Dongsheng Shenzhou!
Zhou Yi asked again and again to make sure he heard correctly, and subconsciously turned around and ran away.
"There is Fuling Mountain in the front and Dongsheng Shenzhou in the back. This place is really the land where gods and Buddhas are everywhere, and demons and gods are everywhere. Isn't this just a golden elixir of Pindao here to die?"
No matter how dangerous Jiuzhou is, it is just the remains of the Golden Corpse Demon Lord and the Corpse Immortal.
At worst, he would be hiding in the Kunlun Cave, waiting for tens of thousands of years. The golden corpse would either die at the end of its lifespan, or ascend to the fairy world.
Zhou Yi comes out again to clean up the mess, raise the grave, bully the younger generation, relaxed and happy.
"Old man, are there any gods in Dongsheng Divine Continent?"
The old man nodded and said: "Of course there are gods!"
Zhou Yi felt increasingly cold in his heart, and couldn't help but ask: "Is there the Tang Dynasty? The Great Sage Equaling Heaven? Or the Heaven and Earth?"
"this……"
The old man scratched his head and said, "I am just a fisherman with little experience. I have never heard of this."
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Zhou Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Dongsheng Shenzhou was vast and vast. Maybe he had never heard of the Great Sage of the Tang Dynasty, or maybe the time had not come yet, but the heaven and earth should be spread to the world.
His spiritual consciousness swept over the old man. His magical power was strong, upright and peaceful. He must be an authentic Taoist sect.
During the Qi refining period, his cultivation level was indeed not high. In ordinary terms, he was a top-notch innate master, but he was just a fisherman. His appearance and temperament were not that of a hermit mountain man who had seen through the world of mortals!
Zhou Yi asked again: "My father-in-law has mysterious magic power. In which fairy mountain do you practice?"
"I dare not hide it from my senior. I heard this Qi refining method accidentally."
The old man explained: "About ten years ago, I was chopping firewood in the mountains and overheard an immortal preaching. I wrote down a few words and gained some enlightenment. I gained some magical power by practicing in my spare time."
Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "If you don't have a systematic method and practice it on your own, you will reach the advanced stage of Qi refining in ten years. You can be said to have a high level of talent. Why don't you seek immortality and seek immortality?"
"How can I let go of my old mother and young grandchildren at home?"
The old man mentioned his family with a smile on his face: "I often hear about cultivating immortals and immortality, but I have never seen it. Rather than seeking that vain thing, it is far better to serve my mother and entertain her grandchildren!"
"Indeed."
Zhouyi saw many people who abandoned their families and careers in order to seek immortality, and spent their lifespan without gaining anything.
Before he died, he felt remorseful. He returned home and faced his parents' graves. The stranger and alienated descendants really felt like they were in vain.
"Do you know the origin of the immortal? I would like to pay you a visit."
"I have gained magical power through cultivation. I am able to cut wood quickly and catch many fish. Naturally, I am an immortal who teaches me the Dharma, so I go back to the place where I listened to the sutra to worship."
The old man said: "Fortunately, I met the general patrolling the mountain, and I just found out that the lecturer was none other than the God of Mount Qiwu. From then on, my family burned incense and worshiped him morning and night, and I didn't dare to slack off at all."
"Qi Wu Mountain God!"
Zhou Yi thought for a moment and decided to investigate. Without the gods and Buddhas in heaven and earth, the danger would be greatly reduced.
"Thank you, husband."
After saying that, he put away the awning boat, and the clouds flew away under his feet.
The old man saw the method of flying in the clouds and mist without any envy. Suddenly, a jade slip fell from the sky into his hand.
I tried to explore the spiritual consciousness and magic power, and found that there are more than 20 basic five-element magic spells recorded in it.
The old man has been cultivating his magic power for many years and has never inherited any magic. However, he is extremely talented and can cast a magic called Water Dragon Summoning Technique after just a few moments of meditation.
Using the magic formula with his hands, a ten-foot-high water dragon rose up from the sea, dragging dozens of fish into the boat.
"It's really easy to fish like this, but it's a lot less fun."
