I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 599

Yang Zhao stood there silently for a long time, then turned around and walked across the desert back to Shitai.

"Thank you for your advice, senior. I wonder what you do with this incense...?"

"He also has a strong personality."

Zhao Pheasant raised his eyes: "Give me what is around your neck."

Yang Zhao frowned, stretched out his hand to take out the Dao card from his clothes, and held it up with both hands.

This sign has always been hung around her neck, hidden by the skirt of her clothes. She has never seen anyone asking for her treasure through her clothes.

Yang Zhao always thought that the treasure had hidden itself, but now he was not sure.

"Don't worry, this thing is too bright."

Zhao Pheasant waved, and the Tao card appeared in his hand. He looked up and down while holding the thing.

"This thing is quite cleverly made...sigh..."

"Hiss, that's not right."

He threw the Dao card into the air and raised his hand to hit it with a flash of spiritual light. He saw that the black of the Dao card gradually receded, gold flow surged, and in the blink of an eye it emitted a dazzling golden light.

This golden light is peaceful and has a brilliant momentum, making people have the desire to worship.

"It's so bold. Whoever built this thing is really bold."

Zhao Pheasant raised his hand to take back the Dao card, then turned to ask Yang Zhao.

"Who made this? Can you bring it over sometime so I can see it?"

At this time, the Taoist sign had lost its golden light and returned to its previous dark and shiny appearance.

"This...senior may be disappointed. This is a life-saving gift my master left for me. He never told me who made it."

Looking at the familiar road sign, Yang Zhao always felt something strange.

"What about your master?"

"Senior, my master has passed away. As for the other elders, I don't know if they are alive or alive."

Zhao Pheasant fiddled with the Dao cards for a moment, and finally looked at Yang Zhao.

"Wait a minute, you... what's going on in the Chinese cultivation world in Chi County?"

Yang Zhao was a little unsure about this: "Probably my cultivation level is the best. I have never seen a living monk who has a higher cultivation level than me."

The reason why she had a rough idea was because she didn't know if there was any living senior who was wandering in the world of cultivation.

"You are number one, you are the number one who hasn't gone to school much..."

Yang Zhao: "?"

"Senior, have you misunderstood? I have been in school for more than ten years."

This time Zhao Zhi was really surprised: "Have you been in school for more than ten years? Isn't it because you came late because you don't know how to read?"

"Ah...ah, it's...because I'm illiterate..."

Yang Zhao's head was wilted and his ears were droopy, unable to lift his head.

Zhao Pheasant looked at Yang Zhao strangely and asked the original question.

"So, is Chixian China no longer suitable for cultivation?"

Yang Zhao: "That's right. After all, the place is so big and there are so many people. I haven't seen them all."

Zhao Pheasant asked again: "So, how is the life of the people? Has the population increased?"

"It's good. There are now 1.4 billion people."

"Ten...how many did you say?"

"One hundred and forty million people."

"One hundred and four hundred thousand... one hundred and forty thousand, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

Suddenly, Zhao Pheasant laughed loudly and did not stop for a long time. The joy filled every inch of the space, and Yang Zhao couldn't help laughing.

"Okay, okay, okay. You finally brought good news. When Xie Yatou came last time, she said that China was in troubled times in Chi County, with bones exposed in the wild and no roosters crowing for thousands of miles. It would be great to have more than 10 million people. . I didn’t expect it. I didn’t expect it.”

Zhao Pheasant was in a good mood. He waved his sleeves and placed drinks on the plan, as well as the plan in front of Yang Zhao.

The ones on display are still those of Yang Zhaoxiao.

"Have a drink with me."

Yang Zhao sat in front of the case and had a drink with Zhao Pheasant in a daze.

She didn't know why Zhao Pheasant was so happy. Is it because there was a large population and a lot of incense?

Seeing that Zhao Pheasant was in a good mood, Yang Zhao was stunned and asked cautiously: "You just said that the person who forged this card was very bold. Did he make it beyond expectations?"

"Haha." Zhao Zhi took a sip of wine happily and asked an irrelevant question: "Do you know what the place we are leading now is?"

Yang Zhao was puzzled, why do you need to ask about this thousands of miles of yellow sand?
"desert?"

"It doesn't count, it doesn't count, you can guess somewhere else."

"This..., it's impossible for this desert to be a monk, right?"

Although Yang Zhao has met the Fengnan layman, it is a bit fanciful to say that one can become spiritual in the desert. Zhao Pheasant: "Hahahahahaha, what are you thinking about? How can wisdom be born in this desert where gathering and dispersion are unpredictable?"

"Junior is stupid and can't guess anymore. Please ask senior to clarify."

Zhao Zhi ate half a piece of snacks, took a sip of wine, and then spoke slowly.

"This desert is a corner of the divine throne, a corner of the divine throne of Master Di Tu Raccoon."

"God... bit..., this..."

Yang Zhao's eyes suddenly widened, and then he looked at the Taoist card in Zhao Zhi's hand with horror.

"You mean, my card?"

"Yes, I don't know which amazing person can actually concoct a god. If this person is still alive, I will definitely meet him."

Zhao Zhi put down his wine glass and rubbed the Taoist sign in his hand over and over again.

