Let you conquer the world of low-level martial arts, what the hell is Journey to the West?

Chapter 102: Great Compassion and Mercy: It’s broken! Tathagata is worshipping me!
Under Zhang Tian's cannibalistic gaze, Tudi immediately retracted his disrespectful smile and supported his old waist with his hand, "Oh, young people nowadays are really polite and moral!"

"When I was young, I also..."

Zhang Tianzhu beat a turtle and chanted sutras, but the turtle just wouldn't listen.

The land god had no choice but to do as Zhang Tian said and deliver the so-called treasure mentioned by Zhang Tian to the old Buddhist nun at nightfall.

When he was sinking into the earth, he subconsciously took a look and felt it was strange. It was clearly rice wrapped in some strange things.

Seems to have some spiritual energy.

Some are vitality.

The land god thought to himself, "This immortal is really confused. The ones above are obviously capable and fighting, so why is he interfering? Could it be that the old master of Fangcun Mountain not only taught him how to live forever, but also taught him how to farm, in order to follow the path of reincarnation of the five grains?"

"I have dealt with rice so much in my life, but I have never seen anything like this. I don't know whether it is good or bad."

"Hopefully it goes well."

According to Zhang Tian’s instructions, at night, even though there were guards, the land god was the god of the land and was born with agility. Who could detect him?

Later, when the Great Immortal Huli was fighting with the monkey, he used the Five Thunder Technique and secretly summoned the land god, allowing the other party to secretly take away the monkey's severed head.

If the monkey had not known seventy-two transformations and claimed to have seventy-two lives, and had not grown a head of its own, he would have really died in that disaster.

Let the land run away with its head in its arms.

I’m afraid we won’t even be able to find Sha Wujing and Zhu Bajie!

And now it is like this, the Golden Lion King is very proud, and the old nun is sitting cross-legged in meditation. Right under their noses, the land quietly replaced the rice seeds given by Zhang Tian.

Then he came back quietly.

Didn't alarm anyone.

The effect is so good that it is even better than the sleepy bug that the monkey next door won from playing cards with the King of Growth at the South Heaven Gate.

The land god came back, and couldn't help but ask out of curiosity, "Sir, is that the grain you found in Fangcun Mountain?"

"Yes."

"Oh, is it useful?"

"I received guidance from my ancestors. When I was studying in the mountains, I was fortunate to receive the skills passed down by Senior Shennong, so I figured out the little things on my own."

Zhang Tian said with a bit of modesty, "As for the effect, it's not worth mentioning, not worth mentioning. It may be a little bit better than it is now!"

The three magic weapons of time travelers.

How could he forget?

When he obtained the Shennong Herbal Classic and acquired Shennong's magical powers, he actually had the idea in his mind, but his cultivation was still low at that time, and his Taoism and cultivation were not deep, so he did not study it.

After he obtained the Tai Chi diagram from his master, he had his own world. With sufficient cultivation and supernatural powers, he began to experiment with using his supernatural powers to conduct research.

Except grain seeds.

Several others have seeds.

There are also various flowers, fruits and plants.

Everything is available.

The grain seeds studied by Zhang Tian are extremely good, because the roots were purchased by him from other modern societies, which were studied by Shennong in later generations, and then hybridized with the ancient seeds studied by Shennong in ancient times. After they mature, they can produce many times more than the current grain harvest and save countless lives.

But it is impossible to take root and sprout in three days.

He also used some tricks.

He took a little of the essence of the herb.

Let the grain seeds have the momentum to grow, to be able to sprout and grow into seedlings. If you want to produce rice ears, it is not Zhang Tian's ability. After all, he is the descendant of Shennong, not Shennong himself. Things that go against the will of heaven can only be done by the corresponding gods. Just like calling the wind and summoning rain, it takes the gathering of Lei Gong, Dian Mu, Feng Bo and Long Wang for it to come down.

When the land god heard what Zhang Tian said, he was immediately in awe, "So you are the descendant of Shennong. I really couldn't recognize the true god with my naked eyes before."

Zhang Tian smiled and said nothing.

