Common Prosperity 4

The cultivators of the Eastern Territory began to suffer from bad luck.

Their lord, woo woo woo, suddenly felt as if he had been injected with chicken blood, summoning them to the square in front of the bamboo building every day...

It can be regarded as a square, but it is actually an open space for them to practice exercises.

Dangling in front of them with a small cane whip every day.

The master saw that they were extremely displeasing to the eye, and sometimes used image symbols to record their training scenes, and threatened to bring them to Mingzhou, Cangzhou, Shenzhou, for the appreciation of their juniors.

Appreciate how the ancestors of their family ascended to the sanctuary, how they started the life of salted fish.

Woohoo...

Master is so wicked!

Is she as foolish as this!

The master did this, which made the Eastern Region cultivators heartbroken.

After five consecutive days of extra exercises, a cultivator from the Eastern Region began to slander: "Master, you practice our Eastern Region cultivators every day, saying that you will let us reclaim wasteland together in the future, and you must train your physical fitness well first." .”

"But we feel that since you are the master of our entire sanctuary, no matter whether it's east, west, north or south, we should actually treat everyone equally, right?"

"Yes, yes, what Brother Zhang said is very reasonable."

He Weiping twitched the corners of his mouth, and said seriously, "I also think what this brother Zhang said is reasonable. Master, since our future goal is to be prosperous together! First of all, we have to unify the pace of training , are you right?"

Everyone nodded one after another, looking at Mr. Qiao Qiao with their shining dog eyes, and clapped their hands together, "Master, please order that people from the other three regions be transferred to do more work together!"

Hehe, the so-called solitary enjoyment is not as good as the crowd!

It doesn't make sense to let the brothers and sisters in the Eastern Territory live such a miserable life.

Qiao Mu thought the same, and waved his hand to issue another order: Order the cultivators of the other three regions to gather in the square in front of the bamboo building at tomorrow's hour!

The bleak life mode of the Sanctuary brothers is on!

The little master sent people to supervise their practice every day, and led a group of people to reclaim wasteland when they were free.

However, what made everyone the happiest was that the first piece of wasteland reclaimed in front of the bamboo building, under the cultivation of holy soil and holy water, gradually became effective.

A month later, almost every household in the Eastern Territory built bamboo houses and lived a life of peace and contentment.

Mo Baobao has nothing to do every day, is sent to school by his father, and spends his days with a group of young children without love.

On this day, the children packed up their things and walked home after school.

Suddenly someone pulled it.

Mo Baobao glanced back, and suddenly turned around.

Raising his small fist, he punched the visitor in the face.

"Hey." The man fell to the ground, clutching his nose and exclaiming in pain, "You little brat, why did you hit someone with your hands?"

Mr. Guangguang was carrying Baby Mo's schoolbag, and was rushing over from behind. When he saw someone lying on the ground, his little face immediately darkened, "Mother said, those who love to lie on the ground, most likely want to touch porcelain." of."

"That's right." Mo Baobao gave him a vigilant look, "Grandpa, you have nothing to hide behind me and sneak around, do you want to trick me?"

The old man stood up with his back bent and rolled his eyes angrily, "Young master, you don't know good people. I have a copy of the secret book of talismans here, which will never be passed on! I guarantee that you will learn it after reading it, and you will learn it after learning it." The world is invincible."

"Hahaha." Mo Baobao couldn't help laughing.