"Thank you for the blessing from the gods!"
Zhou Yi confirmed his guess and completely lost his favor towards the so-called gods.
The so-called Shinto practice, at best, is like a herdsman, at worst, it is like cutting leeks.
Only by showing kindness and power can you get more offerings!
Zhou Yi stuffed another banknote and said in a low voice: "Master Huang, may I ask how old the Earth God is?"
"Presumptuous! How can ordinary people like you know about such things?"
Master Huang scolded a few times, stuffed the banknote into his sleeve skillfully, and said with a pious look: "The God of the Land has an extraordinary origin. He was a Jinshi in the twelfth year of Chenglu's reign. He was praised by the late emperor and was promoted to the state capital!"
Zhouyi: "..."
Immortals and gods frequently appear in the mortal world. When mortals know the origins of the gods, they lose their sincere awe.
For example, not paying for a drink is definitely not the intention of the land god.
It is now the seventy-second year of the Yuan Ding Dynasty in the Daheng Dynasty. Emperor Chenglu is your Majesty's great-grandfather. It has been more than 460 years ago. Adding in the age before taking the imperial examination, the Earth God is almost 500 years old.
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The golden elixir condensed by the earth god is still based on the immortal way. The divine way is used to assist cultivation and has its own lifespan limit.
"When his life is over and Tao disappears, Pindao will inherit his mantle!"
Zhouyi practiced for six thousand and five hundred years, and his energy and spirit reached the peak of the golden elixir, and he could no longer make any progress.
If you really want to break through the realm of Nascent Soul, a single thought can trigger four or nine heavenly tribulations, but the success rate is only 50%. Even if you take three rare infant-condensing elixirs, it is only 80%.
There is a 30% chance that the ordinary true king will be overjoyed and give it a try.
The Book of Changes is different, unless it is 10% or 10%, it will not survive the calamity.
"It's impossible to gamble on life, and it's impossible to gamble on life in this life. You can only live safely by relying on other sources. Listening to Goulan is like going home..."
The world of immortal cultivation in Dongsheng Shenzhou is at its peak, with foundation elixirs being built all over the mountains and plains. Only Yuanying can be called the overlord, but it can only be prestigious in the Daheng Dynasty.
Compared to the fallen world of Jiuzhou Immortal Cultivation, there must be many mysterious techniques and elixirs that can increase the probability of condensing a baby.
According to the information currently understood, demons and monsters practicing in the mountains and wilds all over the country practice Shinto, either as a master or as an auxiliary, which will definitely help them break through the realm.
"80% of the Immortal Way, the Divine Way makes up for the remaining 20%!"
Zhou Yi got the news he wanted, said goodbye to Master Huang, and returned to the tavern to wait for the land god to come to rescue the disaster.
really.
A few days later.
The land god entrusted the people of Linyang County with a dream, saying that after receiving news of the locust plague, he would definitely kill the locust god!
The Locust God is one of the notorious mountain evil gods among the people.
Its body does not necessarily have to be a locust that becomes a demon. Any demon or ghost can claim to be the locust god, use the art of expelling insects to turn into a plague of locusts, destroy fields and land, and threaten the people to offer incense and faith before stopping.
The land is the righteous god, and the locust god is the evil god!
As a member of the Qianxin Temple of the Earth Temple, Zhou Yi naturally received the entrustment and opened his eyes after the Shinto magic dissipated.
"If there are no evil gods in the world, who will worship the righteous gods?"
Immediately, he pinched the magic formula with his hand, and a spiritual light fell on the ground, turning into a three-inch man and flying towards the Earth Temple.
…
Xu Liangxiang.
Locusts covered the sky and blocked out the sun, as if large groups of dark clouds were flying in the fields.
The people in the countryside waved torches and burned thick smoke in an attempt to drive away the locusts, shouting hoarsely and crying, but to no avail.
Seeing the locusts devouring the fields, I felt desperate.
A majestic and solemn voice came from the sky: "I am from the land of Linyang County. I heard that the locust god was causing trouble, so I came here to subjugate the demons!"
