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 god she had cultivated
The vitality array contained in the array disk was activated, and another mountain spirit entered the array as an array spirit, which caused vitality to flourish, and spiritual rain fell from the sky to feed the common people.
Therefore, after that battle, the world's spiritual energy recovered and became more abundant than before the war, which was a blessing in disguise.
But this blessing was obtained by Qin Liuxi's sacrifice of everything.
The revival of the 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 my spiritual energy has indeed been 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, things are changing.
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.
And there is only one place where they dare not go to establish a sect, and that is the real realm of nothingness, which is also 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 god has his own definition in his heart.
Whether you don't dare to disturb the immortal king who dares to sacrifice his body and soul for the people of the world, or you are afraid of the void realm eating souls, in addition to honestly paying homage to Enlightenment, if you want to stay here and practice cultivation, then you have to do it
Good spiritual power ends up being swallowed up instead.
Yes, after discovering that the Land of Fallen Angels is the birthplace of abundant spiritual energy, some people wanted to practice here. However, they found that as long as they practiced here for more than ten days, they could no longer absorb any spiritual energy, and the spiritual energy in their bodies 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 Sacred Road again.
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This rule has also been recorded. All cultivators 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 being devoured.
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 as to whether you can realize 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 enlightenment here will be more beneficial.
Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the Land of the Fallen Angels has been called a sacred secret realm by practitioners. From being able to enter once every three years, to now only those who are destined can enter, and 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.
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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.
As a result, Jiuxuan has become the number one auction house in the world. As long as you can afford the price or can get the same treasure, you can exchange the items needed for buying and selling.
And 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?
The royal dignitaries also knew about the existence of the Fallen Mystery Realm, but let alone the entrance to the Fallen Mystery Realm, it was a realm of nothingness. Ordinary mortals would be suffocated if they approached 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 they become 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.
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He is a good-looking man, unlike Emperor Kangping who was lonely and widowed. He had to choose his concubines again and again, and his sons and princesses even gave birth to one child. Excluding those who died in infancy, the total number of survivors was twenty. There were too many children, so they fought for power.
Naturally, there were many. 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, who changed his name to Qianning.
As Kangping Emperor Qi Qian said at the 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.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Emperor Kangping managed to make Dafeng prosperous and prosperous. By the time of Emperor Yongyan, the harem was huge and the expenses were high. Later, he fought for the power of the direct descendants. In order to gather military power, he and his palms
Neither the Quan family nor the Yue family in Dajun were harmonious, not to mention that Emperor Yongyan was not as frugal as his father, but rather luxurious. 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.
But if gold and silver are not produced, no amount of money will be enough. 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. They regard the princes who hold military power or the real warlord family as a thorn in their side, and they are unwilling to pull it out. The relationship between them is also the same as fire and water.
"...This Qi family is almost exhausted, but fifty years of wealth will be enough for them." Fengxiu leaned in front of the stone tablet, talking about the outside world, and stroking the already empty Qin Liuxi's three-character position said: "Even if you lose one painting a year, it will only be twenty-six years. I've given you a few more years, but you haven't come back. Could it be that you can't climb up? Or you're lost. Do you want me?" I’ll pick you up and I’ll show you the way!”
Ever since Teng Zhao brought his only disciple to Changdu to pay homage to his master, and said that the words on her tombstone were missing by one stroke every year, they wondered 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 fire of karma in hell has never been lit.
It has been fifty years since she left.
Feng Xiu didn't get a response, so he 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 can't stay here for a long time, but he can, it's no accident. It must be due to the selfishness of protecting his shortcomings.
She can always find her way back, it's just time.
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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, due to the blessing of the City God in these years, Nanxian County has always been in good weather and has outstanding people. There are so many Jinshi and talented people. The people believe that the Nancheng God 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 nook and cranny.
I don't understand this.
Obviously the believers here are very devout and the incense is prosperous. There are also many noble people in Nan County. There are always 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, even the silk cloth is old?
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 just 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 statue." A local man snorted: "Our City God, if you can offer him some good wine and roasted chicken, he will be very happy. There is no need to change the statue. "
"This is a story you local people made up for you. Can the City God still speak?"
"Why can't you do it? It seems that 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 want to donate gold have received reports of dreams. Can there still be a fake? Have you seen the old temple Zhu? Even though he is so old, his eyes are still half-blind, but he is very good at interpreting fortunes. I heard that he is over 80 years old. He has been doing this for decades. Even those who guard the temple do not allow people to change their bodies for gold."
"Really, then I'll ask for a signature too."
"Go ahead, go ahead. You need 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 foreigner was wearing scholar's clothes. He was obviously a traveling scholar. After hearing this, he asked with great interest: "What's going on when the city god goes on tour?"
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 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 easy to write it down in the book later."
"Oh, that's great." The local man approached the Taoist priests who were setting up stalls and said, "You have to know that there are three levels of people, just like the rich and the common people. There are differences between them. This Taoist practice
It's the same thing with others, there are those with high cultivation, and naturally there are also those with low cultivation, right."
