National Magician: I Am The Only Immortal Cultivator

In the city of miracles, a van left the bustling city.

There are not only oceans in the southern region, but also endless mountains and rivers.

Among the five regions, the eastern region has the most even terrain and environment.

The northern regions are mostly grasslands and snow-capped mountains, the western regions are deserts, plateaus, and loess plateaus, the central region is the smallest, basically only bustling cities, and the southern region is the most abundant region among the five regions.

Oceans, mountains, loess plateaus, plains, and rainforests are all included, and they are also the most expansive of the five domains.

Liu Chunliang took Ye Feng away from the City of Miracles, and the car drove all the way to the foot of a big mountain in the Southern Region.

It is now one o'clock in the middle of the night, and the nearby villages have long been turned into county towns. The mountains are barren, and there are hardly many people's footprints.

"Let's go, I don't know if that guy is still on the mountain."

After Liu Chunliang finished speaking, he took Ye Feng up the mountain.

The mountain road was winding and winding, and the two of them almost came to the mountainside by stepping on the grass.

A slightly dilapidated but clean wooden bungalow courtyard appeared.

There was no light in the courtyard in the dark, and it seemed very silent.

"Shen Shouyun! Open the door! Me!"

Liu Chunliang did not knock on the door, but shouted loudly.

The originally dark and quiet courtyard suddenly lit up with candlelight, and there was a creaking sound of the door opening. It should be that the people inside came out of the bungalow.

"Chunliang?"

A slightly hoarse voice came from behind the door, and then the door was opened. A middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties, but whose hair was almost completely gray, appeared in front of Ye Feng and the two of them.

"Old Shen, why don't you turn on the light?"

Liu Chunliang asked with some doubts, while Shen Shouyun shook his head helplessly and said:

"Those who wanted to develop the mountains dug up my wires in order to force me away. How can I turn on the lights without electricity?"

"No, I didn't see any other people when I went up the mountain?"

"They cut off the electricity for me at the bottom of the mountain. I am getting worse and worse now. It takes a lot of effort to go down the mountain. There is nothing I can do about them. Fortunately, some friends in the county will send me some daily necessities up the mountain on a regular basis. Otherwise I can't live this life."

While speaking, Shen Shouyun led the two of them into the yard.

After entering the courtyard, Ye Feng discovered that there was actually a temple in the courtyard, which took up more than half of the one-story courtyard.

Just now he thought this was a place where people lived, but now it seems that he was thinking too much.

In the living room of the wooden house, Shen Shouyun lit a few oil lamps, and the three of them sat on the chairs.

Liu Chunliang took out a stack of red banknotes from his backpack, put a total of 100,000 on the table and pushed them to Shen Shouyun.

"Old Shen, according to the usual practice, you understand."

"If it was before, I would have asked for this money, but now...it doesn't make sense."

Shen Shouyun shook his head with a wry smile, and returned the money to Liu Chunliang.

Liu Chunliang couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, then he understood what he said and said:

"The mountain god... is gone?"

"Um."

Shen Shouyun nodded, then sighed and said:

"The mountain god guarded the mountain and we have been backing us for thousands of years, but now it has been almost forgotten by people. The alien monster race is in trouble. Because not many people worship the faith and is weak, he still fights to protect us. The alien demon race ran away. , He is also exhausted, and all his last strength is used to hang my life."

Shen Shouyun was diagnosed with terminal cancer ten years ago. When he was a child, his life was saved by the mountain god, so he began to live on the mountain to accompany the mountain god in the last days of his life. The temple in the courtyard is the mountain temple of this mountain.

God has spirit, and has been using strength to provide life force for Shen Shouyun.

God is alive, but the times are ruthless.

With the invasion of alien monsters and the rapid development of science and technology, the birds and beasts in the mountains have almost disappeared, and people have gradually forgotten this god.

A god without faith will eventually die.

This is the case with the mountain god of this mountain.

Liu Chunliang sighed helplessly when he heard the words.

"Chunliang, you should give your money to other people in need. There are many gods in China, and many folk gods have protected human beings. We can't let them have no shelter from the wind and rain."

Shen Shouyun looked at the burning flame of the candle and showed a faint smile of disappointment.

It is enough to live for so many years.

Ye Feng looked at Shen Shouyun as if he was an old man before he passed away, and wanted to help, but he was powerless.

A person has completed the life he thinks he is satisfied with. If he takes action to reverse life and death, it will be counterproductive.

For him, this is the best ending in life.

"I'm going to another world to find Lord Mountain God. I'm really sorry that I can't stay with you tonight."

"It's okay, we'll go to a hotel in a nearby county to stay for one night, which will definitely be more comfortable than staying here with you."

Liu Chunliang smiled and patted his old friend on the shoulder, and then led Ye Feng out of the cabin.

The breeze blew through the window and blew out the candle that Shen Shouyun brought in on the table just now.

When the flame goes out, it also symbolizes the passing of a god.

Before Liu Chunliang walked out of the courtyard, he glanced at the mountain temple in the courtyard, and couldn't help but raised his head and shouted at the starry sky:

"Mountain God! You have done enough for mankind! Rest well!"

Ye Feng looked at Liu Chunliang, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

A god disappeared, what a ridiculous thing.

The power belonging to the mountain god floating in the mountains entered Liu Chunliang's body, the divine power was weak but full of warmth.