While talking.
A strong wind suddenly blew from the southeast, as sharp as a knife, and locusts broke into two pieces wherever it blew.
"saved!"
"The locust plague is over!"
"This is a magic spell cast by a god!"
"Kneel down and thank the God of the Earth, Kneel down and thank the God of the Earth..."
With excited cheers, countless people knelt down on the ground and thanked the Earth God for his blessing.
However, when I saw that all the seedlings in the fields were destroyed, this year's grain harvest would be miserable, and I couldn't even pay the court grain tax. I couldn't help but cry bitterly at the thought of buying fields, selling land, selling sons and daughters.
The voice of the land god was like thunder: "Don't cry or cry. Your Majesty has already learned about the disaster and will give you food in a few days."
"Thank you, Your Majesty, long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty..."
When the people heard this, they burst into tears and felt that Emperor Yuanding loved his people like his own son and was the best emperor in the world.
The Earth God nodded with satisfaction and flew southwest with the escaping light.
There are several mountain peaks near Xu Liang Township. They are nameless. A few years ago, a mangy tutu came to the mountain and claimed to be the protector of the Locust God.
Build a locust temple to house the incense belief.
The statue of the god in the temple is so hideous and terrifying that it is half human and half insect. The common people dare not offer incense and worship, and even go to the mountains to cut firewood and hunt. They stay away from it.
A ray of light fell and turned into an old man in brocade clothes. He was the land god of Linyang.
Stepping into the Locust Temple, it looked very dilapidated because it was not repaired and maintained on weekdays. There were cobwebs in the corners of the eaves.
When the Earth God saw the statue of the Locust God, disgust flashed in his eyes. He looked at the offering table filled with incense and nodded with satisfaction.
"Please also ask Master Hongluo to show up."
"Amitabha!"
A chant of the Buddha came out from the Locust God Statue, and then billowing black air floated away, falling to the ground and condensing into a leprosy head.
"Junshi Zhao is really urging me."
Hong Luo's head was covered with dysentery scars, and yellow pus was constantly flowing out. He was wearing a yellow-green monk's robe, unkempt and dirty like a beggar.
The Earth God cupped his hands to the north and said, "I hope Master can forgive me. I have no choice but to do it. The people above are also pressing hard."
"snort!"
Hong Luo's eyes flashed fiercely, and he hesitated for a long time before finally making a move. He fumbled for a moment from his sleeves and took out a jade bottle, waving his hand and throwing it over.
The Earth God opened the jade vase, which contained hundreds of round, shiny beads, and frowned.
"Why are there only these?"
"This is no wonder the poor monk. Last year, layman Zhao and Long Jun caused a severe drought, and the next year there was another locust plague."
Hong Luo sneered and teased: "These people have harvested too many times, so the incense will naturally become thinner!"
The Earth God did not care about the ridicule and said: "No matter whether the incense is prosperous or weak, the number required by the God must be sufficient, and the missing part should be made up by the mage."
"Don't even think about it!"
Hong Luo's eyes widened, he opened his mouth and spat out a pitch black alms bowl, he actually struck first.
The dark wind suddenly rose, the demonic clouds rolled in, the alms bowl turned into the size of a house, and the hood was hooded towards the earth god.
The Earth God seemed to have been prepared for it. Two bright yellow flying swords flew out of his sleeves, forming a yin and yang formation to surround the alms bowl.
The magic weapons collided, the residual power was scattered, and the Locust Temple was immediately shattered.
Bright yellow and dark lights rose into the sky and lingered in the sky for a long time. The roaring sound was continuous and spread dozens of miles away.
When people in nearby villages and towns learned that the Earth God was fighting with the Locust God, they knelt down and prayed to help the Earth God kill the evil god and restore peace to the land.
The fight lasted all day and night.
After all, Hong Luo lost some strength, and the lower half of his body was chopped off. He stared at the Earth God with resentment for a long time, then took out the jade bottle from his storage bag and threw it over.
"Ahem! The poor monk has remembered it!"
"It should have been so long ago."
