In the Battle of the Gods on the first day of the twelfth lunar month in the first year of Kangping, because the evil Siluo sacrificed himself, the people were devastated and the world was greatly damaged. However, at the last moment when Qin Liuxi pulled Siluo into nothingness forever, the trapped **** she had cultivated The vitality array contained in the array disk was activated, and another mountain spirit entered the array as an array spirit, causing vitality to flourish, and spiritual rain falling from the sky to feed the common people.
So after that battle, the spiritual energy of the world recovered and became more abundant than before the war, which was a blessing in disguise.
This blessing was obtained by Qin Liuxi's sacrifice of everything.
The revival of spiritual energy in the world has quickly restored the vitality that the people should have, and those who clearly feel that the spiritual energy has become abundant are all the practitioners. From the rapid replenishment of the vitality seriously injured in the battle of killing gods, to the subsequent improvement, they all I feel that the spiritual energy has indeed revived.
As for the most spiritual place, it was the former black desert, that is, the realm of nothingness, which attracted many practitioners to come and become hermits.
The world is changing with great changes.
Decades have passed, and the original realm of nothingness has become the best place to hide in the world. Small sects, large and small, have been established here, each occupying the top of the mountain, and each has its own competition, but it is strangely peaceful.
There is only one place where they dare not go to establish a sect, and that is the real realm of nothingness and the land of fallen angels.
Yes, when the evil Buddha became a god, he was defeated by Qin Liuxi and fell into nothingness with her. Later generations called it the land of fallen gods, but who is the real **** has his own definition in his heart.
Whether you don’t dare to disturb the Immortal Lord who dares to sacrifice his body and soul for the common people in the world, or you are afraid of the void realm devouring souls, in addition to honestly paying homage to Enlightenment, if you want to live here and practice cultivation for a long time, then you have to do it Good spiritual power ends up being swallowed up instead.
Yes, after discovering that the Land of the Fallen Angels is the birthplace of abundant spiritual energy, someone wanted to practice here, but found that as long as he practiced here for more than ten days, he could no longer absorb any spiritual energy, and the spiritual power in his body was instead absorbed. Devour.
Some people thought that they would come back ten days later, but it still didn't work. The Land of Fallen Angels seemed to have a memory of it, and they refused to let it go. Until they tried again and again, and finally three years later, they were able to enter the Soul-Absorbing Sanddo again. .
This rule has also been recorded. All practitioners who come to the Land of the Fallen God to visit the Taoist temple can only do so once every three years, and each time is no more than ten days. Anyone who exceeds the limit, the higher the level of cultivation, the higher the degree of spiritual devouring.
Some people say that the Immortal Lord is still protecting the common people. Otherwise, everyone would come to the place of origin to enclose the territory to absorb the spiritual energy, and it would be sucked away by you. What spiritual energy would there be in other places, and what would other practitioners absorb?
Practitioners are not just humans, but also many living beings. They can be demons, spirits, or spirits. Everyone in the world is a practitioner.
It's just a matter of opinion whether you can understand your own way.
Over time, the Land of the Fallen Angels became the burial place of Qin Liuxi. It was also a place of pilgrimage for many monks. Even if they only had ten days, they were willing to come there three years ago.
Because it is more beneficial to gain enlightenment here.
Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye. The Land of the Fallen Angels has been called a sacred secret realm by practitioners. It can be entered once every three years, and now only those who are destined can enter it. Many people call it a miracle.
No high-level practitioners have circled it, but that mysterious secret realm is like suddenly giving birth to its own spiritual consciousness, with an invisible barrier. Only those who are destined to truly follow the Tao can enter that secret realm to comprehend, and When the period of ten days is up, it will be sent out automatically.
After the secret realm was created, because few people visited it, the rare spiritual plants inside grew rapidly. In addition to the spiritual plants, you could also find precious materials for forming formations, such as black gold lapis lazuli, as well as spiritual objects such as the lightning strike wood.
Knowing this, all the monks swarmed in, but not everyone can enter the secret realm, only those who are destined. Therefore, if the monks who can enter get good things when they come out, they will be robbed with tens of thousands of gold. .
