"The horizontal should be flat and the vertical should be straight. Farming should be upright and upright, just like being a human being."

"The chiseling is simple, it is nothing more than the distance, depth, and you don't chisel well, but you're too concerned about it."

"If you have three points to the field, the field will be rewarded by you; if you have four points to the field, the field will be rewarded by you. How much force is used and how much fruit you get, it is clear and not fancy."

"There are stubborn stones hidden in the soil. Be careful to break the hoe. Use ten points of force, and you need to keep twenty points of force. In this way, you can respond to changes in the same way and always be invincible."

For three consecutive days, ancient charity wine was working in the fields.

He probably guessed that the old man was passing on his advanced swordsmanship through farming.

This sword technique is a heavy sword technique, and each move has great power. However, when you can truly practice it, you can emit and retract. The light, heavy, hard and soft are as you wish, just make up for the gap between the stars and the meteorite waves, giving the two an opportunity to integrate them.

After digging the pit, he stepped back and buried the grain seeds step by step. When the last seed was buried, Gu Yijiu looked up.

I saw that the fields were regular, horizontal and vertical, extremely beautiful.

The old man asked, "Do you understand?"

Gu Yijiu bowed and replied gratefully: "Only by the pure heart is the way. Regression is to move forward. Thank you Mr. Qianye for his advice, I already understand."

"Only when the mind is pure is the way. Regression is to move forward?" The old man's eyes lit up and he said with approval: "I didn't expect that you have such talent in poetry. If you study literature, you will definitely be a scholar who has been famous in history."

Gu Yijiu smiled and said, "I learned swords, so I can't become a scholar. I am content to be a swordsman."

The old man was a little dissatisfied: "That girl Xingchen has misled people's children."

As a disciple, Gu Yijiu was decisive and dared not respond.

The old man looked at the field and sighed: "With your help, this field will be considered as if it were. When the food was grown in the next year, it would also allow my apprentices to have a full meal and change into new clothes."

Only then did Gu Yijiu realize that the old man used to farm flowers and farm for his disciples.

He was a little surprised.

He has also seen an old man teach his disciples these days. Although he doesn't beat and scold him at all times, he still mocked and scolded him without saying good things. He thought he was rough and always like this, but he didn't expect that he had such a delicate mind in secret.

As if he saw Gu Yijiu’s idea, the old man scratched his face and said shyly: “All my disciples are not good. Even if they practice hard throughout their lives, they are just second- and third-rate characters. They are just in this small village. If you go out and walk, you will definitely be bullied. You have received my favor today, and for this friendship, you will take care of them more in the future, and the old man will be grateful.”

Gu Yijiu hurriedly said: "The senior brothers have taken good care of me, so I should repay you."

"You don't have to put gilds on their faces. What kind of virtues do they have? I am the master of this. I'm afraid they have caused you a lot of trouble these days, right? With their courage, they shouldn't dare to fight when facing them, but there must be a lot of snakes, insects, rats and ants throwing them into your bed. What I'm right?"

Gu Yijiu Xiaoxiao: "It's just children's play, nothing?"

"The biggest of them will get married next year, how can they be considered a child!"

In this era, early marriage was normal, and getting married at the age of fourteen or five, but in the eyes of Guyijiu, it was still a child.

"If you could teach them like you taught me, they would definitely become sensible."

"It's not that I don't teach, but that they don't learn. They have a high opinion of themselves and can't stand the depression after only one day of farm work. They all gave up halfway."

Gu Yijiu is speechless and has a peerless sword technique in front of you without knowing it. It is probably because he has no connection with the sword.

The two collected the farm tools and walked towards the dojo together.

The old man was a little ashamed and asked carefully: "I am entitled to repay you, do you look down on me?"

Gu Yijiu smiled and said, "If you could let me taste the rice you planted, I wouldn't look down on you."

The old man looked excited and said quickly: "What's the difficulty? Come again next year, I'll treat you to the first bowl of rice."

"A gentleman's words?"

"Hand a quick whip!"

The old and the young laughed out loud after they finished speaking.

Gu Yijiu learned the method of heavy swords and found an opportunity to blend light and heavy, so she naturally felt unobstructed.

The old man found a life journey for his disciples, and he had no worries.

Both of them had a heartache and returned to the temple with joy.

But a few people gathered in the temple, and the disciples seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

A little haze appeared on the old man's face.

"What are you doing?"

"Master, we are here to petition you on behalf of the villagers."

"What wish should I ask?"

"It's the same thing before. The Sato family, a big businessman from Shizuoka, wanted to acquire the dojo land, but you never agreed."

The old man raised his eyebrows: "Didn't I say it? The Sato family bullies the market and is not a serious businessman. I don't want to be with him!"

"But the villagers live in a difficult situation and want to sell their land and find another way to survive."

"Although I don't sell the land myself, I won't stop others. They sell it if they want to, what does it have to do with me?"

The disciple bowed and said, "It's because the Sato family said that if the temple was not sold, he would not accept a piece of land in the village."

The old man's face suddenly turned dark: "So you became his lobbyist. Want to persuade me to sell the temple? What a trash!"

The old man raised his hand and slapped the disciple, but he didn't hide. He was slapped hard and said with blood on the corner of his mouth: "The master is right, and the disciple should be punished. But the villagers are in trouble. If this continues, they may starve to death. I hope the master will put human life first, give up the small family, and be righteous!"

The disciples knelt down one after another and said, "Please give up the small family and be righteous!"

The old man was stunned and silent for a while before saying, "It is rare that you have such loyalty and righteousness, but you have made a lot of promise. But the villagers are all farmers. If you lose the land, you will lose the foundation of your life. You won't even understand this principle, right?"

"The disciples naturally understand, but please rest assured that the master has bought the land and will also farm. I have agreed with them that they promised to hire villagers. The wages are generous enough to support their families."

The old man was speechless. At this time, the gate opened and countless villagers rushed in. They all knelt down and begged: "Please be kind to Lord Qianye and wait for a way out."

The old man quickly helped everyone up. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded and said, "You have taken good care of me for many years, and I will not be able to keep myself alone. I took the land deed and traded with the Sato family, so I dare not delay it."

Everyone was overjoyed and thanked them repeatedly.

The disciples came to admit their mistakes, but the old man waved his hand and said, "What's wrong with you doing good deeds? I'm old and in a state of health, so I'll be entrusted to you to wait for this transaction."

The disciples quickly agreed, took the key from the old man, opened the iron box, took the land deed, and joined everyone to trade in Shizuoka Castle.

The huge temple suddenly became deserted.

Only the two outsiders, Immortal Stars and Gu Yijiu, are left here.

The old man looked around and was quite reluctant to leave.

Gu Yijiu asked worriedly, "Mr. Qianye, are you okay?"

"It's okay, what can I do? Now that my apprentice grows up and has his own opinions, I'm very happy." The old man said with a smile: "Little young man, there are old wines hidden in the cabinet in my house. You can get them as a celebration."

Gu Yijiu brought the wine, and the old man took it with a smile. He was about to drink it, but he fell to the ground with blood.

If the temple that has been run for many years is destroyed, he will be heartbroken.

Immortal Star came to check it out, Gu Yijiu asked nervously: "How is it?"
Chapter completed!