Huang Tian took control of the power of the country, and his own divine talisman was sublimated.
Mountain god, agricultural god, village community (land god), good luck.
Each of the four priesthoods has reached the advanced level.
However, after combining with each other to form "She Ji", it did not push Huang Tian to a higher Shinto realm, but instead caused changes in his divine power.
"The next step is to refine the earth, ensure smooth weather, cultivate good luck and merit, and follow the path of good fortune and righteousness."
"The True Interpretation of Go Tochi Shinto" doesn't seem to be completely suitable for me either.
Otherwise, we will follow the path of Queen Earth, the earth, the netherworld...
It's just too quiet.
It seems that you have to go step by step in your own way, refer to some Shinto techniques, and create a true Shinto solution that is only suitable for you.
Huang Tian was an author in his previous life. His body weighed more than 100 kilograms, except for a few kilograms of yellow waste, and the rest was all just imagination.
I think classical mechanics is also very suitable for the authority of the law of the earth.
Another example is the three laws of celestial motion, which you can also try.
What electromagnetism can be connected to the earth?
Man follows the earth, earth follows the sky, and heaven follows the Tao.
If you follow the way of the earth, you should also confirm it with the way of heaven.
Huang Tian restrained his aura and decomposed the authority from each country into its original form, only the aura of the mountain god's land remained.
After refining the authority, the statue in the Earth Temple completely transformed into a boy.
Huang Tian didn't bother others and summoned Mengji out.
Mengji is a mythical beast with the attribute of void, and also has the power of dreams, death, illusion, etc.
Enough to take Huang Tian into the villagers' dreams.
Huang Tian sat on Meng Ji's body and was soon led into an illusory and confusing world.
This world is different from the underworld.
The Yang world and the spiritual realm are colorful and gorgeous.
There are only three basic colors of black, white and gray in the underworld.
As for other colors, they are either red or muddy yellow.
The color red most often appears on ghosts. Some plants in the underworld, such as the other side flower, also have red color.
In addition, the moon in the underworld is also red, and sometimes the clouds are also red, because the clouds rain blood.
Only Huangquan water is yellow.
These colors are fixed combinations and are not easy to change.
But in the dream world, the colors are constantly changing, which makes people dazzled and has a sense of cutting and confusion.
It seems to be a contradiction between familiarity and unfamiliarity. Many things are just ordinary in the human world, but in dreams, they have symbolic meanings.
And everyone’s dreams are different.
Huang Tian has replaced the land master as the land master, and he has to inform the village chief, security chief, district chief, and even the elders of the clan one by one.
At that time, the villagers in the village will pay money to worship the newly appointed land and repair the land temple.
Huang Tian doesn't need these extravagant expenses, but this is the tradition and rule of taking office. The Land Master also went through this when he took office.
We must establish dignity in the hearts of villagers.
Although Huang Tian didn't care about their belief in incense, Huang Tian had to pay attention when the villagers of Qingxuan Village were led into the Huangtian Mountains to develop the mountain resources.
Even if other things are outsourced to wild temple blessings, this kind of majesty-building thing must be done personally.
What are the three things a new official should do when he takes office!
It’s an old tradition.
It doesn’t matter how big Huangtian’s fever is, it just needs to be strong.
Muramasa of Qingxuan Village is an old scholar, and he is studying in his dream at this time.
It's just that what I read was not the meaning of the scripture, but a "Sutra that is difficult to recite".
As the saying goes, every family has sutras that are difficult to recite. They don’t talk about them outside, but just hide them in their stomachs.
I worry about it during the day and worry about it at night.
As time goes by, there are no worries
It can be resolved, and it becomes such a "hard-to-recite sutra".
The villagers were meditating on the sutra, lamenting and sighing, feeling depressed and confused.
His dream world is also eerie and strange, like a prison.
Having a noose on your head is like hanging yourself.
There is a fire pit at your feet, and you are in a dilemma.