As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. Normal transactions are nothing, but some people dare to kill people and buy goods. For this reason, the Jiuxuan Auction Hall, which has been closed for many years, suddenly opened its doors again, giving monks or mortals who want something to trade. place.
If you want to ask for something, you can set a reward in Jiuxuan. If you want to sell something, you can also sell it in Jiuxuan. Although the commission is strong, Jiuxuan will keep the information of the buyer and seller absolutely confidential.
Since then, Jiuxuan has become the number one auction house in the world. As long as you can afford the bid or can get equivalent treasures, you can exchange the items needed for buying and selling.
Such an existence will naturally arouse the royal family's fear and covetousness, but Jiuxuan is just like the Palace of Eternal Life in the Kangwu Dynasty, mysterious and powerful. Behind it, stand the powerful people who participated in the battle of slaying the gods. Who dares to compete with it?
Royal dignitaries also know the existence of the Fallen Mystery Realm, but let alone the entrance to the Fallen Mystery Realm, it is a realm of nothingness. Ordinary mortals will be overwhelmed if they approach it, let alone forcefully break through.
Therefore, although that place is in the mortal world, for ordinary mortals who cannot practice cultivation, it is an isolated heavenly realm, giving people a feeling of two worlds.
The same is true for the royal family. As the number of cultivators increases and becomes stronger, they already feel that the imperial power is in danger.
The more people are afraid of losing, the more they will find ways to hold on to the power in their hands. Faced with the threat of powerful monks, the emperor wants to regain military power, just in case.
Compared to his father, Emperor Kangping, Emperor Yongyan was taught by famous teachers and had good temperament. However, things in the world changed, and so did people. Emperor Yongyan, who became a saint, would naturally develop the problems of an emperor, being suspicious and defensive. .
He was a good-looking man, unlike the widowed Emperor Kangping, who had to choose his concubines again and again, and even gave birth to sons and princesses. Excluding those who died in infancy, the total number of survivors was twenty. With more children, there will naturally be more people fighting for power. Emperor Yongyan only served as emperor for eighteen years before he collapsed due to the depletion of his dragon body. Moreover, the new emperor was not succeeded by his direct prince, but by his third son. , changed to Yuan Qianning.
As Emperor Kangping Qi Qian said at that time, a royal family's empire cannot last forever. Whether it can be defended depends on luck, and the luck of the Qi family actually began to decline from the Yongyan Dynasty.
Emperor Kangping finally managed Dafeng to be prosperous and prosperous. By the time of Emperor Yongyan, the harem was huge and the expenses were high. Later, when he came to fight for power, in order to consolidate military power, he did not get along well with the Quan family and the Yue family, who controlled a large army. Not to mention that Emperor Yongyan was not as frugal as his father, but rather extravagant. Fortunately, the spiritual energy was revived, natural disasters were reduced, and the output in various places was not bad, otherwise it would have been empty long ago.
However, if there is no production, no amount of gold and silver will be enough. And when Emperor Qianning came, he intensified his efforts and became even more capable than his father. He was headstrong and suspicious, and he used force to gather military power. Whether it is the Marquis Mansion that controls the military or the real warlord family, they regard it as a thorn in the flesh, and they are unwilling to pull it out, and their relationship with them is also on the same level.
"...This Qi family is almost exhausted, but fifty years of wealth will be enough for them." Feng Xiu leaned in front of the stone tablet, talking about the outside world, and then caressing Qin who was already empty. "Liu Xi" was in the position of the three characters, and said: "Even if you lose one painting a year, it will only be twenty-six years. I have given you a few more years, but you still haven't come back. Could it be that you can't climb up? Or you are lost. Do you want me to go? I’ll pick you up and give you a clear path!”
Ever since Teng Zhao brought his only disciple to Changdu to pay homage to his master, and said that the characters on her tombstone were getting less and less painted every year, they began to wonder if after her name disappeared, she would also die. Appeared.
But the name Qin Liuxi has disappeared from the tombstone for several years. She has never appeared, and the karma fire in **** has never been lit.
It has been fifty years since she left.
Fengxiu received no response, sighed, took a sip of wine, turned into his true form and curled up in front of the tombstone.
The emergence of a secret realm is no accident.
While other monks cannot stay here for a long time, but he can, it is no accident. It must be due to the selfishness of protecting his shortcomings.