The old man caressed his long sleeves, put away the jade slips, and continued to rock the oars and sing loudly.
"Everyone in the world says that gods are good..."
…
Paint Wu Mountain.
There are sparse vegetation and boulders.
It stretches for thousands of miles and half of it reaches the East China Sea.
Zhou Yi made an invisibility spell and looked dozens of miles away, and saw a cave in the mountain.
It is said to be a cave, but more like a temple.
Winding stone steps lead from the bottom of the mountain to the gate. Two greeters wearing colorful feathers are greeting the believers.
The front hall is dedicated to a several-foot-tall bird-headed and dragon-body statue, which is filled with incense and solemn.
The apse was shrouded in clouds and mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Zhou Yi was about to use his spiritual eyes to see through the formation restrictions when he sensed a powerful spiritual consciousness coming from the back hall.
"What a powerful demon spirit, the mountain god is the demon king!"
Thinking of this, he sprouted wings from his back and directly used the Burning Blood Escape Technique to escape.
Half a month later.
After escaping thousands of miles in one breath, passing through dozens of mountains and rivers, Zhou Yi saw many strangely shaped temples.
The statues in the temple include gods and demons, and their cultivation levels range from foundation-building elixirs. I have never encountered a Yuanying realm monk again.
"This world is most likely just the same name. This will save you trouble and avoid escaping back to Jiuzhou. Let's spend some time among the ordinary people to understand Dongsheng Shenzhou clearly, and then find a way to practice!"
Zhou Yi calmed down a little, calculated a few hexagrams and found no danger, so he slowed down his escape speed.
This day.
Passing by a small town, the gate has the word Lin Yang written on it.
After falling away from the light, Zhou Yi turned into a young scholar and found Goulan Chu Palace with familiarity.
"Welcome to Fengyue Place, the news is the best!"
One month later.
Zhouyi had a general understanding of the boundaries of this area. Linyang County belonged to Qingyun Mansion, and further up was the Daheng Dynasty.
"Persistence is long!"
"The Daheng Dynasty has been established for more than two thousand years. It has ruled thousands of miles and has a long history. Because the Li family is an extremely powerful family of immortal cultivators!"
"Dongsheng Divine Continent is rich in aura, and its worldly realm is comparable to Xiaodan Mountain and Zhengyang Abyss, so that mortals are no strangers to cultivating immortals."
"This is truly a continent where immortality flourishes!"
Night falls.
Zhou Yi pushed away his jade arms and stood in front of the window and looked into the distance.
There is the Earth Temple in the east of Linyang County, which controls the earth's energy within hundreds of miles and is worshiped by the people in the county.
I met the God of Earth in Manchun Tower a few days ago. His aura was probably that of a newly minted golden elixir. His magic power was mottled and not like the authentic Xuanmen. Even if he met him face to face, he did not recognize him as a monk from the Book of Changes.
In addition to the land god, there are two other gods in Linyang County, Yuntong Hebo and Wushan Mountain God.
Most people in Linyang County believe in these three gods. They do not just believe in any one of them, but worship whomever they need.
When farmland production is reduced, we worship the land; when there is no rain, we worship Hebo; we are proper pragmatists.
"There really is a divine way!"
"The foundation of the land god is the immortal technique, and it has a strong scent of incense. It is obvious that he has practiced the secret arts of the Shinto. A pure monk will not delay Shouyuan's management of the land."
"Let's observe some more time. Three thousand years have passed in the sea, not less than these few years!"
Zhou Yi still had concerns about the words "Dongsheng Shenzhou" in his heart, and did not dare to easily provoke people in the immortal way.
Most of the cultivators have a sect inheritance, and it is easy to fight the younger ones and the older ones. Once the entanglement of cause and effect is started, it will not end easily unless they are killed.
Now there happens to be an earth god with a low level of cultivation who can observe in secret.
This land has protected Lin Yang for more than three hundred years, but his lifespan is running out. He can wait until he dies and take over the inheritance of Shinto in peace.
Half a month later.
Zhou Yi bought a house with two courtyards in the west of the county seat, and opened a shop nearby.
