Chapter 1852: Four hundred thirty

Chapter 1852, Chapter 430: Change
Tang Luo didn't know the sigh in the old master's heart, but just a mind expressing his opinions, and as the conversation deepened and advanced, he quickly reached the core.
"In the beginning, there was almost no difference in the qualifications of the Xihe human race, but now that there is no difference in qualifications, it is a lie.
There are talents from holy places, sects, and aristocratic families, but it is hard to find a talented person among the poor and ordinary people. The younger generation thinks that the root cause is in one word! "
Sitting cross-legged, the man with the momentum of a tiger and a dragon stretched out a finger, his tone of voice contained a powerful spirit, and what came to him seemed to be the truth.
The old man in the flower jacket has been alive for too long, and this so-called breathtaking is seen too much, so he still has that indispensable expression, and the enthusiasm is not even as much as when he smelled peanut butter earlier.
Picking up the small hip flask on the stump table, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Tang Luo and said, "What the baby wants to say, is it a word?"
"You know?"
Tang Luo with his index finger upright was a little surprised.
As a human being in two lives, if it hadn't been washed by the information of the previous life, he might not have been able to understand this level only by seeing and hearing in this life.
And he was surprised that the legendary old master who had been holding the sacred tree of the parasol tree and was unwilling to step on his legs unexpectedly uttered his core argument.
Looking at Tang Luo's somewhat surprised expression, the old man in the flower jacket didn't have any emotional ups and downs. He just said in a tone that is unique to old people, weak and slow, "Smelly baby, I don't want to think about it. Less than this level, why can Xihe’s fields yield thousands of catties per mu? How can the herdsmen in Longzhou breed such excellent meat seeds? Are these techniques born?"
Ordinary people listen to what others say, and what they say is what others say; smart people listen to what others say, but what they don’t say.
From the words of the old master, you can actually hear a lot of Nishiga's secrets.
For example, why is Xihe's science and technology tree so crooked? All the five elements and eight kinds of science and technology trees grow sluggish, but the techniques of farming and animal husbandry are so brilliant.
Tang Luo once thought it was a clan design, but later it was wrong to think about it.
After all, clans compete for names. If it is a clan creation method, then future generations should hear its name.
If it weren't for clan studies, merchants would be even more impossible, because merchants were chasing profits and wished that the world was full of people who could not eat enough. Even if such techniques were developed, they did not share the reasons that Quan Xihe knew.
Thinking about it this way, the force behind this is really a holy land like Royal Beast Sect.
It's normal to think about it. The Three Holy Lands in Central Continent are like the iron triangle. There must be an internal reason for cooperation for a thousand years.
Shenting is strong in smelting the ground, strong in theocratic politics.
And if the Royal Beast Sect was only raising spirit beasts, it would be completely meaningless for a behemoth like Shenting.
It's as if the two are cooperating and it is impossible to bring a waste. According to Shenting's usual practice, if the Royal Beast Sect had no core value, the two would not be together today.
Thinking about these layers, Tang Luo was not worried but happy.
To be honest, he cut in from eating, just wanting to impress the old master in front of him.
But to move this matter, I am most afraid of talents running into soldiers. If you are indifferent to the truth, then the truth itself is meaningless.
But now it seems that the Royal Beast Sect can not only understand the truth, but also practice it.
Sure enough, this group of sacred places that dominate Xihe, although there are various problems, but on the whole are reliable.
Otherwise, based on the background of these sacred places, Nishiga would not be able to maintain the peace of the millennium.
And this is also the basis for Tang Luo's confidence to push Nishiga to the next stage.
"The younger generation preceded the Xihe human race and thanked the Royal Beast Sect for the generosity."
Tang Luo got up, and then respectfully saluted the old man in flower jacket.
Longzhou is deserted, this is something that the whole Xihe knows, there are many hills and plains, let alone farming.
But in such a remote place, farming and animal husbandry are not backward, so that the people who have used more than ten cents, even tenths of the cultivated land of other continents to feed the people, this kind of grace is bestowed by the Royal Beast Sect.
And Tang Luo understood better that if the Royal Beast Sect's actions in Longzhou weren't for the old man nodded in front of him, then no matter what kind of thought it was, it would be nothing but nothing.
Therefore, as a native of Longzhou, this ceremony cannot be overstated.
And the old master was also happy, because he had never thought that since the meeting, there would be no unparalleled king who would actually respect himself because the royal beast sect had fed sentient beings.
‘This doll is a little different from the one I’ve seen before. ’
Tang Luo felt much pleasing to the eyes of the old master who was glad to receive the next gift.
After Tang Luo finished the salute, instead of sitting down cross-legged, he joined the two thick legs like Tianzhu together, kneeled down like a junior, and continued to the old master wearing a flower jacket: "Since the old man has already Knowing the importance of eating to the martial artist, then the younger generation will say something that the older generation does not know!"
"Or about eating?"
"It's still about eating!"
"Let's talk about the baby."
The old man reached into the flower jacket, took out the sealed jar of peanut butter and put it on the tree stump, and opened the lid.
The strong peanut scent overflowed the entire space at once, and Tang Luo, who was about to talk, subconsciously pushed his fingers into the jar.
"Eh eh eh!"
The old man who had already made up his mind to share the peanut butter saw Tang Luo's fingers and regretted it again, and said distressed: "Just stick a little bit, the stinky baby's fingers are as thick as a stick, what's the matter with it!"
Listening to the old man’s warning about being stingy, Tang Luo smiled and pulled out the fingers that were in the two knuckles, and coaxed in harmony: "Senior eats, juniors will taste~"
"It's almost the same!"
The old master nodded in satisfaction, and moved the peanut butter porcelain jar to himself until the fat belly of the jar touched the edge of the stump, then he turned his attention to Tang Luo again and said: "The baby can talk!"
"That junior said it."
I don't know if it is because of the old master's eyes under the plane tree.
Tang Luo, who had no interest in peanuts, felt that the sauce on his fingertips was too mellow. After licking it cleanly, he began to tell: "The old lord should know that Xihe’s spiritual power is brought by the monster clan. , And the so-called bloodline talent of the Human Race was only available after the appearance of the Demon Race."
"The doll has some knowledge."
The old master nodded and said: "This is also a fact that the Wu Shengshan later researched, and the results are only shared by a few holy sites. It is not easy for the baby to know."
"The predecessors are absurdly praised. In fact, as long as you are familiar with the history of this kind of fact, it is not difficult to guess. What the younger generation wants to say is the origin of these blood abilities of the human race!"
Tang Luo didn't entangle with Wu Shengshan's research, but went directly to the topic.
(End of this chapter)