"Mingcha?"
Jin Yangzi's voice was cold, and he looked at Magistrate Zhao up and down, as if wondering where to strike.
The monks in the Inspectorate Department are responsible for arresting evil gods. They have seen too many things done by evil demons and heretics, and their minds are inevitably affected by them.
"I can kill you now, or let you go!"
"Sir, a few days ago I came to Beijing to pay a visit to my mentor..."
Zhao Tai changed the subject. He dared to show up at this time, so he had something to rely on: "I learned that His Majesty is very dissatisfied with Daheng Immortal God, and intends to restart the Beijing inspection and the plan, and test every ten years to eliminate theocracy!"
"Jingcha!"
Jin Yangzi's eyes narrowed slightly, his awe-inspiring murderous intent instantly dissipated, and his voice was like spring breeze turning into rain.
"Zuo Yushi's reputation has spread throughout the capital. Since he is his disciple, he will not collude with Linyang Land. I searched the soul and learned that Linyang Land was coerced by your family and had to compromise without sharing the stolen goods!"
As he spoke, he waved his hand and put the wishing beads into his cuffs.
"Thank you, sir."
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County Magistrate Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. The God of Land had been wreaking havoc in Linyang County for five years. The local officials had not reported it to the court, and they were already suspected of dereliction of duty and collusion.
What Jin Yangzi said is the best solution. At most, he will be condemned by the court and will not be convicted.
Jin Yangzi asked: "Tell me about the Jingcha and the big plan. What is the specific process?"
The Jingcha was to assess the officials in the capital, while the Grand Plan was to assess the local, prefecture and county officials. These two systems were established by Taizu Daheng. At that time, countless righteous officials failed to pass the assessment, ranging from resignation to death to Xiantai.
As Daheng was established for a long time, several unreliable emperors appeared in the middle, and the assessment system gradually relaxed until it was completely abandoned a thousand years ago.
"According to my mentor, His Majesty intends to establish a survey and verification department to be responsible for surveying and checking officials."
Magistrate Zhao said: "This department has spared the six ministries of the cabinet and is directly responsible to His Majesty. It has the power to arrest and torture the righteous officials who have found out the crimes!"
Jin Yangzi said quietly: "No wonder people say that today's people are unkind and suspicious by nature. If the survey department is built, won't it directly put pressure on my head?"
Magistrate Zhao was hunched over, sweating profusely and not daring to raise his head, his magic power blocking his five senses and ignoring him.
After a while.
When he looked up again, the hall was empty and Jin Yangzi had disappeared.
Magistrate Zhao turned around and left, and was about to go back to the Yamen when he met Master Miao Zhu Huang when he went out.
"Huang San'er, a grassroots man, pays homage to Master Qingtian!"
Huang San'er knelt on the ground, kowtowed three times, and said: "That evil god wantonly tortured the people for the sake of incense. In order to expose his true face, I endured the humiliation and made the temple blessing."
"..."
Magistrate Zhao raised his eyebrows. The words sounded familiar, and he pondered for a moment and asked.
"Since you endure the humiliation, can you collect evidence?"
"Of course."
Huang San'er said: "The common people have been undercover for decades. They have gained the trust of the evil god and are responsible for managing the incense money in the temple. They have accumulated tens of thousands of taels."
"I have always been fair and strict."
Magistrate Zhao put on an air and said solemnly: "Don't think about bribing me with gold and silver. These incense money are all the hard-earned money of the people of Linyang!"
Gold, silver, and jewelry are not something that can be appreciated by Foundation-Building monks. Any spiritual object can be sold for thousands of taels of silver. Some rare elixirs are already priced out of the market.
In order to survive, Huang Saner scratched his head and recalled: "A few years ago, I accidentally heard the evil god talking to the mountain god. It seemed that there was some treasure buried in a cave somewhere in Wushan Mountain."
"There are even stolen goods!"
Magistrate Zhao was immediately moved. The two Golden Elixir True Lords left behind must be a great opportunity for the foundation-building monks, so he asked quickly.
"Think carefully, where is the stolen property buried?"
Huang Saner asked: "Sir, what about my crime..."
