I am a ghost messenger, why do I need a long life?

"It's so precious, is this what Your Excellency is giving me?"

Xu An certainly knew that this was one of the most advanced cultivation methods in Yinting.

But what surprised him was that no matter how much Yang Wei valued him, he wouldn't do it to this extent, right?

Could it be that they are afraid that he would not be willing to lead all the ghosts with peace of mind, so they use this method of combining kindness and force?

It doesn't seem like that. Is it because he has overlooked other factors?

"Meng Po said that the great calamity of the Three Realms is approaching. When we return, we must find a way to improve our strength as quickly as possible."

Seeing Xu An's doubts, Yang Wei was silent for a moment and continued:

"From today on, Yangzhou will open up a large number of high-grade cultivation methods for all qualified ghost cultivators to refer to, allowing them to practice as soon as possible to boost the overall strength of our Yin Court."

"Xu An, your cultivation talent is second only to what I have seen in the thousand years I have been in charge of this place, but your strength is still too weak to protect yourself."

"Honestly, I admire you very much. I admire that you, at the Qi training stage, dared to challenge me, a judge who could crush me at any time. You are really brave!"

"So, I gave you this volume of skills that none of them are qualified to practice, so that you can grow in the shortest possible time."

"Once things here have come to an end and you have achieved success in your cultivation, I will send you to the mortal realm and help you become a god!"

Yang Wei's words were powerful and his expression was firm.

In his eyes, Xu An clearly saw expectations, and in that expectation, there was also a bit of eagerness.

What he said was not a lie.

Even a ghost couldn't help but be moved by it.

After a brief silence, Xu An clasped his hands together and said solemnly:

"I am overwhelmed by your kindness, sir."

Yang Wei shook his head, just looking at Xu An's serious expression, and sighed softly:

"You don't have to take these to heart. I'm just doing the best I can. If you truly succeed in your cultivation and are able to reverse the great calamity of the Three Realms one day, remember to protect me."

"I don't know why, maybe it's a premonition, but I always feel that your future achievements will far exceed my imagination."

At this point, Yang Wei's eyes lit up and he continued:

"You go ahead and do your current work well. I will go into seclusion soon and try to break through."

Xu An looked at Yang Wei deeply. From what he and Bao Zheng said, that they were both planning to go into seclusion to break through, he also felt a strong sense of crisis.

"My subordinates say goodbye."

As he spoke, Xu An turned around and walked out of the Tongpan Mansion.

After putting the Five Elephant Barbarian Ghost away, he did not rush to look at it. Instead, he held the command arrow given by Yang Wei and went straight out of the main city of Yangzhou.

Qiuyun Mountain is located forty miles outside the main city of Yinting. It can be reached after passing through a dense forest without leaves.

Because it is far enough away from the River Styx to be unaffected by the terrible cold, many weeds grow here, which are a bluish-purple color and are slightly above the ankles.

After Xu An arrived here, he carefully surveyed the terrain here.

Soon, he discovered that the eastern side of Qiuyun Mountain was covered with rocks and was a huge rift valley, bottomless, like a chasm of divine punishment.

On the south side, there are undulating, twisted rocks mixed with soil and a messy bush.

To the north, there was a large amount of pitch-black fog, which was eerie. With his current strength, he couldn't see more than two meters away.

Only the west side is really as Yang Wei said, with a gentle slope and very flat.

Reach out and grab a handful of soil, squeeze it into a ball with force, and squeeze out a lot of water from it.

When you let go, it quickly breaks into several pieces, not as sticky as mud.

The soil is loose and has sufficient water content, which is indeed conducive to farming.

Thinking about the ghosts in the Yin Palace who must eat food rich in Yin energy to ensure that their ghost bodies are full and strong, so as to avoid cannibalism among hungry ghosts, Xu An felt that he had a long way to go.

Shaking his head, he turned around and looked carefully at the several streams flowing down from the mountain.

The streams these days have been quite full, some high enough to cover the ankles, others up to the calves, but the direction is not ideal.

Using them directly for irrigation is fine for a few hundred acres of fertile farmland, but anyone would know that it is not enough for tens of thousands of acres of fertile farmland.

Some improvements are needed here.

"Perhaps, we can build a reservoir?"

As a time traveler, the talent for farming is actually engraved in my bones.

Xu An is not completely ignorant of these things.

He has a certain understanding of the most basic soil conditions, water quality, how to cultivate land, and how to plant crops.

After touring the entire area, Xu An already had a rough plan in his mind.

Turning around, just as he was about to return to Yangzhou City to make further preparations, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him.

Turning his head, he looked at the silent and motionless dense forest on Qiuyun Mountain, and the fog in the distance that made it impossible for him to see the depths.

After a brief pause, nothing unusual was found.

After shaking his head and treating it as his own illusion, Xu An strode back, full of energy.

And not long after he left, a pair of scarlet eyes suddenly opened and closed in the fog that even ghosts could not see clearly!

After returning to the main city of Yangzhou, Xu An began to call for notices and arrange what each of them should do for the tens of thousands of living ghosts he had brought back to the main city of Yinting.

"First, those who cultivate the most land and produce the most grain in the mortal world, please stand out and let me see."

Managing tens of thousands of people is actually a test of one's ability.

Some small groups, with just a dozen people working together, can make a mess, not to mention a group of ghosts that has expanded a hundred times in size.

If Xu An wanted to implement his ideas, he could not do it alone, just yelling at others, and then he had to do everything himself and make countless decisions by himself.

Therefore, the first step before officially opening up the land was to divide these ghosts, allowing them to play to their strengths and do things that suit them.

This is a process of screening and judging the other party's ability, which tests one's ability to judge people and ghosts.

Fortunately, Xu An has his own set of cognitive methods, although he may not be as good as those ghost heroes who have lived for thousands of years and have a sharp eye like Bao Zheng.

But facing these, most of them are ordinary mortals who have turned into living ghosts, and they can still deal with them in the end.

"Come, from now on, these hundred people will follow you to be responsible for the reclamation. My Yin Court will only collect one tenth of the tax from you on these fertile fields. The rest will be distributed according to need, while ensuring basic food rations. The more you work, the more you earn. A portion will also be given as a reward!"

Xu An carefully explained to them the current policies and regulations of the Yin Court.

For farmers, for thousands of years, they have been living a life of digging for food in the soil.

Dependence on the weather for food, experiencing years of disaster, and being trapped by harsh politics have become memories engraved in our bones.

After becoming ghosts, they are no longer afraid of continuing to farm. What they are afraid of is that after all their hard work, the harvest they can get is not enough to survive.

And what Xu An was doing at this moment was to dispel their doubts.

Collect one tenth of the tax to ensure food rations, and the more you work, the more you earn.

This is an unimaginable gift for them!