Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 315

"Forgive me, please forgive me——"

In a panic, the land woman kept bending down and kowtowing to beg for mercy. The earth connection was severed and she couldn't even run away.

This kind of small land, which almost relies on the incense offered by the people in the countryside to cultivate a little bit of Shinto cultivation, has no strong connection with the earth at all.

In the case of relying entirely on the ability of the divine way, a great god of the level of Xiansheng Zhenjun does not need to display any magical powers at all, and the coercion of the gods can make most of the magical powers of this land useless.

Seeing the panicked appearance of the land god and feeling the majestic voice of the god, the snake demon who was a little complacent just shrank subconsciously, and retracted his demon body back into the ditch.

My sister is right, keep a low profile.
Of course, it is impossible for Yi Shuyuan to frighten a land god for no reason. The reason is that the land god is very problematic.

Although his body has the sandalwood scent of Shinto incense, there is also an evil aura and shadow, which is difficult to escape under the eyes of Yi Shuyuan's own synaesthesia and the divine body of the Xian Sheng Zhenjun.

If that's the case, it might be because spirits or ghosts have become an unstable foundation for land cultivation, then combined with her evasive expression on this matter, and obvious lying, it would be very problematic.

Seeing the landlady constantly begging for mercy and leaking more breath under the unsteady mind, Xiansheng Zhenjun's eyes widened slightly, and the celestial eyes on his forehead flickered a little.

Combined with Yi Shuyuan's own ability of synaesthesia, the real body of the land woman in front of him also appeared in Yi Shuyuan's eyes in the form of a phantom.

The next moment, with Yi Shuyuan's body as the center, a golden ripple-like light swept forward, directly hitting the Landwoman who kept begging for mercy.

"Shua~~" With a touch of the ground, the landlady flew upside down, and fell into the snow a few feet away, revealing her original shape.

The person who struggled to get up on the ground was no longer an old woman, but a ghost wrapped in rags with disheveled hair. His figure had grown several rounds, and there were three spikes on his head that were as red as blood.

"What a villain, you actually occupied the Temple of Earth, I said, why is your godly aura so weird!"

The snake demon, who was lying in the ditch but always paying attention to the outside, was shocked. This land god is actually a fake?This ghost is so brave!
The ghost struggled to get up at this moment, and after shaking his head for a while, he suddenly seemed to wake up from a dream, and immediately faced Yi Shuyuan, knelt on the ground and continued to worship and kowtow.

"True Lord, have mercy on me. True Lord, please save my life. True Lord, please have mercy on me. Please save my life. I am really my own land. Please tell me, True Lord. I am really a land worshiped by my fellow villagers. What I just said was definitely not my intention." , I'm bewitched."

The voice of the monster was still the same as that of the old woman just now.

Yi Shuyuan frowned, suddenly his heart moved.

But on the surface, Xiansheng Zhenjun still kept his face unchanged, stretched out his hand, and the surrounding snowflakes and ice crystals gathered in an instant, and gathered in front of him into a smooth ice crystal mirror.

"Just look at what you look like!"

The monster was stunned for a moment, stopped to bow and kowtow, and subconsciously looked at the mirror that had been suspended beside him, and saw such a terrifying scene inside.

"I, how did I, how did I become like this, ah-no, no-"

The monster seemed terrified, scratching its head and howling.

This scene reminded Yi Shuyuan of the time when Nian Chaosheng stood in front of the demon mirror. Although the two situations were different, the impact on him was similar.

The gods who have truly cultivated into the golden body of Shinto are difficult to be affected by external evils. Nian Zhaosheng is like that because he is also a cultivator of Shinto, and it is caused by his own corruption of mind.

And the landlady in front of her is obviously just a ghost cultivating a god, and her Taoism is far from enough.

But even so, evil things that can erode the divine way are extremely rare. If this is true, it will be enough to attract the attention of all gods, and enough to attract the attention of the heavens!

But it is also possible that the temple is occupied by evil spirits. After all, this kind of rural land generally does not have a royal seal, let alone a heavenly seal. At most, it has a name from the city god, so it can be regarded as a wild temple.

It's just that the monster's reaction at this moment doesn't seem fake.

When he was human just now, there was evil everywhere, but now that he lost his human form, the panic was real.

Yi Shuyuan approached the monster a few steps, and the golden boots fell on the ground with golden ripples, which scared the screaming monster back in panic, and kowtowed again.

"True Monarch, spare your life, True Monarch, spare your life—"

"Do you know what happened to make you like this?"

Yi Shuyuan's voice was slightly calmer, no longer as oppressive as before, but the majesty did not decrease but increased.

"It must be it, it must be it! Zhenjun, please follow me!"

The monster got up, wanted to escape but couldn't, so it could only cast a blindfold and hurried forward.

Yi Shuyuan glanced at the big snake in the ditch.

"You can go back to Datong River."