The Earth God nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "If we cooperate again in the future, according to this ratio, I will get 70% of it!"
Hong Luoqi's facial features were distorted, and he had to bear the infamy and karma on his own, and it was only 30% of the hard work.
The God of Earth comforted him: "Master, don't be angry or resentful. Most of these will be handed over to the higher authorities. I will only get 10% to 20%, which is not as good as the amount of the Master."
Hong Luo snorted coldly and said, "Why don't you let Master Zhao become the Locust God?"
"Haha, I am not good at controlling insects."
The God of the Earth made him laugh. The practice of Shinto is not as carefree as the immortal way. If you use evil methods to cause disasters and endure the jealousy and curse of millions of people, you will inevitably end up in the five declines of heaven and man.
This is the reason why a dignified Jindan monk cannot cure diarrhea on his head and cannot wash away the dirt in his monk's robe.
"hypocritical!"
Hong Luo used his strength to condense his body, turned into escaping light, and fell into the deep mountains.
The Earth God hesitated for a moment, shook his head slightly and did not pursue him. They were both in the Golden Core realm, and if they really pushed Hong Luo too far, both sides would probably suffer losses.
"Instead of desperately killing Hong Luo, why not join forces to cause a few more disasters and gain more!"
Immediately, his body disappeared and he returned to the Tutu Temple in Linyang County, where he used incense to practice meditation and gain strength.
A ray of spiritual light rose from the ground, turned into a three-foot-long man, with a dark expression on his face, and finally flew towards the mountain.
After a while.
Hongluo Cave.
There are several layers of formation restrictions at the entrance of the cave. The techniques are rough and full of loopholes. The villain twists left and right to enter silently.
Go all the way down the cave, pass through several stone gates, and enter the Hongluo Hall.
Ledi Tutuo sat cross-legged on the white lotus throne, with his hands clasped together and a crystal ball in his mouth. He used the technique to attract surging spiritual energy and poured it into his body to quickly recover from his injuries.
The villain is just a wisp of magic power, he can be invisible, but he can't fight with others.
After walking around the White Lotus Throne a few times, I found a few drops of pus and blood on the ground, rolled them up and disappeared.
Hong Luo had no idea about this. Every time he thought about the Earth God, he couldn't help but feel angry, his breath trembled, his magic power reversed, and he almost seemed to be possessed.
"If you dare to bully me, this poor monk will definitely take revenge!"
At this moment.
Wisps of black energy appeared out of thin air, following Hong Luo's breath, and penetrated into his body.
"What the hell is this?"
Hong Luo looked horrified and quickly used the secret technique to protect himself. As a result, the black energy ignored any defense and continued to consume his life span.
A quarter of an hour later.
Hong Luo, who originally looked middle-aged, was dying, with sparse hair on his head as pale as snow, and a deathly aura all over his body.
"Zhao Ming, this poor monk will not let you go even if he is a ghost!"
Before he finished speaking, he passed away on the spot.
…
There is a tavern.
There were so many guests and it was so lively.
There were shouts and shouts, and the three guys were busy.
The earth god killed the locust god in Xu Liangxiang. He spread the news through temple blessings and storytellers, and it spread throughout Linyang City. When they learned that the locust plague was over, people came to the tavern to celebrate.
Words of praise and respect for the God of the Earth are indispensable.
Anyone who dares to say no, not to mention that the power of God is as powerful as prison, will be beaten to death by the people!
Zhou Yi was making calculations and talking to the guests with a smile.
"If Cheng Hui scores two or four points, he will be blessed by the gods, and the small change will be avoided."
"Boss Zhu is so generous. No wonder Master Huang often praises you. You are the most pious person in Linyang City."
The customer handed over his hand and settled the bill with satisfaction.
A mere outsider from Zhouyi came to Linyang County alone and made a lot of money by relying on the secret recipe of wine making. Now he can rely on the blessing of the Earth Temple to be safe and secure.
Of course, offering incense money is a must.
Immortals don’t need gold and silver, but temple blessings do!
