Let the scourge go to the right path, and you make games to reward them?.

Chapter 313 Fang Wai is truly a divine being (56)

Seeing Chang Ping at the door, Li Cheng was a little confused.

He knew that the other person was his new neighbor, but they were just nodding acquaintances.

Today, when he suddenly saw the other party at the door, Li Cheng was not sure what the other party meant, but he still said, "Friend Chang Dao, what's wrong?"

After achieving the golden elixir, the desire for food and drink has faded a lot.

However, Li Cheng's dinner looked really good. Even Chang Ping couldn't help but take a few more glances at it, and was immediately noticed by Li Cheng.

Li Cheng smiled and said, "Friend Chang, have you eaten yet? If not, come over and have a meal?"

"That's...ok."

Chang Ping placed the roast goose on the plate and showed it off intentionally. Then he saw that the roast goose was divided into several pieces in the blink of an eye. The bones inside were directly taken out, and the top was clean without a trace of meat.

After the wine was placed, it flew out automatically and landed in front of the two people. The dew hanging on the wine bottle automatically froze and turned into a wine glass to catch the wine.

I thought this move would surprise the other party, but I didn't expect Li Cheng to not care at all. He just pushed a bowl of spiritual rice in front of Chang Ping and said with a smile: "Today's rice is the old rice from before. I just wanted to deal with it, but I didn't expect that there would be guests. If Brother Chang doesn't mind, I will prepare new rice for you."

"…I'm sorry, I'm a mean person."

"Ok?"

"It's okay. Thank you, Brother Li. I won't be polite."

Picking up the bowl and chopsticks, Chang Ping first took a small bite of rice, and then his eyes lit up.

The rice grains are plump and fragrant. Even in Changping, you can't eat such good rice.

When he was in the Star Palace, the treatment for an immortal master like him was naturally not bad, but he had never had such appetizing rice, which made people eat three bowls even without any side dishes.

Although he was quite happy, Chang Ping still ate slowly. Only after he finished eating did he curiously ask, "Friend Li, this rice is good."

Li Cheng looked at Chang Ping silently, then smiled and said, "This is a variety that Shennong Valley has cultivated recently. Since the God of Agriculture gained power, the food cultivated has become more and more delicious. This spiritual rice is a recently cultivated variety. Although the price is a little expensive, it can replenish qi and blood after eating, and can improve the speed of cultivation. I myself have poor aptitude for cultivation, but after eating this rice, I have also gained something, so I eat it often."

"I see. I have been practicing in remote areas before. This is the first time I have heard of such a thing."

"I see."

As he spoke, Chang Ping picked up another piece of beef, and his eyes lit up when he put it in his mouth.

It is fatty but not greasy, melts in your mouth, and has no meaty smell. It goes perfectly with rice.

"This beef is not cheap, is it?" Chang Ping asked in surprise, "I have never eaten beef like this."

"You're wrong. This meat is actually the cheapest. It's also a crop from Shennong Valley. Although it looks like meat, it's actually fruit grown on a tree. When you break it open, it's beef. The price of meat grown this way is one-fifth of what it was before, but the taste and nutrition are 30% higher than before."

"…Unbelievable. The God of Agriculture is willing to do such a thing?"

"The God of Agriculture cares about the world and only hopes that there will be no starving people in the world. He is willing to do anything, no matter how hard or tiring it is."

Staring at the meat on the chopsticks, Chang Ping couldn't help but think of the God of Wealth. He silently sighed in his heart that although they were both gods, the difference between them was quite large.

One is willing to step into the mud in the fields to farm, while the other is high above and enjoys the offerings of others. The gap between them immediately widens.

With a wry smile, Chang Ping took another bite of the vegetables and suddenly found the dish crisp and refreshing. The simple cooking made it irresistible.

After a simple meal, Chang Ping drank some wine and felt that the current righteousness was not quite the same as what Xingjun said.

In the Wealth Star Palace, it is a very correct thing to belittle Jiuzhou. In the mouth of the Wealth Star Lord, Jiuzhou cultivators are unruly and stubborn, no matter which sect they belong to, they are as stupid as pigs. The entire cultivation world is like a dirty pigsty, so dirty that it is unimaginable.

Unexpectedly, after arriving here, I found that this place is not dirty at all, but better than I imagined.

With the help of the God of Agriculture, a young Qi-refining cultivator could eat the same as himself, or even better. This made Chang Ping feel for the first time that what the God of Wealth said might not be right.

After finishing his meal, he thought for a while, and then said to Li Cheng: "Friend Li, I came here today to ask for something."

"Please say."

"I heard that games can make money, so I hope that Li Daoyou can teach me how to make games."

Li Cheng was a little surprised by Chang Ping's frankness.

Many people always try to put on a righteous front when doing things, but it is rare to find someone as honest as Chang Ping.

He hoped to earn spirit stones through the game from the very beginning, which is much more honest than many people.

After thinking for a while, Li Cheng said, "Friend Chang Dao is quite open-minded. I can help you a little. Has Friend Chang Dao ever made games before?"

"Well... I guess there is a little bit, but I'm not sure if it can be considered a game."

"If you're not sure, why not go play a game first."

After rummaging in his arms for a while, Li Cheng took out a half-worn jade slip and handed it to Chang Ping.

"These are the games I collected from the outside world. Fellow Daoist Chang can try them out. You can play any of the games in them, but don't touch two of them. One is "Records of Weapon Refining" and the other is "Soul of Heaven". You can play them after you've played the other games, but don't play them until you're tired of them."

Li Cheng had always given Chang Ping the impression of being gentle and polite, but when he mentioned those two games, Li Cheng's attitude became particularly serious.

Nodding subconsciously, Chang Ping took the jade slip, thanked again, and left, returning to his own courtyard to play games.

Following Li Cheng's suggestion, Chang Ping first played "Survivors of the Righteous Path" for a while, and withdrew after two hours, staring at the jade slip in his hand in a daze.

A masterpiece.

No matter from which angle you look at it, this game is extremely perfect. If he hadn't died in the underworld, he would have given this game a full score.

He could empathize with the journey of the nameless monk, and the random magical weapons made each level feel fresh, making him want to play again after playing it.

Resisting the urge to continue playing, he opened "Mountain Travel".

Two hours later, Chang Ping, with red eyes, quit the game, looked at the jade slip and sighed again: "What a masterpiece."

Excellent illustrations, wonderful story, and a short length that tells the tragedy of a small person. The happy ending at the end elevates the game even more.

Next, let’s try “Ask the Tripod”.

After trying one game after another, Chang Ping finally understood why so many people praised Fangwai.

Fangwai is truly a god!
Such good things are actually given away for free. The other party must have a broad mind like the god of agriculture, otherwise how could he be so generous.

After playing for a whole day, he seemed like a monkey in a peach orchard. He took a bite of almost every peach and wanted to eat every one of them.

When he felt that he had a good understanding of the game, his mind flowed towards "Soul of Heaven".

(End of this chapter)