The vast northern wasteland was completely plunged into darkness.
This kind of blackness does not mean that the vision is blocked, but the real deprivation of the five senses.
Little Loach and the others couldn't feel anything, so they could only stay in place, not daring to move.
Now the big guys are fighting, and any leakage of power is enough to kill them.
"Please also invite the Bodhisattva to enter the urn."
Lord Hei Zhen looked at the monk in front of him who was constantly fighting against the calamity, and laughed loudly. The darkness of the entire northern wasteland continued to shrink, and finally turned into the shape of a clay pot hundreds of miles long, stretching across the sky and containing everyone.
Although he has always said that he did not catch a big fish this time, he is actually very satisfied with the results this time.
After all, the person who came here was a Bodhisattva of the Tenth Level. Capturing a Bodhisattva of the Tenth Level was enough for him to accomplish great feats of shaking the heavens.
"The Daxue Mountain lineage abandoned the Buddha and became a demon, trying to create massacres in the north, breaking thousands of miles of ground lines and killing hundreds of thousands of creatures. This cause and effect cannot be broken off by you just thinking."
"Since you dare to come, you must bear the consequences."
Hei Zhenjun didn't know when a figure appeared in his hand, but it was an old monk with a sunken head and bulging eyes, looking like a ghost.
At this moment, the old monk was covered in abscesses and calamity, which was shocking to see.
This old monk is the master of the third holy place in the Snow Mountain.
This person plans to break the earth's veins and use suicide attacks to drag down Shinto.
It's just that they both failed and are now being punished by God.
The moment the Supreme King Bodhisattva saw the old monk, the expression on his face was a little startled.
"The most important thing in Buddhism is cause and effect, let's see how you avoid it."
Lord Hei Zhen reached out and patted the old monk's body. In the void, he seemed to see countless black energy turning into threads, connecting with the Supreme King Bodhisattva, the people of the Snow Mountain, and even the Western Paradise. Come together.
Lord Hei Zhen was secretly amused. King Ming Ling really had a plan and deliberately let the little loach show off to the outside world.
With the little loach's talent and the light of merit, he immediately attracted the attention of the Supreme King Bodhisattva.
However, the Supreme King Bodhisattva didn't know that Black True Lord had been waiting for this moment.
Daxue Mountain's attempt to break the earth's veins has already been punished by heaven, and the little loach is the key to saving all people from water and fire. As long as the Supreme King Bodhisattva harms the little loach, he will automatically be classified by heaven as an ally of everyone in Daxue Mountain. .
Thereby lowering the tribulation energy.
Although these calamity auras are nothing to the Supreme King Bodhisattva, they are enough to contain them.
Bodhisattvas fear causes, and sentient beings fear consequences.
At this moment, the pupils of the Supreme King Bodhisattva burst out with golden light, as if he had seen great terror.
The Supreme King Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, chanting scriptures in his mouth. Buddhism uses cause and effect as the foundation of the path. Each of them is a master of playing with cause and effect and planning.
But at this moment, they are also being attacked by cause and effect.
If he could go back three days ago, he would definitely slap the master of the third holy land in the Snow Mountain to death.
This is not a stupid idea. These people have been preaching in the wilderness for a long time. Have their brains been damaged?
How can cause and effect be so easy to determine?
In particular, there are several gods in Shinto who control destiny and destiny. In front of these people, this so-called suicide attack using the counterattack of heaven is full of flaws.
Now not only did he not hurt the enemy, but he was caught by the enemy and made a mistake, dragging the Supreme King Bodhisattva himself into the water.
The Supreme King Bodhisattva looked around. The sky in this area has been completely obscured. He is now being invaded by the tribulation energy. If he resists desperately, the tribulation energy will be intensified, and the final solution may be more difficult.
He let out a long sigh and finally slowly closed his eyes. The Twelve-Rank Lotus Platform rose up at his feet to protect him.
"I think the Bodhisattva is destined to my Shinto way, so I would like to ask the Bodhisattva to accompany me to the Imperial Capital."
Upon seeing this, Master Hei moved his sleeve towards the void, and then a clay pot appeared in his hand.
Inside the clay pot, the Supreme King Bodhisattva sits cross-legged with his eyes closed.
…
"Is this the end?"
Qiu Ping only felt that it had not been a long time before he felt that it was dawn again.
Not far in front of him, True Lord Hei was playing with a pottery urn in his hand, seeming to be thinking about something.
Qiu Ping followed his gaze, but it was in the direction of the huge peach tree.
