Speaking of the Yuan Festival, Qiu Ping suddenly thought about whether it would be a big confinement period.
On that day, it was the birthday of Emperor Tianguan, and the people would light up lanterns to offer sacrifices, and the emperor would also send blessings to the east.
Therefore, it is called: Blessing from Heavenly Officials.
For ordinary people, this is not an ordinary month of prayer, but it can at most provide psychological comfort.
But in the eyes of practitioners, it is true that on that day they can reap blessings, increase their luck, and improve their own strength.
Qiu Ping had once snatched blessings when he was a ghost, but at that time he was weak and had no organization. After fighting for most of the day, he only got three melons and two dates.
The cost of his time is very low.
Well, now that he has entered the system, there should be some differences next year.
He remembered that most of his blessings in previous years had been taken away by the gods of the world and made a lot of money, but at that time he could just sit aside and drool with envy.
"Is the God of Huangaojing here?"
Just when he was filled with longing, a voice called from outside the well.
Qiu Ping rushed to transform into a god-like body, and when he came outside the well, he saw two night wandering gods stepping on floating clouds, and they were in front of him in a blink of an eye.
Qiu Ping rushed to see the gift, but was held up by the big-eared wandering god on the left.
"Brother Qiu Ping, you're welcome. We don't want that to happen between us. Please let me know if they have any happy events when they come this time." Ye Youshen had a warm smile on his face, even his wrinkles were stretched out.
Qiu Ping was wondering, why did the Night Travel God change his gender? In the past, the two brothers relied on the support of the City God and did not take other gods seriously.
"I wonder if the two gods are happy..." Although the two night wandering gods lowered their posture, Qiu Ping did not dare to take it too seriously, so he asked carefully.
But if you don't ask for it, you won't deny that Lao Shizi entered the underworld through the passage.
If you do too many things, who knows if someone will find out.
"The day after tomorrow will be the Yuan Festival, and the City God specially asked me to participate in the [Shou Tian Bai Lu] ceremony." The wandering god stretched out his legs and stroked his beard, and said with a smile.
Um...Qiu Ping blinked.
"Aren't I excited?" Big-eared Youshen scratched his head. When he heard the news, shouldn't the little loach jump up? That's a pretty good reaction.
"Then... why should I receive the Tianbailu Ceremony?" Qiu Ping was not a country boy a year ago. He had never heard of such complicated words and he didn't even know how to write those words.
Seeing this, the two wandering gods felt even more sour in their hearts.
No, counting the time, the little loach has been in the job for less than a year, and he has already participated in the ceremony to receive the Heavenly Bailu. And the two brothers, who claim to be the city god's confidants, have been doing dirty work for 20 to 30 years.
Finally, I managed to sneak in once.
So far, they have only participated in that one event.
"As the saying goes, receiving blessings from heavenly officials and receiving blessings from heaven is a complete process. When heaven brings blessings to the east, the Shinto world naturally has special rituals to guide them. The blessings from the east are received by the gods who participate in the ceremony.
Share it together." Big-eared Youshen explained to Qiu Ping.
Only then did Qiu Ping suddenly realize that he had previously thought that the divine way in the human world intercepted so much good fortune and shared it among all the gods.
That doesn't seem to be the case now.
"I heard that because of the previous Yin Division's siege and suppression, the Yin Division's Yin Division in various prefectures and counties suffered heavy losses. I would like to ask for this blessing to stabilize people's hearts." The protruding-eyed You Shen lowered his voice a little, wrong.
Qiu Ping said.
The fact is, there are a lot of things he has not finished saying.
Because too many gods have died before, there are huge vacancies in human legs everywhere. Shinto has plans to add a batch of fresh blood. Basically, the gods who have returned alive from the underworld have been invited to participate in this ceremony and have the opportunity to borrow it.
This is a step up to a higher level.
And the ceremony to receive the Heavenly Bailu is an opportunity. All the gods participating in the ceremony will have increased fortunes and improved fortunes.
When the time comes, it will be a matter of course to elevate their status.
That was the reason why the two Night Traveling Gods were envious. Qiu Ping performed well this time, and even Keke was promoted to two levels in a row, directly moving from the ninth level to the eighth level.
Is that a threshold that many grassroots gods find difficult to cross?
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In Yuanjie, Changning County.
Before it was completely dark, little stars of light rose up, dispersing the darkness.
In the blink of an eye, lanterns of different colors can be seen at the entrance of the county town, on the eaves and even on the branches of trees.
The dark night is illuminated brightly.
The wide Fuhe River looked particularly gentle at this time. The noisy crowd crowded the riverside and released the lanterns praying to the sky, which soon left mottled reflections in the river water.
There was a small stone bridge not far away, and a little mouse and four or five-year-old children were walking on the bridge pier, staring blankly at the slowly floating wishing lanterns.
The two of them, one a country bumpkin from Gujingdong, the other a country bumpkin from Huangzhong Mountain, had never seen such a scene before.
"It's so beautiful."
Shrew sighed with emotion, and Qiu Ping also nodded.
Qiu Ping felt a little nostalgic for his past life. Although Kongming lanterns were not allowed in the city, the flashing neon lights at that time did not seem to look like that.
Is it like that?
He suddenly realized that he couldn't remember clearly. The memory deep in his heart overlapped with the scene in front of him. It should be... almost.
It has only been a few years, but my past life seems very far away.
"Why."
The two of them sighed at the same time. The dim light reflected in their pupils, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
"Okay, okay, two little pea-sized babies, don't imitate others who are sad for the spring and autumn, it will make their teeth sore." At that time, a huge turtle head poked out of the Fu River.
Out of the head.
"Hebo, why are you here?" Qiu Ping was very surprised. He jumped into the water and turned into a big loach.
"Here, take it." Hebo opened his mouth and threw a palm-sized treasure basin made of bronze to Qiu Ping.
Qiu Ping hurried over and curled up, hugging him with his two small fins.
"I will soon participate in the grand ceremony to receive heavenly blessings. The Qi Gathering Basin can help me collect my good fortune. I will remember it very much after using it." He Bo said in an angry voice.
"Isn't that the big one... what about his?" The shrew jumped eastward from the bridge and stood on Qiu Ping's back, looking at He Bo expectantly.
"Go, go, go, what's the matter with me? We are all aquatic people. I'm a mountain mouse. I can go find my ancestors myself." He Bo gave the shrew an angry look. The little mouse was faster than anyone else.
, when the heavenly official blesses him, I am afraid he will get the most blessings.
"I...if I beg you not to give it to him, he will report me to the city god for cheating soon!" Shrew jumped up in anger.
"Okay, I can use the gas basin. If the city god has any objections, I will ask him to find him later." Hebo ignored the shrew at all and turned around and sank into the water.