A ray of spiritual light escaped from the ground and merged into Zhou Yi's body.
"The black witch spell belongs to the inheritance of Jiuzhou. There is no way to break it in Dongsheng Shenzhou, but it is an extremely useful spell!"
Zhou Yi learned that Hong Luo was dead and his expression had not changed at all. The nine continents had been shattered by the changes in the past, and nothing in the world could move him except life and death.
As for Hongluo's relics, it will take some time to wait.
Golden elixir monks must have a sect inheritance, and may have warning spells such as soul lanterns and soul slips, and will be investigated by fellow sects after their death.
If his master is the ancestor of Nascent Soul, or even the God-incarnate Heavenly Lord, if he bumps into him rashly, he will be trapped in a trap.
The water in Dongsheng Shenzhou is too deep, so be careful in everything you do!
…
half year later.
Hongluo Cave.
With confused eyes, the young bandit turned left and right into the cave and soon saw an old corpse.
The body of the True King is as strong as fine steel and will not decay for a hundred years after his death.
The bandit groped for a moment on the corpse, peeled off a magical weapon, and set a fire in the cave.
Out of the hole.
He climbed to the top of the mountain in a daze, buried the magical artifacts under the tree, and then fell off the cliff.
Another two years passed in the blink of an eye.
Linyang County has been plagued by disasters. First, there were heavy rains for days, and the water level of the Yuntong River surged and burst its banks.
The next year, the earth dragon came over again, causing heavy casualties in the villages and towns near Wushan.
The reputation of the Earth Temple is great, the incense is prosperous day and night, and the festivals are held continuously. The status of several temples has increased, and their voices are somewhat louder than those of the county magistrate.
This day.
A ray of light fell on the top of the mountain, and his spiritual consciousness swept over it, and he saw the corpses in the cave were filled with darkness.
"Even if this monk has a disciple, he is still an unpopular disciple. He has been dead for two years and there is no one to collect his body."
Zhou Yi waved his hand and took a picture of Hong Luo's relics, fled thousands of miles away, found an unknown cave, arranged the formation restrictions, and began to check them one by one.
There was a jet-black alms bowl magic weapon and several protective and killing magic weapons. The power was too weak and was directly burned by the spiritual fire.
The rest of the spiritual stones and spiritual objects were carefully checked and found to have no trace marks, and were put into storage bags.
"The Jade Slips of the Three-branch Kung Fu... The Buddhist Tantric Kung Fu "Mahaykala Sutra" is more like a Buddha and more like a demon. It is a crooked way. Judging from its realm, it belongs to the Immortal Way."
"The Plague Locust Sutra, a rather mysterious art of controlling insects."
"Incense concentration technique!"
Zhou Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, and his consciousness quickly scanned the content, and he immediately understood the reason why Hong Luo and the Earth God caused the disaster.
He waved his hand to take a picture of the jade bottle from among the debris. When he opened it, he saw more than a hundred crystal clear beads and a dense cloud of mist billowing inside.
"Wish Power Pearl!"
Zhouyi took out a bead and sensed the extremely rich smell of incense in it. According to the records of the Incense Concentration Technique, this object is the essence of incense condensed using a secret technique.
The way to use the wish power bead is very simple. Use the unblocking method to release the pure incense wish power. Integrating spiritual energy can speed up the practice of magic, refining magical weapons can increase the power, and incorporating spiritual elixirs can enhance the efficacy of medicine...
It has endless magical uses and can be called a catalyst for spiritual practice!
"The foundation of Dongsheng Shenzhou is still the Immortal Way. The so-called Divine Way is just the method of condensing and refining the power of will."
Zhou Yi pondered for a long time, then turned into light and left.
It is recorded in the incense condensation technique that when breaking through the realm, you can use the power of incense to greatly increase the success rate, and it is even better than the rare pill-forming and infant-condensing spiritual objects.
"No wonder Dongsheng Divine Continent is full of wild gods!"
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"You're here now, let's give him a good beating before leaving."
Lin Feng picked up the beer bottle and said calmly: "Do you deserve the surname Zhao?"
