The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 293 Ascension to the Gods (for subscription)
Southern Zhanbuzhou.

some remote place.

The gurgling stream flows down from the mountains, meandering through the green jungle, and a village with a population of hundreds of households is built along the stream, which looks quiet and serene.

On both sides of the road that enters the village, there are acres of newly opened fields, divided in four directions, where you can see farmers busy in the fields, children flicking their whips to herd sheep, and chickens and ducks pecking at the soil , A woman was carrying water by the stream to wash clothes.

Mo Chengjun just came from outside the sky, and stepped outside the village in one step. He cast a spell on himself, and moved forward as if he was transparent in everyone's eyes.

He walked across the fields, across the wooden bridge, through the entrance of the village, through every house, and walked to the center of the village, in front of the largest building.

Due to the short-term migration, the houses here are all newly built, which lacks the heavy feeling under the baptism of time, but this building is different, not only is it much grander, but more importantly, it seems to have a sense of mystery at a glance. The atmosphere is shrouded, especially solemn and solemn.

Standing at the door, Mo Chengjun raised his head slowly, and saw four large characters written on the plaque on the building - Cui's Ancestral Hall.

Yes, this village is called 'Cuijiazhuang', and most of the village's elders and children are named Cui.

This kind of village is the norm in the Kyushu people, especially now that the transportation is inconvenient, the government is unclear, and people with the same surname live together in the village, it is not too normal to live in a group.

This Cuijiazhuang is actually no different. The only thing that can be said is that it has a strong cohesive force. After coming to Nanzhan Buzhou, there is basically no internal friction. Instead, they twisted together and built a village in the shortest time.

Of course, you have to ask where does this cohesion come from?

Right in front of you, Cui's Ancestral Hall!

Mo Chengjun nodded slightly, and moved forward slowly. The gate of the ancestral hall opened without wind, and then closed automatically after he walked in.

In the ancestral hall, he saw tributes such as whole grains, melons, fruits and pastries; he saw dozens of ancestral tablets stacked up one by one; Souls'.

In the blink of an eye, the color of the scene in front of him faded unsteadily, and when only gray and white remained, there was a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and a majestic and square face sitting on it.

He obviously didn't notice Mo Chengjun's existence, his eyes seemed to be open but not open, closed but not closed, and there were two streams of white air like smoke and mist between his mouth and nose that could not be breathed in and out.

That is the power of incense!

Consecration from the descendants of Cuijiazhuang!

And this figure, like a ghost, does not have the hostility and resentment of ordinary ghosts, but has a kind of righteousness.

This is an ancestor spirit!
Worshiping ancestors is almost an instinctive activity of the people of Kyushu, especially those who have made great achievements and left their names in history.

The sacrifice of the same clan, seeking the blessings of the ancestors, is the most primitive way of incense and fire, and it can be regarded as the origin of the genus of ghosts and gods.

Even now, ghosts and gods have been banned in Kyushu, but such things as "ancestor worship" are not uncommon, let alone cut off.

It's just that this kind of sacrifice is small-scale after all, and relatively speaking, the power of incense and fire is more pure, but it can't create the kind of powerful ghosts and gods that cholera the world.

For Mo Chengjun, there is no better experimental goal for the "Making God" project.

Looking up and down, back and forth, carefully observing this ancestor spirit, Mo Chengjun's eyes even flickered with a golden light, and it was not until a long time later that he nodded in satisfaction.

This ancestral spirit is Cui Dongshan, the ancestor of the Cui family. It doesn't count as much merit, it's just a third-rank official residence.

However, according to the inscription next to it, he is famous for his "strict law enforcement and fearlessness of power".

It's just that, in general, officials who really want to put the interests of the common people in the front can't get mixed up in the officialdom.

This one had a dark sensory field, and he didn't want to join forces with others. He retired with his family and became the ancestor of the Cui family.

Due to the emphasis on backup education, strict family tradition, and a certain inheritance of martial arts, their line of inheritance has not produced many unworthy descendants. The incense has been strong for so many years, and this ancestor spirit has been raised instead.

Of course, don't think that this ancestor spirit can be so strong.

There is no Shinto inheritance, and no means to control the divine power of incense and fire. If he can understand one or two of the Shinto spells such as "dream", "exorcism", "divination", "healing", etc., it will be considered good.

Of course, the greatest benefit of the ancestral spirit is in the name of the ancestors. At least in this Cuijiazhuang, he entrusts a dream, gives a revelation, and so on, which is extremely prestigious.

Cuijiazhuang also relied on the innate spiritual perception of the ancestors to avoid many dangers, and thus became more and more trustworthy.

Of course, Mo Chengjun didn't mean to show his face, he just squinted his eyes slightly after doing research on the basic situation, and pointed out again.

Seeing a ray of light shining from his fingertips, it landed on the forehead of the ancestor spirit who was swallowing incense. Cui Dongshan, who was originally concentrating on meditation, felt that the world was spinning, and when he opened his eyes, he had already come to a new place.

It is above the boundless golden sea of ​​clouds, and there are countless majestic palaces and treasures hidden in it, and there is a magnificent and boundless Nantian Gate standing in front of you.

Before he could react, he heard a boundless and grand voice resounding through the world.

"Cui Dongshan, a member of the Cui clan, has the merits of protecting the human race and guiding people to be good. I will give you a special reward for "The Art of Ascension to the Gods". I hope you will continue to work hard and never forget your original intention!"

