Chun Yijian stayed in Chengli Palace to show his sincerity. Mojie led his Mengwu monks into Yunzhong Province.
Facing the old neighbor who is right next to him, facing the Yunzhong Province that is constantly moving forward, every monk in Waimenwu can feel the gap.
Especially when you come to Longxing Road where Qianlongwen is located.
The entire large city is a perfect work of art created by the current cultivation system.
Rotating spirit-seizing arrays of appropriate size were operating on the streets. ——It is a formation that absorbs the surrounding spiritual energy to ensure minimum operation without the spiritual energy provided by the monks.
Different types of spirit grabbing arrays have their own exclusive functions.
Next to the spirit grabbing array, there are usually some permanent magic weapons. ——It is not a magic weapon specially designed for monks to practice and use, but a civilian magic weapon specially used to serve casual cultivators.
This is just the outer edge of Longxing Road. The further in, the higher the level of the spirit-grabbing array, and the more sophisticated the regular magic weapons become.
In the core of Longxing Road, on the periphery of Qianlongwen, and even under the road, spells with different functions but that cooperate with each other are engraved and painted.
Some runes even resonate with the formations on the road and the permanent magic weapons in the streets.
After the arrival of Mojie and his party, the Dragon Lord arranged for them to stay in a pavilion outside Qianlongwen.
After three days of rest, the female monk responsible for the reception informed everyone of the arrival of the Dragon Lord.
Mo Jie looked at the female monk who was lowering her head and playing with the fireworks runes, her eyes flashing slightly.
Firework runes are a small object that the female monks are quite fond of. This kind of rune has a self-operating function similar to that of the spirit grabbing array. It only requires a small amount of spiritual power to form various rune fireworks.
What hovers in the palm of the female monk's hand is a white jade crane-shaped rune. Apart from the unreal rune's brilliance, the rune behaves exactly like a real white crane.
Most of the effects of low-level runes appear and disappear. Like the crane-shaped runes on the woman's palm, it seems to be of high quality.
The woman has an ordinary face, but she has a certain demeanor in dealing with others.
Mo Jie pondered for a moment, and was hesitating whether to speak. The woman took the lead and introduced, "Micro-Ginseng.——A noble family of humans from the Demon Country."
Mo Jie suddenly realized, "It turns out to be the Wei Sheng family. No wonder. It's really not simple."
Wei Shengshen chuckled without any politeness, "The founder of the empire, Kubi Hung, named the country Dayuan, which means Qianyuan in the Book of Changes. Jianyuan Zhongtong means the founding of the Unification of China."
"The founder of the Yuan Dynasty adhered to the principle of 'If you follow the Chinese way, you will be the master of China. Today, the country name and the reign name are no longer there. I wonder, are you willing to practice the Chinese way? Are you willing to wear Futian with my generation?"
Wei Sheng Ginseng's question is quite sharp.
The demonic calamity eased slightly, "It doesn't matter whether you are willing or not. We and Jiu Sheng will truly live together for one day. This is the most important thing."
Micro Ginseng put away the fireworks rune "You are right."
Mo Jie curiously asked, "The Wei Sheng family has been in the Demon Kingdom for several generations...I don't know if this place of peace of mind is my hometown, or if the moon is my hometown."
Wei Sheng Shen didn't seem to like playing tricks or talking about Zen, so he came straight to the point and said, "It's a lie to say that I'm not used to the demon country, and I still feel uneasy, and that I have no feelings for the demon country. But it's okay to say that I miss my ancestral land Fengyue." Not intense."
"After all, it's the same as when you came to Yunzhong Province today. - We have the same sky above our heads."
The demonic calamity is clear.
At this time, Mu Li led Xu Qingzhi to arrive slowly.
In addition to these two people, there is also a bald monk.
Mo Jie hesitated again.
Although Mu Li is the Yin Yang Master, he has no airs at all when facing the demonic calamity. He takes the initiative to introduce, "The one in white is Xu Qingzhi of the Northern Dao Sect; the boy behind him is called Dong Weiwu."
Mojie looked at the fair and beautiful bald monk and replied, "As expected of the Dragon Lord, it seems that not only the northern border, but also the Buddhist monks in the south..."
