Lord of Earth Fiend

"Sir, not far ahead is Datun Mountain."

Lin Xiu, who was sitting on the shaft of the car, reported.

Chen Jin lifted the curtain of the car and leaned out to watch.

Seeing that the mountains are so vast that you can't see the edge at a glance. From a distance, they look like a giant snake entrenched on the earth, with its body winding and going nowhere.

The mountain has taken shape.

In the mountains, there are steaming clouds and mist, surrounding them, like a fairyland.

This is the mountain spirit!
Being too far away, Chen Jin couldn't use his thoughts to visualize, so he just looked at it for a while and then sat back in the carriage.

Lin Xiu just said that the distance was not far away, but when he actually arrived at the village at the foot of the mountain, it was already half an hour later.

"Sir, here we are."

Lin Xiubi said respectfully.

The two handymen, A Gui and Lao Zhu, were sweating profusely. They looked at the stilted bamboo buildings with flinching expressions and consciously moved closer to Chen Jin.

Datunshan Village is famous throughout the Rakshasa Sea Continent, representing mystery, sacredness, and terror...

If they had not followed the prefect this time, they would not have dared to come to this place.

Chen Jin got out of the car and saw two groups of people standing at the entrance of the village. They were all Rakshasa natives with dark skin and colorful clothes.

Looking at the formation, it looked like they were lining up to welcome him, but when the natives looked at Chen Jin, they didn't have any kind intentions, but looked vicious.

Lin Xiu felt his calves trembling and whispered, "Sir, we forgot something important."

"what's up?"

"No gifts."

Chen Jin asked: "When the magistrate comes to visit the magistrate, do you still need to prepare a gift?"

Lin Xiudao: "Cai Tongpan is not an ordinary Tongpan, and he cannot be treated based on his official rank."

Chen Jin asked again: "What kind of gifts did the prefect of the Song Dynasty prepare in the past?"

"Thousands of gifts, big gifts, all kinds of fine goods from the Central Plains, and boxes of money. Cai Tongpan likes gold and silver."

"I would also like."

Chen Jin said directly.

He couldn't afford these gifts, and even if he had them, he wouldn't give them.

Lin Xiu murmured: "But after all, you are here as a guest. It doesn't look good with empty hands."

Chen Jin said calmly: "Don't worry, I prepared the gifts last night."

Lin Xiu asked quickly: "What is it?"

After asking, he realized: I was being rude. What kind of gift did you prepare for me? Is it okay for me to ask casually?
Fortunately, Chen Jin didn't blame him. He turned around and took out something from the car, which was a long box.

Lin Xiu took a look and guessed what it contained, either words or paintings.

Send calligraphy and paintings to Cai Tongpan?
But Cai Tongpan didn't have such elegant hobbies. Chen Jin's gift was undoubtedly a wink to a blind man, and it was a waste of time.

If it contained an antique, it would be very valuable and different, but the box looks very new and does not look like an antique treasure.

Chen Jin said: "This is a calligraphy I wrote last night."

Lin Xiu: "..."

I expected it to be an antique, but I didn't expect it to be the handwriting of the prefect.If it were the calligraphy and painting written by the prefect in a state capital in the Central Plains, it would definitely be a "calligraphy treasure", but this trick does not work in Rakshasa Haizhou.

The reason why he is so concerned about the gift issue is mainly because he thinks that with a generous gift, your Excellency and Cai Tongpan will be able to talk happily and live in harmony.

On the contrary, there is a possibility that you will not be welcomed, or even break up.

When the two sides start to quarrel, where will Lin Xiu go?If you are not careful, you will suffer the disaster of being a fish in a pond.

This is not the situation he wants to see.

"Master Chen, please come this way!"

At this time, a rough man as strong as a mountain stepped forward. Just looking at him approaching gave people a huge sense of oppression.

The prefect came to visit, but the master did not show his face and only sent a subordinate to greet him.

This in itself is a kind of status contempt.

Chen Jin had no expression on his face and followed the other person.

On such occasions, Agui and Lao Zhu couldn't follow him in. They were guarding the carriage outside, but they didn't want to go in. It was too scary.

Lin Xiu also began to retreat in his heart, but as a staff master, he could not retreat. If he did not follow in, he would never be able to follow him in the future.

Arriving in front of a stilted building in the center, the strong man said: "Master Chen, before you go upstairs, you have to leave your sword behind. In addition, you can go up alone."

Chen Jin had no objection and took off the fine iron sword he was carrying and handed it to Lin Xiu.

Master Lin quickly held it, not knowing what to say.

Chen Jin stepped upstairs and entered through the door. He saw that there was a hall inside, which was not big and filled with a strong herbal smell.