There is a tavern.
After thousands of years and hundreds of millions of miles, it started to open again.
Zhou Yi heard from the girls that the land god had the power to subjugate demons and monitor the local area, and joined hands with the county government to maintain peace in the city.
If you really become a libertine, hanging around with nothing to do, your cultivation may be exposed by the attention of the land.
Running a tavern is a breeze.
Pear Blossom White soon spread its reputation and became a special item in many restaurants, making the taverns make a fortune every day.
The land is famous for its sacred texts, and he praised it after tasting it.
"This wine is brewed in a mysterious way, with a clever blend of floral and wine aromas. It's quite suitable for this old man's taste. It's not bad!"
"Old people come here often."
Zhou Yi smiled and cupped his hands, and the land appeared as a white-haired old man wearing luxurious clothes. It was not known whether it was the original state or a change.
A few days later.
When Miao Zhu came to the tavern, everyone he met bowed and saluted.
The Earth God is the only two gods in Linyang County. The temple blessing is equivalent to the spokesperson, and his status is no less than that of the county magistrate.
"This wine is good. It is delivered to ten altars in the temple every day."
Miao Zhu ordered, as for the money, of course there is none.
It is an honor for the gods to drink your wine, and you should offer incense as a thank you. If you really dare to negotiate the price, are you not afraid of being attacked by bandits and strongmen after losing the blessing of the gods?
"It will be delivered tomorrow."
Zhou Yi looked honored and had a reason to explore the Tutu Temple.
…
Twenty years.
It went by in a flash.
The worldly experience of a generation is just a snap of the fingers in Zhou Yi's eyes.
After twenty years of observation and study, Zhou Yi has completely become a citizen of the Daheng Dynasty, and his speech, behavior, accent and customs are all the same.
years ago.
Zhou Yi was finally admitted to the Yellow Book of Linyang County, under the pseudonym Zhu Gang.
Daheng implements a household registration system and strictly manages the people under its rule, making additions, deletions, and modifications very troublesome.
Zhou Yi originally wanted to use his magic at will and enter his name into the yellow book without alerting anyone. No matter how he checked, it would be true.
Later, I had a drink with Sun Dian, a county official, and learned that things were not that simple. There was a city god in Qingyun Mansion above Linyang County, who was in charge of the yin and yang directory of life and death, and recorded everyone's life and death.
"To control the cycle of life and death, is this magical power not from the underworld?"
When Zhou Yi first heard about this, he almost ran away in fright. The appearance of a person who was not in the book of life and death would inevitably attract the attention of the city god.
After careful questioning of Sun Dianli, I learned that the Yin and Yang list originated from the imperial yellow book.
One yin and one yang check each other to facilitate control of the movements of the people under the rule. It is not like the legendary book of life and death, where one can actually check the origin and life of a person through his or her life.
Sun Dianli said in a drunken tone, "It's not easy to enter this pornographic book. It's very troublesome."
"Is one thousand taels enough?"
"Shopkeeper Zhu, business is booming!"
"There is a girl named Xiaoxiao who came to Manchun Tower. It is said that she was once the oiran of the capital. Is Mr. Sun free today?"
"Empty!"
Sun Dianli and Zhou Yi looked at each other and smiled, each gaining something.
After obtaining the yellow book of household registration, Zhou Yi keenly sensed the fluctuation of mysterious aura, which was not like magical powers, but had a faint smell of incense.
"This is the divine power of incense? It is completely different from the immortal system!"
"The City God's Yin Division manages the people through yellow books, and may also have Shinto magic to remotely monitor birth, old age, illness and death. But most of the time, the City God has no authority to manage the people, and the imperial government is responsible!"
"Only when the deceased refuses reincarnation and turns into a ghost to stay in the mortal world, or even transforms into a harmful ghost, can the city god send a messenger to hunt him down."
Zhou Yi did not cast a spell to erase the scent of incense, nor did he cast a spell to seal it, just like a normal mortal eating and sleeping.
Twenty years.
What I gained was not only the Yellow Book, but also a clearer understanding of the Daheng Dynasty.
