Book-traveling villain: The saint is trained into a witch at the beginning

With Shangguan Jingxian's approval, after Ye Fan returned to the main altar of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he immediately began preparations for dismantling the soul flag.

At the same time, the two projects of the Great Wall and the Straight Road started as scheduled, and the two lines were parallel.

A large amount of grain was continuously transported out of the Heavenly Demon Sect's "family courtyard" and sent to the construction site.

The little soldier who was sent to the Leopard King by Feng Lingtian has now relied on his ability to sit in the position of the mainstay of the arsenal.

After hearing the news in the Dafeng Empire, he immediately put down the task in his hand, and used the pill to stay up for three all-nighters, working overtime to produce the first agricultural machinery in the Tianxuan Continent...... Well, agricultural tools to be exact.

In order to reduce production costs, the power source of agricultural machinery and Shentu's magazine can be used in common, and the agricultural machinery itself also uses a large number of mechanical puppet technology.

With it, one person can plow the entire village in one day and sow seeds.

After Ye Fan observed the actual effect of this machine, instead of scoffing at it like others, he praised it a lot.

What surprised the disciples of the Heavenly Demon Sect even more was that Ye Fan also gave this little soldier a lot of reward.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Once the people of the Dafeng Empire are accustomed to using this kind of "immortal magic weapon", no one who is stupid is willing to use manpower to plough the ground and sow seeds.

As long as the Heavenly Demon Sect has the energy technology firmly in its hands, then even if there is no puppet emperor like Yi Ge, the ruler of the Great Phoenix Empire can only obediently bow down to the Heavenly Demon Sect.

With Ye Fan's endorsement, no matter how big other people's opinions are, they have to hold back.

In just ten days, the first batch of thirty "immortal ploughs" was delivered to the peasants of the Dafeng Empire.

For a time, the people's worship of the Heavenly Demon Sect reached an unprecedented peak.

With hope in life, the people have enthusiasm, and the overall atmosphere of the Dafeng Empire is gradually improving.

However, the mobilization of millions of people, without any friction and problems, is impossible.

At this moment, a farce that can be called oolong occurred on the construction site near the Broken Sword Pass.

"Shi Chang, you have to be reasonable!" A mason with an expression that was more wronged than Dou E, and defended aggrievedly, "I'm from Longxi, I can't read your Kanto characters

!" "This word is in our Longxi, it means 'ten'!"

Shi Chang looked at the defective products all over the ground, only to feel a dull pain in his chest, and his eyes were black.

You say he's incompetent, he's done the work of other people all morning.

You say he's doing a good job, it's ...... This size is not neat, the more you do it, the more you waste!

"Ten what ten, that's 'four

'!" "I can't understand it, I won't ask!" "

It's more than twice as bad, and I don't even have a chance to remedy it!"

Shi Chang took a few deep breaths and suppressed his anger.

The mason can't be blamed entirely for this, the foreigner is illiterate, and he should have prevented it in advance.

As a result, he was so busy that he completely forgot about it.

Even if the above wants to be held accountable, it should be him who is the thunder, and it is not to blame the masons.

"Alright, alright, that's the end of it. Shi Chang rubbed his temples and said, "Xiaoshi has gone to private school, so let him be an interpreter by your side."

"If you have free time, teach the little stones more, now there are too few masons and there is a shortage of people everywhere.

"Of course, I can also pay your tuition and not let you teach in vain. "

A small engineering problem in the Broken Sword Pass was carried down by the chief in this way.

However, due to the lack of understanding of the text and the difference in dialects, the same scene is often staged on other construction sites.

The officials in charge of the Ministry of Industry had a lot of gray hair, and they directly put a piece of paper on the court and opened up.

......

On the border line in the other direction of the Great Phoenix Empire, Xiao Lifan, who had gone far away from the Southern Regions, approached the city pass.

He consulted the holy monks in the Lingshan Temple in the Southern Regions, hoping to be able to subdue demons and eliminate demons and promote the righteous path of Buddhism.

But the holy monk only smiled at him and shook his head.

also said that the answer he wanted could only be realized by himself.

Go to the mortal dust to realize.

"Remember, child, when you embark on a journey, never forget the meaning of the journey itself. "

Dare to ask the holy monk, where is the road?" asked Lifan.

"The road is under your feet!" With

a hint of ignorance, Lifan said goodbye to the holy monk and returned to the northern region along the road he had come.

Just in time for the Great Wall to break ground in this area.

Seeing thousands of people sweating profusely and gritting their teeth in the sun, Lifan's brows furrowed.

"At this time, it is the farming season, and the people should be farming at home, how can this ruler of the Dafeng Empire be so disobedient to the way of heaven?"

Several cooks were hired to cook mung bean soup for the people who were serving as conscripts.

Soon, it was time for people to have lunch.

As he was looking around, about to hand over the cooked mung bean soup to the overseer, he smelled a strong aroma of food.

Following the fragrance, he was immediately shocked by the pots and pots of dishes.

When the courtiers prepared food for the laborers, it was always white rice porridge with vegetable leaves, and sometimes there were only a few grains of rice floating in the white rice porridge.

Not to mention any rice stewed vermicelli with pork.

Looking at this posture, these laborers probably eat better than the families of ordinary officials.

But after a short surprise, Lifan's heart rose again.

"Although this will not treat the poor and poor people harshly, the Dafeng Empire has only just taken power, and if it is so extravagant, I am afraid that it will deplete the treasury.

"When the time comes, it will be the people of Li who will suffer.

"Alas, Amitabha!"

Although he was worried, he also knew that he could not change anything by himself.

"It seems that we will find the Dharma as soon as possible. Lifan thought to himself.

After communicating with the officials who oversaw the work, Lifan distributed the mung bean soup to the workers present.

He himself carried a bowl of soup and sat down with the laborers.

Ever since the Jinshan Temple was slaughtered, Lifan has always enjoyed spending time with all kinds of people.

It seems that listening to their stories can make his heart less lonely.

"Little master, our table is full of meat dishes, don't you really mind?"

Li Fan smiled slightly: "It's okay, as long as the meat is not eaten, it is not considered a broken ring."

Seeing this, several laborers did not say anything more.

Eating and eating, they suddenly started joking.

"Hey, Erheizi, don't you worship the Bodhisattva every day and ask for a son

?" "Now that the holy monk is sitting opposite you, why don't you squeak?"

Fan choked when he heard this, and used some spiritual power to prevent the mung bean from squirting out of his nostrils.

"Donor, please don't make jokes about the little monk. The

named Erhezi kicked his fellow villager under the table: "Shut up, you can't stop your mouth when you eat."

"What's the matter, don't they all say that

the Buddha saves the suffering?" Erhezi "cut" and stuffed a large piece of meat into his mouth: "The Buddha is very merciful, but he is not your father and mother, what's the matter, you have to respond to your request?" "

In that case, everyone should stop working to earn money, and go to the temple every day to worship the Buddha." "

I haven't read a few Buddhist scriptures, so I don't understand anything, just put the horn away, haven't you seen that the little master is embarrassed?"

Fan threw a smile at Erhezi and his fellow villagers, indicating that he didn't care.

Although the wind is light on the surface, he has already set off turbulent waves in his heart.

Ersunozi's words seemed to make him find a direction.