There is a large shrine in the hall, enshrining the statue of the demon god Rakshasa.

The main body of this six-armed statue is also cyan, but the eyes on the arms emit precious light. They are inlaid with different gemstones. The light flows. At first glance, it seems to be a living thing that stares at people. Look, it looks weird.

In front of the statue, there was an old man sitting on the ground. He was wearing a linen robe. His gray hair was spread out. The Mediterranean Sea was sparse on the top.

He had an old face, covered with wrinkles, and was taking a nap with his eyes squinted, looking weak.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he opened his eyes and looked at Chen Jin: "But Mr. Chen in person?"

Chen Jin bowed and said, "I, Chen Jin, came here specially to attend the appointment. I have met Cai Tongpan."

The old man Cai Tong said: "I am inconvenienced and unable to welcome you. Please don't take offense, Mr. Chen."

"You're welcome."

After some pleasantries, Chen Jin handed over the long box.

Cai Tongpan took it, opened it, took out the calligraphy, unfolded it, and saw two sentences written on it:

The sky is high for birds to fly, and the sea is wide for fish to leap.

"Did an adult write this word?"

"That's right. I took up the post alone and have nothing. It's not easy to come to visit with nothing. I can only write a letter as a gift. I wonder if it suits the old man's eyes?"

Cai Tongpan slowly rolled up the words: "I am not a scholar, and I don't know the quality of calligraphy. You gave it to me, but it was a secret investment. But as the saying goes: etiquette is light but affection is heavy. If you have this intention, you are already old. Satisfied."

Chen Jin smiled and said, "As long as the boss is satisfied."

Cai Tongpan put the box aside casually: "Sir Chen, you have come all the way here. Do you adapt to the island? Our Rakshasa Island is not as prosperous as the Central Plains. The products are barren, and there are many miasma snakes and insects... But don't Look down on those bugs, many of them are highly poisonous. If you are accidentally bitten, you will be disabled at least, or your life will be lost at worst. Mr. Chen is young, so you have to be careful."

From the very beginning, the two were engaged in verbal exchanges with double entendres. At this point, Cai Tongpan was even more unconcealed and had hidden murderous intentions.

Chen Jin said: "Thank you for the reminder, sir. To be honest, I'm new here and I'm really not used to it. So before I moved in, I cleaned up the inside and outside to make the place clean so that I can live comfortably."

Cai Tongpan's eyes flashed, then he disappeared and said with a smile: "Master Chen is indeed young and energetic, with a determined and enterprising spirit... Ahem!"

Maybe he was laughing so loudly that he kept coughing.

Boom boom boom!
But the strong man who was guarding outside ran in and said with concern: "Honorable Sir, you are not in good health, so don't talk too much. Master Chen, please do as you please."

Chen Jin said, "Sir, I've been disturbing you a lot, so I'll take my leave now." "Okay... I won't send you off."

Watch Chen Jin leave.

The strong man Cai Lishi asked: "Honorable Sir, how did the conversation go?"

Cai Tongpan said coldly: "This kid doesn't know the heights of the world. He doesn't listen to dissuasion. He's told to go down and take action. But he must be measured and spare his life."

"Yes."

……

Chen Jin went outside and stepped onto the carriage under the fierce gazes of a group of natives.

"Go, go back to the city!"

Lin Xiu quickly ordered.

Lao Zhu waved his riding whip and drove the carriage away from Datun Mountain.

Going back and forth, coming and going in a hurry, time is spent on the road.

The atmosphere was a little tense, and Lin Xiu didn't dare to ask random questions until he returned to the government office.

After entering the city, according to Chen Jin's instructions, he went straight to the abandoned house.

Since he wanted to rebuild the Confucian Temple, the place has gradually regained its vitality.

Lin Xiu followed behind.

Chen Jin said: "Master Lin, go tell Lao Hu and the others that work will officially start tomorrow. As for the materials used, etc., you are responsible for following up. If you dare to cut corners, you are the only one to ask."

Lin Xiu hurriedly said: "Don't worry, sir, I will never be vague in my humble position... I just want to ask more, what is Cai Tongpuan's attitude?"

"Haha, no matter what his attitude is, it can't change my determination to build the temple."

"My lord, I know from my humble position that this matter must be guarded against."

Chen Jin said calmly: "It's okay, just do your duty."

Lin Xiu walked out worriedly. Agui and Lao Zhu were waiting outside and hurriedly came forward to ask.

"My lord is determined to build a temple. There is no need to say anything else. Just obey the orders."

"My lord is too stubborn, this will bring disaster."

Lin Xiu's face was straight: "Old Zhu, if you are afraid, go back to the government office."

