For many Taoists, this place in the Central Plains is actually very ordinary.
Just like Da Yue Yan, it is also divided into countless lands, and there are so many mortals. The only special thing is that the cultivators here are hidden too deeply. If you don't take the initiative to expose them, you will not know who is an immortal and who is a mortal.
Other than that, there doesn't seem to be any difference.
In fact, only those large sects located on the border of the Central Plains know what the Central Plains represents.
Zhao Di.
Wang Qizheng's original hometown.
The entrance to this place is from the land of Jizhou to the outer border and after crossing the desert land, we arrive at the place.
As soon as they entered the place, everyone felt the heat.
"This sun"
Zhang Feixuan shook his fan, raised his hand to his forehead, and glanced upward at Lieyang, "I feel the heat."
As he spoke, he glanced at the dry and cracked land, where no trace of greenery or moisture could be seen at all.
The entire earth, not to mention the thousands of miles of bare land, stretches for hundreds of miles, and the ground is so cracked that you can even step on it to make powder.
And this sun is also very poisonous.
Zhang Feixuan is a terrestrial god, and even he feels that the mortals living here are vicious.
"yes."
Wang Qizheng on the side also nodded and cursed, "Damn it, what's going on with this sun? I used to feel poisonous when I was a mortal, but now that I have cultivated the Tao, I don't have to give in too much."
Gao Sishu glanced at the leader Song Yin, but didn't say much.
This is not the sun of senior brother. Da Qian has not yet conquered this place and is still busy dealing with Da Viet. Unless mortals are convinced, the sun cannot reach it.
Besides, senior brother’s sun is not so vicious.
"Hehehe, the sun is so green."
Bell looked at the sky, smiled and said irrelevant and strange words.
It's so dazzling, you can still see the color of a ghost.
"Everyone, the sun in the Central Plains is different."
Gong Mingle, who was on the side, explained, "This day in the Central Plains has no distinction between immortals and mortals. Whether it is climate or geography, what mortals can feel can also be felt by immortals."
This does not require Jin Guang's information. Gong Mingle himself knows it. It's not like he has never been to the Central Plains.
The sun is indeed one sun, but in this Central Plains, the sun seems to have changed, allowing people here to feel the temperature of the sun.
In the outside world, in order to avoid the feeling of being a mortal, the cultivators use their magic power to avoid the severe winter and heat. After practicing Qi, they will naturally become different from ordinary people.
Here, I don’t know whether it’s because of the enlightenment of the Great Way or something else. When I arrived in the Central Plains, it was indeed the same as ordinary people.
"That's not bad."
Song Yin then opened his mouth to praise, "Let monks also feel the energy of the world, and then they will understand what kind of life ordinary people live. Yes, this is worth learning."
"Senior brother, the Central Plains is an evil way." Zhang Feixuan hesitated for a moment, but still said.
"It is an evil path, but we must also learn from its advantages. After all, the Golden Immortal Sect has not been established for a long time, and it is not born with its own theories. We also need to see the outside world and absorb external experience, so that we can be more outstanding. The development of Jinxianmen."
Song Yin said: "The Golden Immortal Sect is the right way to save the world and save people, but it is not extreme. We have also seen extremes. We must take warnings to avoid falling into the devil's way."
Those demonic ways are not without salvation.
The 'Grey Sect' and 'Ran Sect' of the Demonic Way, no matter what kind of evil god the emperor they worship is, Song Yin knows clearly that the original intention of these sect members is good and they all want to save the world, but they go to extremes. The paranoid one becomes a demon.
If a cultivator is too stubborn, he will easily fall into the devil's path.
"Although the land of evil is a land of evil, mortals are innocent. We can't pretend not to see the advantages in it just because it is evil, so we must attack it. In that case, the big cadres will not be able to reform. Song Yin said.
The restructuring of Daqian was based on the geographical environment of Dayan and the official position system that Zhang Feixuan obtained from Dayue, combined with the local area of Daqian.
If you want to talk about it, Dayan and Dayue are both evil places, so they don’t care about it?
The evil way is the evil way, and doing things is doing things. Look at it from both sides.
Song Yin felt that the sun, which could treat everyone equally, was doing a good job.
When he returns to Daqian, he can also start doing this, so that Daqian practitioners can feel the same intensity of the sun as ordinary people and know the temperature of water, so that they can better understand ordinary people.
Lest those people who have cultivated the Tao on their own will no longer be able to bear the feelings of ordinary people. In this case, over time, they will no longer feel the same way.
This group of people is Song Yinzhi's gang.
After Song Yin called Sun Jiubei to guard the house, he took his junior brothers and sisters with him, as well as Gong Mingle, who had temporarily received a military advisor position in the Daqian court.
Gong Mingle originally didn't want to go. It should be said that his purpose was to trick Song Yin into leaving. Fortunately, Daqian calmed down and made plans with Jin Guang.
But there is no way!
The Forbidden Army has been promoted!
He didn't even know how to describe Jin Guang's tragic situation. In short, Song Yin gave an order, and the huge number of forbidden troops, all in teams of one hundred, paid homage to the Patriarch's Hall. He was present at the time, and as soon as they entered the Sea of Chaos, Hear the golden light howling there.
What he saw with his own eyes was that the big rat in the whirlpool seemed to be cut into pieces. It was smashed into pieces by the whirlpool, and then it rose up to the sun along with the sunlight, and began to distribute outward from the sun. Pour it into the Forbidden Army.
What was injected this time was not the qualifications. The power of faith was mixed with something unknown. It was all used to strengthen all aspects of the Forbidden Army, but there was no magic power.
Gong Mingle even discovered that there was a trace of Tianzun's energy separated from the golden light, and he took it for initiation.
He didn't know what it looked like for the Heavenly Lord to ascend to the spirit, but if he looked at the golden light, he guessed that this was what it was like to ascend to the spirit.
If those things were given magical power, they would look like corrupted demons.
But seeing them receiving the faith initiation, except for the strengthening of their quality, there were no other changes. Gong Mingle knew that it would be difficult for the Central Plains evil to come in.
Originally, after they wanted to get Song Yin out, the evil spirits from the Central Plains came in and killed more mortals, which would also reduce the mortals' confidence in Song Yin, thereby reducing the power of the great sun, so that he could muddy the water.
But now.
Seeing the golden light shattered and recovered, recovered and shattered again, it was like forcibly cutting a person into pieces and feeding them to the Forbidden Army to absorb nutrients, which really made Gong Mingle look horrified.
The imperial army of 12,000 people came back and forth, drinking them all. The golden light had already sunk into the whirlpool, and no one could make a sound. They didn't know when they would wake up.
Without the golden light, he didn't have the courage to refuse Song Yin's invitation, so he came to the Central Plains together.
(End of chapter)
