"Mr. Li."
Yang Gang stood in front of Qingyun Pavilion and asked, "What is the God's Imperial Ceremony?"
"Is this it?"
Mr. Li dragged his broom and swept around the ground boredly. He heard the voice and said: "Every three years, Dazhou will select a group of Dazhou officials who are about to expire, a group of prestigious Su Lao, and a group of senior officials. A group of officials who have entered the spiritual practice but are not very talented and are willing to achieve the divine way in the flesh."
"On the third day of March, I went to the ancient Kuaiji Fairy Mountain to seek the Way and become a god."
"Enjoy the people's incense and worship, gain the power of Shinto, and protect one party. It can be regarded as an alternative method of immortality to get rid of reincarnation."
"But it also completely cut off reincarnation and ruined the hope of rising in the next life. I can only be an immortal forever and become one of the countless cornerstones of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
There was a gentle breeze in front of Qingyun Pavilion, and the old man told Yang Gang about the incense and fire Shinto of Great Zhou Dynasty.
"The power of Shinto?"
Yang Gang's heart moved, and he thought of the exquisite divine treasure, the exquisite pagoda, in the world of painting immortals.
So he asked: "What is the difference between this Shinto power and the Shinto treasure of the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty?"
"The Shinto treasures of officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty need to be controlled by the official seal, which gathers the luck of the place, and every move is connected with the luck of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It is regarded as the hub of the power of the local Shinto, so it has infinite power."
Mr. Li explained:
"But that is not your own power. Once you leave office, you will no longer have any power."
"And the Shinto that is conferred by the Grand Ceremony of the Imperial God is the enlightenment of one's own soul. Although the incense enjoyed is small, it belongs to oneself. In the future, if you improve step by step, you will have the opportunity to compare with the earthly immortals and even the immortal kings!"
"I see."
Yang Gang was thoughtful.
So why did the Nine Nether Evil Demon destroy the Great Zhou God Ceremony this time?
Thinking of this, he directly told Mr. Li the news.
"hiss……"
The old man suddenly took a long breath and said in surprise: "I understand."
"The Shinto of Incense and Fire is no different to ordinary people, but its rich scent of mortals is very restrained against the Nine Nether Demons! They are planning to do something big this time!"
Mr. Li looked at Yang Gang and asked, "What are your plans? If this news is used well..."
"The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind."
Yang Gang's eyes flashed and he said: "The God's Imperial Ceremony... is my chance to become an immortal. It is also the day when the Yang Mansion will be completely destroyed!"
"Yang Mansion...Oh, you have brought it upon yourself, and you will not live!"
Mr. Li shook his head and sighed, saying no more.
"Thanks for the guidance, senior."
Yang Gang bowed, turned around and walked down the mountain.
Mr. Li looked at his back, hesitated for a few moments, and couldn't help shouting:
"Boy Yang, this is a small way to become a god through incense. On the contrary, it is a constraint for those of you who are talented and talented. Don't go astray!"
"clear!"
Yang Gang waved and agreed.
Next, he has to prepare for the 'God's Ceremony' ten days later.
On the third day of March, the end of Yang Mansion.
Dark Yang Jian will be born to enforce justice and eliminate everything.
You become gods, I become an immortal...
Such a huge cause and effect, I wonder how these new group of future immortals of the Great Zhou Dynasty will repay it in the future?
Time blinked and it was another three days.
February twenty-sixth.
It started to rain lightly in the sky in Shengjing.
Yang Gang leaned on the counter, quietly watching the drizzle outside the store, bored.
Because it rained today, he skipped class again.
The reason is 'I don't have an umbrella at home'.
The courses at Qingyun Mountain were really boring. We had only been there for a few days, but Lord Sword Demon was already thinking of all sorts of excuses to evade.
The saints were angry and funny, but there was nothing they could do about his lazy appearance. Who makes Yang Gang's occasional opinions on the 'new law' always make people's eyes shine!
actually.
How could all the saints know that he actually did not want to see such an immature 'new law' come out too early.
At this time, Yang Gang was thinking about another thing.
'Incense Shinto'
Knowing Yang Jian's identity, he was ready to separate from himself.
After all, reality is not the past life, so you can't do whatever you want.
If he could condense a Shinto body and wear it as a vest, it would be a lot easier for him in the future.
