It was imminent to recite the poem, Gao Li scratched his ears and heads, thought hard for two days, but found nothing.

Let’s just pull the chicken, it’s not that material. What poems, songs and essays are learned by time travelers? Just go for a walk honestly.

Just as he was thinking, the white wolf walked out of the side, his eyes were almost closed, and he was swaying when he walked, but his hair was almost growing. Recently, Gao Li was busy tying irons and didn't pay much attention to the white wolf's affairs, but he felt that the brother became more and more addicted to sleep. Seeing that the weather was getting colder, was this brother going to hibernate?

"White Wolf! Are you okay?" Gao Li shouted from afar.

The white wolf shook his head and swept away the hair in front of him. Seeing that it was Gao Li, he walked over, rubbed Gao Li's legs, turned his head and swayed to the door and lie down, and continued to sleep.

"Is it okay?" Ling Long asked in a low voice.

"It should be okay?" Gao Li was not sure.

Open the real scene to enhance your vision. The three qi seas in the white wolf's body are already very strong, and the meridians are complicated. Even with human standards, the white wolf's cultivation level can enter the ranks of top experts. But if you can't sleep enough this day, what is the way to play?

"Brother, are you sure it's okay?" There are no full-time veterinarians these days, so it's a bit difficult to treat wolves.

The white wolf shook his head lazily without even opening his eyes.

Well, after all, they know their own health and their own minds. Since it says it's okay, then it's okay.

Since you have to appreciate flowers and eat crabs at the poetry meeting, it is naturally not good to be on the mountain at night.

In the end, the poetry meeting was set on the island in the middle of the East Lake.

The East Lake is vast and there is a small island in the middle of the lake. On weekdays, some high-ranking officials and nobles like to recite poems and write pairs on this island. Not to mention anything else, at least the scenery here is really nice.

Gao Li prepared a new dress for Ling Long.

The slim design, coupled with the loose skirt and an embroidered embellishment, just set off the beauty of the owner, but it does not overshadow the owner.

There was no horse in Lizhuang, but there was a small donkey. He put on a donkey cart, and Gao Li drove the donkey cart to Pingyang City himself.

Twenty miles away, the donkey cart was slowly sailing, and the two of them sat on the ears of the car, one left and one right. The wind blew, and the late rice on both sides of the road had matured, and the farmers were harvesting, with smiles on their faces.

The Emperor of Wu Dynasty was enlightened and willing to try new things. The farmers' taxes were not high. In addition to the grain they paid every year, they could also leave a large part of it. In addition to their own use, they could also reduce some of the grain and sell it for money. Therefore, the grain harvest was bumper, and the farmers were naturally happy.

But when facing Shuida, Gao Li thought a lot.

Semi-automatic rice transplanter!

More advanced arable land equipment!

Automatic harvesting equipment!

The development of society must start with the liberating productivity!

"What are you looking at? Are you distracted?" Ling Long asked.

"Money, money all over the ground." Gao Li said seriously.

"It's so good. You can make money by looking at anything." Ling Long said softly.

It is not difficult to enter the city, after all, Gao Li is also a famous figure, not to mention the terrifying "Jade-faced Ghost" Ling Long.

The word terror is not wrong. In the eyes of ordinary people, the girl’s grandmaster is terrifying, especially in the eyes of the guards at the door. The guards at the door all have certain cultivation levels, but they can only be a small guard here, and their cultivation level is just about the same as Gao Li. When they stand in front of Ling Long, they will instinctively feel their own insignificance.

What? You ask Gao Li why he doesn’t feel this way?

This problem is complicated. If you say it specifically, there is suspicion of water word count. To briefly explain, his thinking selectively ignores some threats under the boost of hormones.

Carriages are not allowed to run wildly in the city. Fortunately, donkey carriages do not have the custom of running wildly. The little donkey pulls a small flatbed carriage, and there are "Fengmei Caihua Xiaolangjun" and "Jade-faced Ghost". Such a strange combination makes everyone have tens of thousands of topics in their minds, but they don't know where to start.

When the small donkey cart arrived by the lake, it was already full of luxury horse carriages and various sedans, as well as some tall horses with shiny fur. These horses were not from the Central Plains, but sold by nomadic wolf demons in the north. The fur is good, the body is strong, and the running ability is very strong. It is completely different from the horses used for farming. For example, it is about the difference between a sissy l4 engine Pony car and a big V8 God's Sect muscle car.

When Gao Li came here, he seemed to be at the entrance of the film academy. Luxury cars competed for beauty, telling every observer the extraordinary life experience of the passenger. And Gao Li's donkey cart seemed to have a lift of a tractor inserted into these luxury cars. A sense of pleasure like a diesel punk arises naturally.

There was a special person coming to greet the lake, pulling the donkey cart aside, drinking water, and giving the fodder. Although there was a little doubt in my eyes, no one dared to fart for the sake of the jade-faced ghost.

A small boat sent Gao Li and the jade-faced ghost to the island in the middle of the lake. Ling Long and Gao Li sat inside, and a boatman rowed the oars behind.

While sitting, Gao Li suddenly said to Ling Long: "A master like you should stand at the bow of the boat, stand with your hands behind your back, and look up at the sky."

Ling Long was puzzled: "Why?"

Gao Li said: "Only in this way can you show that you are a strong man."

Ling Long said: "But I am not a strong man. There is also the supreme above me and the martial arts like a god. I am not strong."

Gao Li said: "For sure, really, go and try it and feel it."

Ling Long stood up with doubt, came to the bow of the boat, and stood with his hands behind his back.

"Close your eyes and don't look. Listen quietly and realize the wind, water, and that feeling." Gao Li said nonsense.

This is what is called the feeling of a foreigner.

The light boat was paddling with water, and the lake water in the morning was covered with smoke, like a boating cloud. The water waves rippled, the ripples dispersed, gradually disappearing in the distance of the lake. Several yellow duckweeds were dancing with the waves, and the fish chased and hid under the duckweed. In a vague way, Ling Long actually realized such a slight detachment. It seemed that something was being born in her heart, but she couldn't say it.

Ling Long didn't know, but Gao Li knew. In Gao Li's eyes, all the true qi in Ling Long's body was running in an extremely powerful way, as if someone was driving them away from behind. But just after she stood there for a while, the true qi actually calmed down. In a faint, some small cyclones actually formed around her three seas of air.

Gao Li had seen these cyclones, which were around the qi sea of ​​the supreme power!

What is this jade-faced ghost? How can it be so strong? I just let her stand on the bow of the boat and pretend to be the state of a foreigner. How can you really become a foreigner?

Gao Li watched others standing there to improve his cultivation. When he recalled that he could not improve his cultivation even if he had a cheat, he couldn't help but feel sad from his heart for a moment, tears filled his eyes and he was confused.

However, Ling Long was also wondering in her heart: Gao Li, a little thief, had only a little cultivation level, how could he understand the realm like a powerful person who was born in the world? How did he know that experiencing this realm is beneficial to her cultivation level? Although he was just standing at the bow of the boat and pounding up and down the boat, she felt another state of mind that she had never had before. You must know that if her cultivation level fails to make her so far, it is meaningless to practice hard. The most important thing is inner realm. Sometimes, an enlightenment is better than a year of hard practice!
Chapter completed!