Looking south to Buzhou.
Some remote place.
The gurgling stream flows down from the mountains, winding through the green jungle. A village with a population of about a hundred households is built along the stream, looking quiet and peaceful.
On both sides of the road into the village, there are acres of newly opened fields, divided into squares. You can see farmers busy in the fields, children whipping whips to herd sheep, and chickens and ducks pecking in the soil. , a woman was carrying water for washing by the stream.
Mo Chengjun just came from the sky and stepped outside the village. He cast a spell on himself and moved forward as if he was transparent in everyone's eyes.
He walked through the fields, across the wooden bridge, past the village entrance, past every house, and arrived at the center of the village, in front of the largest building.
Because they moved not long ago, the houses here are all newly built, and they lack the heaviness that has been baptized by time. However, this building is different. Not only is it much grander, but more importantly, at a glance, it seems to have a mysterious feel. The aura enveloped it, especially solemn and solemn.
Mo Chengjun stood at the door, slowly raised his head, and saw a plaque with four characters written on the building - Cui Family Ancestral Hall.
Yes, this village is called 'Cuijiazhuang', and most of the villagers' surname is Cui.
This kind of village is the norm among the Kyushu people, especially now that transportation is inconvenient and official governance is unclear. People with the same surname live together in villages. It is not too normal to live in groups.
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This Cuijiazhuang is actually no different. The only thing that can be said is that the cohesion is extremely strong. After coming to Nanzhan Buzhou, there was basically no internal friction. Instead, they became a rope, built a village in the shortest time, and started to cultivate fields.
Of course, you have to ask where does this cohesion come from?
Right in front of you, the Cui Family Ancestral Hall!
Mo Chengjun nodded slightly and moved forward slowly. The door of the ancestral hall opened without wind and closed automatically after he walked in.
In the ancestral hall, he saw tributes such as grains, melons, fruits and pastries; he saw dozens of ancestor tablets stacked up one after another; he even saw the highest and most conspicuous tablet, which read, "Cui Dongshan, the ancestor of the Cui family" Souls'.
In the blink of an eye, the color of the scene in front of him changed and faded, leaving only gray and white. There was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and a majestic and square face sitting on it.
He obviously didn't notice Mo Chengjun's presence. His eyes seemed to be open and closed, and there were two puffs of white smoke like mist between his mouth and nose.
That is the power of incense and desire!
Offerings from the descendants of Cuijiazhuang!
And this figure looks like a ghost, but it doesn't have the hostility and resentment of ordinary ghosts. Instead, it has a majestic air.
This is an ancestral spirit!
Worshiping ancestors is almost an instinctive activity for the Kyushu people, especially those who have achieved great achievements and left their names in history.
The sacrifice of fellow tribesmen to seek blessings from ancestors is the most primitive incense Shinto, and it can be regarded as the origin of the genus of ghosts and gods.
Even now, ghosts and gods have been banned in Kyushu, but "ancestral worship" is not uncommon, and it cannot be stopped.
However, this kind of sacrifice is small-scale after all, and relatively speaking, the power of incense is more pure, but it cannot create the kind of powerful ghosts and gods in the cholera world.
For Mo Chengjun, there is no better experimental target for the "Creation of Gods" plan.
Up and down, front and back, he carefully observed the ancestral spirit. Mo Chengjun's eyes even flashed with a golden light. It was not until a long time later that he nodded with satisfaction.
This ancestral spirit is Cui Dongshan, the ancestor of the Cui family. It can't be regarded as a great achievement, just a third-rank official.
However, according to the inscription next to him, he was known for his "strict enforcement of the law and not fear of power."
It's just that officials who really want to put the interests of the people first cannot get away with it in the officialdom.
This person had a darkness in his sensory field and was unwilling to join in. He retired with his family and became the ancestor of the Cui family.
Due to their emphasis on back-up education, strict family tradition, and certain martial arts inheritance, their lineage did not produce many unworthy descendants. The incense has remained strong over the years, and they have cultivated this ancestral spirit.
Of course, don't think that this ancestral spirit can be that powerful.
There is no Shinto inheritance, and there is no way to control the divine power of incense. It would be good if he could understand one or two Shinto techniques such as 'dream entry', 'exorcism', 'divination', 'healing' and so on.
Of course, the greatest advantage of the ancestral spirit is that in the name of the ancestor, at least in this Cuijiazhuang, he can entrust dreams, give revelations, etc., which is extremely prestigious.
Cuijiazhuang also relied on the innate spiritual sense of the ancestral spirits to avoid many dangers, and thus became more and more loyal.
Of course, Mo Chengjun had no intention of showing up. He just squinted his eyes slightly after checking the basic situation and pointed out again.
He saw a ray of light shining from his fingertips and falling on the forehead of the ancestral spirit who was breathing incense. Cui Dongshan, who was originally concentrating on meditation, felt that the world was spinning. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in a new place.
It was above the boundless sea of golden clouds, with countless majestic Tiangong palaces hidden in it, and a magnificent and boundless Nantian Gate standing in front of you.
Before he could react, he heard a boundless and majestic sound resounding throughout the world.