She can always find her way back, it's just time.
…
On the twelfth lunar month of the twelfth year of Qianning, a grand temple fair was held in the Nanxian City God's Temple. Because this year was the birthday of the City God, the local gentry held a grand temple fair for this purpose.
In fact, the city **** has been blessing us in these years. The weather in Nan County has always been good, and there are also outstanding people. There are so many Jinshi and talented people. The people believe that the city **** has appeared and protected them, so they have great faith in the city god.
However, some outsiders came to participate in the temple fair and saw that the Chenghuang Temple was very simple, but the statue was just an ordinary bronze statue, and it was also covered with an old silk rune, as if it was an old thing found in a corner.
This is not clear.
Obviously the believers here are very devout and the incense is prosperous. There are also many noble people in Nan County. There must be some people who are willing to build a golden body for the City God in order to repay God's favor, right?
Why is it still an old bronze statue and even the silk cloth is an old thing?
Looking at the feet of the City God, there are also many new shawls wrapped around it, but the one on his body is very old.
If you don’t understand, just ask, are these believers all hypocritical?
"You know what? The City God himself doesn't want a golden statue or a new silk robe. His old man said that this silk robe was given to him by his disciples before leaving. The bronze statue remains as it is because he is afraid of his disciples. I couldn't recognize him when I came back, so I didn't want the golden body." A local man snorted: "Our City God, if you can offer him some good wine and roast chicken, he will be very happy. There is no need to change the statue. "
“This, you local people made up their own stories. Can the City God still speak?”
"Why can't you? It seems like you are not a sincere worshiper of gods. Gods can enter dreams. If one person hears this, then I made it up. However, several people who wanted to donate gold and bodies have received reports of dreams. Can there be any falsehoods? Have you seen that old Miao Zhu? Even though he is so old, his eyes are still half-blind, but he is very good at interpreting signs. I heard that he is over eighty, and he has been doing it for decades. Even those who guard the temple do not allow people to change their bodies."
“Really, then I’ll ask for a fortune too.”
"Go, go, you have to put on some sesame oil. I heard that the City God will go on tour this year and will bless you. Have you seen those Taoist priests? They are here just for the City God's tour."
The stranger was wearing scholar's clothes. He was obviously a traveling scholar. After hearing this, he asked with great interest: "What's going on with the city god's patrol?"
The local looked him up and down and said, "Are you a scholar? I heard that you scholars won't talk about those strange powers and chaos. You may not believe what I say."
The scholar Zhan Fan immediately said: "I am not that pedantic bookworm who only knows how to study behind closed doors. I am dedicated to reading thousands of books rather than traveling thousands of miles. Everything I see and hear will be compiled into volumes to prepare for compilation of travel notes. Yes, I have a name."
"oh?"
"There is a bookstore in Nan County. There is a layman from Yuntai who sells interesting and unofficial histories very well. If you are not talented, I am the layman from Yuntai." Zhan Mang said with a smile: "So just tell me and I will listen. It will be easier to write it down in the book later.”
"Oh, that's great." The local pulled him closer to the Taoist priests setting up stalls and said, "You have to know that there are three levels of people, just like the powerful and the common people. There are differences. This Taoist practice It’s the same with everyone. There are those with high cultivation levels, and there are naturally those with low cultivation levels, right.”
“That’s the truth.”
"Don't believe it, there are ghosts in this world. I saw with my own eyes the cow head in the City God's Temple going out to catch a little ghost. Oops, there was a lotus as big as a bowl on the cow's head. It caught the little ghost and beat him until he screamed. , not to mention how scary it is.”
Zhan Mang: “…”
Haha, bull-headed hairpin lotus, I believe in your evil deeds!
“If there are ghosts, there will naturally be an underworld. My mother’s good sister is a layman in a Taoist temple. I heard that if the Taoist priests catch a ghost, they won’t just send it away..."
“If you catch a ghost, don’t you beat it to death? Do you have to take care of it?” Is being a ghost so majestic?
