"Why did this kind of unfortunate thing happen in the little old man's jurisdiction?"
Watching everything happening in the distance, the earthly man turned back and forth around his crutch. Only a few hairs were left, and they were almost burned!
Confer the title of Immortal God!
This is no random thing!
Although it is just a so-called Immortal Qin, it is not an ordinary thing!
This matter cannot be determined, whether it is big or small.
If you were younger and met a good-tempered immortal on duty, everyone would just smile and nothing would happen to his report. After all, the human world is so vast. It would be impossible for a mortal emperor to confer his own officials as immortals. It's not uncommon.
But if you encounter a bad-tempered immortal on duty, it will be a big deal!
A hundred years ago, I remember that there was also a human dynasty in Luzhou, Beiju, who privately sealed the officials under its command. When the report was reported, the Immortal was extremely angry!
He directly applied for the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to be lowered, and after smashing the imperial land, he ordered the Dragon King not to have rain for three years, turning the originally rich land into a place full of hungry people!
Although it finally rained and it couldn't be stopped due to various reasons, the originally prosperous country could never go back, and it has not regained its strength to this day!
As for the local land master, he was beaten to the bottom and became a small god-like cultivator the size of a sesame seed!
Why are you so unlucky?
The little old man has only been practicing for a hundred years, how could such a ridiculous thing happen?
Is it possible to grant the title of Immortal God casually?
The little old man looked at the grand banquet in the distance with an ugly expression.
And if I remember correctly, Master Shangxian, who was on duty recently
After hurriedly pinching his fingers a few times, Earth God's already shriveled little face became even shriveled up, and his two little eyes almost shed tears!
"Erlang Zhenjun."
This man is famous for being unreasonable, with a three-pointed two-edged fork in his hand that is cruel and ruthless. I don’t know how much blood was stained in the Battle of the Gods. I heard that he has a vicious dog that is even more terrifying. Stoppable, the most important thing is
"Little old man, how can I have any friendship with an immortal?"
"It's over, it's over, how should I report this?"
"Do you want to go? Do you want to go?"
The little old man pulled his few hairs and writhed around on the ground anxiously. The whole surrounding mountains seemed to be shaking, and the birds and beasts in the forest fled.
But in the end, the little old man still sighed helplessly, as if he was appointed, with a gray face.
If he reported it, the most he could do would be to lose his official position, lose his priesthood, become a Sanxian, and possibly start over.
If he hadn't reported the incident, he might not have been beaten to death, but thrown into a prison.
His eyes were filled with tears.
The Earth God stretched out his hand and shook it toward the Taihua Ceremony in the distance.
An illusory shadow was caught in his palm.
Looking down, it turned out to be a hazy scene, the flow of a long river of time. It was none other than the scene when Ying Zheng conferred the title of Immortal in the Pre-Qin Palace! !
Among them, there are Zhao Tuo, Wang Jian, Yun Qingfeng, and Xiao He. Every detail is vividly visible!
Not only these pictures of the imperial seal, but also the construction process of more than five months ago are all included here!
The Earth God watched all this with tears in his eyes, turning over and over again. After making sure that there was no problem, he finally walked slowly towards the direction of Nantianmen.
"Alas, the little old man has been badly affected this time."
"I hope Erlang Zhenjun can show his noble hand."
Silently muttering, the figure of the Earth God slowly disappeared between the sky and the earth.
The breeze blows and everything is silent.
And it wasn't long after the Tudong left.
The entire jungle shone again.
A simple monk wearing cassock slowly appeared between heaven and earth.
With his appearance, it seemed that the whole world began to soften, and countless animals knelt on the ground, silently listening to the chanting of Sanskrit cicadas.
He has a kind-hearted look on his face, and there are always magnificent Buddhist scriptures around him, blending into the surrounding heaven and earth. Whenever living beings and animals come into contact with these Buddhist scriptures, their chaotic eyes become more and more enlightened. Share the Buddha's will.
Some animals that originally had scars or hidden wounds on their bodies will gradually improve as these Buddhist sounds are integrated into them.
They came forward affectionately and gently rubbed their foreheads against the monk. A three-meter-long green wolf kept wandering around his ankles, exposing its belly, like a cute pet.
