The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

  Chapter 367 Longevity Tribulation

  Yuan sat quietly on the high platform. After an unknown period of time, the voice of the stone statue guarding the gate came.

   "Master, it's Jiagan Tianzhi again."

  Jiagan Tianzhi is a time, an important time for the ancient city of Wangchuan to open the gates and release water. It is the Naihe bridge that opens the gate, and the ruthless water is released.

  The three souls and six souls of the deceased enter the river of forgetfulness, which must be mixed with various thoughts. The function of the Naihe Bridge is to obliterate it, so as to prevent complex thoughts from gathering together and deriving some kind of demon that is difficult to kill.

   This is an extremely important part and power of the ancient city of Wangchuan, and its status is equivalent to the Sanshengjing when reincarnation still existed. It can be said that without this part, the entire dojo will be irreparably incomplete.

  Yuan waved his hands and put the two jade slips into his sleeves, stepped out with one step, and arrived at the southeast side of the ancient city of Wangchuan in an instant.

  Here there is an ancient bridge across the River of Forgetfulness, more than ten miles long, ninety-nine feet wide, and not a few feet wide, flowing to the southwest.

  Bronze ghost lions stand on the bridge, surrounded by clouds and mist.

  In the past, there were the Gods of Day and Night, who led eight thousand Yin soldiers to guard day and night. There are divine beasts with six crows that go up to the nine heavens, and go down to the nine secluded places to prevent the living from crossing over.

   Now only the Master of Tongyou is left.

  Yuan raised his hand to gently support the bronze ghost lion, and the thin cloud on the bridge suddenly thickened, and then fell into the Wangchuan River like flowing water.

  Relentless water saves lovers, the obsession in the river that turns into all kinds of weird and twisted figures melts in the water, like the bubbles produced by the pouring of tea, fleeting.

  The last time he adjusted the yin and yang of Wangchuan to eliminate distracting thoughts was when the ancient city of Wangchuan was founded. Now that the world is just opening, many things require him to do it himself.

   "We need to recruit some Yin gods. Shi'er finds time for you to go to Mortal World and pick some heroes to become Yin gods."

   Those who are evil can become ghosts, and those who are virtuous can become gods.

   I don't know if it is some kind of coincidence, or it follows the unknown rules between heaven and earth. Whether in the world of practice or in modern times, there are almost no villains among those who have been conferred gods throughout the ages, and most of them are virtuous people.

  This is especially true in the world of practice. It takes a great virtue to become a yin god.

  The reason for this is very simple. Only virtuous people can be enshrined after death. Incense worship is a vital part of Yin God. If a person without virtue can have a whole body, it will be smoke.

   "Master, I'm afraid we won't be able to recruit the mortal gods." The stone statue guarding the gate said.

   "Why?"

  Yuan questioned, and the gatekeeper stone statue became a little hesitant in the next answer. He replied: "You mentioned this matter to me before, and the next day I separated my mind and came to the mortal world, and then I was intercepted by the Yin Division."

   "Yin Division? It's not just right to go to them directly. The mortal Yin Division should be the ancient city dog ​​teeth."

  Yuan's eyelids were lowered, and there was a trace of magic in his eyes. Huangquan Wangchuan felt it, and the personality named Master of Tongyou spread all over the world.

  The River of Forgetfulness is three thousand miles away, and countless demons bow their heads.

   "I don't care about the living, and the dead belong to me. How can there be people who are not subjects?"

   "This...they don't listen to the announcement, they only listen to one person."

"who?"

  Yuan turned his head slightly, and the stone statue guarding the gate suddenly felt a lot of pressure. Just as he was about to answer, Yuan already knew about it by some means.

  The Mortal Underworld Division was conferred by someone else, and this person was so powerful that he couldn't find out the identity of the other party.

  The stone statue guarding the gate replied cautiously: "They say they only respect the law of immortals, and listen to the living immortals."

   "..."

  Yuan looked at the sky and was speechless, silently restraining his breath and personality

  Can't beat it.

The stone statue guarding the gate said again: "The status of the Yin Division has been taken away. I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to maintain this place. I think the man's words are not unreasonable. Although the young one can't spy on the secrets of the sky, he has some talents in exorcising evil and avoiding evil. This trip is more fortunate than evil. "

  Yuan shook his head and said: "I have no grievances or enmities with him, he is the living one, I should not harm and disturb Yin and Yang."

  The stone statue guarding the gate said again: "Blocking the way is the great enemy of life and death."

  The stone statue guarding the gate is really the spirit of the ancient city of Wangchuan. In his opinion, the method provided by the ancient Taoist sect is worth trying, even at the risk of becoming an enemy of Li Changsheng.

   In the face of the foundation of enlightenment, all risks are acceptable.

  In the final analysis, fate has hit their sore spots. Adjusting yin and yang step by step can only harmonize the Tao, but it is impossible to achieve the Tao.