The mountain god was born because of faith, so he still loves the human descendants who once believed in him until he disappeared.

Ye Feng suddenly understood at this moment that Liu Chunliang might be a profiteer, but his fraud would only be used on the rich.

This guy is really weird enough to use rich people's money to do what he thinks is a good thing.

The speed of the two descending the mountain was very fast.

Perhaps Liu Chunliang was really sleepy, and the two of them stayed in the county hotel at the foot of the mountain for one night.

Early the next morning, Ye Feng was awakened by a knock on the door.

Liu Chunliang said he was going to the next place.

In the van.

Ye Feng was eating buns while looking at his phone, while Liu Chunliang was eating buns while driving.

"So you earn so much money just to keep the gods in folk beliefs alive?"

"How to put it this way, it's like business. The gods most people in China know are almost only Taoism and Buddhism. The gods of local folk beliefs are gradually forgotten. They are also protecting one side and should not be forgotten.

As long as I have enough money, I can repair their temples, and then spend money to find people to spread their beliefs locally, so that they will not perish. Once the alien monsters defeat humans, they will be the last of humans. umbrella. "

What Liu Chunliang said made Ye Feng speechless. Unexpectedly, Liu Chunliang, who seemed the least serious, turned out to be the most serious person.

The van drove all the way to another county, but what Ye Feng did not expect was that the person they were looking for this time turned out to be Wan Tianle, a middle-aged thin man who looked to be in his forties and opened a funeral supply store. .

Gao Hui held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at Liu Chunliang, exhaled a puff of smoke and said:

"Chunliang, it's not that I won't help you. After all, if you have money, you don't want to make a bastard, but I can't help it. I am really grateful that you helped me build the Patriarch Hall before. I owe you a favor, but you let me transfer our lineage to you." It is a taboo to spread belief culture, you, like me, are taught by the law, and you should understand this situation."

"You're right, but I'm really worried. There are quite a lot of people in Lushan, and we don't have the only patriarch who believes in us, but you..."

"I know that too, but rules are rules."

Gao Hui patted Liu Chunliang on the shoulder, saying that I understand the truth, but I really can't help it.

Sighing helplessly, Liu Chunliang and Gao Hui exchanged a few words and left the funeral home.

"That person just now is also taught by folk law?"

Ye Feng asked curiously, but Liu Chunliang nodded and said:

"In the Yinshan sect, the patriarchs enshrined by this sect are also gods, and they are almost unique. If their dharma lineage is broken, I am afraid that those few gods will be like the mountain gods yesterday."

Ye Feng has also heard of the Yinshan School.

But it was because I heard about him that I was even more surprised.

"No, isn't there Emperor Pangu among the gods enshrined by the Yinshan School? Pangu's reputation is not low, how could it be possible that not many people believe in it?"

As soon as Ye Feng said this, Liu Chunliang showed a mocking expression on his face, this was the first time Ye Feng saw him with such an expression.

"Pangu? The reputation is good, it is big, and everyone in Huaxia knows his myth, but who believes it? Which Taoist temple and temple have you seen to worship Pangu?

The believers of the gods of China's mainstream sects are now gradually decreasing. How can the situation of these folk gods who are not recognized by the mainstream sects be better?

Everyone said they believed in Buddhism and believed in Buddhism. How many people have made offerings at home? How could there not be a few Taoist temples and temples near Nanyu County and the city, but how many people have been there?

It's either abandoned or commercialized. What's spread on the Internet is so magical that it deviates from the essence. Sometimes I really envy the Northern and Western Regions. Their beliefs are engraved in their bones and genes.

As for the Southern Region...there are so many gods, many of whom the local ancestors have always believed in, but what happened? No one knows their stories, I can only watch them disappear one by one, what can I do? "

Perhaps it was the demise of the mountain god that made Liu Chunliang emotionally broken.

Ye Feng sighed helplessly.

In the previous era, gods were needed to believe in, because human beings had no ability to change the status quo, but now it is different, whether it is technology or magic, human beings think they have great power.

Then the gods will lose the most basic foundation of belief.

Ye Feng followed Liu Chunliang, but he traveled all over the Southern Region in just two months. Only now did he fully understand how many local folk gods there are in the Southern Region, and how helpless Liu Chunliang is.

....

Time back to two months ago.

Ye Feng opened his eyes and sat up on the bed.

Today is the opening day of the Southern Region Academy of Magic, Ye Xueying has already woken up and started to wash, knocking on the door of Ye Feng's room by the way.

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The following has nothing to do with the text.

(I do actually know a folk friend from Lushan. We two chatted and he complained to me about some things. His family is an ancestral Dharma lineage. But since the times have changed, they can hardly maintain their food and clothing just by doing this. Now he is three In his teens, he owns an auto repair shop. He told me that sometimes he really feels helpless. They are not saints, and they have to support their families.

Famous people in this industry can make money, even a lot of money, but after all, there are only a few famous people, just like novel authors, there are always so many people at the bottom. The main job is various.

What I wrote today is a bit emotional, and everyone will scold me if they feel uncomfortable reading it. Some people may say that I am trying to gain sympathy. Faced with such words, I can only say:

I'm so crazy to write free novels! Bo sympathizes, can you still pay to watch it! Bo sympathy is meaningless at all! I'm scolding myself purely because sometimes I do think it's stupid to write! )