Before Mo Jie could finish speaking, Dong Weiwu's expression suddenly changed and he shouted angrily, "I'm not a disciple of Buddhism! I'm not! - Also, I'm from Northern Xinjiang! Mu Li, did you do this on purpose?"
Mojie was embarrassed in his place for a moment, and thought to himself: It turns out that the cultivator from Northern Xinjiang is still here.
Sir, why is this a bald man?
Xu Qingzhi shook his head helplessly and thought to himself: Who asked you to instigate the Buddhist monks in the south to make them violate the precepts? You were caught by their master and had your head shaved. As a result, there was no grass growing.
When he met Dong Weiwu just now, if Mu Li hadn't warned him earlier, Xu Qingzhi would have thought he was a Buddhist monk.
After learning from Mu Li the reason for Dong Uyghur's bald head, Xu Qingzhi fell into deep doubts. ——Then what methods do monks use?
Could it be the "Devil-Conquering and Hair-Removing Curse"? It’s not like “no blade of grass can grow”, right?
Xu Qingzhi calmed down, while Mu Li laughed and said, "Don't worry about him. He asked for his bald head."
The demon monks who could accompany Mo Jie were originally named in the name of the Dragon Lord, and they were all extremely nervous, but they did not expect that a living legend would be so approachable to the people...
Because this is a living legend?
All the demon monks thought so.
But Mo Jie had other ideas in mind. ——Mo Jindong, stop your saliva! ! The Yellow River is about to overflow into a meandering river!
Mo Jindong's father's name was Mo Rixi, and yes, he was Rixi who was the prince of King Xiutu of the Huns during the Han Dynasty, Jin Rixi.
In history, Jin Rixi was buried with Maoling (the mausoleum of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty) after his death.
Jin Rixi's treatment is equivalent to the joke among today's storytellers, "worthy of enjoying the Ancestral Temple."
As for why it is equivalent to, rather than directly sharing, the Ancestral Temple? ——The Han Dynasty did not yet have the system of enjoying the Imperial Ancestral Temple.
From this point of view, we can see what the family tradition of Mo Jindong is like.
Such a monk who loves to be close to China is almost going to be perverted with excitement when he meets the famous Dragon Lord today.
However, there is some truth in why Mo Jindong lost his temper to this extent.
Even Mo Jie was looking at Mu Li with his own eyes for the first time.
After looking up and down, Mo Jie inevitably sighed with reluctance, "It's a matter of character and strength. We hold the same attitude, and today's people are just like those in ancient times! The Wooden Dragon Lord reminds people of Tao Kan of the Jin Dynasty."
The trees and beards clustered like clouds. He laughed when he heard the words, and his red beard suddenly turned into the image of splashing clouds in the sunset, dazzling people's eyes. "I am not from a humble family, but I am just a man. As for my character, I am afraid I can't compare to Tao Gong.".net
Demon Tribulation sighed and smiled bitterly, "This is not a compliment. In my eyes, Lord Wood Dragon is indeed like Mr. Tao. He is of low origin, hard-working and conscientious, chaste and loyal."
Mu Li shook his head, "No. In the past, Yao and Shun abdicated and appointed the emperor to be the emperor. A tripod was given to the princes, and it taught the wind and thunder to sweep through the universe. The old road was so good that it went into the night, but now the sun and the moon shine on me!"
The way of emperors and ministers in the old days was caused by the backwardness of the past cultivation system compared to today. It has a reason for its existence. only! It is no longer the guest it is today! Today the sun and moon shine upon our generation! "
Mo Jie showed admiration and admiration on his face, but retorted, "Sometimes the shackles of the world will be tied, and the cage will be shattered by a handle of strength. - Any era has its temporary shackles, and they will eventually become shackles for everyone in the era. . People cannot escape the limitations of the era in which they live, but the true character is to not succumb to the limitations of oneself and the constraints of the era. Isn't it? Lord Wooden Dragon."
Mu Li was slightly lost in thought, and repeated, "There is always a time when the shackles of the world are bound, and the bones of the wind are broken into a cage. There are always times when the shackles of the world are bound. Okay, well said! I see Cun Gu in you."
Mo Jie smiled, "I saw the reform in the Wood Dragon Master."
Mu Li finally stopped smiling boldly with an open-minded attitude. He smiled with relief as if he were meeting an old friend.
"The encounter between people is destined to be a gentle exchange of souls."
