"Back then, there was a Ruomu tree in Baoyuan. Unfortunately, before he could become a great man, the old saint met with great disaster."
Chang Le looked at the Ruo Mu Zhizhong in his hand and felt inspired.
"Little saint, have you ever heard of the name Jiuyou?"
"Um."
I’ve already heard this name, Jiuyou Burning God Yinhuo, Jiuyou Lu.
"In the Taoist Scriptures, nine is the number of extremes, symbolizing the extremes of numbers. The so-called Jiuyou refers to a place of extreme secludedness." Changle said.
"It is said that the Nine Netherworld is ethereal and unpredictable, and people have spirits after death. Their destination is the Nine Netherworld."
After death, people become ghosts. Some ghosts remain in the world, but some people have no ghosts after death. It is said that they all return to Jiuyou.
Of course, some of these rumors have prototypes. For example, the people of Middle-earth believe that after death, the soul will return to Mount Tai.
Because there was a powerful Lord of Taishan Mansion who established Netherworld.
Another example is that there are rumors that people's souls will return to Beimang after death. This is correct, because Beimang Ghost Ancestor is indeed attracting the souls of the dead.
All in all, many passes come out of nowhere and happen for a reason.
"It is said that the Nine Netherworld is very deep underground, and there is a spiritual tree in the Nine Netherworld that connects the heaven and the earth. That is Ruomu. However, I once heard the old sage mention that the Nine Netherworld may not be within this world. It should be It’s another world.”
"The old sage once said that if a tree is a spiritual root born between heaven and earth, it has three wonderful benefits: one is to nourish the soul, the other is to preserve the tranquility, and the third is to return to life."
"The so-called soul nourishing means that if ordinary ghosts can live around Ruo Mu, their souls can be nourished and their life span can be extended."
"The so-called cunyou means that Ruomu can attract the souls of the dead and invite the ghosts to live there. Although the Ruomu tree in the spiritual garden did not become a talent, it still gathered a ghost country."
"And rebirth means that Ruomu has the magical power to reverse life and death and bring the dead back to life."
Changle sighed quietly: "Although that Ruomu tree didn't become useful back then, I have already seen the first two magical powers."
He looked at Su Che and said: "I still remember hearing the old sage say that in order to establish the six paths of reincarnation in Buddhism, several Buddhas traveled across the void and found a mature Ruomu tree from another world, hoping that it could bring about rebirth. It’s true.”
This Zhongyuan.
After listening to Changle's description, Su Che probably knew that Zhongyuan's reward was really beneficial at no cost.
If he wants to establish heaven and earth, he will definitely need such a spiritual root. He also has Qingdi Baoyuan in his hands, so he is really the best tool to be responsible for cultivating this Ruomu.
"How long does it take to cultivate this thing?"
"If it has five to six hundred years, it should be able to be used. But if it is mature, it will probably take two to three thousand years."
"Then you plant it first."
Su Che handed the Ruomu seed to Changle.
Two or three thousand years, this is really for Zhongyuan Zhong. Next time you see him, you should pay for the rent.
"Ruomu was planted in the spiritual garden, and the weeds of the little saint..."
Suche thought for a while and then realized that the weeds in Changle's mouth should be the grains he gave him.
"You should collect those seeds and save them. I will have some use for them in the future."
Suche clapped his hands.
"It all depends on you."
"It is my duty to serve the Saint."
"Give that head to Huang Kou. Just say it's a task for him and ask him to find a way to pry open that thing's mouth."
Beimang Burial Swordsman is a fifth-grade sword cultivator. Even when the Vajra Yacha was at its peak, he was no match for him, let alone in the Qingdi Treasure Garden.
Su Che raised the mirage of the owl kissing ring, carefully hid it, and left the Qingdi Baoyuan.
At this time, the sun was already high outside.
A red sun hung high in the sky, and the streets of Tianan County were bustling with people again.
Suche lurked in the busy streets.
Tongde Building.
Suche looked at the inn not far away. Tianan County is really undercurrent.
The demon is running amok, and the black-clad Vajra Yaksa is blocking the road. It really made Suche have to suspect that there was a pair of invisible hands threading the needle behind all this.
What fun.
Su Che walked along the streets and alleys in the direction of Tian'an County Town God's Temple.
This revered god on earth must have noticed something more.
The City God's Temple is often the most lively place in a place, and Tian'an County is no exception. Outside the City God's Temple there are vendors selling all kinds of goods, of course the most popular ones are yellow watch incense candles and the like.
Suche walked around and stopped in front of an incense and candle shop.
"Is there any yellow paper?"
"Hey, sir, do you want to write a yellow form?" The shopkeeper pointed to the yellow paper on the stall: "There are ones from Jiangzhou and Yangzhou. I don't know which one you want, sir."
"Do you have any explanation?"
"If you are looking for money, Jiangzhou is better. If you are looking for high school, Yangzhou is better."