"What crime?"
County Magistrate Zhao said: "My Lord in charge has proven that I have had an affair with that evil god for a long time, and Mr. Huang is my subordinate, and he did not hesitate to risk his life to go undercover in the Tutu Temple."
"Not only is he not guilty, he is actually meritorious! The government warehouse is short of a manager, and you will be the one to take over from now on."
"Thank you, Mr. Qingtian!"
Huang San'er was immediately overjoyed. The warehouse manager was a good job, and he could make a fortune just by grabbing some oil and water.
…
Yuanding seventy-six years.
The land case in Linyang County happened, and the head of the Supervision Department killed him on the spot.
The county magistrate posted notices everywhere, attributing all the disasters and murders in Linyang County in recent years to the evil deeds of the land.
The county government's backlog of cases was all sorted out at once.
Former Master Huang, now Treasurer Huang, wore official uniform under the notice and preached about the evil deeds of the Earth God.
In just a few months.
The land god in Linyang County went from being worshiped by all the people to being worshiped by everyone. The land temples built in the county and rural areas were all broken into ruins and no longer had any incense and power.
half year later.
The imperial court issued a commendation, praising Linyang County Magistrate for sticking to the bottom line and not collaborating with the evil god.
At the same time, County Magistrate Zhao temporarily took over the post of Linyang Land for a period of ten years with the foundation-building realm.
The court's intention is obvious. Due to the evil deeds in Linyang land, it will be difficult to obtain incense and wish power in a short time, and other Jindan monks are unwilling to come here to clean up the mess.
Ten years later, the people will have almost forgotten the past and will be able to move to new lands.
If County Magistrate Zhao is promoted to Jindan in ten years, he will be directly transformed into the official land god. He is also a ninth-grade official, and he will be transformed from an official to a righteous god. This can be regarded as a big step forward!
…
half year later.
Wushan.
After the rain.
The mountains are hazy and the birds are chirping.
Zhou Yi walked through the deep forest and saw a temple on the mountainside.
Only half of the wall was left with mud and broken tiles. Half of the statues of gods were lying upside down under the wall, which was already covered with moss.
"Everything in the world is unpredictable. The mountain temple that was so popular last year now only has a few broken walls left."
Zhou Yi waved his hand and took a picture of the statue from the rubble. He could barely tell that it was a tiger-headed man wearing armor. It was the Wushan Mountain God.
A demon king in the golden elixir stage has occupied the position of mountain god for more than a hundred years.
Last year, Jin Yangzi investigated the Linyang land case and killed the mountain god by the way. Since he was not a righteous god canonized by the imperial court, it was like killing a demon. The county government announcement did not mention it.
The gods of mountains, rivers and wild animals deserve to be killed in the eyes of the imperial court!
Yuntong Hebo, who was also a wild god, received no punishment, not even a verbal reprimand.
"With a good background, it will work anywhere!"
Zhou Yi knew without any investigation that Yuntong Hebo had Nascent Soul Dragon Lord as his backer, and the Dragon Lord had the protection of a more powerful dragon clan.
The Dragon Clan is the most protective of calves. If someone of the same clan commits a crime, they will never be punished by the Human Clan.
"Occupy Wushan, first concentrate on cultivation, and slowly get in touch with fellow practitioners. Once we understand Dongsheng Shenzhou clearly, we must find a backer, otherwise we may have people clean it up!"
In recent years, people in Zhou Dynasty have already found out what His Majesty did after he ascended the throne.
Emperor Yuanding has been in charge of Daheng for more than seventy years and has killed more righteous gods than in the past two hundred years. His reputation for being cold and ruthless has spread throughout the world.
According to this person's temperament, Daheng will be turned upside down in the next hundred and twenty years.
"Either Yuanding will be revived, or Daheng will collapse!"
In Zhou Yi's eyes, the stubborn diseases of Daheng, which has a history of 2,500 years, have penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
The reason why it does not collapse is because the imperial court is controlled by the monks who transform themselves into gods, and the people at the bottom are unable to resist. However, the thoughts of hundreds of millions of living beings will have cause and effect.