"Qiu Ping, come here."
After a while, True Lord Hei turned his head and waved to Qiu Ping.
The little loach immediately nodded and bowed, and ran in front of True Lord Hei.
"Heizhenjun, what are your orders?"
Qiu Ping looked at True Lord Hei with some restraint. He didn't know the strength of the other party, but since he could defeat a ten-ground Bodhisattva who was equivalent to a Golden Immortal, he must be at least at the level of a Golden Immortal.
Such a big boss was too far away from him. He was not even sure whether Qingzhou City God Wei Linggong had the strength.
"Don't be afraid. I called you here because I want to talk to you about the Northern Shinto."
Lord Hei touched Qiu Ping's little head. Although his movements were gentle, the little loach still didn't dare to move.
"King Mingling plans to divide the power and establish a new Shinto in the North, parallel to Kyushu in the Central Plains, and the person in charge will be ranked first."
Black True Lord Youyou said.
"Yeah, yeah."
Little Loach nodded obediently. He didn't understand why Lord Hei was talking about this at all. What does it have to do with me? Forget it, whatever you say is what it is.
"The foundation of the Beidi Shinto lies in your peach tree. This tree is rooted in the earth's veins and penetrates the inner and outer worlds. It is enough to carry the power of the Shinto."
Lord Black continued to speak.
"My peach tree?"
"Oh, it's my peach tree, don't you mean... let me be the leader of the Northland Shinto."
Little Loach was originally confused. He actually didn't know where the peach tree came from, so how could it become his thing. But when he heard the second half of Heizhenjun's words, his eyes lit up.
"Snapped."
"What good things are you thinking about?"
Lord Hei Zhen reached out and knocked the little loach on the head, and said angrily.
Although the Northern Shinto doesn't even have a shelf at present, it still covers a vast area of thousands of miles. Especially after reclamation, it may accommodate hundreds of millions of people in the future.
Unless the little loach can have a golden immortal status, don't even think about it.
"oh."
Qiu Ping was not too frustrated. He really didn't have the confidence to be the leader of the Northland.
"Shinto plans to lease your peach trees for a thousand years, give you one hundred thousand incense every year, and assign the five hundred miles south bank of the Nulong River to your fiefdom."
Lord Hei Zhen looked at Qiu Ping, waiting for the other party's response.
He originally thought that these conditions were enough to knock the little loach unconscious, and then the other party would happily thank him. After all, Shinto no longer has titles, and there is almost no such thing as fiefdom. A fiefdom of five hundred miles is almost equivalent to a local emperor. If it is managed well, it can enjoy blessings for generations to come.
But when Qiu Ping heard this, a somewhat ugly smile appeared on his face.
Are you treating me like a fool? Am I the one who paid for the one hundred thousand incense? Now that I am in charge of [Falling Dragon Pass], I am one of the best in the world. All the gods in the three southwest prefectures of Qingzhou have to look at my face to act.
If I let go of fishing, it would be a trivial matter to make a hundred thousand incense a year.
Besides, I just finished plundering the treasure house of East China Sea Dragon Palace last time, and now I am not short of money at all.
The most irritating thing is the five-hundred-mile fiefdom. I still have a three-thousand-mile Dinghai area in the East China Sea that has not yet been developed. This kind of place with no hair is simply a empty promise.
What's the use of giving me a piece of land? I have to put money into it, and I don't know when I will see results.
"What? Not satisfied?"
Master Hei was also a little embarrassed. It seemed that this little loach was not easy to fool.
"I dare not be dissatisfied. It's just that it's bitterly cold in the north. Do you know that I'm a fish from the south and I can't adapt to the north. How about you give me a fiefdom in the lake near my home?"
Qiu Ping asked tentatively.
The weir lake is so good. The land around it is fertile and connected to the rivers everywhere. It is also well constructed now.
"Snapped."
"How dare you ask for it."
Lord Heizhen knocked Qiu Ping again angrily and asked for Yanhu. However, Shinto had stipulated that the land of Kyushu would not be enfeoffed.
Only this unexplored and bitter cold land in the north can be freely given.
"Then you can't give me an open space. You don't have anything to ask for. Look at what's on the south bank. Even if I want to mobilize my tribe, I can't let them come to drink from the northwest wind."
"I don't want this land anymore, and I don't want the incense anymore. I will treat this tree as a free gift to Shinto."
The little loach curled his lips and said.
How could he hide his little thoughts from Lord Hei Zhenjun?