Lao Zhu hurriedly said: "I'm not afraid, but I want to understand the situation clearly and not act recklessly."

Lin Xiu said: "Anyway, I'm with Master Ding. If you back down, just leave as soon as possible. I'll find someone else."

Agui and Lao Zhu looked at each other and said in unison: "Master Lin, what are you talking about? Wealth and wealth are in danger. We are both going to die. How can we be afraid of death?"

Follow in unison.

They had also thought about it. Referring to what happened to Magistrate Song, if the four great gods moved, they would always come to the leader, and those below who were on the smaller side did not suffer any disaster.

And if Chen Jin can withstand the pressure and gain a foothold in Rakshasa Mansion, the welfare benefits of these hard-working people will definitely not be bad.

Fight hard.

The day passed quickly and night fell.

After dinner, Chen Jin returned to the inner house of the government office, put out the Kuixing lantern, closed his eyes under the lantern, meditated, and practiced.

After arriving at Rakshasa Sea Continent, he had some enlightenment and felt that he had touched a thin film in his cultivation. As long as he penetrated it, he could reach a higher level.

But the things in spiritual practice are often so close to each other. If you look close, if you really walk there, you may never reach them in your lifetime.

For example, the current Chen Jin has completed the Confucian Temple in his inner landscape, which means that the third level is stable, and the next step is the fourth level: "statue creation."

"To make an image" means to erect a statue of a god.

A temple is equal to a human body, while a statue of a god is the human soul. Without a soul, it is just a body, which loses its agility and is like a dead thing.

According to normal procedures, building a temple is more difficult than building a statue. Once the temple is built, the statue of the god will be erected naturally.

After all, temple systems all over the world are clearly divided. Regardless of whether it is a Confucian temple, a martial arts temple, or other temple systems, in reality, there will be ready-made statues of gods that can be used for reference.

Use this as the object of visualization and just copy it into the inner landscape.

It's like copying homework.

Of course it is not copying, because making a statue is not just about carving a mold. The real difficulty lies in the inner core parts of decorating, consecrating, and removing Luban.

Just copying the appearance is tantamount to painting a tiger instead of a dog.

Chen Jin has never done these things and doesn't know much about them. He has come across important materials for pretending to be dirty, such as the hearts of ghosts and gods.

But the mind of ghosts and gods cannot be contained in the Confucian Temple.

The main decoration materials of the Confucian Temple are Wenjuan, edicts, etc.

The document can be an article written by a great Confucian, or if you are good enough, you can also write it yourself; as for the imperial edict, it comes from the imperial court.

Chen Jin now has a share, and he can put his name on the gold list to good use.

Therefore, he has already made preparations for the materials used to decorate the viscera. When it is finally implemented, he can also add five-color grains and some high-quality gems and jade, etc., so that the viscera display becomes richer and more spiritual.

The biggest problem appears on the statue of the saint.

The magical transformation of the Jiangzhou Confucian Temple, the empty shell of the saint statue in the capital, these changes made Chen Jin suspicious in his heart:
If we use these statues of saints in the Confucian Temple as a model, what kind of things will we visualize?
It's hard to say.

When the source is wrong, everything behind will be distorted.

If such a statue were erected in the inner landscape, wouldn't it mean that the door was opened to rob the thief?

In the past, I was just suffering from malicious erosion and the polluting moss that grew. I spent a lot of energy and mind before I thought of the method of visualizing the fire of karma, so as to burn it clean.If a distorted and degenerated statue of a god is built directly in the temple now, then I don’t know what else can be done to solve it.

It is possible that the entire temple will be demolished.

In this way, wouldn’t it be destroying the foundation of oneself?
Therefore, Chen Jin was cautious and thought a lot about "statue making".

The last solution that came to mind was to become an official in Rakshasa Sea Continent.In the name of this great cause, a Confucian temple was established and a school was opened.

There are no Confucian temples on the island. Chen Jin can completely rely on his own design and vision to build temples and create statues of saints and gods, thus getting rid of the shackles of the Confucian temples in the Central Plains.

In fact, this already means starting anew.

If the old-school Confucian scholars in the literary circles find out, they will definitely be punished verbally and writtenly.

But in Rakshasa Sea Continent, there are no such problems.

This is a barren land of pen and ink culture. You almost have to start from scratch. No one cares whether you are deviant or not.

The requirements Chen Jin told the craftsmen yesterday were different in many aspects, which amounted to various improvements.

Today's scholarly writing style has long since become out of shape. It is either frivolous, pretentious, or flattering...

It's a mess.

It’s long overdue for renovation and a new look.

But before that, Chen Jin must first deal with the local monsters and monsters.

They are coming... (End of chapter)