The moon and stars are sparse, and crows crow in the sky.
"Another lifetime of vicissitudes..."
Fang Xi raised her head and looked at the bright moonlight in the sky, knowing that she had changed her world.
This is no longer the land of seven days and nine months in the Earthly Immortal Realm, but a small realm under the jurisdiction of that Thousand Worlds...!
He was wearing a Taoist robe and holding half a square of gray-black inkstone in his hand, ready to return immediately if something went wrong.
'After all, it is the lower realm... maybe there will be interface power to suppress it, or even force it to ascend?'
But at this time, Fang Xi didn't feel much interface pressure.
I can only hear the clear springs flowing slowly in the mountain streams, and the sound is like beads falling on a jade plate.
Occasionally, there are one or two chirping of insects and birds, which brings the interest of the mountains and fields.
"Five Elements Magic..."
He kneaded the secret with one hand, and a flame on his palm tenaciously lit up for a few times, but eventually went out.
"It's not that it can't be used, but it seems like some modifications need to be made..."
"This world is not very friendly to monks below Huixu."
Fang Xi released his spiritual consciousness and felt the difference in this world.
Among the three thousand small worlds under the jurisdiction of the Earthly Immortal Realm, the Five Elements spells are common to all walks of life without any hindrance, and they can all find their source in the Earthly Immortal Realm. It can be said that different paths lead to the same destination.
But although this small world seems to be very similar to those small worlds, Fang Xi is certain that if monks who refine Qi and build foundations are allowed to come, they may lose most of their magic power and become a 'mortal' with nothing.
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It will be slightly better when you reach the stage of pill formation and Yuanying. After all, the body of a cultivator who has been tempered by spiritual energy is not empty.
But for the monks who transform themselves into gods, it’s even more of a big trap!
"It seems difficult to activate the spiritual power of heaven and earth in this world..."
"Fortunately, after returning to the void, it will not activate the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but the vitality of heaven and earth!"
As soon as Fang Xi had an idea, a dark cloud covered the moon, a strong wind blew, and a light rain fell.
Call for the wind and rain!
It is nothing to a returning monk who controls the vitality of heaven and earth. After all, he is already in the late stage of returning to void...
There seems to be an indescribable vitality mixed in these rainwaters.
On the piece of loess where he was located, countless wild grasses grew wildly, becoming isosceles high in the blink of an eye.
Unknown flowers are blooming, which is quite exciting.
When a cultivator reaches a high level and shows off some of his skills, it's like a miracle!
Suddenly, Fang Xi seemed to sense something and made a secret with one hand.
A layer of black mist flashed past, and his figure disappeared.
After a while.
There was a flash of earthy yellow light on the ground, and a small figure escaped from the ground.
He has a fluttering white beard, holds a peach wood staff, is dressed like a member of a wealthy family, and has a forehead like a longevity peach.
At this time, he was looking around with a face full of surprise: "Lingyu? Which Dragon King is passing by... Alas, such a great god is not something that I, a mere mediocre landowner, can pay homage to..."
The old man was only the size of a palm. He cast a spell to collect a few seeds and fruits filled with spiritual energy, and then disappeared in a flash of light.
From the beginning to the end, he never noticed that Fang Xi was staring at him with interest.
"What...spirit is this?"
Of course, Fang Xi couldn't understand the other party's words, but she had firmly remembered them.
As long as you learn the local language, you can clearly understand what this little monster is saying.
"A spirit who is naturally proficient in the art of earth escape... No, this is not mana fluctuation... but another power system?"
Fang Xi took one step forward, as if shrinking to an inch, and followed behind the little monster.
Although the opponent's earth escape technique is as natural as instinct, how could it escape his sight?
Not long after, a mountain village appeared in Fang Xi's eyes.
Outside the mountain village, there is a jade belt-like river that flows slowly around the village.
The night was dark at this time, and apart from the sound of roosters crowing and dogs barking, there was almost silence among the hundreds of houses.
The little spirit came to the end of the village and got into a low temple.
This temple is square in shape, but it is built very compactly and is not as big as a doghouse.
In front of the temple, there is an earthen incense burner, half of which has been damaged, with several offering dishes placed next to it.
Fang Xi looked at this scene and couldn't help but be stunned: "So it's not a little earth-escape monster, but... a land lord?"
Although there are no such things as ghosts and gods in the world of immortality, he had heard many such legends in his first life.
"It looks like it wasn't mana fluctuations before, but... divine power? Gods from the East? I don't know if there are Western gods or something like that. It's really interesting..."
An interested smile appeared on Fang Xi's lips.
…
Baigan Village.
Most of the villagers here are surnamed Bai and Gan. Chickens and dogs can be heard in the village, and a stretch of houses stretches out.
Gan Yu carried a bundle of firewood on his back and pushed open the fence of his house.
Under the hut, the old mother smiled: "Yu'er is back, the porridge has been served..."
"Mother, have you eaten yet?"
Gan Yu put down the firewood, scooped up a gourd of water, and drank it down, trying to suppress the hunger in his heart.
However, I drank too much water, and my stomach felt a little sluggish when I walked, which was very uncomfortable.