On the left and right sides is a sturdy monster with two heads, one head like a dog or a pig, chattering endlessly, either complaining or cursing.
A head like a mouse, short-sighted, greedy and timid.
The strange woman was holding a huge baby in her hands. It had only a huge mouth but no limbs. She only had to ask people to feed her.
Huang Tian fell into his dream and was secretly shocked: "This person's state can only be described as depressed and mentally distressed."
How did Huang Tian know that the Earth God used magic to entrust dreams to people, so how could he personally enter the dream world?
The dream world is absurd and illogical. Even if someone dreams of their own gods in a dream, they may be able to dethrone the Emperor of Heaven, which is extremely dangerous.
Huang Tian sat on Meng Ji, looking down from a high position, with a great divine light shining from his body, and the light of merit and purity protecting his body.
Blocking out these gloomy and evil spirits, Mengji surrounded his body and tore open the prison.
Muramasa was confused: "Where did the boy come from? Why did he come to my house? But his parents were lost?"
Huang Tian secretly said: "I don't have a dignified figure, it's just difficult to handle."
Only a reverb spell is used, which has its own echo.
"I am the grandson of my predecessor, Tu Tu, and the lord of the Huangtian Mountains. Now that my predecessor, Mrs. Li, Tu Tu, has been promoted, I will be the master. This is a decree issued by Heaven. It cannot be faked. You can take a look at it."
The sound is loud, like thunder.
In reality, Muramasa frowned in his sleep, as if he was possessed by a demon. Since middle age, Muramasa has never had deep sleep, only light sleep.
In the past, the slightest movement would wake me up, but now I can't wake up.
After reading the appointment documents, Muramasa realized that the boy in front of him was the Lord of the Yellow Sky Mountains as the land master had said in his dream.
Tu Tui said before that the mountain owner was kind and allowed them to go up the mountain to collect herbs, collect mountain products, and hunt...
However, Qingxuan Village has a lot of farmers and has never developed hunting, and there are few hunters and warriors.
Therefore, when Muramasa found out, he just told others that some villagers went up the mountain just to pick up some dead branches and dry firewood, and came back to start a fire.
After all, villagers are always in awe of the mountains.
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Especially when they witnessed the Huangtian Ridge rising and turning into the Huangtian Mountains before, they knew even more that there must be something sacred in it.
In the temples under the Huangtian Mountains, because of Liu Chengdao's efficacious interpretation of hexagrams, they occasionally went to ask questions.
But I never thought that the mountain god could be such a cute boy.
Fortunately, Mengji's huge snake shape made Muramasa see it clearly and he did not dare to underestimate it. He kept asking: "The Lord is here today, but what guidance do you have?"
Huang Tian:......
Feelings, didn’t you listen to me?
I said I have become your land now!
"I am stationed at the Tutu Temple today and I will inform you so as not to panic."
"In addition, I am also the Lord of the Huangtian Mountains. As long as you pray and pray incense before going up the mountain, you can enter the mountain with confidence. I will protect you."
The village leader agreed repeatedly, and then said cautiously: "Last year there was a severe drought, and it rained only in this village, so our farmland was not affected."
"But since autumn, and even into winter, until today, there has been no rain. I wonder if the God of the Land can tell me why? I feel so at ease."
Huang Tian didn't know the exact reason, but he wanted to maintain the dignity of Shintoism and just said: "Since this god has come, I will ensure that you have good weather and good harvests."
Then he gave him a little vitality to help him get rid of some minor problems, and used the White Lotus Purifying Mantra to help him purify the gloom in his heart, so that he would not be overwhelmed one day.
Who knew that when the power of the White Lotus mantra fell to the ground, it would take root steadily and remain in his heart.
Huang Tian secretly figured out what was going on.
In the end, I learned that there was no harm.
The white lotus purifies the world and absorbs all malice.
The deepest malice lies in the human heart.
White lotus can help them reshape their beautiful qualities and accumulate good deeds and merits.
