The Fairy Just Wants To Lie Down

Yuan Jing sat on the high platform, and 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, 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, not a few feet wide, flowing to the southwest.

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

In the old days, there were Day Tour God and Night Tour God, 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 Lord 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.

Ruthless water saves lovers, the obsession in the river that turns into all kinds of weird and twisted figures melts in the water, just 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 even more so in the world of practice. It takes a great virtue to become a yin god.

The reason is very simple, only virtuous people can be enshrined after death, and incense offering is a vital part of the Yin God, and it would be smoke for a person without virtue to have a whole body.

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

"Why?"

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

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

Yuan Yuan's eyelids drooped, and there was a trace of wonder in his pupils. Huangquan Wangchuan was impressed, and the personality named Master of Tongyou leveled all directions.

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. Is there anyone in the world who is not a subject?"

"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 is conferred by someone else, and this person is so powerful that he can't find out the identity of the other party.

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

"..."

Yuan Wangtian 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 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, and it is both prosperous and damaged. 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.

To achieve Taoism is an act against the heavens. It is a struggle against the heavens, so how can one rely on merit to achieve Taoism?

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

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

Yuan 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 paid more attention to the human race after his reincarnation, and saw some memories and obsessions of human beings.

There is such a quality that a group of people have, and humans call it 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, as the master of the secluded world, kill the living? 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 again and again.

Although the gatekeeper stone statue was unwilling to see this, he didn't dare to say any more.

The matter of enlightenment 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.

Rumble!

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 suddenly looked back, 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 god 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 god was like a newborn baby.

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

The calamity is like this, knowing that it is a calamity, but I have to jump into it.

Some are self-aware, some are ignorant, and in the end no one can escape.

Yuan Yuan's eyes were deep, and he did not find any problems when he looked at himself, and then he looked at the world, which was as calm as ever.

Is too calm a kind of wave?

"Master! They're back, they're 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 the cycle of reincarnation, and the life and longevity of the creatures in the world depended on their strokes and 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 morality 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 the Nascent Soul Taoism were killed by guns.

The fate of the former comrades 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 merit of regulating yin and yang by the Lord of Tongyou gathered into a figure.

With a golden body of merit and virtue, it can survive countless calamities——

Shenzhou, in a Taoist temple in a mountain village.

A priestess in her thirties was sweeping the fallen leaves, her movements were not slow, and she might not be able to finish sweeping in a day.

"Jiang Daochang, what do you think?"

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

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

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

As the native religion of China, Taoism has always been cared for in various ways. 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 still survive, 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 an identity, an identity registered in the handbook of the religious management office, and had the "franchise" of legal affairs. But it is different now, the emergence of monks directly squeezes the original environment of religious people.

Out of social security considerations, the government has become increasingly strict with 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.

This is quite extreme, but the government has to consider society, and 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 information was naturally to come to the resort, even a little spiritual energy can be sold at a sky-high price. 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 officials and family members? 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.

Coupled with the country's fortune 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 feel touched in the face of 80 million.

The more she was like this, the more the real estate boss dared 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 offend a Taoist priest, so he could only advise earnestly: "Master Daoist, 80 million is really a lot. Don't look at the valuation of hundreds of millions, 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 boss finally had no choice but to go back home.

The female Taoist priest looked into the distance, and antique resort villas were being erected one after another.

The truly powerful and powerful people 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 the land of these villas is 300,000 per square meter, 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 phone, and the government gave him another one 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 in the distance, the various pills on the market that are worth dozens of times gold.

Jiang Mei could probably guess where the subsidy money came from. To put it bluntly, they cut the leeks of the rich and used their money to boost the country's fortunes.

When there is a clear price in the hearts of the people, there is nothing like 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.

"Excuse me, how should I call my predecessors? The Holy Kim? 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 fate. 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 the divination for me?" Jiang Mei raised her eyebrows slightly, and began to look at fate with straight eyes.

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

She looked up again at the sky and at the ground. 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, all 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?"

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