Daheng replaced the previous dynasty, and it was Taizu who broke through and became a god, and rose up, and Yun Hejing followed.
According to folklore, Taizu Daheng is still alive today. He made a rule to change the emperor every two hundred years. After that, he went into seclusion and cultivated, and he soared to the sky!
Go to the top of Wushan Mountain.
Zhou Yi's eyes sparkled as he observed the direction of the mountains and quickly found the place where Feng Shui and weather conditions converged.
The escape light falls.
There are also ruins of a mountain temple here, which are much larger than those in other areas. It should be the place where the former mountain god practiced cultivation.
With a wave of his hand, the ground rumbled and shook, burying the ruins underground.
Wall after wall rose from the ground, and in a moment, a new mountain temple was built.
It covers an area of more than a hundred feet and can be accessed from the front and back.
There is a plaque "God of Wushan" hanging on the vermilion door. When you push the door, you can see the statue of the mountain god in the main hall, wearing a navy blue robe, holding a sword in one hand and a talisman in the other. His face is 70-80% similar to the Book of Changes.
Behind it is the place where Zhou Yi practiced, which is divided into rooms for receiving guests, alchemy, retreat, and Qi refining.
The whole thing looks like a Taoist temple, except that the statue of the immortal in the temple is none other than Zhou Yi himself.
"With the name of a mountain god in vain and no one offering incense to worship, it will be difficult to gather the wish beads!"
Zhou Yi soared into the sky, and his spiritual consciousness swept across a hundred miles. There were a few scattered villages, and there were also hunters who lived in the mountains all year round. Most of them were believers of the mountain god.
After observing for a moment with his spiritual consciousness, there was no one he could guide.
"First repair the other small temples. According to Hong Luo's practice notes, we will build several more temples. Not only will it be convenient for the followers to worship, but the people passing by will also come into the temple to burn incense."
In a world where immortal gods are manifested, mortals know that immortal gods really exist, and naturally develop the habit of burning incense in temples.
Whether it's useful or not, it's always right to worship God. If it's a small-minded god who sees you not burning incense, he might cast a spell to bring you misfortune.
This kind of offering by passers-by has little power in offering incense, but it is also an act of adding up a little and making a lot!
Several days.
There are dozens of Xinshan temples in Wushan, and there is basically one within twenty or thirty miles.
Zhou Yi used the method of entrusting dreams to inform the people living in Wushan about the name and image of the new mountain god.
The general idea is: The Mountain God has been replaced, don’t worship the wrong one!
Perhaps it was because Zhou Yi's human form was far more approachable than the monster with a tiger head and a human body, so the people did not resist and directly changed the tiger-headed statues enshrined in their homes.
"Or maybe the people don't believe in the mountain god, but the mountain god!"
Zhou Yi shook his head, occupying the seat of the God of Wushan and not planning to change it in the short term.
No matter who people believe in now, hundreds or thousands of years later, the god they believe in will definitely be the Book of Changes. Moreover, Zhou Yi's long lifespan made him not eager for quick success and quick success, but would take the right path to gather incense.
"There are three right paths: protecting the people, teaching the Dharma, and praying!"
Protecting the people means treating diseases and providing disaster relief, and gaining heartfelt support and respect from the people, but it is quite cumbersome to do.
Not all the people under treatment will be sick, nor will they all get sick at the same time. The road to treatment requires waiting for opportunities and traveling around. The same goes for disaster relief. Apart from creating disasters on our own, we will never encounter a natural disaster in ten or twenty years.
Teaching the Dharma is to spread the Taoism. The monks and spirits who step into the Taoism have the incense and aspiration power far beyond that of ordinary people.
Praying means that the people under the rule offer incense and pray, and the gods cast spells to fulfill the people's wishes.
Zhou Yi thought about it carefully, and then compared it with the less than ten thousand people near Wushan, and he suddenly understood.
"No wonder the land of the mountain gods has gone astray. These three righteous paths gather the willpower and earn hard-earned incense money!"
"Busy, busy, condense a few wish power pearls, it is not enough to delay the practice time. Fortunately, poor Taoist people have infinite life span, it takes thousands of years to cross the sea, just gather the wish power pearls slowly!"
