I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

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Blue smoke curled up.

The statue of the golden god was placed on the table, and Jin sincerely chanted scriptures and prayed.

"Blessed by the Golden God, your brilliance covers the Kingdom of God..."

"Great Zhou relied on the power of the machine to ravage Yunzhou. Although the Kingdom of God is far away, it is not stable. One day in the future, the Kingdom of God will be invaded by the Great Zhou, and the flesh and blood of the people will not be able to withstand the artillery..."

Jin Cheng muttered to himself, narrating for a long time to relieve the pressure, and was about to end the worship.

The god statue burst into dazzling light, and the golden god came alive in the aura, slowly folded the wings on his back, and the black tiger roared under the seat.

The guard guarding Jin Cheng's safety in the shadows suddenly appeared, knelt on the ground and shouted that Jin Shen is above.

"Pray and wait, the god has heard about it, and gave the machine gold book to solve the catastrophe!"

Jinshen waved down the divine light, which condensed into a red gold booklet, and then the light gradually shrank and returned to wood.

Jin Cheng was stunned for a long time. If it wasn't for the changing posture of the god statue and the gold book left on the ground, he would have thought he had just been hit by an illusion.

The Kingdom of God is different from the countries of Yunzhou or the two religions of Buddhism and Taoism. It still retains the records of the ancient times without any tampering. It still firmly believes in the world of cultivating immortals that once existed.

The Golden God comes from the realm of cultivating immortals, which is one of the foundations of the doctrine!

Jin Cheng murmured: "Could it be that the Golden God is still alive after the end of the Dharma? Or is it enshrined in the Kingdom of God, which condenses the will of the Golden God?"

The guard reminded: "Elder, what I'm going to do now is to escort the golden book back to the Kingdom of God!"

"right!"

Jin Cheng quickly put the gold book into his arms, but he still had doubts in his heart: "The machine has only been around for more than a hundred years, how can Jin Shen understand the principle?"

The guard thought hard and guessed.

"Perhaps all metals in the world are under the jurisdiction of Metal God, and machines are also made of metal!"

...

Time flies.

Another year.

On New Year's Eve, the imperial court issued another decree that the workshop must not close down, and the order must be completed!

The benefits brought by the war and dumping made the court officials red-eyed, and they wished that the workshop would run continuously for twelve hours.

The day the edict was issued.

Under the tandem of the Red League, the workers set fire to the No. 1 Royal Workshop everywhere, blocking the city inspectors who came to put out the fire, and hundreds of thousands of cloth were burned to ashes.

That night.

The Beijing battalion entered Beijing to suppress, and the elite soldiers who had just returned from their rotation in northern Xinjiang easily defeated the civil unrest.

All the rebels were the remnants of the Red League, and they were all arrested and beheaded in line at Caishikou, and they were all tortured and interrogated even if they wore red clothes or had red names in their names.

Seeing this scene, the members of the Red League could no longer hide it, and jumped out one after another to stop the imperial soldiers from killing the people.

Little did he know that he fell into the scheme of the general of the Beijing camp.

Lead the snake out of its hole!

There was continuous gunfire from all directions, and the master spies who sprang out from the secret easily surrounded and wiped out the members of the Red League.

After ten years of hard training in martial arts, he claims to have the strength of nine oxen and two tigers. In ancient times, he could defeat hundreds of people. However, facing the crackling bullets, he could only helplessly drink his hatred.

"This group of people is really stupid and cute. They would actually die for mud legs. This general admires them a little!"

"Jie Jie Jie, I heard that many children from aristocratic families have also joined the Red League?"

The general wore a woolen military uniform, cowhide boots and stirrups, and coldly glanced at the dead bodies on the ground: "A group of half-buried immortals are doomed to be crushed under the torrent of machines. This general will be the first to break through a thousand-year-old family!"

tavern.

A lamp is like a bean.