The Earth God, who was able to listen to the entire land, was completely unaware of the monk's presence.
Even though he had been standing by the Earth God's side before.
"Amitabha."
The monk recited a Buddhist verse softly, as if he was apologizing for sin, and then twisted his wrist in the same way.
Scattered light.
Buddha's voice sings.
In his wrist, there is also a ball of water from the long river of time.
It's almost the same as the one in the hands of Tu Tu Gong before.
But in this long river of time, there is no mud monkey.
Not a tiny bit.
All images that were supposed to be clay monkeys were erased by a powerful force of magic.
Not even just above Taihua.
Even near Xianyang before.
In the imperial city.
The wind clears the door.
Even the long road from Dongsheng Shenzhou to Daqin.
Everything was silently erased.
This magical power is so huge that not even the immortals can detect it; but it is also so small that not even the gods in the sky can notice it.
Looking at the image of the clay monkey that the Tu Tu Gong took away, the monk's originally compassionate face became more and more miserable, and the corners of his eyes were slightly hanging, and he became even more compassionate.
"Amitabha."
He clasped his hands together, gently dispersed the current of the River of Time, and then took out a shackle weighing tens of thousands of kilograms and hung it on his neck.
Runes shine.
That powerful force, even if it was as powerful as him, was still red with Le's blood, and blood stains gradually spread on the indestructible body.
But the monk showed no pain at all, and instead became increasingly miserable.
"The poor monk knows that he cannot resist the crime of deception and lying, but for the sake of the prosperity of Buddhism, he has no choice but to do it."
"When this happens, the poor monk will definitely go deep into the eighteenth level of hell, free the evil ghosts, and wash away his sins."
Reciting slowly, the monk raised his head and looked at the clay monkey in the distance who was jumping excitedly after drinking at the grand banquet, and murmured to himself.
"The monkey has been found."
"It's just that the measures taken by the King of Qin seem a bit..."
"Exceeded expectations."
"I must report back."
The breeze blows.
The Buddha's figure disappeared silently.
The animals that were wandering around seemed to be waking up from a dream, looking around blankly.
The green wolf, which was rolling on the ground, suddenly came to his senses and looked at everything around him, as if he didn't understand what was happening.
But this confusion soon disappeared. It looked at the dazed deer not far away, then roared and charged away!
It was a mess.
With blood splattering everywhere, the beasts fled.
The place where the Buddha stood was filled with blood.
Outside the grand banquet, crises are everywhere.
In the distant city of Xianyang, there are mountains of corpses.
The poor Tudong, carrying the image of the First Emperor, headed to heaven in fear.
Time flows.
Thousands of years ago, as time went by, the wheels of Qin rolled forward, and the ancient Immortal Qin Dynasty finally took shape in the Three Realms.
Hundreds of families in the six countries were shocked by it, and all the disciples were stunned. The power of Lu Buwei and Mrs. Huayang was wiped out in this grand banquet.
And after tens of millions of years passed by, there was also a small shadow, slowly waking up in the jungle.
who I am?
where am I?
Am I still alive?
This was the weasel's first reaction after waking up.
"Kakaka"
The sweet smell of blood echoed between its nostrils. It covered its head and got up from the forest in a daze.
Looking at the extremely rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth around him, he subconsciously turned around and saw the big pit not far behind him.
After a moment, it recalled everything that had happened before.
I remember that I seemed to have come to a mysterious valley, and then dug out the stone tablets, and found blood? !
"Kaka!!"
With a scream, the weasel jumped hundreds of meters away from the pit with a swipe, as if it was electrocuted! !
That terrifying speed was even a few points faster than the fastest sports car in the world. It hit a big tree and made the ancient giant tree tremble!
pain! !
Squatting down with his head in his hands, Weasel looked around, only to realize that although the spiritual energy in the valley was frighteningly rich, there were countless animals and plants growing there.
But near the stone monument, except for the dense plants, there was no trace of animals at all!
Not to mention birds, animals, and fish.
Not even the insects in the sky or the ants on the ground!
Quiet, as quiet as a dead land! !
"Kakaka"
The weasel shivered violently and was so frightened that he couldn't speak. Recalling the scene he just discovered underground, he felt like the whole rat was wandering around in front of the gate of hell!
What was that just now?