Even after death, the soul is protected by mantras and does not fall into the path of evil spirits.
Huang Tian felt that it had some Buddhist meaning, and thought silently: "How about simplifying the White Lotus Purifying Mantra into an ordinary mantra, and asking ordinary people to recite it a hundred and eighty times, and they can feel it?"
The more I think about it, the more I feel good about it. Many incantations from later generations of religions are mixed with belief in worshiping gods. Huang Tian can also integrate his own beliefs into the incantations.
For example, the Pure Land Sect of Buddhism has a mantra "Namo Amitabha".
I also thought that every god, as long as it is a little formal, must have its own treasure.
Do you want to make a Huang Tian Bao Gao? Mix the White Lotus Curse into it.
This not only spreads faith, but also gathers the authority to purify and relieve suffering.
Huang Tian was secretly shocked: Why does it feel like he is related to the world of heavens, the number one rebel force?
But then I thought: It’s none of my business, just use it as a doctrine.
Coming out of Muramasa's dream, the colors gradually become normal, just like walking out of a dream into a real and cold world.
Huang Tian followed suit and rode Mengji through the dreamland.
He made it clear that he entered the Earth Temple.
Of course, only a few representatives fell into the dream, and Huang Tian, the other villagers, did not have time to enter the dream one by one to promote it.
Although I didn't fall asleep, I still took the birth book and clicked through it one by one.
Huang Tian works part-time as the God of Fortune and can now see a person's fortunes and misfortunes.
According to the setting of the flow of luck, ordinary people have gray luck, dying people have black luck, bloody disasters have red light, and death is red with black.
Sick people have sticky yellow-green odor, which is like mucus.
Scholars have literary spirit, and warriors have spirit.
Those who are officials have official aura, and those who are rich have wealth aura.
Treasures have precious light and precious energy.
At this time, according to the living records, Huang Tian recorded the situation one by one, and gained some insights into the path of fortune, misfortune and destiny.
However, Shinto is most taboo about using one's own heart to replace Heaven's heart, so Huang Tian did not try to change the fate of living beings, and was only an observer.
Not changing personal destiny does not mean not changing collective destiny.
Huang Tian understood the power of the country, including national destiny and clan destiny.
With Huang Tian here, they can have good luck all year round even if they take a dip in Huang Tian's bath water.
If Huang Tian wants to understand destiny, he will use the entire subject of Qingxuan Village as the research object and will not interfere with his personal life.
After all, Emperor Cao Cheng made it clear that he hoped Qingxuan Village could become Qingxuan Town. Huang Tian took advantage of being a mountain god to drive the development of Qingxuan Village.
And from a village to a town, this is a change in the overall destiny.
This kind of change only requires Huang Tian to give him a chance.
For example, open mountains and forests.
It only requires some villagers to make their own choices, such as bravely stepping out of their comfort zone and no longer just farming, but choosing to enter the mountains.
This is how life is, keep making choices and keep seizing opportunities.
There is always a time to change your destiny.
There is no need to support a scholar with a pot of luck, as he did when he was more than 10 years old, so that he could pass the exam and then go crazy.
Huang Tian firmly believes that his destiny can be changed by himself.
Of course, the premise is to seize the opportunity given by fate.
This is what Huang Tian understood when he wrote "The Legend of Transforming Dragons to Heaven".
To transform from a fish into a dragon, you need to constantly seize opportunities.
After observing the personal and family fortune.
Huang Tian then entered the ancestral hall again, where ancestors were worshiped and they would observe the fortune of a clan.
Huang Tian needs to refer to one or two.
The ancestral hall is tall, much taller than the Tutu Temple, but inside
There are many memorial tablets and a few portraits, but they are just some minor officials from the previous dynasty.
Mortals often offer sacrifices to their ancestors to the highest standards, and many sacrifices are performed at the same time.
However, worshiping mountain gods and land is just personal belief and does not have such cohesiveness.