"That's the truth."
"Don't believe it, there are ghosts in this world. I saw with my own eyes the cow head of 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. He caught the little ghost and beat him until he screamed.
, not to mention how scary it is.”
Zhan Mang: "..."
Haha, bull head hairpin lotus, I believe you are evil!
"There are ghosts, so there is the underworld. My mother's good sister is a layman in a Taoist temple. I heard that if the Taoists catch a ghost, they won't just send it away..."
"If you catch a ghost, don't you kill it? Do you have to take care of it?" Is being a ghost so majestic?
"Young men, 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, and they will only become capable after death.
Some people who become ghosts do not believe that they are dead for a while, wandering around in the world without harming anyone. They are good ghosts. Since they are good ghosts, they naturally have to transcend, right? Only those fierce ghosts and evil ghosts will be beaten by Taoist priests.
I was so stunned."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Brother, you know a lot." Zhan Mang smiled and bowed his hands.
The local waved his hand and said: "I sometimes go to Taoist temples. Not to mention the distance, there is Qingping Temple in the next city, the largest temple in the world. They don't transfer ghosts to the underworld every day, but every year during Qingming Festival and Qingming Festival."
During the Ghost Festival, only after you have passed through the accumulated ghosts will you be able to channel spirits. Please open the ghost gate and send them away. If you are not in a hurry, you can go to Qingping Temple during the Qingming Festival. It is a grand event every year.
There are so many believers.”
Zhan Mang recited Qing Ping Guan and said: "To be honest with you 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, we would not be able to be born." The local said, bowed in the direction of Qingpingguan, and said: "That's too far.
, We mentioned before that please open the ghost gate to rescue ghosts. Not all Taoist priests have this ability. If you have low cultivation level, you have to rely on external forces, such as the City God when he goes on patrol or 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 cultivate 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."
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Zhan Mang nodded with respect on his face: "You know so much."
The locals smiled and said: "That is to say, they have heard about it. Firstly, they came 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 an offering? Since you need to borrow some connections, you also need to have an attitude. They are all filial offerings to the City God and 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. If you bump into them, it won't be good."
Zhan Mang thanked him quickly.
As he was walking with the locals, 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.
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Hell of karma.
The Yin soldiers who were roaming in the hell suddenly felt agitated, their whole bodies started to tremble, 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 before.
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 stared at the ground helplessly, the sparks lit up again, and his soul almost flew away.
Help, someone help the child!
The ghost opposite felt something was wrong and hurriedly floated over. Just when he saw a spark lighting up, he 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, you will burn!
Phew.
Mars lights up and goes out.
Once, twice, three times, countless times.
Until there was a pop, and 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 bang, and fire began to spring up deep in the earth's core.
boom.
As the fire was ignited, in an instant, the huge karma fire hell burst out with hot red lotus karma fire.
Gangzheng and arrogance 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 returns.
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Extreme night.
The City God is out on inspection, and Nan County is like celebrating the New Year, with lanterns and colorful decorations, and the curfew is directly postponed to the end of Haishi.
When it comes to patrolling, it is actually the Taoist priests who invite the city god out of the city. 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 will be 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 on the ground and kneel down to pray for God's blessings.
But in a place where they can't see, the real Nancheng God, accompanied by an ox-headed horse and a mask, holding the seal of the City God, blesses all the people. When the Taoist priests wait for him to open the vagina, he gives it to all ghosts with the food and wine offered by the people.
After they have eaten and drank enough, they will knock on the door of hell and be sent to the underworld.
When the ghosts entered the underworld, the Taoist priests all felt that their merits had entered the divine palace and that the City God had given them blessings, so they chanted the sutras very hard.
When the City God saw that Teng Zhao was here with his disciple Sun, he said, "Why are you here to join in the fun?"
Teng Zhao has already established the foundation. Over the 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.
Therefore, based on his cultivation, he would definitely be able to open the gate of hell and send away the resentful ghosts without any help.
Teng Zhao led his disciple Sun to bow to him, then looked at the ginseng and the rat running back with the candy man, and said: "It's a rare temple fair. They wanted to come and play, so they came."
Moreover, he himself felt very inexplicable and felt that he should come. This feeling is very strange now.
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The City God said: "Now that you are here, let's have fun."
He looked at these disciples and 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 pinwheel to ward off evil spirits, giggling.
Peaceful and joyful world.
The child likes to see it, so why doesn't she come back and take a look?
Nancheng Huang held the City God's Seal and, as always, poured 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 little statue and murmured: "The water in front of the door is flowing to the west, and the disciples are also coming. When will you stay?"
Bang bang bang.
Fireworks were set off outside, and they were brilliant.
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 looked at the girl wearing 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 hundred-year-old wine can be opened and sealed with mud."
Late but 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 figure appeared. Feng Xiu, who was 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 alleys of the market are like fireworks when gathered together, and the human world when spread out. It is worth it, deserve it!
