Longevity: Beginning from the Great Zhou Dynasty

Chapter 69 Fengnian County Administration (for further reading~)
Mu Fengzi is the true descendant of Yuhua Sect, and he has been practicing for 200 years. This time, he took the mission of the sect at the beginning of Yuye, and traveled down the mountain with inner disciple Wang Daniu. A crossing into the door of practice.

"Our sect is not as good as the noble sect's self-opening realm. It has a profound foundation. There are countless mortals in the cave, and talents are often born." Mu Fengzi sighed.

Opening a world by itself is to create a small thousand world with its own cycle and perfect laws.

This can only be done by some pure Yang Zhenjun who have profound cultivation base and profound comprehension of Dao.

Although there is Chunyang among the four ancestors of Yuhua, it is said that the Taoism is not deep, and it is still far from opening up Xiaoqian.

Lin Xuanzhi laughed softly: "Doesn't your sect also control several small worlds? Moreover, the teacher also said that the patriarch Mingkong of your sect is expected to open a world by himself."

The small world is mostly broken by the small thousand world, and its rules and area are far less than the perfect small thousand world, but it can also produce some special natural treasures and rare materials.

This kind of small world is usually practiced by the Pure Yang Zhenjun, and abandoned after realizing the Dao, and left in the void, or some naturally born small worlds are fragmented and formed, which can be used as a treasure after being discovered by the Yuanshen Zhenren. Orthodox resources.

Mu Fengzi shook his head and sighed: "The rules of the small world are incomplete, there are many inconsistencies in emphasis, and the foundation is too weak, and the probability of being born with plastic talents is very low. Although aptitude is not the most important thing in practice, but good aptitude can always be cultivated. dessert."

However, when Lin Xuanzhi mentioned Kunlun, Mu Fengzi couldn't help but admired and praised: "We admire the actions of the four Taoist friends of Kunlun, but there is no need to do like them. This time we go out of the mountain, one is for experience, and the other is It's just a selection of seedlings."

Lin Xuanzhi already knew that part of the reason for the various factions to hide from the world at the beginning was that Da Zhou wanted to strengthen "cooperation" with them, but due to various factors, it was difficult to agree for a while, and he couldn't bear Da Zhou's pursuit, so the various factions simply started the big formation Directly close the mountain and leave.

No matter what, Da Zhou wouldn't call the door.

Although the Shen Dynasty has a rich background, it always has scruples and courtesy when facing the orthodox Taoist sect.

Now Da Zhou didn't know what kind of capital he had spent, and he had gnawed down the four Kunlun sects. Naturally, he would not be so urgent for the other sects, but it also relieved the Yuhua sect sects.

Lin Xuanzhi also knew that sects such as Kunlun and Da Zhou were almost in a relationship where both were prosperous and both were prosperous.

After all, the few real people were sent out directly, which really cost a lot of money.

After chatting for a long time, Mu Fengzi was very satisfied with the scholar they both liked, and Lin Xuanzhi also nodded in agreement: "It's really good. Although he is not young, his eyes are clear, his mind is upright, and he can be generous if he donates money. Generous."

Mu Fengzi chuckled: "I really want that kind of amazingly talented and beautiful person, but there may not be one in hundreds or thousands of years. Someone like An Chengzhi is not bad. But now he is still in high school, with a beautiful wife and concubine in his arms. It needs to be arranged, we can't just run away after abducting someone."

Lin Xuanzhi nodded seriously: "Human trafficking is a felony in Dazhou!"

Mu Fengzi threw the pear stone up and said, "Pindao is going to Changle Village to see that kid An Chengzhi. He should be here for the past two days. Brother Lin has nothing to do to come and sit down. It's also good to exchange experience."

The two immediately left each other with a breath of mana, so that they can communicate in the future.

Nodding his head and watching Mu Fengzi leave, Lin Xuanzhi didn't take it seriously, and went straight to the county government office after paying the bill and leaving the restaurant.

It is relatively troublesome to find people and find God to inquire about things. With the attitude of giving it a try, Lin Xuanzhi is going to borrow "Fengnian County Government" first.

Fengnian County is a transportation hub, and the traffic channel may be more popular than some prefectures.

Usually the county government is recorded once a year, even if the yamen personnel flow, the records of the county government will not be broken.

Compared with the classic history books, in addition to a county's political affairs, the county government also records more strange stories and folklore rumors, and some clues can be found if there is any doubt.

The innate five-color stone is not the kind of phenomenon that appears frequently and has a great momentum. It is hidden in the earth and affects the surrounding environment subtly.

If there is a clue, it is better to follow the map than to search aimlessly.

Fengnian County Government.

The guard at the gate saw a group of people appearing from far to near in front of the gate, and immediately stepped forward, and asked with a smile, "Important place in the county government, I don't know what this sorcerer is talking about here?"