Therefore, when the Lord of the Earth was around, the incense burning throughout the year was less than one-tenth of the incense burning in the ancestral hall.
The ancestral spirits in the ancestral hall can also be regarded as gods, with special powers, such as protection, but only for the surname or even the married daughter-in-law.
But before that, the Land Master came to the ancestral hall and borrowed the souls of two ferocious dogs.
This is about local burial customs.
Legend has it that after a person dies, he will walk a long way, needing chickens to clear the way, dogs to protect him, money in hand, rice balls and so on.
After many villagers die, they will also choose to bury the dogs that guarded their homes and homes with them in order to successfully reach the underworld.
But customs are customs. Generally, after their death, their souls are collected by the land and sent to the city emperor.
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Only a few of them can return to the ancestral hall, receive incense and become ancestor spirits.
Most of them continue to be ghosts in the ancestral graves in the underworld, waiting for their yin life to run out, or waiting in line for their turn to be reincarnated.
The ancestor who is currently in charge of this ancestral hall was a minor official in this dynasty. During his lifetime, he secured funds for the village and built a ditch. Therefore, many people in the village still remember his deeds. Whenever the ditch is used, they will think of him like this
He probably has the ability to be a top-notch product.
There are two more, the oldest and oldest ancestral spirits, with numb eyes and no core, like a puppet machine.
These two were the couple who originally decided to settle here. It was precisely because they had spread their roots here that, over a hundred or two hundred years, they gradually became connected by blood and became kin. p>
Although they have received incense for the longest time, due to the passage of time, their deeds have been forgotten. People only know that they are ancestors, but few people ask what their names are... they don't even have portraits... and they were just ordinary people during their lifetimes.
It’s not official status or anything.
Moreover, both of them were reincarnated a long time ago.
The ancestral spirits left behind today are just the spirit bodies that have been preserved based on the concept of "ancestors", and their strength is probably that of a wandering god.
The remaining tablets on the side are either like Mao Shen, or ordinary "Minggui" and the like.
"Why do gods come to the ancestral hall?"
Huang Tian was familiar with them. In the past, Huang Tian often followed the Tuye to purify their family's ancestral graves, purify mass graves and so on.
But later they had less contact, but they should know that Huangtian became the land.
Furthermore, when Huang Tian first refined the earth, he refined their ancestral graves together.
They did not resist.
In other words, I don’t know how to resist.
In other words, it is better not to resist.
The earth that Huang Tian refined has become a "field of blessing" in the underworld, no longer a bad land. Those ghosts can live more comfortably.
"I want to observe the family fortune."
"Fate of the clan?" The ancestors in the ancestral hall looked confused.
They really have no way of observing the fate of their clan, so the most precious thing about the clan is probably the plaque "Dunrentang" on the ancestral hall.
Huang Tian entered the ancestral hall and looked at the incense burner, only to see smoke and fire.
This incense burner has been worshiped by hundreds of families and has lasted for hundreds of years. It is just used to observe the fortune of the family.
Huang Tian waved his hand and took advantage of his luck to transform into another form.
Only the incense burner can be seen, but there is no incense ashes, but a furnace of clean water.
There is a mini lotus in the clear water, waiting to be released.
A tadpole-sized fish is swimming next to the lotus.
This lotus is the destiny of the clan.
This piece of clear water is the Feng Shui environment of the entire Qingxuan Village.
Tadpole is the better person among the tribe.
Huang Tian checked the birth record and found that he was the landlord of the village, and there was also a scholar in the landlord's family.
Huangtian darkly
Realize, observe the fate of the family, and have a vague understanding of the blessings and misfortunes.
"Thank you." Huang Tian restored the incense burner to its original state.
The ancestor spirit asked: "Did the Lord see anything?"
Huang Tiandao: "The secret must not be leaked."
Ancestor Spirit:......
Huang Tian thought about it and asked them: "The incense in your ancestral hall is stronger than that in the Tutu Temple. How do you usually use it?"