"Young students, when it comes to ancient times, you don't need to be knowledgeable about ancient things." The local clucked his tongue and said, "Who said that if a Taoist priest catches a ghost, he will definitely beat him to death? To be honest, ghosts are still humans before they become ghosts. People only become ghosts after they die. Some people who become ghosts do not believe that they are dead and are wandering around the world without harming anyone. They are good ghosts. Since they are good ghosts, they naturally have to transcend, right? Only those powerful and evil ghosts will be beaten by Taoist priests. It’s so soul-crushing.”
“Brother, I know a lot.” Zhan Mang smiled and bowed his hands.
Zhan Mang recited Qing Ping Guan and said, "To be honest, brother, I came here for Qing Ping Guan. I heard that it is a sect that does not seek immortal kings."
"Yes, she is also a goddess. Old people often say that without those immortals and goddesses to help the world, none of us would be able to be born." The local said, bowed in the direction of Qingpingguan, and said, "I'm going too far. , as we mentioned before, not all Taoist priests have this ability to open the ghost gate to save ghosts. If you have low cultivation level, you have to rely on external forces, such as when the City God goes on patrol or uses other Taoist temples to do things. And go and send away the ghosts you saved. Oh, if you ask why they go to such trouble, it's just for merit."
The locals looked at the Taoist priests and said, "Taoists can help people, themselves, and ghosts. What they practice is the Tao, and what they understand is also the Tao. Only when your mind is right can you gain merit. I don't need to explain what merit is." ?” Zhan Mang nodded with respect: “You know so much.”
The locals smiled and said, "That's what I heard. They came, firstly, to get blessings from the City God, and secondly, because the City God can also transfer ghosts into the ghost gate, so they came to borrow a way. Seeing those Do you want to make offerings? Since you need to borrow money, you must have an attitude. They are all offerings to the city **** and the various ghosts and gods."
Zhan Mang looked at the incense candles and had a picture in his mind. The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He said, "Thank you for clarifying my doubts. I will definitely participate in such a grand event."
"Just follow me. When the City God goes out on a tour, he doesn't just give blessings to people, but also to ghosts. It's not easy to mess with them. After all, people have their own doors and ghosts have their own paths. It will be bad if you bump into them."
Zhan Mang thanked him quickly.
He was walking with the locals, and someone passed by him. He turned his head and saw that the flaming red clothes disappeared in the blink of an eye. He couldn't help but tilt his head slightly.
…
The **** of karma fire.
The Yin soldiers who were roaming in **** suddenly felt agitated, their whole bodies and souls trembled, and they felt a little frightened and weak.
That kind of fear, as if something terrifying was approaching and surrounding him, as if if he didn't notice, he would be burned and his soul would be scattered.
My feet suddenly felt a little hot.
Yin Bing froze and looked down.
A tiny spark flashed under his feet, and he blinked. Am I dazzled?
Another spark, a little bigger than the one just now.
The Yin soldier felt something was wrong and instinctively wanted to leave. When a ghost saw him, he immediately shouted: "That ghost, what are you doing standing there? Come back quickly. That is the center of the fire. Do you want to die?"
"I, I..." Yin Bing was shaking all over. I wanted to leave, but the problem was, I couldn't move.
He looked at the ground helplessly, and the sparks lit up again, and his soul almost flew away.
Help, someone come and save the child!
The ghost opposite felt something was wrong, so he quickly floated over, and happened to see a spark lighting up, and was also stunned.
No way, the fire has been extinguished for fifty years, right?
He knelt down and stared at the center of the earth. If it were you, then you should work harder and burn it!
ifies.
The sparks light up and go out.
Once, twice, three times, countless times.
Until there was a pop, a cluster of flames as bright as a red lotus jumped out from the center of the earth.
The two ghosts screamed, but before they had time to react, powerful pressure came, and they were on the edge of the Karma Fire Hell in an instant.
Around him, Emperor Fengdu, King Ksitigarbha, Lord Yama, King Biancheng and other Yama Lords from the Twelve Palaces all came. Everyone stared at the small cluster of flames, excited.
Fifty years have passed, and the red lotus karmic fire that can burn all sins has been ignited again.
Under everyone's gaze, the small flame exploded with a loud bang, and deep in the earth's core, fire began to spring up.
Boom.
As the fire was ignited, in an instant, the huge karma fire **** burst out with hot red lotus karma fire.
Gangzheng, arrogant, can burn all sins.
