Without stopping, Chi Xuan waved his hand, and a spiritual formation rose from the threshold, stopping Captain Chu who wanted to walk out of the Taoist temple.
The gate of the Taoist temple is very tall, and the curtain-like ripples turn into ripples and hang down from above. The light lines are shining, forming a resistance when Chu Ge approaches, stopping his steps.
Chu Ge, who stopped when he hit the wall, stood there, watching Chi Xuan's leaving back and shouted: "Why must we resist!"
Chi Xuan, who had walked a few steps, paused slightly, but did not turn his face completely, as if he was thinking about why he changed from a down-and-out Taoist priest who was just waiting to die to look like this.
Although those days were difficult, they are memorable.
Even if I am hungry, I can only eat dry green fruits.
All this did not change at that time, but only after such a great epidemic occurred in Jicheng.
He originally just wanted to save some people and do good deeds in the hope that his cultivation would advance with such help. However, the county magistrate from the imperial court came after him and wanted his life.
"If there is a real reason, it's probably because I can't live anymore."
After saying that, Chi Xuan used the earth escape technique to leave the Taoist temple.
The incense statue in the temple looks forward, as if looking at the creatures in the world. The incense power gathers into cumulus clouds, covering the sky above Jicheng, and subtle changes occur as the statue breathes.
The clay sculpture of incense sitting cross-legged on the high lotus platform is like using the left and right hands in seals to absorb the incense. The face is as cold as mountains and rivers with a strange divinity and a touch of horror. Only the eyes can move in the whole body. When Chu Ge wants to get closer
when turning it over.
The banners hanging from above were embroidered with different evil spirits, and some of them had scriptures that he couldn't understand. The maroon handwriting looked a little weird. If you looked closely, the words seemed to be slowly moving on the large and small banners.
Moving.
Not only these large and small flags, but also the relief paintings on the walls of Taoist temples look wonderful, as if demon soldiers and ghost generals are fighting on the clouds with the support of drums, and they are even more extraordinary against the backdrop of smoke and clouds.
"Incense offered to the imperial court."
"A wild god of two feet and three feet."
"The rampant soldiers and ghost generals who are worshiped by the people."
"..."
"A true cultivator with a high level of cultivation has given up the great path to pursue such power."
Chu Ge found it difficult to understand. Official position can indeed improve a person's cultivation level quickly, even to a level beyond the reach of ordinary people. But after losing his weapon and reputation, his own strength will weaken. Why should a true cultivator with a great future have to practice like this?
An unreliable method.
"The court underestimated him."
"Maybe……"
Chu Ge sighed. It was not his place to comment on whether the court was wrong or not. The Demon-Conquering Yamen could only do its job of slaying demons and eliminating demons. Their practice method itself restricted them from entering the court.
Suddenly feeling a chill on his back, Chu Ge realized that he was so close to the statue, and the pressure of prison was already pressing on his shoulders.
The statue returned to its normal appearance after taking two steps back.
Seeing that he could not get closer, he stood up and walked to the back hall. Chu Ge originally thought that Chi Xuan would let him stay under the watchful eye of the clay sculpture, but he did not expect that he could easily walk past the statue and enter the back hall.
The underground Taoist temple has a large space, many houses, and connected pavilions and pavilions, so you can't feel the changes between day and night. More importantly, the aura inside the Taoist temple is several times that of the outside world.
After passing through several pavilions, the power of incense and spiritual energy became more distinct, and the richness of the spiritual energy even reached the level of the county's demon-conquering yamen.
"Is there a spiritual vein underground?" Chu Ge continued to walk out, but was stopped by a young man wearing a Taoist robe. The young man smiled and said: "Then further behind is the place where the master retreats. Distinguished guests cannot enter."
"Retreat."
There is no distinguished guest with handcuffs and shackles. Besides, saying that he is a distinguished guest blocks his way. He is more like a prisoner now.
"My two flag officers..."
"Dear guest, please come with me." After saying this, the boy made a gesture of invitation and walked in front to guide Chu Ge.
Chu Ge found that there were quite a few people in the Taoist temple, and most of them had a sense of cultivation. However, there were very few pure Qi practitioners, and he only saw two Qi practitioners along the way.
"Master Chu." Mingyang hurriedly turned over and tried to get up from the ground. He just wanted to try to rush out, but as soon as he moved his cultivation, he felt like he was being suppressed by a mountain and could not move.
The young man in Taoist robes frowned and reprimanded: "This is how you treat our distinguished guest, and you still don't help the distinguished guest up."
"Yes, senior brother."
…
The gray shadow left the soul flag and appeared next to Chi Xuan.
The black robe solidified in the mist and was draped on the gray shadow.
Standing at the height of the county government office and overlooking the entire Jicheng City, Tu Shanjun's hands changed.
The clay sculptures in those homes emitted light, turning into streaks of rainbow light invisible to ordinary people and pouring into the red-yellow incense clouds in the sky, and the clouds fluttered according to the designed pattern.
The breath of the world is covered by the power of incense and aspiration.
"fall."
The eight small flags prepared for sacrifice were thrown out casually and landed in eight different positions in the sky. As the flags fell, the incense and wish power above divided into eight parts and reunited.
The formation diagram of the 'Eight Pillar Entrapment Air Locking Formation' was revealed for only a moment, and then the replaced eight-pole flag had returned to Tushanjun's hand and was stored in the storage bag on his waist.
