Lingshan.
One of the thirteen mountains of Qingyun Qishui.
There are two villages and towns in the east and west at the foot of the mountain. They live and work in peace and contentment under the governance of the mountain god.
A few years ago, a copper mine was discovered on the mountain. The mountain god told the people in a dream that the population would soon increase sharply, and it seemed to be developing into a small town.
This day.
Wu Ming transformed into a miner and mixed into villages and towns.
Demonic monks have experienced a lot of life and death, and are more cautious in fighting than the righteous ones. They will never underestimate the Qingyun Mountain God who has just been promoted to Nascent Soul, let alone fighting on someone else's territory.
You must know yourself and your enemy. If you can use traps, poisoning, sneak attacks, etc., that would be great!
No amount of dignity or morality is as useful as living.
It's a pity that Wu Ming doesn't like the female monk, and the male comrades don't want to have a close relationship with her, otherwise they will definitely call on their friends to join forces to surround and kill her.
"First ask for information, determine the temperament of this mountain god, and then set a targeted trap!"
Wu Ming's spiritual consciousness enveloped Lingshan, and the mountain temple was naturally within its scope. Several Qi-refining and foundation-building monks in the temple were responsible for guiding the people to offer incense, and also issued some spiritual talismans to help them stay at home and cure diseases.
On weekdays, after practicing, it is inevitable to drink, have fun and talk loudly.
Lingshan is located under the command of Qingyun Mountain, so it is natural to talk about the God of Qingyun Mountain, but it is the most true when discussing in private.
Half a month later.
Wu Ming left Lingshan with a strange look on his face.
"Is the God of Qingyun Mountain really infamous? He is greedy for money, lustful, and flattering. He asked the imperial court for bandit-suppressing spiritual objects, and in the blink of an eye he plundered them into his storage bag..."
"This guy is even more evil than a poor Taoist. How can he be qualified to join the Butian Sect?"
Wu Ming had doubts in his heart and needed to investigate clearly to avoid falling into a trap, so he changed the hilltop to investigate.
one year later.
Wu Ming visited Qingyun Mountain and surrounding cities, and even secretly went to Feixian Pavilion in Daheng Capital. He was very sure that the god of Qingyun Mountain was an evil heretic.
Coming out of Feixian Pavilion, I felt a little heartbroken.
"Is this too expensive? I didn't do anything. I lost a batch of pills in just a few days. It is said that the mountain god often lives for three to five months. I really don't feel bad for wasting the imperial court's spiritual treasures!"
Wu Ming was despised and somewhat envious in his heart. He was running around so hard that his wealth accumulated over hundreds of years could not compare to the newly promoted Nascent Soul.
"These corrupt officials really deserve to be killed, and I must do justice to God for once!"
Say it.
He flew towards Chiming Mansion with the flying light and arrived at Lingquan City under the jurisdiction of Mansion City.
South of the city.
Earth Temple.
Wu Ming lowered his light, made an invisibility spell, and bowed to the Earth God.
"Greetings to Fellow Daoist Bai, Wu Ming, please give me some advice!"
Wait for a moment.
The statue's face gradually distorted, changing into Bai Suixin's appearance, and said slowly: "What does the devil want?"
Wu Ming said: "The poor Taoist practices the Thousand Eyes of Divine Light and only lacks one golden spiritual object..."
Before he finished speaking, Bai Suixin interrupted and refused directly.
"Are you trying to steal Chongming's Eye? I can't help you with this matter. Recently, there have been orders from the Sun Sect not to conflict with the Butian Sect. We will wait until the matter of becoming a god is finalized before we can decide who is better."
"Fellow Daoist Bai is really a master of calculation!"
Wu Ming praised repeatedly and became more confident in this trip. He took out a pill bottle from his sleeve and said, "This is Pindao's newly refined Xuanyang Pill. It can increase the yang energy of the Nascent Soul and help the Yin God turn into pure Yang!"
In the realm of transformation into gods, Yuanying transforms into Yuanshen. The biggest change is to survive the thunder tribulation, Yin Shen Chunyang!
