With Secretary Zhou's announcement, the audience was filled with joy, especially the villagers in the other seven villages, venting their emotions with all kinds of howling and shouting.

Zhang Lang stood blankly with a smile on his face. If he looked closely, he would find that his eyes were not focused.

It took a long time until Secretary Zhou finished speaking and pulled him, he came to his senses.

There was a voice in the dark before that told him to accumulate merit, but he didn't know what it was to accumulate merit.

It was not until now that I realized that the merit was to allow him to inherit the throne of the land workers.

The Land Lord is also called the God of Merit and Truth, and the merits become God.

The merits gained from building mountains and roads and building schools. Today, the harvest of vegetable greenhouses has also gained a lot of faith power. With official recognition, the conditions were finally met and the position of the god of the blessing and righteous god, that is, the position of the God of Land.

Zhang Lang looked strange and accepted the inheritance of the Land Lord. At the first time, he thought that it was not how much mana or how many magical powers he had, but it was actually the Land Lord who had a long beard, short, and very appetizing image in Journey to the West. He opened his mouth and had a small magical power.

Secretary Zhou had finished speaking. He didn't care about digesting the information in his mind and took a step forward, "Thank you Secretary Zhou, thank you for the leaders of the county party committee and county government, and for the trust of the town committee and town government for me and support for Xilong Villa!"

Zhang Lang said another word of thanks and ended his speech. After all, everyone gathered together to be happy, not to listen to the leader’s speech.

After Zhang Lang inherited the throne, he could clearly feel the emotions of the villagers below.

It was a feeling of both joy and a little sadness and reluctance.

"From tomorrow, we all belong to the same village. Now is the last chance. Let's see which village has the best program! Who will come first?" Zhang Lang shouted loudly.

"Uncle Wolf comes first!"

"A wolf cub!"

"Master Wolf, sing one for everyone!"

As soon as Zhang Lang finished speaking, there were a lot of cheers in the audience. Even Secretary Zhou and Director Tong followed everyone and shouted to ask Zhang Lang to perform a show.

"Okay! Since everyone is so enthusiastic, I will sing a small song!" Zhang Lang readily agreed to everyone's request.

He originally wanted to adjust everyone's emotions to prevent everyone from immersing in the reluctance and sadness that continued to spread and causing unnecessary trouble.

"Cough...cough!" Zhang Lang cleared his throat.

"My hometown, hey! I live in this village.

I am a native of this village.

Don’t look at the fact that the village is not very big, there are mountains, water and forests!

Neighbors and villagers are very harmonious, and the old and young men are more sociable!

There have been many things happening in the village.

Looking back, that's a special joke!

If you are interested, friends!

I will lead you to know...know the people in our village.

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Zhang Lang's voice was strong, and he unknowingly brought the magic power he had just obtained and didn't know how to use it.

The song with magic power is even more infectious, bringing everyone into the beautiful rural scenery depicted in the song.

The villagers are harmonious, with mountains, water and forests. Isn’t this the song about our own village?

The audience was silent, and they all forgot the reluctance and sadness brought by the relocation of the village, and were immersed in the world of singing.

It took a long time before everyone woke up from the singing.

"Uncle Wolf, do it again!"

"Sing again by Master Wolf!"

"Wolf cubs sing it again!"

The awakened villagers were unhappy and shouted to ask Zhang Lang to sing it again. They were full of nostalgia for the world depicted in the song.

Zhang Lang had no choice but to sing it again before he comforted everyone.

The next bonfire party became a bit terrible.

Although the subsequent programs are also good, at least Zhang Lang feels good.

However, with the singing in front of Zhang Lang, no matter the performers or the villagers watching the audience behind him, they were interested.

The party had to end hastily and start drinking and having a meal.

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After the dinner party, Zhang Lang sent Secretary Zhou and others back to the guest room, but he stayed in the big mansion without returning to the Taoist temple.

His mind is now in a mess, and the information suddenly pops up in his mind needs to be carefully sorted out.

The God of Land Lord sounded very awesome. After Zhang Lang clarified the information in his mind, he realized that he was thinking too much.

It's really as mentioned in Journey to the West, "The little god's magic power is low."

What is calling the wind and rain, moving mountains and seas is still a myth for the god Tudigong, the grassroots god.

The Land Lord controls the land and water in one place and protects the safety of the other. This is true, but it only takes him to refine the land under his jurisdiction with magic power.

Even after refining, it can only slightly affect the growth of animals and plants.

Once a ghost or a monster appears in the jurisdiction, he will be powerless. All he can do is to react to the upper realm, and then the specialty store gods will be responsible for handling it.

After sorting out the information in his mind, Zhang Lang couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was no different from the village chief director in the mortal world.

In the past century, the Immortal and Mortal Passage has been closed, and his Land Lord has become the last Land Lord to stay in the mortal world. His superiors and the City God have been hanging in the air for hundreds of years.

If there is something really weird, he has no place to report it even if he wants to report it.

In the end, Zhang Lang discovered that what he, the Land Lord, could do now was to slightly affect the growth of animals and plants.

Control and view what happened on the refined land, which is similar to the monitoring system in later generations.

No, it’s better to monitor the system. The monitoring system can view what happened in the past, and it can only view what is happening.

After calming down my mood and comforting myself, it is good to affect the growth of animals and plants.

At least it is a good thing for him to develop vegetable greenhouses and farms.

A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. No longer tangled with the low power of mana, Zhang Lang began to refine the land.

The scope of land he controls needs to be recognized by the mortal world, otherwise it will be illegally possessed. At the least, it will be backfired by the land, and at the worst, it will be punished by heaven and abolished the throne.

I had nothing to say all night, and when the rooster crowed, I had just refined more than two square meters of land.

After checking the refining progress, Zhang Lang shook his head in disappointment. He really deserves to be of low magic power.

I have to find a way to increase my magic power. According to the information in my mind, the magic power of the Tudigong is not obtained through cultivation, but is linked to faith and merit.

To improve mana, you need to collect faith and accumulate merit.

As for how to collect faith, Zhang Lang couldn't figure it out for a while. He could ask the teacher for a while.

Both Taoist temples and temples are used to collect faith.

After walking out of the room and coming to the yard, Zhang Lang habitually started to do morning classes.

After the morning class, Secretary Zhou, Director Tong and others also got up and came to the yard to exercise their hands and feet.

After breakfast, Zhang Lang brought Secretary Zhou, Director Tong and others to Heishui River.

After work is over, the next time is time to relax.

The snow in the mountains is too thick, and it is a bit too dangerous to bring a group of laymen into the mountains.
Chapter completed!