The market in the Zhiwen tribe was very lively with people coming and going.
There was a figure wearing a bamboo hat and a black robe. He approached the passers-by furtively and said furtively: "Fellow, do you want a scripture?"
"Huh?" The passerby looked wary and confused.
The man in the bamboo hat half opened his black robe, revealing a dazzling array of Buddhist scriptures hanging in his pocket. "The orthodox descendant of Sanbaoshan, you can choose from thirty scriptures handwritten by young Buddhist monks. How about getting one? Regularly recite it to accumulate virtue, which guarantees that you will be profound in Buddhism and achieve success in practice."
Passers-by took a step back and shouted: "Someone is preaching hypocrisy, don't let him get away!"
But before the words could be spoken, the man in the hat had already disappeared.
In another corner of the market, a man in a bamboo hat came out again and stopped someone. This time he changed the incision: "Hello, do you want to go to Paradise?"
"What is Elysium?"
"A world where you don't have to work, study, or suffer, just eat, drink and have fun every day."
"How to get there?"
"Take refuge in my Buddha, strengthen your faith, and you can go there after you die... Hey, how do you do it-"
In front of the increasingly large pursuit team, Jingli ran out to the Plague Department in disgrace.
He really couldn't figure out what went wrong.
The task assigned to him by his junior brother was to promote Buddhism in the floating land world. Take a corner in the Shinto beliefs of this world in advance so as to catch Ao Kui’s movements in belief in time.
As the saying goes, "The cicada wakes up before the autumn wind moves."
But for such a simple matter as promoting Buddhism, he casually recited sutras near Xuankong Temple, and countless believers gathered around him... Why is it so difficult to do it in Fulu?
He copied and delivered sutras, prayed for blessings and consecrations, and provided pick-up and drop-off services to the Paradise of Paradise. None of this was possible! After being out for so long, I don’t have a single good believer. How can I explain this to my junior brother?
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"Lost it!? Before I left, I asked you to stay alive and guard the temple. Is this how you tell me?!"
In the water temple of the Purifying Water Department, Ching Shui Chengyan was furious.
The boy standing opposite him was submissive and apologized profusely.
As a close disciple of Qingshui Chengyan, if nothing unexpected happens, this boy will be the next Wu Zhu of Qingshui Department. Looking at his expressions, movements, and postures, they are all serious and clear, showing his true feelings, which shows that he is talented.
Jihuo Yuxiu tilted her head and looked at him, and was about to say something when Mr. Linchuan rubbed her hair.
But I saw Mr. Linchuan smile warmly: "It doesn't matter, just bring the rest of the research materials. How can a person not make mistakes in this life?"
Qingshui Chengyan was about to teach his disciple a few words, but when he saw Mr. Linchuan's half-smiling eyes, he choked and stood up hurriedly and said, "I'll go get it myself."
In the lobby of the tall water temple, Jiang Wangning sat calmly in the guest seat, Ji Huo Yuxiu's wheelchair was beside him, and Lin Xian stood behind him.
The future Wu Zhu of the Purification Department - a boy of about eleven or twelve years old, was kneeling in the center of the ancestral hall with his head lowered.
Looking out from here, you can see the square outside, where a statue of an ice-crystal goddess stands.
"Okay, your master is gone, don't kneel down." Jiang Wang raised his hand and used his own invisible strength to lift the boy up.
"Hey." He glanced at the little boy and pointed to the statue of the goddess in the square outside: "What is this statue? Don't you guys not believe in God?"
"This is not a god." The little boy said very seriously: "This is the incarnation of beauty, wisdom and war. It is the embodiment of the original totem that shines in the world, and its agent in the world. Its name is Feng Yao."
It can still be like this!
Jiang Wang's eyes were opened and he suddenly became enlightened.
To be precise, the Floating Land World does not believe in God, but in the narrow sense of God beyond the origin of totems. This world is the original belief.
But the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth can have their original totems, wind, thunder, and plague can have their original totems, and why can't they have beauty, wisdom, and war?
The eldest daughter of the Marquis of Destroy the City not only came into contact with the totem system of the Floating Land World, she also had a deep understanding of it and squeezed into the totem system to maximize the resources!
Looking back today, it is really open to question who was the person who gained the most in the floating land world.
Why do Jiang Wuxie, Li Fengyao, and Lei Zhanqian all walk under their real names in the outer world? Jiang Wang can now understand that this is also a manifestation of speaking out. His name is praised in all the heavens and the world, and his way is also spread. Relying solely on your own Star Tower to describe the universe will naturally be much less efficient.
He didn't understand before. In an extraterrestrial world like Floating Land with a large population and rich religious resources, using his name means acting cautiously, avoiding risks, and feeling complacent. Little did he know that when he entered the treasure mountain, he lost the treasure. Of course, this was not because he was not smart enough, but simply because of the gap in his vision that was limited by his background.