"I've eaten."
Gan Yu's mother was sitting in front of the steps, trying to mend her clothes with the help of daylight.
She was obviously only a woman under forty years old, but her back was already hunched, her temples were white with frost, and her clothes were covered with patches.
Gan Yu walked into the house and saw that there was still half a bowl of porridge in the pottery bowl on the wooden table, with some cassava roots mixed in it and congealed into lumps.
When he saw this scene, his eyes turned red, and he knew that the old mother only drank a little porridge and soup and kept all the dry food for herself.
He quickly said: "My child is not hungry. I have already picked some fruits and ate them on the way..."
"In this season, where are the wild fruits? Besides working in the fields, my son also has to study and prepare for the exam. If he passes the Taoist exam in the future, he will be half an official, and he will be able to enjoy the blessings..."
Gan Yu's mother kept nagging, her demeanor was not like that of an ordinary peasant woman.
The ancestors of the Gan family were virtuous and once served as county magistrates. However, they were later involved in a major case and were deprived of their Taoist membership. However, they had several Taoist scriptures passed down to their families.
Gan Yu's branch once supported a scholar who almost passed the talent examination!
However, he was too weak and died of a sudden illness in the examination room, and this team fell into decline.
Now Gan's mother can't forget that Gan Yu can inherit his father's legacy and pass the Taoist examination!
Gan Yu wiped his tears and did not eat porridge, but just worked.
After finishing his work, he went to the back room, took out a Taoist scripture from the coarse cloth package, and read it carefully.
Although this Taoist scripture has long been outdated, its previous owners were book lovers and it has been preserved quite completely.
While reading, Gan Yu's thoughts fell like raindrops on his heart.
The Taoist government governs people by taking the "Tao Jing" as a test.
The first is the county examination. Those who pass the examination are called "Tongsheng", and some are also called "Taotong". They are considered to be half-registered Taoists and have half-official status. No one in the countryside dares to bully them.
After passing the Taotong exam, you can take the state exam. If you pass the state exam again, it is called "jucai", which means to promote talents for the "tao court".
After the talent promotion, they are called "Jinshi". They take the exam every three years in the capital. Those who win are called "Jinshi" and are "Jinshi"!
If you take this step, you will truly become a Taoist. You can be appointed as an official or serve in the Taoist court. You will become a prosperous person in the future and your future will be limitless.
However, there is a voluminous "Tao Jing", with thirty-six volumes in total. Each volume contains small details and great meanings. Even if there are scholars who are knowledgeable about the scriptures, they may not be able to fully understand them.
How difficult is it to pass the boy test?
"There are thirty-six volumes in the Taoist Scriptures, but I only have six volumes..."
Gan Yu secretly calculated: "Although the boy test is the easiest, you must be proficient in memorizing the "Tao Jing" to pass..."
In fact, his family only owned one volume of the Taoist Scriptures, and he could barely make up six volumes by borrowing and copying them from each other in the village.
But the remaining thirty volumes are secretly passed down by various families. It is absolutely impossible to collect them without borrowing them from private schools in the county or from wealthy families.
After all, the thirty-six volumes of the "Tao Jing" are the only way to advance into the human body in this world!
On the road to success, the fewer competitors, the better.
If ordinary poor children want to study and make progress, they must first face this natural obstacle.
Gan Yu sighed and walked out of the house, only to see that his old mother had stuffed a basket over with a basket full of eggs: "My son... a new 'Mr. Fang' has moved into the village. He seems to be a scholar.
There is a box of books, you can go visit me..."
"Mother……"
Gan Yu didn't expect that his old mother had been thinking about this, and he was very moved. He even felt that the basket in his hand weighed almost a thousand catties.
This basket of eggs represents only half of the family's wealth.
But at this time, he said seriously: "Yes, my child will go now..."
"Wait, it's not urgent, let's eat porridge first..."
…
Gan Yu carried a bamboo basket covered with indigo cloth and walked along the bluestone road in the village.
Not long after, we came to a house.
This household is located in the corner of the village and looks very quiet and quiet. There is a fence around the courtyard, but instead of raising chickens, they plant a peach tree.
At this time, a middle-aged man in green shirt was reading under the peach tree.
"Gan Yu, meet Mr. Fang..."
Gan Yu bowed and remembered the rumors about Mr. Fang.
Mr. Fang is a teacher who likes reading by nature and failed many times. Later, he was invited by the Bai family to be a teacher, specializing in teaching several children to read.
Although several households in the village have the surname Bai, naturally only the largest landlord named Bai can afford a teacher.
It is said that when this gentleman came, he brought a whole box of books with him, and he looked like he was a well-educated person.
As everyone knows...
At that time, Fang Xi had just learned to speak and then started to read...
"It turns out to be Ayu..."
Fang Xi put down the book in her hand and smiled slightly: "You're already here, why are you so polite?"
When he first came to your land, he didn't want to cause a bloody storm, so he simply went out to collect some local books, then came to the small village where the tugong was, and found an excuse to live there.
The old man of the Bai family just met him once on the roadside, and he performed a little charm on him. He was immediately amazed and hired him as a teacher, and even took the trouble to find a place to live.