In order to increase the probability of becoming a god, most Nascent Soul cultivators began to transform before going through the tribulation. There were even Tao Lords with profound knowledge and extraordinary talents who directly refined themselves into Pure Yang Nascent Soul.
Bai Suixin dropped the power of the incense, rolled the elixir bottle into the belly of the statue, and said: "This is not enough. Seeing the incense consecrating the gods, the value of the wishing power beads has skyrocketed, and the spiritual elixir has dropped a lot."
Wu Ming secretly cursed a black heart and had to take out two hundred wish beads and offer them with both hands.
"Excuse me, Fellow Daoist Bai."
"Easy to say, easy to say, Pindao, let's make a fortune!"
Bai Suixin promised well on the surface, but in his heart he despised Wu Ming. The great alchemy master was so stingy. Junior Brother Sun promised two to three hundred pills a year. With such a big gap, who would die if you don't die!
After pretending to calculate for a moment, he said slowly.
"Three months later is a good time. Although it is not an auspicious day, Wu Daoyou has the advantage of luck, and if it is too late, the Chongming Eye will be refined."
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Bai."
Wu Ming wrote down the date and already had a plan in mind.
According to Wu Ming's original cautious temperament, he could secretly covet a certain treasure or magical power for ten or twenty years, and would not choose to take action until a good opportunity came.
However, the treasures wait for no one, and they will be gone if they are too late!
"Fortunately, the corrupt official was so lecherous that he got entangled with a few witches from Feixian Pavilion, and the poor Taoist took advantage of this to attack him at close range!"
…
Spring March.
Good times on earth.
Many fertile fields have been opened up on Qingyun Mountain, and the people are busy farming, tired but happy.
These fields belonged to the mountain gods, so they were exempted from taxes by the court and rented to the common people under their rule. They only charged 30% of the rent. Farmers who encountered difficulties could also get credit.
Such a good thing has attracted many people to come to Qingyun Mountain to farm.
When you encounter a mountain temple in the mountains, you will naturally go in to worship, and the incense offered will be pure and clean.
Qingyun Mountain Temple.
main hall.
The four senior brothers lined up on the left and right, watching Zhou Yi take incense from the statue and condense it into an almost transparent wish power bead.
Gu Xiao praised: "Junior brother's method of governing people is really mysterious. According to the imperial court's law, the tax is thirty to one. You have obviously collected so much rent, but the incense and wishes they offer are so pure?"
"Thirty taxes per one, I never thought that senior brother would actually know the Great Law of Eternity."
Zhou Yi asked: "What did senior brother do before practicing?"
Gu Xiao said: "When Pindao was born, the Gu family had been passed down for thousands of years. When he was young, he listened to chanting sutras from time to time, which was to use spiritual objects to cleanse his body and build a superior Tao foundation."
"Junior brother stands too high, how can he know about ordinary things."
Ling Ming shook his head and said: "The imperial court has a thirty-year tax, and the state and county towns are not required to pay for miscellaneous expenses, especially those subordinate officials who are the most disgusting. The poor man was very successful in his cultivation back then. He first killed a few jailers in the Heavenly Prison!"
"Senior brother, why is this happening?"
Zhou Yi couldn't help but touched his neck. Fortunately, he wasn't in Dongsheng Shenzhou back then. The immortals and gods living here had long since died in the aftermath of the fight.
Or with the name of the Blood Prison Old Demon, it is possible that a monk will be attracted to come to the door with a flying sword to kill demons and eliminate demons, and restore peace to Tianlao.
"Back then, my father was framed by a villain and sent to the sky prison. Several jailers took turns bullying him. He died of illness in prison before his wife could investigate clearly. How can we not avenge him?"
Ling Ming's tone was calm, obviously he had already let go of what happened back then, and suddenly sighed: "Looking back now, more than five hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I haven't paid homage to my parents' graves for hundreds of years."
"The higher your cultivation level, the familiar people will all go away, leaving you alone walking alone!"
Pei Yuanzhou looked at the statue of the mountain god, pondered for a moment and said: "A mere mortal grain is not worth a spiritual stone. My uncle is obviously tax-free, but he still takes 30%. Is it because of the grudge against rice?"