Zhou Yi occupies the throne of Wushan and has no plans to move in the short term.
The first thing is to gather the wish beads, and the second is to make friends from all over the world and understand the world of immortal cultivation in Dongsheng Shenzhou.
One month later.
The people in Shannan went to the mountains to hunt, and when they encountered a blind bear, they were about to die at sight.
Suddenly, a huge boulder rolled down from the mountain and knocked the black bear unconscious. The hunter faintly heard a majestic voice: "How dare you harm people in this god's land!"
The hunter thanked the mountain god repeatedly. When he returned home, he worshiped the mountain god day and night. He told everyone he met that the mountain god was miraculous.
This matter was naturally controlled by Zhou Yi, who used the Incense Concentration Technique and found that the incense willpower contributed by Orion was more than ten times stronger than before.
If there are levels of believers, they will probably transform from general believers to believers!
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
Zhou Yi silently recited the Qingxin Dharma, suppressing the thought in his mind of using magic to create accidents, and then manifesting the spirit to save people.
"How is it different from the land of Linyang to obtain the power of incense and fire? Many gods started from small evils, and as their greed grew, they turned into evil spirits step by step!"
one year later.
The God of Wushan gained dozens of followers.
Among them was an old man surnamed Chen. He was grateful to the mountain god for sending his son, which extended the family tradition and became a blessing to the mountain god.
Two years.
The number of believers grew to a thousand.
Five years.
It snowed heavily for three days and nights in winter, blocking the inside and outside of Wushan, and the people lacked food and clothing.
The mountain god appeared and used the art of spring breeze to turn into rain, melting ice and snow. A snow disaster turned into auspicious snow that nourished the fields.
After the disaster, the people near Wushan became believers of the mountain god.
Flowers bloom and fall, clouds roll and relax.
Ten years passed by in a flash.
This day.
The sun is high.
It is the busy farming season in midsummer.
A ray of light fell at the foot of Wushan Mountain and turned into a young man in his twenties.
He has a face like a crown jade, a tall and straight figure, wearing a bright yellow Taoist robe, with a three-inch sword mark embroidered on his chest.
"Eleven years and I'm back!"
The young man was none other than Lin Heng. He went to Beijing to file a complaint and became a disciple of the Heavenly Lord Huashen. Recently, he finally survived the tribulation of Xiao Si Jiu and got permission from his master to travel down the mountain.
The first stop is Wushan.
Lin Heng took out the golden bell from his storage bag and shook it gently, making a tinkling sound.
Waited for a long time, no response.
"Isn't Xiaoqing on the mountain?"
Lin Heng frowned and rang the golden bell all the way up the mountain. As a result, he was nowhere to be seen throughout Wushan.
During this period, I saw a few spirits and asked about the snake demon and Xiao Qing. They all shook their heads to express their ignorance and directed Lin Heng to go to the mountain temple to ask.
Fly to the mountain temple.
Lin Heng fell to escape the light, and a Taoist boy walked out before knocking on the door.
"Master Shan Shen already knows the Taoist friend's intention to come, but he is in seclusion and cultivating, so it is inconvenient to receive him."
Lingshen doll raised his hands and said: "The former mountain god was involved in the Linyang land case and died at the hands of the Supervisory Department. The spirits under his command died and were scattered. I don't know where the green snake went."
"Thank you, fellow Taoist."
Lin Heng couldn't help but feel disappointed. He had been looking forward to it for ten years, but it ended up like this.
Fortunately, Dao's heart was as strong as iron, so he did not use the escape method, turned around and walked slowly down the mountain.
Suddenly I looked back.
The Taoist boy under the mountain god's throne was still standing at the door, with his long black hair hanging loose and his navy blue Taoist robe blowing in the wind. Lin Heng was inexplicably moved, and the more he looked at him, the more gentle and amiable he became.
"Infinite Heavenly Lord!"
"How could a poor Taoist have such an idea? It's really scary. It's better to go back to the master's door to practice in seclusion!"
Lin Heng repeatedly recited the Qingxin Dharma and turned into an escaping light and fled hastily.