Lin Xuanzhi nodded and smiled at the two of them, "If I want to watch "Fengnian County Government", I don't know whose consent is required?"

Quietly, the two pieces of silver have fallen into the hands of the official.

One of them smiled even more warmly, and his five sense organs gathered together and said: "The Taoist chief, wait a moment, the county lord is going out to visit the people today, and the younger one will invite the county magistrate to go."

After speaking, he ran into the Yamen in a hurry.

The other person took Lin Xuanzhi to a guest room in the inverted seat and offered him new tea.

Not to mention that the two of them collected the money, even if they had nothing, the two officials did not dare to neglect the people who were dressed in Fang Wai's clothes.

After a while, the official of the county magistrate came behind a middle-aged scribe.

The county magistrate, surnamed Sun, was in his early forties, and looked very serious. After looking at Lin Xuanzhi for a while, he asked, "Where does the Taoist master practice?"

"Referring to Xuanshan Zixia Temple." Lin Xuanzhi handed over the ultimatum.

After seeing it, Sun Xiancheng showed a little smile and said: "It turned out to be the Taoist priest of Zixia Temple. The county government does not restrict others to view it, let alone Master Zixia Temple. Wu Dali, take Taoist Lin to the library."

After thanking him with a smile, Lin Xuanzhi followed Wu Dali to the library.

The remaining official couldn't help asking Sun Xiancheng: "My lord, why don't you ask him what he's doing?"

"If you ask him, what will he say? Will you believe what he said? Don't make trouble for nothing. No one has read the county government stuff for several years. What can there be?"

Sun Xiancheng finished speaking and walked slowly into the yamen with his hands behind his back.

In the library.

"Master Dao, this room is the 300-year-old county seat of Fengnian County. After reading it, it is next to it from 300 to 600 years ago. Please take care of yourself. I still have official duties."

A civil official opened the library and walked towards Lin Xuanzhi.

Looking at a room full of books, after Lin Xuanzhi thanked him, he closed the door and began to read by himself.

Leaving aside the political affairs, Lin Xuanzhi focused on strange events, folklore and other matters, some of which might be resolved, while others would not.

Many times in the past, it was not uncommon for the Daolu Department of the county seat to have only one mage in charge. Now Dazhou is only willing to spend money to replenish manpower.

Excluding the political part of the annual county government, there are as many as two books and as little as one book, and the amount of three hundred years is not a lot.

In addition to the affairs of this county, the affairs of nearby prefectures and counties will also be mentioned occasionally.

"I hope it will be rewarding."

The book moved without wind, Lin Xuan's divine sense came out, and the pages were flipping quickly.

It's hard to think about being inefficient while reading a book like this!

The next evening.

The sun is setting and the afterglow is warm.

in the library.

Lin Xuanzhi opened his eyes and let out a breath of foul air slowly.

Two days, 600 years of county government!

600 years ago, the various sects of the Taoist sect were still active, and if the innate five-color stone really showed signs, it might not be waiting for him to take advantage of him, so he chose this node.

Sorting out the records in his mind, Lin Xuanzhi paid attention to the places near Fengnian County where the atmosphere of the earth, the inspiration gradually flourished, and the rhyme of Taoism became suitable for cultivation during that time.

In addition to the innate five-color stone, some changes in the earth veins and the formation of spiritual acupoints will also cause similar situations, so I have to investigate it myself.

"After all, good things are not so easy to get"

In the past 600 years, there is really nothing worth noting in the vicinity of Fengnian County. However, the Diancui Mountain near Zhoucheng was recorded more than 500 years ago.

But as far as he knows, there are quite a few casual cultivators reclusive and pure cultivators there now!

No matter how shabby a casual cultivator is, he will not find a barren mountain to practice.

"Diancui Mountain in Dingzhou! I didn't expect to find it so soon."

I just don't know if there will be anything left now.

Also.

Lin Xuanzhi also discovered from some casually recorded data in recent years that the number of women in Fengnian County who suffered from miscarriages had an indistinct upward trend every year. The comparison between before and last year is somewhat obvious.

"It doesn't seem normal?"

Lin Xuan was thinking about it for a while, and couldn't help suspecting that someone was taking advantage of the woman for profit.

After all, Dazhou is not an ordinary farming world. The gods encourage births, and they are still good at abortion.

At this moment, a white dove fluttered towards him outside the window. Lin Xuanzhi frowned and beckoned in. The white dove landed in his hand and turned into a snow-white feather, and at the same time a message emerged.

The white pigeon sent a letter to Feiyu of the Yuhuamen, Lin Xuanzhi never thought that he only left his contact information yesterday, and Mu Fengzi would be able to find him this evening.

"An Chengzhi's wife had a miscarriage?"

Lin Xuanzhi frowned directly.

Passing books on the same path, or those who are related to the Yuhuamen, naturally cannot be easily rejected.

Immediately look down.

(End of this chapter)