  Becoming a Taoist is an act against the heavens. It is a struggle against the heavens, so how can one rely on merit to become a Taoist?

  The gatekeeper stone statue understands this, so it is impossible for the master not to understand.

   "You said that the Dao of Heaven dissipated, and now is the most likely time to become Dao without shackles. Before he returns to his peak, the calamity of Dao is enough to kill him!"

  Yuan looked at the stone statue of the gatekeeper. Although the other party had no eyes, he could feel a trace of obsession emanating from the soul.

  When the benefits are large enough, all dangers can become risks that can be borne.

  Because Li Changsheng is a human being, Yuan has paid more attention to the human race after his reincarnation, and has seen some memories and obsessions of human beings.

   There is a group of people who possess this quality, which humans call gambling dogs. When a person wants to make money but is deceived, his parents can't help it when his mind is hot.

  So why can’t you put it on yourself?

   Gambling is the nature of all beings in the world.

  Try?

  Yuan quickly suppressed this thought when he was in the nick of time, he still felt that this approach was not the right way.

   Not completely afraid of Li Changsheng's force, but also his way.

   Yin and Yang are in order, how can he kill the living as the master of the secluded world? Doesn't this violate the law of reincarnation?

  Yuan shook his head and walked towards the Hall of Reincarnation, saying: "I have retreated for 10 years, if there is still a chance to talk about it after ten years."

Not to be missed.

  The only way at present is to let the opportunity go, otherwise he is afraid that he will fall to the ancient way in the entanglement and hesitation.

   Although the stone statue of the gatekeeper was unwilling to see this, he did not dare to say more.

  Becoming a Dao is very important, he can give opinions, but he must not influence or even force the will of the master.

  Yuan returned to the Hall of Reincarnation, and the heavy door was slowly closed. Just as the last gap was about to close, there was a sudden shock from the outside world.

  Boom!

  In the ancient city of Wangchuan, in the temples of thousands of spirits, tablets of gods suddenly appeared on the altar.

  The gods of Wangchuan revived.

  Yuan looked back suddenly, as if a pair of hands in the darkness pushed him out of the Hall of Reincarnation. Looking at the thousands of spiritual temples, countless **** tablets are lit up, and the twelve main halls headed by them are communicating with the mortal world.

  He could feel the familiar breath coming from the gods, following the breath back to the mortal world, each **** was like a newborn baby.

   One reason after another had to go into the mortal world came up one after another, as if the claws stretched out from the infinite calamity, trying to pull him into the infinite calamity.

   This is how calamity is measured. I know it is calamity, but I have to jump into it.

  Some people know themselves, some are ignorant, and in the end no one can escape.

  Yuan's eyes were deep, he looked at himself and found no problems, and then he looked at the world, which was as calm as ever.

  Too calm is not a kind of wave?

   "Master! They are back, they are all back!"

  The gatekeeper stone statue looked ecstatically at the lit temples one by one, as if they could see the glory of the past.

  At that time, they controlled reincarnation, and the life and longevity of the heaven and earth creatures depended on their strokes.

   "Master, we have to bring them back, so as not to be arrested and killed." The gatekeeper stone statue wanted to fly out directly.

  Just reincarnated is the weakest time, and those with advanced Taoism may be able to keep it secret by some means, but without exception, they will need to pay a huge price.

  Seven or eight years ago, many reincarnations of Yuanying Taoism died under guns.

  The life of the former comrade had to be saved.

   "I will go back when I go."

  Yuan no longer had any worries, and strode out of the ancient city of Wangchuan. He looked straight into the distance, as if he could see the back of a person.

  In the Hall of Reincarnation, dots of golden light suddenly appeared, and the merits of the Master of Tongyou who adjusted Yin and Yang converged into a figure.

  Golden body of merit and virtue can survive immeasurable calamities—

  Shenzhou, in a Taoist temple in a mountain village.

  A female priest over 30 years old is sweeping the fallen leaves, and her movements are not slow.

   "Jiang Daochang, what do you think?"

  At this time, a bald middle-aged man with a big belly and a bald head came in from outside, sweating profusely.

  He is the boss of a real estate company. The reason for coming to this Taoist temple is not to burn incense or pray for safety, but to buy the land.

   "80 million is not too little, and this money is enough for you to go out and build a bigger Taoist temple to recruit disciples."

  Taoism, as the native religion of China, has always received various cares. Coupled with the existence of the Shangqing Palace today, the status of Taoism in Zhoudi has been directly doubled several times.

  But it does not mean that the local Taoist temples are also flourishing. On the contrary, the dust of the times has fallen on them, and many Taoist temples have been banned. Some joined a certain practice sect, some were forced to move away because of the location of their spiritual veins, and some were stiffened by some monks Li Daitao in the early days.

   There are very few Taoist temples that are still alive today, such as this small Taoist temple here.

   First, there is no extraordinary inheritance, and second, there are no monks in the door.

