Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 316

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, the flickering candlelight casts mottled tree shadows among the branches and leaves through the gauze cover.

Standing in front of the altar, Pei Miaode looked at the busy palace servants below the steps, with neither sad nor happy expression.

Even with the great help of Zen Master Seng Wo, it still took a lot of effort to destroy the remaining [-] prostitutes.

In particular, the Lord Yinshan who had stolen the position of the righteous god of Mount Tai, in order to completely take it down, nearly [-]% of the martial arts masters in the embroidery guards were killed or injured. Under the premise of being a tiger.

Occupying the position of mountain god, in its home field, that Yinshan Jun can be said to have displayed [-]% of his abilities.

With the development of Pei Miaode's martial arts and the profoundness of Buddhism, it really took a lot of thought.

However, after seeing the strength of these mountain gods and wild monsters, Pei Miaode became more determined to act on behalf of the heavens.

He Niuzhou has been exterminated for thousands of years, and it is absolutely not enough to just hope that the Taoism will blossom and bear fruit here, thus ushering in the vigorous development of human monks. It takes 100 years for a monk to cultivate to the realm of supernatural powers at the fastest, and the monster race is simply not enough. They will not be given this respite.

After 1000 years of unscrupulous greatness, how could those blood-drinking monsters be willing to return to the same starting line with the human race.

Compared with cultivating a practitioner, it is undoubtedly more convenient to consecrate the gods of mountains and rivers.

Establishing a biography and building a shrine, with the destiny of the dynasty as the hub, allows the gods to use the spirit of the mountains and rivers to exert the combat power comparable to that of high-level monks. This is undoubtedly the greatest guarantee for the Great Yuan at the beginning of the dynasty.

The purpose of eliminating prostitution is to gather the power of the people's beliefs and at the same time eliminate the unstable factors on the territory of the Great Yuan.

Now that the mountain spirits and wild gods have all been wiped out, it's time to seal up Dayuan's own gods.

Xuanzhen Temple in Guanghe County, where Pei Miaode was located, was the location of the first royal conferment ceremony, and nearby was Xiyue Lang Mountain, one of the three mountains and five mountains.

And the mountain god of Langshan who was about to be conferred by imperial edict was the former General of the Peking University, the crown prince and Taifu, the biological father of Empress Shanyin, and also the grandfather of Pei Miaode, who was good at binding tigers.

This man who is good at binding tigers is brave and good at fighting. Fang Jiguan led his family to hunt in the mountains. When he met a fierce tiger on the way, he rushed up with a knife in anger. The tiger was an old beast that had been enlightened. He is fierce and cunning, but he unexpectedly wants to meet a reckless man.

The old lady Fu was accidentally swept away by the tiger's tail, but jumped on the tiger's back, leaning on a pair of fleshy palms, and strangled the vicious beast to death.

Not long after the news came out, there was an extra nickname of Tihu, but the old lady Fu didn't care about it at all.

On the contrary, I feel that this nickname is very appropriate, and it actually changed the original name of the text to Shantihu, which was passed down as a good talk for a while.

The Pei family and his son naturally had their considerations for bringing such a loyal warrior who relied on brute strength instead of brains into the shrine of the mountain god of Langshan.

Langshan is only a hundred and eighty miles away from the capital, and if there is an elite army, it will arrive in only two days, and besides, Malang Pass is located below, which is said to be easy to defend and difficult to attack, so it is better to hand over such an important military town to a veteran peace of mind.

Pei Miaode was thinking secretly when a young eunuch quietly stood behind him.

"Your Highness, everything is ready."

"But, do you want to invite Duke Qin over now?"

Seeing that Pei Miaode frowned slightly, the little eunuch thought that his Highness disliked everyone's inflexible hands and feet, and was so frightened that he quickly fell to his knees.

Qin Guogong is the honorary title obtained by being good at binding tigers after the Great Yuan Dynasty was established.

Having learned the experience and lessons of the demise of the Qianjing Dynasty, in the Yuan Dynasty, no one with the same surname could be crowned king.

"It doesn't matter, I just invite the old general myself."

Waving his hand, he flatly rejected the little eunuch's proposal.

Pei Miaode walked slowly down the steps from the tall and solemn altar.

Qin Guogong is not difficult to find, the tallest and mightiest one in the crowd, who has a hearty laugh like a tiger roaring, is there anyone else besides the old lady Fu.

"Grandfather."

Pei Miaode walked towards the crowd, and bowed his hands deeply towards this direct grandfather.

"The prince is here!"

The old matriarch Fu was not too satisfied with this Yunwen Yunwu grandson, he saluted the relatives and colleagues around him, and greeted him with a smile.

Seeing that the grandpa and grandson seemed to have private matters to discuss, everyone thoughtfully found an excuse to get out of the way.

"Grandfather really made up his mind?"

"With your current body, you have at least ten more years to live. If you don't want to, I can talk to my father personally."

Shinto, it sounds nice.

But after all, it is also something that is tied to the national destiny dynasty, and it is prosperous and all are prosperous, and all are damaged.

If Da Yuan fails to spread the message to all directions and set the world, the first ones to be buried with Da Yuan at that time, needless to say, will be these deities of mountains and rivers.

"Your Highness is too worried. Incense, fire, gods, longevity, and dynasty have the same luck. Others have no chance to be this mountain god. Besides, there are two generations of masters, your majesty and the prince. The old minister has a hunch that in the future, it will be me, Dayuan. !"

"The old minister was able to slash the sword in his lifetime, so why can't he protect the safety of the land and water after his death?"

The old lady Fu looked very free and easy.

There is even some expectation for this, after all, longevity, how many people can get rid of this temptation!
Pei Miaode sighed.

Finally, he respected his grandfather's choice.

"Calculating the time, the sacrifices in the Duke's Mansion and Guanghe County have almost started. Grandfather, let me accompany you for the last time."

The ceremony of conferring the gods is naturally not that simple.

First of all, the person to be sealed must first be a dead person, secondly, his soul must be guaranteed not to fall into the underworld, and finally, he must have enough dynasty luck to make a golden body for him.

The Great Yuan has not yet unified the world, and the only dynasties with luck and imperial edicts to seal three or five gods will die.

For this reason, Pei Miaode and Chan Master Sengwo figured out a tricky way.

With the power of the people's will and the sacrifice of the closest relatives, combined with the national destiny, the golden body is shaped for the imperial seal.

On the one hand, it can share some pressure for the luck of the dynasty, and on the other hand, there is a bloodline of descendants connected, which can also protect the gods from falling into delusions.

It can be said that it has fully absorbed the experience and lessons of the previous dynasty.

"Hahaha, so-and-so will come whenever he goes!"

Hearing this, the old general no longer hesitated, and followed Pei Miaode onto the altar in big strides.

Looking at the vast and desolate mountains and rivers around Xuanzhen Temple, Shan Fuhu took one last nostalgic glance, and then without hesitation, he pulled out the precious sword that had accompanied him in military campaigns for decades from his waist, and laid it across his neck.

After drinking the glass of fine wine that Pei Miaode poured for him, Shan Fuhu looked up to the sky and laughed twice.

"It's a joy, a joy!"

Then, with a sudden force on his hand, a bloody light suddenly appeared.

"It's auspicious time!"

"The ceremony begins!"

At the same time, the voice of the old eunuch's male duck was also transmitted in all directions.

(End of this chapter)