A statue of Li Fengyao is erected outside the original ancestral hall of the Ministry of Water, and a large number of people sincerely believe in it.
A few years later, beauty totems, wisdom totems, and war totems may appear in the floating land world, and corresponding tribes will be derived... How rich will such resources be.
Jiang Wang even began to design the image of a totem in his mind - the beautiful totem could be the abbreviation of Sister Fengyao's image. As long as she stood there, she would be extremely beautiful. The totem of wisdom is Sister Fengyao thinking on the throne, and the totem of war is Sister Fengyao holding her bow and killing the enemy?
Qing Shui Chengyan carried a large book box and walked to the lobby at this time. He placed it flat on the table and opened the lid to show Jiang Wang: "Sir, please see, here are all the records of You Tian's work done by the Water Purification Department for many years." Research. Now worship them all.”
The box is filled with piles of manuscripts, densely packed with floating characters, and filled with the fragrance of ink.
Jiang Wang lowered his head and said in greeting: "Thank you very much. The demon dragon was punished with part of the power contributed by the Water Purification Department."
Lin Xian stepped forward and put away the book box. The hatchet hung on his waist was not sharp, but thick and clumsy. He seemed as blunt as his hatchet, but had a more solid sense of strength.
"Mr. Linchuan is too polite." Qingshui Chengyan stood there, considering his tone of farewell: "I know that Mr. Linchuan has a complicated matter, so I won't..."
"By the way." Jiang Wang said to himself: "I still want to ask you something."
Ching Shui Chengyan tried to use his tired stance to make visitors realize: "Please speak."
Jiang Wang seemed unaware: "Does your department have records of the details of the incident at Shengshou Mountain?"
Qingshui Chengyan looked back at the chair, and finally sat down opposite Jiang Wang, putting his hands together: "I didn't expect Mr. Linchuan to know the history of Fulu so well... The Shengshou Mountain Incident was an unsolved case back then. There are no useful clues, and naturally there is no reasonable explanation. It was like this back then, and more than a thousand years later, what record can be left? It's nothing more than 'The holy hunter broke off the mountain, the cause and effect are unknown'."
Jiang Wang nodded and said in a natural tone: "Wuzhu from your department, didn't you go to Shengshou Mountain to investigate? I heard that later... was it related to the trip to Shengshou Mountain?"
Qingshui Chengyan said: "Seven years after the collapse of Shengshou Mountain, Master Yiyuan failed and died in the process of sublimating the totem Holy Spirit. This matter is recorded in the book. I think his death has nothing to do with Shengshou Mountain. .”
Jiang Wang added: "No clues remain about the incident in the Holy Hunting Mountain. The four totem spirits who went to investigate at the first time all died within ten years. This also led to changes in the structure of their tribes. Among them The strongest Xuanfeng Division was split into eight divisions. The Earth Division and the Xiaolei Division were both severely damaged and unable to recover. Only the Pure Water Division, after a thousand years, still maintains the number one position in the Water Division... I guess it comes from something special. Where?"
The Qingtian visitor in front of him clearly understood the history of Fulu far beyond Qingshui Chengyan's imagination.
He sat there upright and said cautiously: "It's not special to say that it is special. If the Purification Department can be passed down to this day, everyone can still live a good life. If you rely on God's support, there will be endless talents. If the two people are united, the Purification Department can We all work together as one and work hard... Only in this way can we luckily not insult our ancestors."
"Speaking of ancestors." Jiang Wang said leisurely: "I remember that in the legend, the ancestor of the Water Purification Department was the first person to cleanse Yagan Lake, extract drinkable water, and turn Yagan Lake into Yagan?"
Mr. Linchuan's visit to the Water Purification Department was not a sudden move, but was well prepared!
Qingshui Chengyan had this awareness in his heart, and his tone was more humble: "The legend is true. Most of the ancestors of the thirty-six tribes of the Water Tribe are related to Yagan Lake."
But Jiang Wang did not chase after him as he thought, but changed the topic: "In that change of hometown, first there was the collapse of Yagan Lake, and then the collapse of Shengshou Mountain. Speaking of which, I know Yagan Even though the lake is the mother river of the Fulu people, it cannot be named 'holy'. Why can this holy hunting mountain have the word 'holy'?"
Qingshui Chengyan breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "In ancient legends, the earliest people lived together on Shengshou Mountain, using trees as houses and vine leaves as clothes. They drank the sweet water of Yaya, ate fish from the big lake, and picked The fruits of the holy mountain are the beasts of the hunting old forest. As they multiplied and multiplied, the population increased day by day, and later they moved to various places... We people in Floating Land are all people who came down from the mountain. So that mountain has its holy name."
After Jiang Wang listened quietly, he stood up and said, "Thank you so much, Wu Zhu, for clearing up the confusion. There's been a lot of trouble today."
Qingshui Chengyan was already prepared to be constantly questioned about the secrets of history, but he didn't expect Jiang Wang to leave immediately.