Suche smiled when he heard this.
Whether it's asking for money or seeking high school exams, it's beyond the City God's ability, and it's a shame that the boss can come up with so many ideas.
"Sir, don't laugh, there is real knowledge here. Why do you use Jiangzhou paper to ask for money? Because you have to go north and south to do business. After passing our Cizhou, there are Yangzhou and Jiangzhou. The respect in Yangzhou God is a neighbor to our City God, and we are familiar with each other. But after all, Jiangzhou is far away, and it is easier to deal with them using their paper."
"When all the scholars in the world want to go to high school and become officials, they have to take the Jiankang exam. Where is Jiankang? It is the ground of Yangzhou. There are only a few places. The city gods from all over the country must go to say hello and use their Yangzhou paper. It’s also a way of showing respect.”
"Been taught a lesson."
Suche looked at the shopkeeper and said, "Give me one made in Yangzhou. I'm looking for a career this time."
"okay."
The shopkeeper took a piece of yellow paper, showed off his cleverness, and sold Suche some scented candles.
"Does our Chenghuang Temple have a gentleman who can write yellow forms on his behalf?"
Suche paid and then asked.
The so-called yellow form is to write a message of respect to the gods on yellow paper. It has a certain format. Write your appeals and worries together and give it to the gods to read and deal with it.
Because this job has a certain technical nature, many temples have men who write pornographic forms on their behalf, and they also run businesses such as fortune telling and ghost hunting.
These gentlemen are either scholars or practitioners, and generally have both identities in common.
"There used to be many, but now there is only one Mr. Ye left."
The vendor pointed to the other side: "Here, that's the one."
There was a square table with a "iron-cut straight" banner hanging next to it. Sitting there was an old gentleman with a fairy-like manner, holding a bowl of cold noodles and chewing hard.
Good.
Suche thanked the stall owner, walked to the iron gate, and said something respectfully.
"Mr. Ye."
"Um?"
Ye Tiekou put down the noodle bowl in his hand: "Come to tell your fortune, wealth or marriage?"
"No, sir, please help me pray."
Suche unfolded the yellow paper and said, "I would like to ask sir to help me write a yellow form."
"Young Master looks unfamiliar, is he a stranger? Why are you praying for blessings?"
"That's right."
Suche pulled over a bench and sat down next to him.
"I came from Jiankang because my mother was feeling a little unwell the past few days."
"Looking at the young master's face, he should be from a good family. It's no problem. The madam should only be suffering from minor disasters and illnesses."
Either they say they are professionals, Su Che nodded secretly, and said a few words specifically to make you feel comfortable.
"As people get older, they have more worries. I have an aunt who married in our Tian'an County. She has passed away. My mother-in-law is always the best in the boudoir. She thought of that aunt and only said that she did not marry well. I suffered a lot while I was alive.”
"So I was specially asked to go to the Chenghuang Temple to write a yellow seal for her and pray for her. Secondly, he asked me to find my cousin. I heard that he had not lived a good life and suffered a lot. Now, Work as a watchman in the county."
The gentleman frowned.
"The old lady is really kind-hearted. I know all the watchmen in Tian'an County. I wonder who the young master's cousin is? What's his name, and what is his appearance?"
"Alas, an appearance can make a difference. I have only met that cousin a few times. He is now in his forties or fifties, and he has always lived alone and unmarried..."
Su Che briefly described Qin Gengfu's appearance.
"That's Lao Qin."
The gentleman slapped him in the face.
"Either it's fate, Lao Qin just left."
"Oh, what is my cousin doing here?"
"He asked me to write a yellow form for blessing, and then he went home."
"You also wrote a yellow form asking for blessings?"
"Yeah, maybe it's fate. He didn't buy anything else, but bought a piece of yellow paper and asked me to write a yellow form for blessing."
Just praying? This old man took the money and didn't do anything.
"What a fate. Sir, where does my cousin live now?" Su Che put the incense paper aside, took a lot of copper coins from his sleeve and put it on the table: "My little brother has a lot of things at home, please sir. Let me tell you where my cousin lives. As for the yellow watch and incense candles, please help me worship the gods."
Mr. Tiekou took a careful look at the table and saw that they were all yellow copper coins instead of iron coins.
"It's easy to say, it's easy to say. The old lady is kind-hearted and the young master is filial. He lives in Shanmingfang. As soon as you enter the square gate, the fifth house on the left with the big locust tree is his home..."
The gentleman told Su Che about Qin Gengfu's residence.
"Thank you sir."
Suche hugged his fists.
I originally wanted to meet the City God for a while, but I still had to capture Lao Qin and handle the matter for me.
This old man was quite a sentimental person. He actually went to the Chenghuang Temple and wrote a yellow form to pray for his blessings. This was clearly to excuse himself.
Su Che thought about the black energy above Lao Qin's head. Such evil spirits could not be contracted by a few zombie demons.
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