The roar of guns in the capital was endless, and Zhou Yi stood behind the counter drinking, as if he had never heard of it.

I have turned over half of the story book, and I feel bored, and I can't read it anymore.

It's three quarters of Yin time.

Bai Shiyu staggered in from the outside, and the cook on his back groaned in pain.

The blind man was limping, the strings of the piano were broken, and there was a bloody hole in his leg.

Zhou Yi took out the jug from under the counter: "Taste the secret medicinal wine, add a piece of thousand-year-old ginseng, no matter how serious the injury is, it can heal."

"Thank you, shopkeeper."

Bai Shiyu poured a bowl of wine and carefully fed it to the cook's mouth, watching the dying person quickly come back to life.

The blind man looked at the cook with empty eyes, and said, "This wine is too precious, I can't use it for this injury."

"Don't refuse, you have to sing tomorrow, you can't let the guests dislike you."

Zhou Yi and the other three were in stable condition, nourished by the Millennium Spirit Wine, and their wounds would heal tomorrow. They asked, "How are you doing today? Has the Red Alliance made any progress?"

With a bitter face, Bai Shiyu shook his head and said, "It failed."

The Red League burned down the No. 1 Royal Workshop, and was brutally suppressed by the court. Tomorrow, the people will have to go to work as usual, and even work overtime to make up for the losses.

The cook regained his strength, and slammed the table: "If you keep failing, if you continue like this, the breath in your heart will be broken!"

The blind man shook his head and said, "Unless my whole family dies, I won't die."

Bai Shiyu recalled what Lao Cai said, always felt that there was something lacking in the Chimeng League, and going on like this would have little effect.

Zhou Yi asked: "I understand why blind men and cooks hate machines, Xiaobai, a son of a family, why are you like this?"

"At the beginning, it was purely for revenge. After learning the martial arts handed down from my family, I wanted to make a name for my ancestors."

Bai Shiyu said: "Later on in the workshop, I saw a lot of miserable people, and I became sympathetic again. After joining the Red League, I was repeatedly suppressed by the court, and now I only want to resist!"

"Well, this change of heart, almost."

Zhou Yi said: "No one can stop the torrent of machines. The reason why what you are doing now fails is because there is something missing!"

The cook was the most anxious, and quickly asked, "What's missing?"

Bai Shiyu and the blind man showed hope, and the Red League led the people to resist the workshop, and the successive failures severely damaged their confidence.

If it wasn't for the imperial court's desperate suppression, the people had no choice but to resist, perhaps the Red League would have dissipated long ago!

"Treasurer Sun" is a strange person in the eyes of the three people. No matter how the situation changes, I will not move. Moreover, my family has a long history and a long history. Maybe it can point out the shortcomings of the Red League!

"Program!"

"You lack a platform for common action and for which we can fight!"

Zhou Yi said faintly: "You are now a veritable mob, just like the rebels in the past dynasties. You can only resist and destroy blindly, but you don't know what you should do."

Bai Shiyu frowned, vaguely realizing something, but he didn't know what the program was.

...

The capital continued to be under military control for several days.

The ban was finally lifted today, and other areas are still tentatively opening, and the tavern is already full of guests.

The mouth that had been blocked for a few days began to vent, and it turned against Yingtian. Liu Bantou of the city inspection department came several times, and under the indifferent eyes of Chen Jiye and other old money, he went to the door in desperation to guard the door.

The court spies are here, let's go inside to report first.

Bai Shiyu was in a hurry to greet the guests, his footsteps did not stop all day long, and he didn't close until midnight.

Close the door and lock it.

Bai Shiyu didn't go to sleep in the backyard, but changed into night clothes and went out, walked along the dark corner of the wall and crossed the streets and alleys until he reached Princess Funing's mansion in Yongchangfang, east of the city.

Over the wall to transfer ownership, very familiar to find the back house.

Wang woof woof - woof!

Three short and one long yells, the window creaked open, and Princess Funing smiled and looked outside.