked at the schoolbags they were carrying and said in surprise: "There are schools in this slum area?"

"Of course...children who grew up eating sweet potato rice cannot practice martial arts. Instead, studying is their advantage and one of the ways out for the future." Miss Qi knew that Zhao Chen used to be the young master of a wealthy businessman. He didn't know the sufferings of the world.

Yi casually explained, "Eating sweet potatoes and rice all year round will make people's souls gradually wither and dry up, and most of them will not live to be forty years old...

"But a weak soul means that inspiration is low, and they will not be affected by the 'Dao script'. Many places will hire people who have eaten sweet potato rice for more than ten years to copy classics containing 'Dao script'.

"But the prerequisite is that you can read and write beautifully.

"And some institutions that study 'science' also need such people as assistants... These are very respectable jobs, and the competition is very fierce."

After hearing this, Zhao Chen only felt that the world was full of absurdity and evil. He considered it and said:

"Isn't the reason why the imperial court vigorously promoted sweet potato rice just because it is cheap and can feed more people?"

This is what he thought from the very beginning when he learned about the crop "Sweet Potato Rice". Even though "Sweet Potato Rice" has various shortcomings such as being unable to practice martial arts and having a short lifespan, the low price is enough.

After all, in this era, there is no cheap food, most people do not live to be forty, and there are no conditions for practicing martial arts.

Overall, it is good governance.

"Cheap? In fact, as long as True Lord 'Shengxuan' wants it, any ordinary crop can be cheap!" Qi Feimeng explained with a smile, "Because some True Lords of 'Shengxuan' have been able to open up caves on their own... As long as they are in the cave

The world is filled with a certain kind of crops, and they are repeatedly ripened with magical power for decades, and the amount of harvest is enough to feed the world's people for thousands of years."

"This..." Zhao Chen was dumbfounded after hearing this, feeling that he still underestimated the monks in this world, "In this case, what is the advantage of sweet potato rice?"

"It's very simple. There is a large population in the world, and the power of the imperial court can only radiate to slightly prosperous towns. People in villages and barren areas lack the protection of monks, and they can easily be targeted by evil organizations and start blood sacrifices...

"Once the rescue is not timely, it will lead to tragedy.

"So, sweet potato rice is actually a way to draw fire from the bottom of the cauldron. It makes the souls of a large number of people in poor areas lose their spirituality, so that even blood sacrifices have no effect...

"Since sweet potato rice was widely promoted, members of evil organizations in Daxia have rarely visited the countryside.

"Secondly, people with strong souls are prone to attract strange things, and may even become wraiths after death, which can easily lead to major disasters in remote areas, but sweet potato rice reduces this possibility.

"Finally, human desires may be seduced and exploited by evil spirits, and people with weak soul strength cannot hear the evil voices but cannot see the evil bodies...

"Moreover, people with low spirituality are mostly sincere and easily satisfied. They don't have so many desires without going hungry.

"In short, it is precisely based on the above 'advantages' that after sweet potato rice was developed, a certain true king in the Great Xia court decided to spend decades growing rice in the cave." Qi Feimeng seemed to have no idea about these.

He was also very familiar with it and explained casually.

"I see..." Zhao Chen nodded and said nothing more.

After this little episode, the two stopped talking and laughing, and soon came to the space under the base of the "Goddess of Light" statue.
Chapter completed!