The ancestors said: "After all, we are not official gods. We are more like ghosts than gods, and we don't have much magical powers."
"You can only use incense to burn it, and you can also occasionally dream about it to give a warning."
"If a seducer from the underworld comes up, we will bribe him and bring something with him next time, such as literary energy, martial arts book pages, or some fate fragments."
"These things, if used by future generations, may help me overcome difficulties and even gain fame."
Huang Tian was curious: "Can you give me a look?"
The underworld can actually buy and sell fate fragments. Huang Tian has always believed that fate is an illusory thing, but there are actually tangible things in the underworld.
The ancestors in the ancestral hall felt that there was no need for Huang Tian to embezzle this little thing.
So he showed Huang Tian a few collected fortune fragments.
These fate fragments are crystal clear, but obviously incomplete.
Like some kind of crystal, but very illusory, like a ray of light, and like a bubble about to burst...
"The Yinsi recovers the soul, not only the true soul, but also the soul's afterbirth, and the fate formed by the fate it has experienced throughout its life."
"Of course, people have a destiny while they are alive. After death, everything is extinguished, and most of them are just fragments."
Ancestor spiritual saying: "Most people are mediocre, and their destiny is to live an ordinary life, like a cow or a horse, with many ups and downs."
"There are also things like having six relatives who are in trouble, a lone star in the sky, being destined to have no children, and living a lonely life."
"And all the complete and useful fortunes have been collected by Yinsi. I heard that Yinsi said they are used to refine the wheel of fortune..."
"Other fate fragments will be recast and refined using the fate furnace."
"The secret is to secretly bring out the fragments of fate that are to be recast and trade them with us."
Huang Tian carefully felt the so-called destiny and found that it was actually a combination of so-called "character, personality, character, and talent".
Everyone has different experiences, different personalities, different characters, and naturally different personalities. A minority of them are born with them, and most of them are cultivated.
The so-called "lattice" means restraint, shaping, and container.
Half of the nature of destiny is innate, and the other half is acquired.
The cup is a container created by nature, but what to put in it depends on the choice made later in life.
Moreover, fate is not a real crystal lattice of destiny, but a certain type of character that tends to lead people to a certain type of destiny. It is an indirect influence on destiny, not a direct influence.
For example, some people like to be quiet, some are fussy, some are rational, and some are emotional.
Huang Tian thought of the "clay theory of destiny" he had mentioned before, and it had some similarities with this fate.
"What are the fates of these people?"
The ancestors' spiritual saying: "One is diligent and can make up for his weakness, the other is bold and careful, and the third is loyal."
In other words, these fate fragments are equivalent to "patches" that can be applied to their descendants to make them have such qualities. Over time, they can change their destiny and even their fates can be assimilated...
Huang Tian secretly said: I wonder if the City Emperor is engaged in this kind of business.
I had heard about the underworld using ghost souls to make elixirs before. I thought it was a gray industry, but I didn’t expect that there was also the sale of fate fragments, and it was specifically for ancestor spirits.
Huang Tian had followed Lord Tutu for so long and never heard anything about this.
I only heard that messengers from the underworld will come to collect souls regularly.
The feathers of the troubled bird before can be exchanged for the underworld
Specialties from the underworld.
If you don't know, just ask. Huang Tian picked up the wat board and asked Nian Youyu and Tu Tuye directly.
When Tu Tuye saw Huang Tian's inquiry, he said directly: "Don't mess with that fate thing. What's yours is yours. If it's not yours, it's not yours. If you combine other people's fates, then you are who you are.
Or someone else?"
"They use fate fragments after careful consideration and give them to people who are born stupid, or who are inclined to such a fate. In this way, their temperament will not change drastically, and it will only serve as the icing on the cake."
Huang Tian inexplicably thought of the chapter "Changing Hearts" in the Liaozhai story, which was very similar to this one.
I couldn't help feeling a little awed, and some of my ideas for experimentation were extinguished.