"Cui Dongshan, a member of the Cui clan, has made great contributions to protecting the human race and guiding people to do good. I will give you a special reward for the book "The Art of Ascending the Gods". I hope you will continue to work hard and never forget your original intention!"
Then, a golden brilliance fell from the sky and hit him.
Cui Dongshan was naturally afraid of unknown things. He instinctively wanted to hide, but he lost control of his soul and could only watch the light fall into his forehead.
He felt his eyes light up and couldn't see anything anymore. When he regained his vision, he had returned to the familiar ancestral hall.
But just when he thought it was all an illusion, an unknown amount of information flashed in his mind.
There are methods of cultivating ghosts and gods, explanations of the power of incense and vows, and analysis of various Shinto techniques. His so-called "Dream Entering" and "Divination" are really two techniques that are not worth mentioning. That’s all.
At this moment, Cui Dongshan felt as if he had found a treasure and was ecstatic.
However, it is obvious that this "Art of Ascension" is incomplete, or in other words, it is only the first part.
He couldn't help but think of the majestic and continuous palaces and the vast and vast fairy sounds that he had just seen in the illusion.
He couldn't help but stand up and looked around slightly. He didn't see anything unusual, but he respectfully saluted in all directions and said, "Thank you, immortal, for the gift!"
Not far away, Mo Chengjun looked carefully and was quite satisfied with Cui Dongshan's reaction. He smiled slightly and accepted it.
Then, he didn't care about this person, oh, it was this 'ghost', and walked away again, walked out of the ancestral hall and the village, only looked back from a distance, and then went to other places.
…
From that day on, in addition to regular lectures, Mo Chengjun also traveled around Nanzhan continent to inspect various human villages that had migrated there.
Cuijiazhuang is the most suitable experimental subject, but if you want to produce results quickly, it is obviously not enough to just focus on this one.
So, Mo Chengjun picked from other villages and selected nine. Adding Cuijiazhuang, there were ten groups of experimental subjects in total.
In order to be more accurate and eliminate the influence of the outside world as much as possible, he even spent one night and used great supernatural powers to directly relocate their village, as well as the mountains and rivers.
I found a place far away from the Galaxy Sword Sect and placed ten villages in order.
Although from the perspective of the farmers in the village, everything has not changed, the sunrise and sunset are still the same, but in fact, the world a hundred miles away is completely different.
Of course, it is impossible for all of these ten villages to have ready-made ancestral spirits that can practice the "Ascension Technique" like Cuijiazhuang.
But most of the villages he chose were dominated by respected old men.
After Mo Chengjun passed down the method, it was up to them to see how far they could go.
Although ten groups have been prepared, Mo Chengjun has not completely fixed them. The population migration of the Killer Sword Lord Dong Hongwu has been going on. If there is a suitable one, he can change it at any time, or directly add it.
As for this "Ascension Technique"?
Well, to put it bluntly, he drew it from "The Golden Body Art of Wish Power" and compiled it by taking the basic content of Incense Shinto.
This is also one of the results of his 'review' some time ago, the first step of the experimental plan.
To be honest, this first step does not solve the problem. It is entirely because Mo Chengjun wants to observe the various aspects, steps, characteristics and attributes of this Shinto practice.
Although these "Golden Body Techniques of Aspiration Power" are quite detailed, no matter how detailed they are, he still has to conduct an experiment himself and verify them through actual observation.
It is never the attitude that a scientific researcher should have to follow what others say. Even if he knows this, he should always have a skeptical attitude!
Of course, these will take time to ferment after all. While making arrangements, Mo Chengjun also discovered some problems with Nanzhan Buzhou.
Especially with the migration of the population, many things really cannot be ignored.
So, after thinking for a long time, Mo Chengjun still felt that professional things had to be done by professionals.
And if you want to solve these problems, no one is more suitable than 'Xue Pan'.
…
Above the heaven.
Under the sycamore fairy tree.
There is a stone table, two deck chairs, a red stove boiling water, the fragrance of tea overflowing, and two people sitting opposite each other.
Mo Chengjun entertains guests here.
A huge water mirror is suspended in mid-air, like a curved liquid crystal plane that surrounds it almost 270 degrees. The reflection in it is divided into countless squares, and each square shows a different scene.
Those are all villages, some are located in the mountains, some are located beside the road, some live by the water, and some are in the mountains.
Although they are all different, there is no doubt that they are all very energetic. Among them, men, women, old and young are all busy, either starching and washing clothes, making fires to cook, carrying water and firewood, or cultivating fields.
Especially at this time, it is the time to eat. You can see the smoke rising from every house, and you can smell the aroma of rice filling the air.
While Mo Chengjun controlled the scene change, he thought about Xue Pan's explanation: "Brother Xue, you see, these are the people of Yunzhou who were moved into the cave from the outside world by the Killing Sword Master during this time.
From our point of view, the current situation in Yunzhou is that hundreds of ghosts are walking at night, and the people are miserable.
In addition, without the Xinghe Sword Sect taking the lead, the other major sects of the Immortal Sect rarely care about the affairs of ordinary mortals, so the casualties are really indescribable.
Originally, several palace owners and I had the same idea. Moving the population into Nanzhanbuzhou would be a better way to survive.
But it turns out that we still thought it was simple. "