"Get the decree!"

Big Snake responded with as serious a tone as possible, then retreated into the ditch and left. This matter seemed not trivial, the snake demon knew how to measure it, and didn't have any extra thoughts, so he hurried back to the Datong River along the water.

And Yi Shuyuan took one step forward, the divine light was like smoke, and in an instant he had caught up with the Tudi Po who had turned into a monster.

After a while, the land lady brought Yi Shuyuan to a small temple.

It can be seen that the incense in this small temple is not bad, and some fragrance can be smelled outside the temple.

At this moment, Tu Tu Po shrank down and covered her face. She even didn't dare to look at her statue. She just brought Yi Shuyuan into the temple for fear that her spell would malfunction.

For the time being, no one came to pay homage, and the blessings in the temple were also taken care of by the elders from nearby villages, who were sitting in the kitchen of the temple folding yellow paper.

"My lord, please!"

The land lady respectfully invited her all the way, and brought Yi Shuyuan to her statue. The statue still looked like an old woman, not much different from the appearance of the land lady before.

At this point, Yi Shuyuan had already looked at the altar. Sure enough, Tudi Po carefully moved a flat-bottomed cast iron incense burner away, and a piece of paper, or a piece of paper, was exposed underneath.

Divine Case Suppression Law!
It is a commonly used method in Shinto and even among the people.

Just like before, Chen Han put the sealed monster into the incense burner in front of the altar of the true emperor, suppressing the evil with divine power.

Many experienced Jianghu people in the world sometimes go to Chenghuang Temple or some temples with high incense to borrow incense ashes to ward off evil spirits.

"True Monarch, please."

Yi Shuyuan didn't wait for the landlady to pick up the paper, and stretched out her hand to hook it, and the piece of paper floated up and fell into his hand.

As soon as the paper was unfolded, Yi Shuyuan's expression suddenly became more serious. On the paper was a monster with fangs and claws, green face and fangs, with abnormally long hair, just like the monster that Chen Han used to seal in the Datong River before.

It's just that this piece of paper is even more evil. Although no evil energy is released when holding it in his hand, Yi Shuyuan feels an inexplicable disgust.

"Ok?"

A strange feeling faintly emerged from the paper, which also made Yi Shuyuan's face change into a sneer.

He only pinched it lightly, and a huge divine power mixed with divine power was like a giant cart rolling over the paper, and the whole paper made the sound of "sizzling" like pigskin boiling hot in a pan.

"Uh-huh."

The monster that the landlady turned into was also trembling on the side at this moment, making strange and painful sounds from its mouth.

"Who's there?"

The old man Miao Zhu rushed out of the kitchen, looked at the door and then at the small temple, only to see the candles in the hall flickering, flags and flags fluttering, and the chandelier shaking "creakingly".

There seemed to be no extra movement.

Miao Zhu shook his body. The voice just now was so creepy that he had goosebumps. Could it be an illusion?

"Bless the land mother, bless the land mother!"

Miao Zhu went to the front of the hall to worship a few times, then said a few words to himself and went back to the kitchen.

Inside the Earth Temple, Yi Shuyuan was still holding onto the piece of paper.

But just one breath after he cast his mana, the paper stopped responding.

Not only the paper, but also the movement of the landlady disappeared, and even Yi Shuyuan could feel that the sealed monster he was carrying was also greatly affected.

However, Yi Shuyuan's expression was still serious, and his attention was not only on the monster portrait, but also on the jagged side of the paper.

It's clearly a corner torn from some kind of large graph paper.

Even the ghosts and monsters painted on the paper are not complete, and it may be only two-thirds of the real face after calculation.

"Where did you get this thing?"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the landlady on the side.

At this moment, the landlady has shrunk a bit. Although she still has the appearance of a monster, she is also more human-like, and her torn clothes have also retracted into the original body and turned into a cassock.

"Thank you Zhenjun, thank you Zhenjun!"

The landlady is feeling much better now, and she feels more sane, not as panicked as before!

This time the real gentleman will ask questions, and she will naturally know everything.

"Back to Zhenjun, there is something evil about this thing. Someone in the nearby village was possessed by it, so he asked the temple priest to take a look. Finally, he realized that it was the problem with this thing. He then performed a ritual and brought the thing back to the temple to suppress it."

With that said, the landlady said bitterly.

"I didn't expect this thing to be so evil. I didn't even know it. I just saw the real king, and I was deceived by you."

The landlady raised her head and looked at Yi Shuyuan.

"Zhenjun, there is a boy who should be haunted by the ghosts in this painting. His family often brings him to worship gods to pray for health, but he is getting thinner and thinner. Today he goes to the canal. It should be his death day."

It seems that she didn't know about the snake demon passing by and dragging the monster to the Datong River.

That is to say, although they are all affected by this evil thing, the mutual induction is not strong.

(End of this chapter)