This was just a path he had originally planned for himself, to follow the path of merit and blessing, but after hearing about Wu Tian's big cake a few days ago, he felt that it would not be of much use, so he took it out. This not only disgusted the Brahmin, but also earned a good reputation for himself.

The two watched silently.

As time passed, the Golden Lion King used some magical power to drip some unknown liquid into the soil. In less than three days, the seeds of grain were seen taking root and sprouting. It was freezing cold outside, so it was truly a miracle to be able to do this.

The people around were in an uproar. But the number of people who believed in Brahmanism did not increase, and even the face of the Golden Lion King became much uglier, just because the rice in the field of the old Buddhist nun nearby was more beautiful, more vigorous, and growing more pleasingly.

Even the old farmers couldn't help but praise him, "What a god! What a god! This is the real god from heaven. He grows better crops than us."

"Yes, yes, I just don't know where the other party is from. I must learn this skill. If I can learn it, my descendants will never have to go hungry again."

"God, why didn't you come earlier..."

"woo woo woo woo……"

In the past, it was the gods who fought and the mortals suffered, but today, the fight between the gods caused the people present to cry loudly, venting their emotions.

Zhang Tian watched calmly from the side.

No matter in his past life or this life, he had lived a relatively affluent life and had never been hungry, so it was naturally difficult for him to understand such emotions, but he tried hard to make himself empathize with them.

"I am poor..."

"Being hungry and being poor is the same feeling..."

"Before, I couldn't even take out a hundred dollars from my pocket!"

Just seeing those people crying from the bottom of their hearts, that belated sadness, that mixed feeling, Zhang Tian always felt that his analogy seemed a little superficial and far from reaching that feeling.

The three-day limit is approaching.

The winner had already been decided.

The Golden Lion King, however, rarely followed the rules and yelled, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, your seeds cannot take root and sprout! You are cheating!"

He clearly used some secret magic on the seeds of grain.

Unable to take root.

How could it possibly sprout?

It's just a trick used by the other party!
The Golden Lion King pounced forward and turned over the ground with his big claws. He was suddenly shocked. It was all real, not an illusion. What made him feel even more terrified was...

The old nun lowered her head and chanted a Buddhist name, then actually took a bottle from a young girl next to her. The bottle still had some branches and leaves on it, and she just waved her hand, and water drops fell into the soil.

Those young rice seedlings grew in the wind, and matured in a few breaths under the astonished gaze of many people, the Golden Lion King, and even the land.

The huge rice stalks are as tall as several people, and the full ears of rice look heavy just to the naked eye. If you use a small basin to hold them, they can fill up the entire basin.

Many people watched it.

His eyes were shining with gold!

They all knelt down and called him a real immortal, saying that they had met the real Shennong.

Zhang Tian stood in the crowd and could only follow suit and bow. However, he had no burden in his heart because he had already guessed the other person's identity. It was the compassionate Guanyin who saved people from suffering. He had worn her around his neck since he was a child, so he recognized her appearance.

It doesn’t matter if you just pay your respects.

But he did not expect that when he bowed down, Guanyin, who was originally looking at the extremely full ears of rice and lost in doubt and thought, felt her eyes go dark, as if she had been hit by a club, and stars appeared in her eyes.

Between confusion.

It seemed as if there was a sun in the audience.

Shining with golden light.

Guanyin: "The Tathagata is worshipping me?"

ps: I was recommended today and the editor asked me to write more, so I wrote 1000 more words. Today's update is 9000 words, which is half a chapter. I hope to get two monthly tickets, as I'm almost overtaken by others.

I would like to dedicate a book by a minor author, "The System Comes Only After Everyone Is Deified as Gods", to give it a little more luck.

　Description: System late arrival type.

　　……

　　Nezha: I've been to the sea and killed dragons, and you know that I have to make friends with Ao Bing.

　　There are only two or three kittens left in Jiejiao, and you knew that you wanted me to join Jiejiao.

　　These are nothing.

　　I have already transformed myself into a lotus root and can be used to make soup, and you still want me to cut off my head and remove my bones?
　　This is too much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)