But Mr. Li said that the sacred way of incense and fire is a small way, and if he touches it rashly, it will be harmful to himself.
"The world of painting fairy..."
Yang Gang looked at Xiao Yu outside the store with thoughtful eyes. He planned to enter the past life of the Painting Immortal, go to the south of the Yangtze River to study the Linglong Pagoda, the most precious treasure of Shinto, and use the long river of destiny to evolve the changes in it.
If he could get the best of both worlds, he would be able to sit firmly on the Diaoyutai in the future when the Great Zhou conquered the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands and the situation changed.
"That's it!"
Yang Gang made up his mind.
Just as he was about to take action, suddenly a person came in from the door.
The woman was wearing a floral white dress, with a gentle temperament and beautiful eyes. When she stepped into the store holding a paper umbrella, she was like a misty rain from the south of the Yangtze River.
It immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the store.
"Bai Suqing?"
Yang Gang was slightly startled.
"Yang Gang."
Bai Suqing walked slowly to Yang Gang, still holding the umbrella quietly.
"Is something wrong?"
Yang Gang said with a cold expression.
"I'm here to apologize."
Bai Suqing said quietly.
"Didn't you agree that we will never have anything to do with each other in the future? Why are you here to apologize?" Yang Gang sneered and said, "Hurry up and leave. I'm afraid it's too late... you won't be able to leave."
He glanced at the door of the store.
Jiang Jiang's figure walked in quietly, holding the Hongchen spear, and stood silently aside.
Bai Suqing seemed unaware and continued: "I apologize this time because my father and Uncle Zhongyong jointly harmed your mother."
"Everything has been done, how about an apology? Do you think an apology can get rid of all this?"
Yang Gang's eyes were cold, as if he had murderous intent looming.
"I'm here to apologize, not in the hope of being forgiven by you. The Bai family has done something wrong, and of course they have to pay it back. If you want to take revenge in the future, Suqing will take over the cause and effect. If I lose, I just hope... that you don't implicate innocent people. .”
Bai Suqing looked at Yang Gang and said softly: "Also, this time I am here to inform you that I... am going to become an immortal."
Bai Suqing is going to become an immortal.
This news not only made Yang Gang slightly stunned.
It also shocked Jiang Jiang behind him.
How long has it been since she passed the three tribulations of the soul, and she will become an immortal? It seems that the Zhuqinglong life level in her previous life is about to be fully awakened!
Unknowingly, Jiang Jiang held the spear tightly, feeling a surge of motivation in his heart.
Bai Suqing is going to become an immortal, and I can never be worse than her!
"I'll wait for you in Wonderland." After saying this, Bai Suqing held the paper umbrella and turned to leave.
The floral dress stirred up a fragrant breeze as she walked past Jiang Jiang.
"etc."
Jiang Jiang suddenly stopped her.
"Um?"
Bai Suqing turned her head slightly and looked at the woman who was more dazzling than her ten years ago.
Jiang Jiang took a step forward with his spear in hand and stood in front of Bai Suqing.
Suddenly, the two women with completely different painting styles had a strange aura about them for no apparent reason. One is a handsome female general, and the other is a half-dragon girl with the aura of mist and rain from the south of the Yangtze River.
Yang Gang swallowed his saliva subconsciously, feeling a little nervous and a little excited.
"Are you here to apologize?" Jiang Jiang said coldly.
"Yes." Bai Suqing nodded lightly.
"Where's sincerity?" Jiang Jiang asked.
"Sincerity?" The calmness on Bai Suqing's face was broken, and her expression showed a trace of confusion.
"If you're not sincere, why should you apologize?" Jiang Jiang looked at her face and suddenly raised a hand.
Snapped!
The slender palm slapped Bai Suqing's crystal-clear jade face hard at the fastest speed in the world.
Shocked everyone!
The crisp sound of slaps echoed in Hongchen Diaoyu Shop.
All the maids and guests were stunned and froze on the spot.
Bai Suqingsu covered her burning right face with her hand and looked at Jiang Jiang blankly, with a trace of astonishment flashing in her wide eyes.
'It's over, I know it! '
Yang Gang couldn't help but cover his face and couldn't look any further.
Why is Jiang Jiang so skilled in this slap? It always feels like I’ve seen it somewhere before…
(End of chapter)
