Miro Blue Scroll

Chapter 278 Ji God Name

Little bits of wish power, like waves, continuously gather on the northern sky. The sky that should have starlight, coldness, Rengui water and winter as the main concept is dyed a piece of gold.

And as the power of the will washes away, a ray of warmth emerges from the cold.

Soon the wish power turned into an endless rice field, the wish power slid over, and the rice waves rolled, like a golden ocean blowing by the sea breeze, with golden waves.

A young man who was sweating profusely, his clothes were covered with salt and frost, and his skin was tanned and translucent appeared among them.

He looked at the golden rice, bent down with a smile, and began to repeatedly identify each individual plant and ear, looking for the mixed seed that he dreamed of growing in the rice field. The second time he bent down and raised his head, his face became older.

"Is he exhausted? Or is there some kind of transaction?"

There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of Ku Luo who was watching. He could see that the man in the field had at least reached the realm of Faxiang, and logically he could maintain his original appearance before death.

However, his aging appearance and the increasingly heavy ears of rice in the field clearly indicate that the man gave up certain characteristics of his own kung fu in exchange for a more powerful effect on the other hand.

'Sacrifice the effect of prolonging life, or the effect of calming the face, in exchange for better growth of rice ears planted by oneself, or through a lot of effort to drive a qualitative change in the results?This kind of approach has the feeling after I have achieved the legendary destiny, but even at that time, I would not do this for mere mortals. '

Clow couldn't understand that, as the youngest and vigorous period, at this moment, he couldn't even understand his concern for the country and the land after the breakthrough, and naturally he couldn't understand the philosophy of the farm family.

Looking at the burgeoning willpower, he just felt a little pity.

'If these vows can be gathered, it will be enough for a demigod to try to gather the priesthood and be promoted to the position of true god.However, I remember that Hanxia seems to have many gods of harvest and agriculture, so he probably won't be able to go there...'

Kuro was thinking, but he suddenly saw a piece of emerald green suddenly appearing on the edge of the rice field, and at the same time, a faint divine power slowly fell.

Around the paddy fields, a phantom of a God of Ji walked out.

The four people who came from the east also had rice around them, but the rice was not the core, but more melons, fruits and vegetables, green and oily, glistening dewdrops hung on the fat and tender vegetable leaves, and the bright red fruits radiated the brilliance of a good harvest.

The two people in the south also have a piece of rice, but under the water waves, there are still a group of fish swimming slowly, and there are ripples on the mirror-like water surface, bringing bursts of rice fragrance.

The six people on the north and west sides also have various scenes around them. Some of them are surrounded by clusters of agate-like grapes, some are green and some are purple. Looking at the persimmon tree, the bright red persimmons are like small lanterns, hanging high on the branches, bending the branches, as if they are about to be broken, and there are...

Every deity comes to make the harvest scene more eye-catching.

They are the gods of Ji corresponding to the twelve states of this generation, one god is in charge of the harvest of one state, and all of them are great gods from the third rank.

At this time, they appeared one by one, just to take a look at this latecomer.

Several people exchanged glances, and the scene of a good harvest kept approaching the rice fields.

Mi Luo couldn't help laughing and said: "I used to think that the legend that the God of Ji snatched the head of the peasant family was a lie, but I didn't expect it to be true, but where will Ping Lao go in the future? I remember that he was born and raised. In the north, the ancestral home is biased towards the south, and in these years for planting and cultivation, I ran all over the southeast, northwest, and the most important two experiments, one in the east and one in the south."

"So you didn't realize that those Ji gods who did the work would not be in the north, but in the south. Occasionally, the eastern ones would intervene, but the western ones were basically watching the show?" Qian Zhiwen responded with a smile, feeling a little emotional.

"When I was in Haoran Mansion, I once studied with a senior farmer for a period of time. He said that for Jishen, what they look forward to most is someone usurping their god position, which means that someone is based on their foundation. The farther you go, the more you can take the position of God of Ji. Just like the first generation of farmers, after discovering that there are successors, they chose to go to the sky outside the sky and let the world go to the younger generation. The God of Ji now just follows With this ancient tradition, I hope that there will be successors who can take my place."

Having said that, Qian Zhiwen's complexion also became a little strange.

Mi Luo glanced at it and probably guessed the reason.

In Hanxia, ​​God Ji can be regarded as an outlier in the divine way. He is obviously not a monk of the immortal way, but in some thoughts, he is very similar to a monk who works part-time in the way of the immortal way.

They don't mind the gods on their bodies, and they don't even mind that the people of later generations attach their own legends to their heirs.

For this group of Gods of Ji, it seems that as long as someone can open up a new road and have enough divine power to ensure a good harvest.

As for themselves, being forgotten by people doesn't seem to be a big deal.

For this reason, Chunguan Zongbo, who has been in charge of education, culture, and etiquette in the past, has lost a lot of hair. In order to let people remember the God of Ji in the past, they even made a lot of publicity.

But in the end, most of these actions were rejected by the gods of Ji, in their words.

"We have already left and cannot provide help to the farmers. If people continue to sacrifice to us for the sake of a mere name, so that the successor has insufficient spiritual power, it will be a sin."

In the end, Chunguan Zongbo didn't do anything against him. He could only retreat and try to put all the gods of Ji into the temple as much as possible, and bluntly said the inheritance relationship, and in all involved in the replacement of the Shinto, or related to the higher level of the Shinto. In the teaching, there are some stories about the gods of Ji from past dynasties.

Distinguishing the gods of the past dynasties is considered a compulsory question for most exams involving agriculture and Shinto. The difference is only that a certain state, or a few states, is selected for this exam.

The Shinto name itself has a certain power, and after being inherited, usually part of the name will also be inherited together.This also led to the very similar names of Ji Gods in the past dynasties, coupled with their own inheritance relationship and the influence of the surrounding wishes, it is very easy to confuse.

At the beginning, in order to record all these god names and completely classify them, Mi Luo chose to cheat directly, recording them with a treasure mirror and a treasure scroll.

To this day, if he wants to determine the name of a certain generation of Ji God, he still needs to read the records in the treasure scroll.

Mi Luo cheated like this, one can imagine how painful it was for Qian Zhiwen to learn it at the beginning.

　Make up for what was agreed last week.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)