I was expecting him to leave, but now I felt a little at a loss: "Mr. Linchuan is leaving now?"
Jiang Wangxiao asked: "Wuzhu wants to keep me?"
Qingshui Chengyan shrank back: "You are busy, you are busy..."
Jiang Wang raised his foot but stopped: "Your department seems to be trying to create a totem of beauty, a totem of wisdom, and a totem of war. How about I give you some suggestions?"
Qingshui Chengyan glared at his disciple, and did not rush to deny it, but said cautiously: "Sir, just say it."
Jiang Wang raised his finger and drew up three images of Li Fengyao with the Dream Ling, and pressed them on the table: "The statue of the goddess outside is not very clear, you may wish to use this as a reference."
Qingshui Chengyan was immediately shocked: "You and Master Fengyao are..."
"We are close friends in this world, and we have always treated each other like siblings. Her younger brother is also my best friend, and he often fights dogs with me." Jiang Wang smiled: "So there is no need for Wu Zhu to be angry with her. I was so guarded."
Qingshui Chengyan said solemnly: "I have no guard against Mr. Linchuan. I am honest with my heart."
Jiang Wang smiled and waved his hand: "Just stop here, no need to see you off. If there is any news about the world-destroying dragon or magic weapon, remember to send the message in time."
Then Zhen took Lin Xian and Jihuo Yuxiu away through the air.
"Uncle Linchuan. I have something unclear." Jihuo Yuxiu asked in the wind.
Jiang Wang walked calmly, looking around the mountains and rivers, unabashedly letting the world know his presence, and said: "Speak."
Jihuo Yuxiu asked: "The information on Youtian given by Qingshui Chengyan is obviously incomplete. It is impossible for that boy to lose important information when his master is out. Why are you stopping me? Expose him?"
Jiang Wang smiled and simply asked: "Why expose it?"
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In the General's Mansion of Qinghuo Yuanchen, outside the room where the three men were interpreting the divine inscriptions of creation, a sneaky figure approached hesitantly.
"Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai..." He whispered quietly.
Bai Yuxia put down the manuscript in her hand, pushed open the door and walked out, a little confused: "What's wrong with the little holy monk?"
"Shh!" Jingli quickly told him to be silent.
After looking around for a while, he pulled Bai Yuxia to the corner, and then said mysteriously: "I want to ask you something."
Bai Yuxia straightened her clothes: "Excuse me."
"It's the one who spreads the faith of Sanbaoshan. How can he spread it?" Jingli said with a bitter face, "They won't listen no matter what I say."
Ever since Bai Yuxia encouraged him to open the restaurant business and fill his pockets, Bai Yuxia has become synonymous with resourcefulness to him. In terms of intelligence, he is only a little worse than Junior Brother Jingshen.
He swore to accept the task assigned by his junior brother. Of course, he couldn't ask his junior brother in disgrace, so he came to ask shopkeeper Bai.
"What did you say?" Bai Yuxia asked.
"I'll just tell you the truth." Jingli said: "Sanbao Mountain is the orthodox Buddhism and is the direct descendant of the World Honored One. My master is the next abbot of Xuankong Temple, I am the next abbot, my junior brother is the next one, or I am the next one. That’s fine. You must take refuge in us.”
Bai Yuxia was silent for a moment and said: "I want to ask the little holy monk a question - let alone floating on the land, are there many people who believe in Buddhism in the world?"
"There are a lot of them, they are everywhere." Jingli said matter-of-factly: "I checked next to the Xuankong Temple and found that ten out of ten believe in Buddhism."
"...The little holy monk is very strict!"
"Don't talk about this yet, junior brother will be back later. Please teach me what to do."
"This matter is actually very simple!" Bai Yuxia smiled easily: "What is the most important thing in the Buddhist teachings practiced by the little saint monk?"
"have no idea."
"have no idea?"
"I cultivate my Buddha. It doesn't matter what he says, what he says is the most important thing." Jingli said something that could be called arrogant, but his expression was normal, and his eyes were clear, without any arrogance at all.
Bai Yuxia then understood that he was not "crazy", he was "real".
This statement really has the heart of Buddha!
Bai Yuxia gave up on the temptation and decided to directly give the solution: "Let's assume it's 'karma'. You can make a shell of a karma totem, call yourself a karma witch, and send some rice, flour and eggs, and you will naturally attract people to believe in it."
"anything else?"
"that's enough."
Jingli didn't quite understand it, but he didn't doubt it. He said "oh" and went to practice it.
At this moment, Jiang Wang flew down with Jihuo Yuxiu.
When he landed, he said: "Little holy monk, don't go out yet, come with me to walk to the Holy Hunting Mountain!"
The door to the inner room opened, Xi Ming held his hands, and Lian Yuchan hung up his sword and walked out together, fully prepared for the battle.
The most important mountain in the floating land world involves the origin of the floating land human race and is also the beginning of thousands of years of drastic changes.
Ao Kui is probably hiding there!
