The intermediate greening range is a greening area of ​​100 kilometers in radius. You can get intermediate rewards after completing greening;

The complete greening range is the entire Tarila Desert, and you can get the final reward for completing greening."

Fang Zheng suddenly became interested when he heard the task. When he heard the task content, he laughed dryly: "You really treat me as a Buddha... This is a pure desert. You want nothing but desert. Do you want me to green it? You find a wife for it, and I may be able to work hard."

Boom!

A ray of thunder slammed on Fang Zheng's head, and a wisp of blue smoke spread out with a smell of meat.

"Ding! The Buddha asked, you will be the Buddha who will ask for it. If you curse people, you will be struck by lightning if you involve pornography."

"Buddha? I am Amitabha..." Fang Zheng said depressedly.

The system was in chaos. Obviously, he really couldn't figure out what Fang Zheng meant.

"The meat smells like, where is the meat?!"

In an instant, the salted fish came with a cane, and the lone wolf was even more like a wolf.

When they saw the monk standing in the yard, black and ill-looking monk, the two guys braked at the same time, then looked up at the sky and turned around, looking like I had never been there, I didn't know, I was ready to leave.

"You two." Fang Zheng spoke.

A wolf and a salted fish stopped immediately.

Fang Zhengdao: "Go out with me and have a look."

Fang Zheng walked out of Yizhi Temple with the lone wolf and the salted fish. He had checked before. There was black soil within 500 meters around Yizhi Temple, and there was only rolling yellow sand five hundred meters away.

In other words, the place where he can cultivate directly is not big...

"Master, what are you looking at?" the monkey walked over and asked curiously.

Fang Zheng pointed to the yellow sand in front of him and said, "I plan to green them all!"

"Don't think about it, you can't do it, give up." Xianyu replied directly.

The lone wolf looked at the salted fish in confusion: "Why?"

The salted fish rolled her eyes and said, "Are you stupid? You can't even tell? The species are different! How green? Is the master going to lie there every day for push-ups?"

Bang!

Fang Zheng kicked over and kicked the salted fish out directly.

Looking at the rolling yellow sand, he fell into deep thought.

Although he complained to the system that this was impossible, he was just complaining. His tenacity in his bones made him not easily admit defeat!

Looking at the rolling yellow sand in the distance, Fang Zheng saw the long-dead Zen Master Yiqi.

Under the setting sun, one finger on the mountain.

The Zen Master Yizhi held Xiao Fangzheng's hand and looked at the wasteland in front of him and said, "Fangzheng, this is the field of our Yizhi Temple. In the future, we will rely on it if we have food to eat."

Fang Zheng looked at the long-deserted field and said, "Master, can you farm here? And you only have one finger, how can you farm?"

The Zen Master Yizhi smiled and gently stroked Fang Zheng's little head, but his eyes were firm and said: "Fang Zheng, remember, there are only things you think you can't do in this world, and there are no things you really can't do! What's wrong with a finger? You can tie it to your arm, and you can still turn the ground!

What's wrong with slowing down?

Can I turn over the ground I have turned over by myself?

Persevere, there is no endless land to go through!”

Time flies, and that year Fang Zheng ate the sweet potato cakes he always wanted to eat, and the sweet potatoes were made by his own...

"A finger is fine. I have a healthy limbs and a group of disciples. What can I do? The master said that as long as there is water, crops can grow. I collect bitter springs and cannot green a desert?"

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, and he clenched his fists and said, "Disciples, let's green the desert starting today!"

"Green desert!" the monkey shouted, the lone wolf obviously didn't understand what greening meant, and was thinking about something with a dog's head tilted.

In the distance, the salted fish was also shouting: "Green it!" Bang!

A washbasin slapped his face...

Red Boy shouted: "Master, you have to have seeds in the green desert, right? Are we poor now?"

Fang Zheng looked at the crystal rice seeds in his hand and asked him to use the crystal rice seeds for experiments. He was reluctant to let him go, so the seeds are really a problem...

At this moment, Fang Zheng suddenly remembered that today seemed to be the sixteenth lunar calendar!

Then Fang Zheng looked at the sky and smiled and said, "Disciples, I will perform a magic trick for you tonight... to become a great desert!"

...

"Water...water!" Outside Fangtang Village, the mud monkey staggered into the village, rushed into someone's house casually, scooped up the water and drank it. After drinking it, she sat on the ground and gasped heavily.

Looking at everything in front of him, he burst into tears: "I'm finally back, it's so scary!"

His crying immediately attracted everyone around him.

"Milt Monkey, have you been sending coal? Why have you been there for so long?" someone asked.

"Must Monkey, why are you crying? Where are you car?"

Listening to everyone's inquiries, the mud monkey wiped his tears and said, "The car is in the desert. That monk is not a human, a ghost, a ghost!"

"Ghost? What a joke, what era is it? Are there people who believe in ghosts and gods?"

At this time, an off-road vehicle drove into the village, and a woman got out of the car. She was tall, wearing a pair of sunglasses and wearing a field training uniform. She actually had a strange beauty, especially her legs, which looked particularly long.

The woman had a camera hanging around her neck, and she looked like a reporter.

A young man also got out of the co-pilot and whispered: "Sister Jing Yan, let's not participate in this kind of thing...

Have you forgotten how we were sent here?"

Jing Yan blushed and said, "I was right last time, either? Nowadays, monks are eating all over the mouth and are still slapped to beg for alms. Where did they get their faces? When I met them, I must dig out their background and expose them to make people all over the world wary."

The man cried and said, "The problem is, that's a fake monk! If you didn't figure it out, you exposed it. As a result, you successfully became a hot search, which attracted countless netizens to blast the real monk online, causing many temples to be scolded. "

Jing Yan said: "Then I am not wrong, right? At least I have caught some fake monks, and it can also alert the world to this new scam. I wonder how many people have been saved..."

The man smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, you are right, but those monks don't think so. Haven't you answered enough of the overwhelming lawyer's letter?

In order to calm their anger, the superiors threw us into this place where birds do not shit, saying that they would shoot desert news. I'm so mad... Where did the news come from this broken place?

Sister Jing Yan, listen to my advice, let’s stop this time, take two photos, and then wait for the notification above to forget.
Chapter completed!