Someone walked step by step from the fire, as bright as a red lotus and as hot as a blazing flame.
Red lotus karma fire, return.
…
Polar night.
The City God was out on inspection, and Nan County was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations just like celebrating the New Year. The curfew was directly postponed to the end of Haishi.
Speaking of patrolling, it is actually the Taoist priests who invite the City God out. The statue is of course not a real bronze statue, but a paper tie. They offer incense and burn talisman paper to invite the gods to put the paper tie on the statue, and let him sit in the sedan chair. It is carried through the streets by Taoist priests. In addition to the City God, there are also priests under him, such as the little judge with an ox head and horse face, etc., who are also invited.
When parading through the streets, there are sacred incense to guide the way, and flowers and fruits are offered as offerings. People consciously hold the incense and kneel down on the ground to pray for blessings from God.
But somewhere they couldn't see, the real Nanchang God, accompanied by an ox-headed and horse-faced man, held the Seal of the City God, and blessed all the people. When the Taoist priests waited for him to open the vagina, he gave it to all the ghosts with food and wine offered by the people. After they have eaten and drank enough, they will knock on the door of **** and be sent to the underworld.
When the ghosts entered the underworld, the Taoist priests felt that their merits had entered the divine palace and that the city **** had given them blessings, so they chanted the sutras very hard.
When the City God saw that Teng Zhao was here with his apprentice Sun, he said, "Why are you here to join in the fun?"
Teng Zhao has already established the foundation. In recent years, he has been full of spiritual energy. He has even touched the threshold of forming the core. Although he is almost seventy years old, he still looks like a young man in his early twenties because of the early foundation.
So depending on his cultivation level, he would definitely be able to open the gate of **** and send away the resentful ghosts without any help.
Teng Zhao led his disciples and disciples to bow to him, then looked at the ginseng and the mouse who ran back with the candy man, and said: "It's rare for a temple fair. They wanted to come and play, so they came."
Furthermore, he himself felt very inexplicable and felt that he should come. This feeling is very strange now.
Some excitement, but also some expectation.
The City God said: "Now that you are here, let's have fun."
Looking at the group of disciples, he sighed.
Damn girl, you are so cruel.
He looked at the temple fair, where merchants greeted customers with smiles, vendors shouted vigorously, and everyone had smiles on their faces. The child was riding on his father's neck, holding a candy man and a windmill to ward off evil spirits, giggling.
A peaceful and joyful world.
That child likes to see and hear it. Why doesn’t she come back and take a look?
Nancheng Huang held the City God's Divine Seal and, as always, transferred the incense and wish power into the small figure at his feet. It was the small figure of Qin Liuxi, with a clay body and human bones. It was a small finger bone that she broke off before she left. Therefore, let Sha Yuanzi be made into a statue.
At the gate of the City God's Temple, someone knocked over a pot of water and flowed it to the west.
He touched the small statue and murmured: "The water in front of the door is flowing to the west, and the disciples are also coming. How long will you stay?"
Hum, bang, bang.
There were fireworks outside, bright and gorgeous.
Suddenly, a dazzling spark burst out in the night sky, like a flaming red lotus, lighting up everyone's faces.
Teng Zhao suddenly raised his head and ran towards the Chenghuang Temple.
Nancheng Huang saw the girl in a thin green dress coming from outside, standing in the door, smiling at him: "The water in front of the door is flowing to the west, and the disciples are also coming. Master Chenghuang, come to your place. After a banquet, the jar of 100-year-old wine can be opened and sealed with mud. "
Although it is late, it is arrived.
Nancheng Huang burst into tears: "Okay!"
“Master.”
Qin Liuxi turned around and saw Teng Zhao standing behind her. There were many people standing beside him, including Little Ginseng, Golden Rat, and his disciples and disciples. They all looked at her with tears streaming down their faces.
A red shadow appeared. A monk wearing a fiery red robe and his hair tied with a hairband stepped forward. A pair of slender but clear fox eyes captured her eyes. He stretched out his hand: "Long time no see, thank you for returning!"
Qin Liuxi smiled and touched his hand: "This world is worth it!"
The long streets and alleys of the market are like fireworks when gathered together, and when spread out they are the human world. It is worth it and deserves it!
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