Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

The spring is just right, warm and cold.

The shepherd boy was riding upside down on the back of the buffalo, playing with the flopping native dog at his feet with great interest, the little daughter-in-law in a disheveled bun was washing clothes by the stream, and the old man from the village was smashing the yellowed cigarette holder, muttering for a long time Let out a puff of smoke.

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Everyone's aura and demeanor are so normal, as if the [-] well-known knights in the rivers and lakes trapped here, and even a Shenyao Soldier Dao are all his illusions.

Standing at the entrance of the village, Pei Miaode slowly closed his eyes as he watched the peaceful scene of the house in front of him.

The Gyeonggi area is right under the nose of the king.

It's obviously a common monster wounding people, but with so many people involved at once, the more normal Wuguan Village looks on the surface, it is the most abnormal place.

Opening his eyes again, a strange red light flashed from under his eyelids, and the world in Pei Miaode's eyes suddenly became grotesque.

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The canonization ceremony is coming soon, it stands to reason that Pei Miaode should be familiar with the many rules of the ceremony in the palace now.

In just seven days, as few as three or five, as many as a dozen piles of eucalyptus were placed on Shen Yaosi's eucalyptus head, Jiangpudu headless corpse eucalyptus, Guanjiangkou Qingshui Dragon King...

The originally abundant manpower was distributed to all corners of the country, and the weakness of the capital was immediately exposed.

The offering of captives in the Taimiao should have been a joyful event to declare martial arts, but in Gyeonggi, right under the eyes of King Chetuo, this big event happened, killing more than ten masters of government officials in a row, how could King Chetuo Can you not be angry.

Originally, Da Zongling, who was in charge of the king's city, took the treasure, but at this critical juncture, something went wrong in Da Zongling's performance, and Pei Miaode had no choice but to go there himself.

This also has a scene that happened in the morning.

The evil-breaking red light emitted by the Shattering Delusion Fatong can easily discern the evil spirit, but in Pei Miaode's field of vision, a thin layer of evil spirit enveloped the village, but it seemed like water without a source, rushing indiscriminately , could not find the source.

After pondering for a moment, Pei Miaode called out the spirit of the purple golden bowl, ordered it to protect his body, and then walked slowly towards the village along the path under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.

When he arrived at the entrance of the village, Pei Miaode attracted a group of peasants to watch.

This world is no better than in the previous life. Even the most knowledgeable villager in the village has only been to Wangcheng once when he was young. Don’t think that the villagers living near Gyeonggi will be better off. Many people may never go out of the village except for going to the market. ten miles.

Although Pei Miaode was only wearing a simple monk robe, he was just a fairy figure with a bright appearance like a bright moon, which naturally attracted the attention of the villagers.

Fortunately, the villager could tell Pei Miaode's attire at a glance, he looked like a son of a rich family, he ran out to visit the mountains and rivers, with the idea of ​​not being offended, the old man quickly walked over with a smile on his face.

"I don't know what this young master is doing. The young Wu Hanfu is the head of Wuguan Village. If the young master has any important matters, the young one can help the young master to share his worries."

The old man's eyeballs rolled around, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Old man, have you ever studied in a private school?"

Pei Miaode was a little surprised. Chetuo Kingdom had never been a country that valued Confucianism. Even the illiterate commoners in the royal city were caught. Reading and writing meant a high burden of cultivation. This was not something ordinary rich peasants would undertake of.

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"The old man's family used to be rich when he was a child, and he went to a private school for several years, but something happened to his family..."

"Thanks to the big guy's promotion, I took up the post of village chief in Wuguan Village."

The old man was also open-minded, and talked about his experience frankly.

"The old man is open-minded."

Pei Miaode chatted a few words in agreement, and then silently stated the purpose of this trip.

"I'm an ascetic monk who travels around the world. I passed by Baodi today, and I saw that the clouds above the village seem to be a little strange. I don't know if I know, has something strange happened in the village recently?"

Without revealing his identity, Pei Miaode pretended to be a wandering monk, trying to cover up his heels.

"Strange things? What strange things can there be? The village has had a bumper harvest these years, and there are even surplus grains sold to exchange for some cloth. It's very good. There's no such thing as strange things!"

Unexpectedly, the old man had a puzzled expression on his face, not knowing what Pei Miaode was talking about.

Looking at each other's eyes also became vigilant.

"Could this guy be a liar, who looks pretty, but is actually a charlatan who has lost his life?"

The village is grumbling inwardly.

Pei Miaode didn't notice the change in the mood of the other party at this moment, he just found it unbelievable.

Shen Yaosi and Qishi Mansion recruited more than 20 experts for this, but when they arrived at the boundary, they found that nothing happened.

Even so, Pei Miaode still suppressed his confusion and chatted casually.

After bidding farewell to the village official, Pei Miaode walked all the way towards the village, and when he met a villager, he would politely say a few words, and at the same time he was trying to get useful information.

However, he asked six or seven people in a row, and everyone said that nothing strange happened in the village these days, and they didn't see any outsiders.

It was as if the existence of those people was swallowed by something.

Pei Miaode followed these people to the end of the village, and stopped in front of a village temple while talking and laughing.

Suddenly everyone's voices disappeared, and even the children who had been noisy had their eyes blank at this moment, standing there staring blankly at the depths of the village temple, as if expecting something.

Pei Miaode felt something was wrong, and was about to make a move, but found that at some point, there were already crowds of people around him, all of them looked at him with those straight eyes, without the slightest expression.

The monk was taken aback for a moment, then seemed to realize something, and imitated the actions of the people around him, his eyes gradually became hollow, and he looked forward aimlessly.

The movement of the crowd calmed down again, and everyone turned their eyes back to the original place, with a hint of expectation in their nervousness.

In the midst of everyone's anxious anticipation, a brown clay idol was lifted out by swinging.

The statue is only made of commonly seen yellow clay, but the lines of the limbs are completely visible, without traces of crude workmanship, as if it came from the hands of a famous master.

The appearance of the god statue made all the villagers cry out, and Pei Miaode was also among them, and let out a surprised sneer.

What surprised him was not how ingeniously crafted this statue was, or how beautiful that face was, but that the village god of Wu Guan was enshrined in the village temple mysteriously, and it turned out to be a faceless statue.

There are no facial features where the face should be, but every line on the body is so lifelike. The two together form a special contradictory but harmonious aesthetic feeling.

Pei Miaode was about to separate his spiritual thoughts to find out, but the villagers made another move.

Immortality, I witness the immortality with martial arts