Then, a golden brilliance descended from the sky and hit him.

This Cui Dongshan is naturally afraid of the unknown, he instinctively wanted to hide, but lost control of the soul body, he could only watch the brilliance fall into his forehead.

He only felt his eyes light up, and he couldn't see anything. When he regained his vision, he had already returned to the ancestral hall he was familiar with.

But just when he thought it was all an illusion, an unknown amount of information flickered in his mind.

There are methods of cultivating ghosts and gods, explanations of the power of incense and fire, and analysis of various divine methods. His so-called "Entering Dreams" and "Divination" are really two trivial methods that are not worth mentioning. That's all.

At this moment, Cui Dongshan was ecstatic as if he had found a treasure.

However, it is obvious that this "Ascension to the Gods" is incomplete, or in other words, it is only the first part.

He still couldn't help thinking of the majestic and continuous palace and the grand and vast fairy sound that he had just seen in the illusion.

He couldn't help getting up, looked around slightly, and saw nothing unusual, but respectfully bowed to the four directions, saying: "Thank you immortal for giving me the Dharma!"

Not far away, Mo Chengjun looked at it with his eyes, and was quite satisfied with Cui Dongshan's reaction, and smiled slightly, accepting it.

Then, he didn't care about this person, oh, it's this 'ghost', he walked away again, walked out of the ancestral hall, out of the village, only looked back from a distance, and went to other places.

……

From this day on, apart from his regular lectures, Mo Chengjun traveled all over Nanzhan Buzhou, inspecting the various human villages that migrated here.

Cuijiazhuang is the most suitable experimental subject, but if you want to produce results quickly, it is obviously not enough to just stare at this one.

So, Mo Chengjun picked and picked from other villages again, and selected nine. Including Cuijiazhuang, there were a total of ten groups of experimental subjects.

In order to be more accurate and to eliminate the influence of the outside world as much as possible, he even searched for one night and used great supernatural powers to directly relocate their village, including the mountains, rivers and land.

I found a place far away from Xinghe Jianzong, and placed ten villages in sequence.

Although from the perspective of the farmers in the village, nothing has changed, and the sun rises and sets the same, but in fact, the world a hundred miles away is already different.

Of course, it is impossible for these ten villages to have ready-made ancestral spirits who can practice the "Ascension to God Art" like Cuijiazhuang.

But most of the villages he chose were old people with high morals and high prestige.

After Mo Chengjun passed down the method, it depends on how far they can go.

Although ten groups have been prepared, Mo Chengjun is not completely fixed. The population migration of Zhisha Sword Master Dong Hongwu has been going on. If there is a suitable one, he can change it at any time, or directly add it.

As for the "Ascension to the Gods"?
Well, to put it bluntly, he drew it from "The Golden Body Jue of Wishing Power" and compiled it based on the basic content of the incense and Shinto.

This is also one of the results of his 'review' some time ago, the first step of the experimental plan.

To be honest, there is no problem solving in this first step. It is entirely because Mo Chengjun wants to observe the various links, steps, characteristics and attributes of this Shinto practice.

Although the "Wish Power Golden Body Jue" is fairly detailed, but no matter how detailed it is, he has to do an experiment by himself and verify it through actual observation.

It is never the attitude that a scientific researcher should have, even if he knows it, he should be skeptical!
Of course, these will take time to ferment after all. While making arrangements, Mo Chengjun also discovered some problems in Nanzhan Buzhou.

Especially with the migration of the population, many things really cannot be ignored.

So, after thinking about it for a long time, Mo Chengjun still thinks that professional things have to be done by professional people.

And to solve these problems, no one is more suitable than 'Xue Pan'.

……

above heaven.

Under the phoenix tree.

There is a stone table, two reclining chairs, a red stove to boil water, the fragrance of tea is overflowing, and there are two people sitting opposite each other.

Mo Chengjun entertained guests here.

A huge water mirror is suspended in mid-air, like a curved liquid crystal plane surrounded by nearly 270 degrees, and the reflection inside it is divided into countless squares, each of which shows a different scene.

Those are all villages, some are located in the mountains, some are located beside the road, some live near the water, and some are in the valley.

Although different, there is no doubt that they are all full of vitality. Among them, men, women and children are constantly busy, washing clothes, making fires and cooking meals, carrying water and firewood, or cultivating fields.

Especially at this time, it is time to eat, and you can see the smoke rising from every household, as if you can smell the fragrance of food.

While Mo Chengjun was controlling the transition of the screen, he thought about Xue Pan who was on the side and explained: "Brother Xue, look, these are the people of Yunzhou who were moved into Dongtian from the outside world by Zhisha Jianzun during this time.

From our point of view, let's take the current situation in Yunzhou, a hundred ghosts are walking at night, and the people are miserable.

In addition, without Xinghe Jianzong taking the lead, the other great sects of Xianzong don't care about the affairs of ordinary people, so the casualties are really hard to describe.

Originally, I had the same idea as the palace masters. Moving the population to Nanzhan Buzhou would be a better way to survive.

But as it turns out, we were still thinking about it. "

　Tomorrow, first try to restore the two updates, then stabilize, and then try to write more.

　　Before, I felt that I was recovering well, but these days the side effects of Yang Yang started to appear, and the family members were all Yang Yang, which made it very uncomfortable...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)