Chi Xuan felt that his power was continuously gathering, as if he had become a part of the county, and could use the incense body under the yamen to control the incense of the entire county.
Tu Shanjun said: "In a few days, when the incense and fire god's body is condensed, you can start refining Ji County into your dojo."
"When the time comes, as long as there are successors of incense and wish power, the divine body can be activated." Tu Shanjun has already prepared the way forward for Chi Xuan, which he has also used in Daheishan.
However, compared to the current slow accumulation, Tu Shanjun directly usurped the dojo and incense body of the Black Mountain Ghost King, surpassing the initial accumulation, and there was no incense erosion, so his strength has improved so much.
"How long does the devil think this time will take?" On the county government office tower, Chi Xuan quietly felt his own cultivation. His true cultivation had reached the middle stage of foundation building.
If he were to fight Chu Ge again now, he would be confident that he would win easily instead of going all out like he did in the beginning.
The improvement of his cultivation level is due to the elixir provided by Tushanjun. If he develops drug resistance, he will change to another elixir. If impurities accumulate, help him refine it so that no impurities remain in the elixir at all.
Forget it, Tu Shanjun also knows the scriptures he practices very well, and can correct them if there is any error in the operation. Chi Xuan even feels that he can practice to the peak of the Tao in a short period of time without touching it.
As the sun set, Chi Xuan stared at the two round suns in the distant mountains and frowned, "Isn't the sun a little darker?"
Tu Shanjun had actually noticed a long time ago that the two suns in the sky still looked bright, but in fact one of them was much dimmer, and the other one was also flickering a bit.
"There is indeed a problem. Judging from the current depletion of spiritual energy, it is difficult for even the Golden Core cultivator to appear." Tu Shanjun said calmly, but unfortunately he did not get the information he wanted from the head of Huang Ci, the demon cultivator.
information.
With such spiritual energy, it is already very difficult to satisfy the foundation-building monks, let alone the golden elixir monks.
It seems that Fang Dongtian's strength is not as powerful as Rakshasa Xu Dongtian.
At that time, when he and Ding Xie were absorbing the evil spirit in Dongyuan, they fought against the golden elixir monks in Rakshasa Xudongtian. Two golden elixir masters were sent there, and another golden elixir monk was sent to fight with the real person Chiyun.
Chiyun Zhenren is a great monk in the late Jindan period. He is from the Wanfa Sect and is based in Dongyuan. He can crush ordinary monks of the same level. Being able to fight with such a monk is enough to show that the Jindan monks of Rakshasa Xudongtian are
Not vulgar.
Of course, we can't make such conjectures. After all, they haven't encountered the top combat power above the strength of the golden elixir. Maybe the great monks here are even more extraordinary because of the incense path.
"We don't have much time left."
Looking at the somewhat dim two-wheeled sun, Tushanjun murmured softly, feeling a bit of urgency in his heart. His Tao was not perfect yet, and Chi Xuan's magic power was not enough to support him in taking action.
The distant mountains meet the sky.
As soon as dusk passes.
Mist enveloped the earth, and three bright moons hung high, sprinkling silver gauze dust.
Most of the county fell into silence, and the night passed like this.
Life was not the same as before, but Erzhu didn't know what was different. It should be getting better. In the early morning when I was groggy, I had already put on my shorts and walked out of the house.
I have to rush to the early market today to buy some bulk goods, and there is something important to do.
The cool breeze took away his laziness. While shivering, he saw a government servant in official uniform guarding the door of the morning market, with what looked like an archway standing next to him.
A crowd of people going to the market gathered in front of the archway and chatted.
"The county magistrate decided to connect the Long River and divert a tributary to irrigate the crops. The county government officials who were drafted had two meals a day, all of which were thick, and they were also paid three cents a day."
"Those who want to sign up should go to the scribe to register."
"Is it reliable? It won't be to capture strong men to do corvee work, right?"
"They say we will be paid, but who knows the details, maybe they will make us work as coolies."
"..."
"I regestrated!"
Everyone's eyes immediately turned to that place, and the person who stood up with his hands raised was none other than Er Zhu, who was rushing to the morning market. It was not because he was in charge of food and wages, but because the general asked them to sign up early.
With a leader in charge, the ruffians who had no livelihood suddenly felt like they could have some fun.
"I am coming too."
"Take me, take me."
The originally deserted clerk's desk suddenly became crowded.
The notice of the county government providing work-for-relief did not cause too much of a stir. As long as the money was actually given to take care of the food, people would naturally participate. Anyway, there are not many people busy with farming now, so it is better to go out and eat two meals while lying at home.
Not to mention the victims who fled famine. They had no land and could only rely on charity from the government. Those with skills could support themselves. Those who had nothing could only rely on begging and government assistance.
The monks in the yamen often went hungry and often went hungry. Later, the Chitian Hui appeared in the county government. Those who gave porridge said that as long as they sincerely worshiped Chitianjun, they would get food, so they switched to it again.
There were many memorial arches raised, and there were police officers and scribes on standby at the city gate and at the street entrance.
It took more than ten days to recruit all the manpower needed.
Three months later.
Eighty-nine percent of the Long River tributary channels have been constructed.
In recent days, there have been many people wearing red hairbands in the county town of Long County, talking to people mysteriously. This matter has also been reported to the county government of Long County, making the county government more vigilant.
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Make up for the update. Yesterday’s update will be in the early morning of today, so tomorrow is the 21st. I will make up for one update today and two updates tomorrow.