I originally thought that the Immortal Way was prosperous and everyone was like a dragon, but now it seems that wild gods are rampant, and evil sacrifices and obscene sacrifices are spread all over the mountains, rivers and waters, and they use various means to obtain incense from the people and use it to practice Shinto.
The Daheng Dynasty's control over local areas was limited to state capitals and counties.
The other mountain gods, Hebo, are all not orthodox gods, mountain spirits, ghosts, or enlightened monks. They occupy a place and claim to be immortals.
last year.
Linyang County is experiencing drought and no rain.
The people of Yuntong River had a dream that they had to sacrifice boys and girls before rain could fall.
The God of the Land carried the decree of the imperial court and went into the Yun Tong River to discuss with him. As a result, there was no winner in the three-day and three-night battle.
After that, there was no rain for three consecutive months, and there was no grain harvest.
Zhou Yi originally wanted to take this opportunity to show off his magical power, kill He Bo with his sword, search for the soul and occupy the god's throne, but he stopped thinking after asking Miao Zhu about it.
Yuntong Hebo has a rich background. His father is Daze Longjun, the Yuanying Demon Emperor.
"Another Dragon King? Pindao seems to have a close connection with the dragon clan!"
Zhou Yi made a note in his mind that he had a good impression of Lin Yang's land, thinking that he would not hesitate to offend the Dragon King and fight with the Dragon King for the sake of rain for the people.
result.
It’s summer this year.
A large locust plague passed through Linyang, resulting in no harvest for another year.
Year after year of disasters, refugees spread everywhere.
Zhou Yi stood at the door of the tavern and looked at the victims lying on the street, with more air in and less air out.
"A swarm of locusts can be destroyed by a Golden Pill monk with a wave of his hand. Why don't you care?"
Feeling doubtful, he called a waiter to fill twenty jars of wine and drove a carriage to deliver it to the Earth Temple.
East of the city.
Earth Temple.
The area is only about ten feet, with two front and back entrances. A statue of earth is enshrined in the front hall, and the residences of several temple worshipers are in the back yard.
It looks a little dilapidated, but the incense is strong, and worshipers line two streets.
Zhou Yi drove the carriage to the back door and greeted Miao Zhu, who was in charge of purchasing.
"Master Huang, this batch of wine tastes good. I'll send you ten more jars."
"Yes, yes, the land god will bless you."
When Master Huang heard this, he immediately smiled. The extra wine can be brought to his home, and the famous Lihuabai in Qingyun Mansion can be sold without worry.
Zhou Yi removed the wine jar and whispered: "Master Huang, I want to ask for a talisman, a talisman drawn by the immortal himself."
"Um?"
Master Huang raised his brows, and suddenly there was a banknote in his hand. He looked relaxed and said, "Could it be that Master Zhu has attracted evil spirits?"
Ninety-nine percent of the talismans distributed by Tutu Temple to believers are useless yellow paper. A very small number of them are attached with subtle incense and magical power. Wearing them for a long time can refresh the mind.
The latter's talisman seals need to be worshiped with piety. As for how to count piety, there is no specific explanation.
Generally calculated based on incense money!
The spiritual talismans mentioned in Zhouyi are even rarer in number and require the land god to expend divine power to draw them. After wearing them, they can strengthen the body and protect against all evil spirits.
These mysterious talismans and seals are only given to the destined ones!
Zhou Yi said with a worried look on his face: "There are too many refugees in this city. If we attack the liquor store, the consequences will be disastrous. Let's just hope that the gods will protect us and give us peace of mind."
"So that's it."
Master Huang put the silver note into his sleeve, but did not agree to the talisman seal and said.
"Don't worry about the refugees. The locust plague will be over soon. The imperial food has been sent to the county government. It will be cleared up in a few days."
Zhou Yi was surprised and said: "Could it be that the gods came to save the people?"
"That's natural."
Master Huang looked proud and stroked his three-inch beard.
"These people say they believe in God every day, but they don't see any offerings on weekdays. Look at this disaster, people offering incense are lined up for miles..."