On the other hand, when Huang Tian was asked about this when he was more than a year old, he also gave a very stern warning: "The gods who cultivate destiny are most likely to fall into the devil's path and become evil gods."
"The wheel of fate in the underworld is the wheel of reincarnation, which governs the reincarnation of all sentient beings. You do not have the ability to be supreme, compassionate and omniscient. Like Mother Earth, you can clearly understand the cause and effect and fate of all sentient beings, and you can see clearly the variables of the past and the future.
Just don’t try to control other people’s destiny!”
"Those ancestral spirits are completely playing with fire and playing tricks on heaven and earth. Fortunately, no matter whether it is good or bad, they have a blood connection, and they will reap the consequences."
"If you don't want to bear the fate of all sentient beings, you have to put aside the idea of helping others, respect the fate of others, just watch or guide, and never interfere directly. Just like I did before, if I intervene directly, the person who wins the election will still be the same.
I went crazy, this is my cause and effect."
Huang Tian quickly said that he would not mess around.
Nian Yuyu felt relieved and conveyed some basic common sense about fate to Huang Tian through the Wat board.
Huang Tian returned the fate fragment to the ancestral spirit.
Using these fate fragments is also a kind of their destiny.
Huang Tian secretly said: "Being able to extract fate from the soul is indeed a bit like a demon, but if it is an official organization, it sounds much more reliable, and it is a compassionate god like the Earth Mother."
"Honored God, we are not saying that we have fallen into evil ways, nor are we like those who played with fire..." The ancestor spirit smiled bitterly: "If we don't maintain this, we will not have the ability to resist risks, and our bloodline will easily be cut off.
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"Earlier, the Earth God and Qingxuan Dragon King made rainfall, and we also sent a lot of incense to pay tribute."
"Having this thing in hand is better than nothing. These fate fragments are enough to drive the fate of our village and even the ethnic group."
Huang Tian replied: "Don't worry, I have no reason to tolerate a drop of sand in my eyes. I think Qingxuan Village has always been pretty good, which shows that you are not messing around."
The ancestor spirit breathed a sigh of relief.
Huang Tian has already researched the general situation of Qingxuan Village now.
I have probably drafted my future development policies in my mind.
Probably the first five-year plan or something like that.
Huang Tian completely equated this matter with the poverty alleviation in his previous life.
Fortunately, there is only one village, and the snail shell serves as the dojo. Huang Tian can also see what kind of subtle changes his authority in the country can bring to it.
Back in the mountain, Huang Tian summoned Xin Yijiu: "Clan Chief Xin, are there any foxes in your clan who plan to go down the mountain to become friends and practice?"
Xin Yijiu considered it and said: "Yes, there is. My tenth mother has been practicing Taoism for 110 years. I wonder why the tiger is asking this?"
"I plan to ask Liu Chengdao to practice in the land spiritual realm, and to promote the richness of my mountain and the mercy of the mountain god. But I only send him alone. I feel uneasy. The Xin family students are all knowledgeable and polite. I want to be proficient in managing internal affairs.
A village should be at your fingertips."
Xin Yijiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Tiger, don't put a high hat on the little old man, it makes me feel uncomfortable."
"But since the tiger trusts him, I will send my ten niangs there so as not to embarrass the tiger."
"Now that Tiger is also part-time owner of the land of Qingxuan Village, he can do a lot of things, such as opening another mortal market, or developing customers
Stack or something like that."
Huang Tian nodded secretly, but said to Xin Yijiu: "These are not the important points."
Xin Yijiu originally thought that Huang Tian would say as usual: "Just go and do it."
Unexpectedly, Huang Tian finally had his own idea.
"If you want to be rich, build roads first!"
Huang Tiandao: "I plan to build a road from the Huangtian Mountains to Qingxuan Village first, and then build a road up the mountain. It is best to build a small road that can show the scenery."
"Once the road is built, everything will fall into place. We don't need to open the inn, and we don't need to worry about how to sell the local products..."