However, he has indeed made a great contribution this time, and his little condition just now will make people laugh.
"You boy, despite your young age, you are very smart. Let's do this. I will make the decision for you. In addition to the previous conditions, I will also order the [Tiangong Division] to build you a big city that is half land and half water. And let the [Yi Ming Division] and [Fu Lun Division] cleanse the blood and improve the luck of your Golden Thread Dragon Loach clan."
Lord Hei Zhen immediately added many more conditions.
He did not promise Qiu Ping's elevation to the divine status because this was not within his scope of authority and responsibility. What's more, if Qiu Ping has made great achievements this time, he will definitely be rewarded when he returns. This is another matter.
Qiu Ping quickly turned around in his mind and was very satisfied with this condition.
A big city that is half land and half water means a paradise that belongs to him, enough to accommodate his Loach family.
What's more, the gods also stepped in to help his tribe increase their potential.
Qiu Ping has always had a regret in his heart, that is, the qualifications of his family members are too poor, and those little loaches are all ignorant. Even if he forcibly enlightens them, it is difficult for them to step into the [Holy Child].
A race with this kind of qualification is almost at the bottom of the world.
If he steps into a higher realm in the future, his tribe will be of little help to him.
This time Shinto helped, which was naturally the best result.
"Thank you, Zhenjun."
Although Qiu Ping felt that if he bargained further, he could get some more benefits. But people always have to be content, and if they make Master Hei unhappy just for that little benefit, then it will be a small gain but a big loss.
Sure enough, after he said this, a stiff smile appeared on Lord Hei Zhen's face.
"Your fiefdom is next to the peach tree, and you will enjoy the most abundant spiritual essence. And when the Northern Shinto is officially established, there will inevitably be a need to increase manpower. If you move your tribe here earlier, you may be able to get close to the water."
True Lord Hei patted Qiu Ping and gave another special warning.
This kid doesn't know how lucky he is.
…
Qiu Ping's mission of escorting the baggage was over, but the war in the North was still going on.
Although the Daxue Mountain lineage has been destroyed, the war in the world is far from over.
Because they had enough spiritual rice support, the [Bingwu] practitioners in the world teamed up with ordinary armies and continued to go deeper to the north to continue to annihilate the Hu tribes.
All those who resisted were killed, and all those who surrendered were scattered and sent to build [Zhenbei City].
Yes, the Central Plains Dynasty not only wanted to wipe out the barbarians in the north, but also wanted to eliminate future troubles and build cities in the north.
However, many people in the court were not optimistic about this move.
After all, the north is too bitter and cold. It snows half of the year, making it difficult for food to grow here.
Moreover, the river network is not connected, water transportation is also difficult, and almost all is a piece of rotten land.
Even if the court wanted to renovate it, it would have to spend a huge amount of money to build the canal first.
Of course, what is even more embarrassing is that even if the canal is repaired, it may only be open for three or four months a year, and it may be frozen most of the time.
Such a place can no longer be described as useless, it is completely a burden.
"We're ready to go back."
Qiu Ping jumped on the escort ship and could finally leave this hellish place.
How happy I am to be my own earthly emperor in [Falling Dragon Pass], why do I need to suffer here.
"Crash."
The ship gently broke through the thin ice, and the river could be seen flowing turbulently.
"Hey, the snow on both sides of the peach trees seems to be melting."
Only then did Qiu Ping realize that although it was almost the end of the year and was supposedly the coldest time, the temperature had risen strangely around the large peach tree that was blocking out the sky and the sun.
Not only did the Nulong River begin to thaw, but even the snow on both sides of the river began to melt, causing the Nulong River to overflow, and the flow of water became much stronger.
"It's not surprising. This peach tree is a pure Yang treasure tree. Its roots may have penetrated directly into the earth's veins and absorbed the power of the earth's fire. I'm afraid it will take a few months until its heat is fully radiated. Here I’m afraid it will be like spring all year round and become the land of the north and the south of the Yangtze River.”
The old ghost stretched out his hand and twisted the soil under the snow. It was black and oily and extremely fertile.
He was old and sophisticated, so he could naturally see Shinto's plan to develop the Northland.
If the ice and snow are not melted by magical power, the Northland will not be able to support much of the population, and there will be no way to establish the Northland Shinto system.
However, he was slightly worried in his heart.
Has Shinto become too close to human dynasties recently and interferes too much in human affairs? Is it possible that King Mingling also wants to follow the old path of Taishi God?
He didn't dare to think too much, hoping that King Minngling had other plans.
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