Looking at the four seedlings that had lost their protection and were destroyed, the monks at the Si Nongyuan couldn't help but burst into tears. At that moment, they felt that their hearts were almost broken.

Not to mention Sima Xuan, even Ying Si couldn't understand why Yi Qianmo did this. Huang Liang, who was not far away, frowned slightly.

However, in the face of his questioning, Yi Qianmo replied lightly: "If the so-called grains of holy path need to grow in such a harsh environment, then what holy path can it be called?"

As soon as these words were said, the monks present were stunned, but even so, when they looked at Yi Qianmo's gaze, they no longer felt as awe as before, and they all felt that he was making trouble unreasonable!

It took a lot of time to take root and sprout, and it finally broke out from the ground. You are so good that you can break all the formation patterns in one go. At this moment, even the Shui Lingxian was a little shaky.

Sima Xuan stood up and was about to rush over to argue with Yi Qianmo, but was pulled by Zuo Fen beside him and said, "He has his own reason to do this!"

"This is ruined, what's the point!"

Instead of arguing with Yi Qianmo, he walked towards the last Shui Lingxian and said while walking, "The thing about the prodigal is really a prodigal!"

Yi Qianmo was scolded but was not angry. He understood Sima Xuan's mood. If it were him, it would probably be the case. After all, they had been looking forward to it for so long and finally planted it.

Yi Qianmo took the lead and brought them back to their original form. They were so happy that they didn't rush up and fought with Yi Qianmo.

However, just as Sima Xuan was about to take away the last Shui Lingxian to prevent Yi Qianmo from continuing to cause trouble, the heavy rain suddenly stopped and the sun shone on the ground.

The four destroyed seedlings suddenly grew new seedlings under the sunlight. Even the Shui Lingxian became more tough after experiencing this disaster, and the fruits on their ears looked crystal clear and full.

The scene of howling just now became quiet immediately. A group of monks from the Yuanyuan Court rushed up and surrounded the four seedlings.

After Sima Xuan confirmed that the seedlings were resurrected, he felt happy, but then raised his head and found that Yi Qianmo had disappeared.

Yanwang Castle!

Yi Qianmo returned home and brewed a pot of tea on his own. After a while, Sima Xuan and his group arrived. In addition to the Si Nongyuan, there were Ying Si and others.

Thinking of the scene just now, the two great ministers immediately stepped forward and bowed, saying, "We just blamed the Great Elder wrongly. Here I apologize to the Great Elder!"

Yi Qianmo nodded slightly and didn't take it seriously at all. This was the result he wanted. No matter how high his status in people's minds, when he made a "wrong", people would not blindly support him, but blame him for his mistakes. This is the atmosphere that Pangu tribe should have.

Just like when he went to Qiming Port, Yunlan asked him why, as the founder of the Pangu tribe, people did not kneel down to him, but just saluted him slightly.

The Pangu tribe he founded did not need to kneel down and worship, whether in the situation, in the heart, or in the heart. And they could do this, which is what Yi Qianmo was most pleased with.

He knew very well that there was no absolute equality in this world, but his Pangu tribe wanted to create countless equal opportunities for future generations!

As long as you are willing to work hard, as long as you want to do it, as long as you are both morally and capable, you will definitely have room and opportunity to display.

His tribe members do not need to fight for resources, nor do they need to let go of their dignity for an opportunity and beg for food from others like dogs.

They can obtain everything they want with their own abilities and virtues.

Sima Xuan had no intention of apologizing. It was Zuo Fen on the side who pushed him, and he reluctantly came up and apologized to him.

But his face was much thicker than Yi Qianmo, and he asked directly: "What the hell is going on?"

Yi Qianmo knew this, so naturally he wouldn't be angry with him, but he joked: "I haven't forgiven you yet."

"Who wants you to forgive me, don't waste time, tell us what's going on!" Sima Xuan was looking forward to Yi Qianmo's reply.

Everyone present had the same expression, and I don’t know how Yi Qianmo did it.

He didn't keep it a secret and immediately told the process.

In fact, after Yi Qianmo understood the sword intent of the stone tablet, he understood that what he really needed to plant the grains of the holy path was the intention of sentient beings.

Only those who care about sentient beings can understand the sword intent on the stone tablet, and only those who care about sentient beings can plant the remaining grains of the holy path.

Yi Qianmo could only live a life of life before, because his Taoism was not enough, and he only had his Pangu tribe in his heart.

"Why do the Holy Dao Grain need to be caring for sentient beings?" Sima Xuan was confused when he heard this.

Not to mention the other monks, they were even more puzzled.

"It's very simple. The grains of the Holy Way were born in accordance with the luck of sentient beings. If you want to live, you naturally need the will of sentient beings!"

Yi Qianmo said.

After hearing this, everyone felt enlightened. At this moment, they finally realized that the grains of the Holy Way are not alive, and they are not inferior to their standards.

"What if there are no sentient beings afterwards?" asked a senior farmer.

"If one day the Holy Way grains are taken for themselves by a few monks, they will wither!" Yi Qianmo said, "If the Holy Way grains should look good, they must also be blessed by the luck of sentient beings!"

"Then why was the water spirit immortal unable to breed before?" another senior farmer asked, "Can the Holy Dao grains be bred now?"

"Also, why did you destroy the formation patterns of the Five Elements Territory? We were shocked!"

Sima Xuan said angrily.

"With the intention of sentient beings, the grains of the Holy Way can naturally be bred. As for why we need to destroy the array pattern?"

Yi Qianmo said, "I have explained that if the so-called Holy Way grains require such harsh conditions to grow, then what's the use!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ying Si was the first to understand. He laughed and said, "So that's it!"

Sima Xuan was confused, but after thinking about it carefully, he quickly understood that because the grains were born for sentient beings. If such harsh conditions were required to grow, then it was obvious that only a few monks could enjoy it. That was not the grains of sentient beings, nor the grains of the holy path.

Only after Yi Qianmo destroyed the five elements attributes, Sima Xuan suddenly thought of the scene when he was watching the growth of grains, and he finally understood the reason.

"That's the way of heaven!" Sima Xuan said, "Right!"

"Not bad!" Yi Qianmo responded, "That is the way of heaven. If it rains, it is the way of heaven. Sunrise and sunset are the way of heaven. The growth of all things is the way of heaven. Thunder falls in the sky is also the way of heaven. We self-appointed monks, going against the sky, and intercepting the glimmer of vitality between heaven and earth is also the way of heaven. But if you are self-appointed and want to act on behalf of heaven, you will be confused by the laws of heaven. In the end, the universe will inevitably be reversed, the yin and yang are imbalanced, and the five elements are chaotic, and it will inevitably lead to destruction!!!"
Chapter completed!