"Roughly the same."
Zhou Yi nodded and said: "Not only will the common people not be grateful, but they will go even further and bully good people."
"It's interesting, it's really interesting. There is a great truth in this mundane thing."
Gu Xiao said: "After some time, I will refine a clone and integrate it into the life of mortals. I will use the world of mortals to understand the Taoist heart!"
Zhou Yi looked strange, Yuanying Daojun turned into the mortal world, and his every move changed the fate of countless people, he kindly reminded him.
"Then you have to be careful about certain types of people, lest you provoke big karma!"
Gu Xiao asked in surprise: "What kind of people?"
"For example, those who talk nonsense, those who change their temperament, those who behave strangely, those who are useless... and the four surnames of Ye Lin, Xiaochu!"
Zhou Yi said: "Don't provoke people with one of these qualities at will. They are probably some old monsters or children of luck. Not only can they not be killed, but they will become stronger and stronger!"
Gu Xiao frowned and asked doubtfully: "Is the ordinary world really so dangerous?"
"Haha, Junior Brother Zhu is just joking. Junior Brother Gu, please don't take it seriously."
Ling Ming couldn't help laughing. He climbed up from the bottom. During this period, he had read many common folk tales, so he understood the plot of Zhou Yi. He was about to explain to Gu Xiao when he heard a woman's voice.
"Good brother, I haven't come to see you for a long time. I miss you..."
The sound is ethereal and ethereal, arousing people's desire intentionally or unintentionally.
"This devil has been spying outside for a year, and finally he dares to come to the door."
Zhou Yi clicked his tongue and said: "She even pretended to be Taoist Miao Miao. It seemed that she would go to Feixian Pavilion less to spend money. She is a regular sect and has long had rules prohibiting going out to meet guests."
"Uncle Master knows so much, and I don't even know the rules."
Pei Yuanzhou looked strange and felt helpless towards this cheap little uncle, suspecting that the long-standing custom of Butian Sect would be distorted.
An Yunguang asked: "How should we arrange it and capture the demon directly?"
"Senior Brother An, don't worry, we are trying to catch a turtle in a jar!"
Zhou Yi chuckled and said: "The dignified Yuanying Taoist Master is pretending to be a female cultivator, pretending to be coquettish. Such interesting things are usually not seen, why don't you have to make fun of it?"
“Interesting and interesting.”
Ling Ming said: "We will also record the images and publicize them in Dongsheng Divine Continent. We will definitely make the ancestors of the sect happy!"
"Wonderful!"
Zhou Yi said: "Then I will go to the Yongsheng Hall at the back, pretend to have a banquet and drink wine, and let the devil in?"
Gu Xiao reminded: "It's okay to play around, but the formation restrictions cannot be ignored. If this devil escapes, it will be difficult for the ancestor of the sect."
"Senior brother, don't worry. There are more than 300 formations arranged in Yongsheng Hall, and there are hundreds more formations in the temple outside."
Zhou Yi arranged these formations not to trap the Bai-Eyed Demon Lord, but to prepare for the attack of the God-Transforming Heavenly Lord one day, so that he could withstand it for enough time to facilitate his escape.
After a while.
Yongsheng Hall.
The spiritual mist is lingering and the aroma of wine is overflowing.
Zhou Yi took out the five-thousand-year-old spirit wine and found that it was true, which surprised his fellow disciples and praised him repeatedly that the trip was worthwhile.
At this time.
Outside the mountain temple.
Wu Ming transformed into a girl named Miaomiao. She was dressed in a bright red palace dress and fluttered in the wind. She was extremely graceful. She waited for a moment to see the aura of the formation shine, and a passage leading into the temple appeared.
After careful observation for a moment, there are only some superficial formations, which can only bluff the foundation building pill.
Wu Ming was proficient in formations and alchemy, but it seemed that such a crude restriction could be broken with just a wave of his hand, which made him sneer in his heart.
"After all, he is just a newly promoted Nascent Soul. He was lucky enough to join the Butian Sect and reaped so many benefits. Compared to a poor Taoist, his background is still shallow!"