  In the past, Taoist priests were more of a status, a status registered in the handbook of religious management offices, and had legal affairs "franchise rights". But it is different now, the emergence of monks directly squeezes the original environment of religious people.

  For the sake of social security, the government has become more and more strict on religious control, even to the point of harshness. It seems that they are afraid that they will secretly engage in evil ways, and wish to put shackles on every religious person.

  It is quite extreme, but the government has to consider the society. Religion is simply a perfect disguise for demons. Basically, most of the extraordinary events 78 years ago originated from religion, and even two monsters were born because of religion.

  One is Our Lady of the White Lotus, and the other is Heavenly Father.

  The former turned Shenzhou upside down, and disappeared until the living immortal appeared, because the immortal could really beat her to death. The impact of the latter was even greater, almost usurping the huge and brilliant civilization of Rome in the Western Regions.

  This small Taoist temple is just a microcosm.

   It’s just that this trail looks luckier. Although it is not built on the spiritual vein, it is near the spiritual vein. At the same time, it happened to be a small spiritual vein, which was not listed as a key control area, and the Taoist temple did not need to be forced to move out.

  The first reaction of the real estate company who got the inside news was naturally to come to the resort. Even a little spiritual energy can be sold for sky-high prices. The government also likes to use this method to harvest wealthy people in society, and then distribute the money to ordinary people.

   In the past, officials and businessmen could drink a glass of wine, but now they are scholars, workers, farmers, and businessmen. How can a businessman have a glass of wine with an official family? As for the workers and peasants who represent the majority of the people, they have actually turned over now, because they are large in number and almost all the monks have come out of them.

  Combined with the country's destiny and the country's important weapon, it has virtually set a hard target for the government.

   "Layman, please go back, I won't sell it for any amount of money."

  The female Taoist priest surnamed Jiang shook her head slightly, but she didn't move in the face of 80 million people.

  The more she is like this, the more the real estate boss dare not move easily. In the past, there were things about ghosts and gods if you believed in them, and they didn’t exist if you didn’t believe in them.

The real estate boss didn't dare to provoke a Taoist priest, so he could only persuade him earnestly: "Master Daoist, 80 million is really a lot. Don't look at how many billions the outside valuation is, but that's only after the house and various supporting facilities are built. Yes. How much labor and material costs will it cost during this period?"

   "Layman, please go back."

  The real estate owner had no choice but to go back home.

  The female Taoist priest looks into the distance, and antique resort villas are rising.

  The truly powerful and powerful figures have already taken over the surrounding land, and those who have no way to enter the game can only start from this small Taoist temple.

  I heard that the bidding price of these villas is 300,000 yuan per level, and any villa will cost hundreds of billions.

  Expensive is definitely expensive, completely beyond its due value. But a wealthy family has to buy it, even if it goes bankrupt, it still needs to obtain spiritual energy resources, and even squeeze into the ranks of monks.

  Jiang Mei glanced at the allowance that had just been paid in the mobile phone, and the government gave him another thousand more money every month. In addition, there are miscellaneous subsidies, such as subsidies for rising oil prices, subsidies for rising commodity prices, and even minimum wage subsidies for holidays.

   The subsidy targets all Chinese citizens. Although the money is not much, it is enough to offset most of the cost of living.

   Reminiscent of the manor far away, all kinds of elixirs on the market that are worth dozens of times gold.

  Jiang Mei can probably guess where the subsidy money comes from. To put it bluntly, cut the leeks of the rich and use their money to boost the country's fortunes.

   When people have a clear price than this.

  Suddenly a gust of wind blew away the fallen leaves that had been swept into a ball. At some point, a vague figure stood ten steps away from Jiangmei.

   "How should I call my predecessors? Kim is the most holy? Or a more distant name."

   "My surname is Jiang and my name is Mei." Jiang Mei replied indifferently, and then continued to sweep the fallen leaves that were blown away.

   Fate said in a respectful tone: "Senior Jiang, I have a hexagram for your destiny. I wonder if you are interested?"

  The first time is raw and the second time is familiar. With previous experience, Fate is very low-key and respectful this time.

   These powerful existences cannot kill him, but they are definitely not something he can contend with. In order to achieve the goal as soon as possible, it is not impossible to lower the posture a little.

   "Can you criticize my divination for me?" Jiang Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, and began to look at fate with straight eyes.

  No root or fate, no cause and effect can be found.

  She looked up at the sky and the ground again. Pick up the fallen dead leaves casually, throw them on the ground, the leaves fall and shatter, and turn into stars arranged around the sky.

   "The fate of Taoist gods, fate, fate, both refer to cause and effect."

   With her skills, she could only see a little bit, and then it was covered by an invisible force. This force is everywhere and boundless, as if the heaven and the earth are covering up cause and effect for him.

   "What hexagram?"

   "The fruit of heaven and earth, the calamity of longevity, the sun, moon and stars will fall into evil."

  (end of this chapter)