"How on earth is this made? If I didn't have this skill, I really want to take this thing apart and take a look."

God's position...

Yang Zhao suppressed the surging emotions in his heart, looked at the yellow sand in his eyes, and asked again cautiously.

"The god's place is a desert? Sand?"

Zhao Pheasant focused all his attention on the Dao card and asked casually: "Little girl, you are very curious, but you don't know what a god is? Is the rupture of the world of cultivation so serious?"

This doubt has always been in Yang Zhao's heart. When he met this divine general today, he had to ask about everything.

"On the contrary, two seniors mentioned the divine position to me, and even talked about competing for the divine position. They said that I could try it at the golden elixir stage, but no one said it in depth. Now one of the seniors has emerged. , I can’t get in touch with one of my seniors, and I’m totally confused about the divine throne right now.”

Zhao Pheasant tapped the Dao card with his knuckles, hooked his index finger, and pulled out a ray of gold mixed with black and red light from the Tao card.

"I may not have understood it before, but now that you say you are the number one in cultivation in China in Chi County, I understand why they don't want to tell you."

This made Yang Zhao even more confused: "This..., does this matter?"

"Do you know how to become an immortal or a god?"

"of course I know."

"Talk about it."

"The first type is the innate gods and gods of heaven and earth, such as the ancient Thunder God, Zhulong, Nuwa, Fuxi, etc. These gods have their own share of heaven and earth, and can only be reincarnated and rebuilt. No one can replace them, unless you are the reincarnation of this god. "

"The second type is to understand the laws of heaven and earth and cultivate the physical body and soul. Whether it is taking elixirs or practicing physical training, if you practice to the extreme, you will be able to live as long as the heaven and the earth and the sun and the moon will shine together, such as heavenly immortals, golden immortals, etc. According to Taoist books, this kind of It’s the most difficult one, it requires both talent and nature.”

"The third type is to confer gods, which are attached to human nature. They can be conferred as righteous gods by the orthodox imperial decree, such as city gods from various places, Guan Yu, the god of martial wealth, etc. The most important thing is that the merits are immeasurable and recognized by the court and the people."

In the novel "The Romance of the Gods", why Jiang Shang cannot make a god himself is because he is the middleman between Chanjiao and Wu Zhou and holds the list of gods.

The reason why he was able to preside over the canonization of gods was that he represented the new imperial court of Wuzhou and presided over the canonization of gods as a court official who was not a god. Once Jiang Shang lost this identity, he could no longer preside over the canonization of gods.

In the Romance of the Gods, there are only two people who can preside over the ceremony, Jiang Shang and Shen Gongbao.

"The fourth type is the various founders. They either save the edifice of the religious tradition from falling, or eliminate evils, or prosper the Taoism. They are recorded in the Taoism and history, such as the Taoism where I live. They are called real people. Such gods and immortals are related to Chinese civilization and Taoism are bound together. If Chinese civilization and Taoism exist, then they will survive.”

"You actually went to school. Although what you said is not entirely correct, it still means that."

At this time, the phantoms of gold, red, and black colors had been dragged hundreds of meters away by Zhao Pheasant. They were floating around the stone platform in circles, gathering and dispersing indefinitely.

"Tell me, which roads can you take?"

"Of the last three, the second one is too difficult. I think my talent and character are not up to that level, and I feel that I am closest to the last one."

The second type of cultivation is too difficult to become an immortal. Even in "Journey to the West", Sun Wukong is also a combination of the second and third types of immortals. In the novel, he has the merit of studying scriptures for 13 years and obtained the title of Tang Dynasty. Only with the approval of the imperial court and the approval of God can one become a deity.

The same routine is used by the legendary Eight Immortals. They were enlightened by the immortals, and their merits were to calm the troubles of the East China Sea. Some of them were reincarnated by the immortals and re-cultivated.

The third type of god-making, I do not combine with other paths, which in China are generally made after death.

Yang Zhao didn't want to die.

So the easy way out is the last one. Yang Zhao is now the only one in Taoism. He can be regarded as a person who has prospered Taoism. He is expected to be able to record the history of China and Taoism, and finally become a real person.

At this time, Zhao Pheasant looked solemn, his eyes fixed on the Taoist cards, not moving an inch, and his hands moved carefully and gently.

"Obviously, your two seniors want you to take the first two paths. Even if you are not the reincarnation of any innate god, they still want you to take the second path."

"This road is not easy to walk. I don't tell you because I want you to get rid of distracting thoughts and concentrate on cultivating the Tao."

No, in the heart of Master Shen Ruoyu, is my talent so good?

Yang Zhao was confused. Looking back on the past, she never felt that Master Shen had ever appreciated her so much.

You know, the legendary Sun Wukong still needs to combine the third path to become a god, let alone her.

She believed that she was not as good as Sun Dasheng, whether it was talent or character.

"Senior, why do they think I can take the second path?"

Zhao Pheasant: "Because you said, you are the leader of Chixian Shenzhou at this time."

This was what she said, but it was full of water.

Yang Zhao's words were bragging, just to gain some status in front of this god general and to facilitate communication.

"Even if I'm the leader, I'm only at the Golden Core stage."

This golden elixir stage has taken shortcuts, and Master Shen Ruoyu knows this best.