Thinking of this, he pursed his lips and chuckled, then quickly covered himself up with his sleeves.
With light steps and graceful waist, he slowly walked into the mountain temple, and led by General Jinjia to the Yongsheng Hall.
"Mr. Lang, I miss you so much... Yeah!"
As Wu Ming spoke, he pushed open the palace door, his sorrowful look solidifying in an instant. The five Nascent Souls in the palace all looked over and said in a stiff voice, "Mr. Lang, are you having guests today?"
He uses his magic power secretly and is ready to escape at any time.
"Miss Miaomiao came just in time, Pindao is inviting senior brother to taste wine."
Zhou Yi introduced: "This is Senior Brother Pei, who is expected to transform into a god in the future. This is Senior Brother An, who will lead the troops to guard the border. This is Senior Brother Lingming, whose escape method is so mysterious that few in the Nascent Soul Realm can compare to it..."
Wu Ming was horrified when he heard the introduction, but on the surface he was smiling: "I have seen a few seniors, but Miaomiao has never seen so many masters of the Butian Sect, and he lost his composure for a moment."
Miaomiao's true cultivation level is only foundation building. Facing several Nascent Soul Dao Lords, it makes sense for him to lose his composure.
"It doesn't matter."
Zhou Yi sat in the main seat and praised the senior brothers on the left and right: "Miss Miaomiao is from a well-known family and is the best at singing and dancing. Today we are gathering for a wine tasting, so it is a good time to invite her to join in the fun!"
"That's how it should be!"
“Fine wine should be paired with beautiful women!”
"Wonderful!"
Pei Yuanzhou and others' faces were slightly red, which seemed to be caused by drinking, but in fact they had never been so dissolute and felt a little ashamed for a moment.
The Butian Sect has strict rules and regulations, and they will not go to Goulan to listen to music, let alone practice dual cultivation with people who are heretical.
When Gu Xiao asked Zhou Yi to join the Butian Sect, he waited outside Feixian Pavilion for more than half a month!
"Then I will show my disgrace."
Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It seemed that his identity was not exposed. As long as Hu Nong passed the wine tasting party, not only could he escape safely, but he could also sneak attack while he was cultivating with Qingyun Mountain God.
Go deep into the Longtan Tiger's Den, easily kill the Butianmen, and then float away!
When word of this happens, it becomes another magical tale!
Wu Ming had never studied dance systematically. He had seen a lot of dancing during banquets and discussions, and he could easily imitate the movements exactly according to the postures in his memory.
The clothes are flying and the long sleeves are flowing.
The body is weak and boneless, and lotuses grow at every step.
I have to say that the Yuanying monk is very powerful. When he danced for the first time, he was no weaker than Gou Pantou. He danced like a mortal fairy.
"good!"
Zhou Yi clapped his hands and praised: "Miss Miaomiao's dance is unparalleled, please do one more dance."
Wu Ming did not dare to refuse and danced another dance.
I also saw Gu Xiao saying that she wanted to listen to music, so she sang softly and became a singer.
Afterwards, he danced several times and sang several songs. Seeing that he was still not allowed to sit at the table, Wu Ming had doubts in his heart and begged in a crooked voice.
"Mr. Sir, I'm tired. Why don't you take a break and pour some wine for you?"
"Tired? How could the mighty Demon Lord be tired?"
Zhou Yi shook his wine glass and teased: "Pindao has seen not only ten thousand dancers, but also eight thousand. No one can compare with the Demon King. He is really talented!"
When Wu Ming heard this, he didn't know that he had been exposed. His magic power turned into escaping light, and he crashed into the roof of the palace.
Buzz!
The aura of the formation shone brightly, manifesting colorful restrictions, layer upon layer wrapping Wu Ming like a silk net.
"Pindao's formation looks simple, but that's because I've set up an illusion array. Other people's illusion arrays create mist and clouds. I only make people relax their vigilance!"
Zhou Yi didn't even get up and handed over to the four senior brothers.
"Junior brother is not good at fighting, please trouble me to capture this demon!"