A drop of dried blood?
Why are there blood stains on the stone tablet?
According to the archaeologists, aren't these things from thousands of years ago?
Has the blood from so long ago not disappeared yet?
The weasel swallowed and looked at the rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the distance, feeling his heart pounding! !
The terrifying evil spirit permeated all directions. The drop of blood just now was too terrifying. Just feeling it, it seemed that thousands of troops and horses were galloping in, and hundreds of millions of corpses bowed their heads!
It seemed that the entire mountain forest had turned into a sharp sword, piercing it from all directions!
That huge killing intent made his whole body tremble!
But after a brief moment of calmness, the weasel cautiously moved towards that direction.
There is no other reason!
The aura of heaven and earth over there is so strong! !
So rich that it can almost make a weasel lose his mind!
If I absorb so much spiritual energy from heaven and earth, I should be able to reach the level of a first-rate master recorded in books, right?
The weasel's heart was beating loudly!
According to the records in the cultivation method, as long as he reaches the level of a first-class master, he can officially seek the title of cultivation!
At that time, it can fade away from its mortal form and become a real yellow fairy.
The huge temptation made the weasel struggle in his eyes.
But after a long time, the greed in my heart still defeated my reason.
It's just a drop of blood. Just be careful and it shouldn't be a big problem, right?
He cautiously took two steps towards that direction.
The jungle was silent, nothing happened.
He took two more steps.
The breeze blows.
Start running forward.
The whole jungle was still silent, without any sound.
It seems like everything happening around me is an illusion.
Thinking silently, the weasel came to the vicinity of the stone monument in three steps and carefully moved towards the large pit where the stone monument was.
The whole body is tense.
While moving, the weasel was ready to retreat at any time. At the same time, it raised its two paws in a particularly humane manner, clasped its hands together and muttered strange words.
"Blessed by the infinite blessings of heaven."
"Amitabha."
"Amitabha."
Silently reciting this, this is what the weasel saw in the temples and libraries passing by humans. Reciting these silently seems to be able to drive away some strange things.
"Amitabha."
"Blessings and blessings are immeasurable."
"Bless me, the First Emperor"
Silently muttering, the weasel stepped forward cautiously.
If anyone could see this scene here, they would definitely look weird and be confused on the spot.
A palm-sized weasel stands upright, with golden hair all over its body. Its two paws are clasped together here. While performing Taoist rituals, clasping hands together, it keeps chanting the words "Infinite Blessings and Amitabha Buddha" to ward off evil spirits. formula.
There is absolutely no self-understanding that oneself is the object of exorcism in ordinary people's mouth.
Carefully approach the place where the stone monument is.
The closer the weasel got, the richer the aura of heaven and earth around it felt, but the biting cold feeling around it became more and more obvious.
It seemed as if something was constantly whispering in its ears, making its scalp numb and its whole body trembling.
"Amitabha, Buddha's blessings are immeasurable."
Feeling all this, the weasel's nervous prayers were all wrong, but the huge temptation still made it bravely move forward.
Finally, it moved near the big hole it dug.
After carefully getting into the big hole, the weasel tremblingly came to the bottom, where the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was almost as rich as it was.
The dried blood was still there, so dazzling that the weasel didn't dare to look at it.
Staying away from the blood-stained soil and stone tablets, Weasel made up his mind not to take any further action and to practice here.
It stretched out its claws, intending to dig some soil from the surrounding area to cover the dazzling blood.
However, when it put its paw down, an accident happened.
The big pit he originally dug suddenly collapsed without any warning!
The ground that was originally solid collapsed instantly!
The weasel screamed, without any focus, and fell directly from the air into a huge pit!
"Kakakaka!"
As soon as it fell, the weasel's hair exploded all over its body. It jumped up like a carp and suddenly jumped up from the ground, looking around vigilantly!
However.
When the weasel opened his eyes and saw everything around him clearly.
It suddenly froze.
A cold wind blew.
The chill hit my nose.
After a while, the weasel jumped up like a mouse caught by a cat. It was completely hairy, cold sweat was dripping down, and it ran directly towards the hole above! !
"Kakakaka!"
"Amitabha!"
"Blessings and Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!!!"
"Emperor Qin, please spare my life!"
(End of chapter)
