With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 150 Faith in the World

"God, God!"

"I beg you to bless me, Wang San, to have good fortune, abundant wealth, and a windfall from heaven."

A dark, dilapidated temple.

In the darkness, he lowered his head and stared silently at one of the decaying statues, with three-pointed stars twinkling brightly and dimly.

Accompanied by a burst of misty smoke.

A low-pitched chanting voice full of sincerity and greed.

Gradually, Yuyou echoed in this square inch.

The surrounding wilderness was quiet, and not a single sound could be heard.

It's like there is no sound left between heaven and earth.

Only the voice of prayer filled with faith remained.

Wang San was still a little scared at first.

But the huge temptation of getting rich overnight supported him to complete all this tremblingly.

But I don’t know what’s going on.

When he lowered his head and closed his eyes, facing the incense.

When you prostrate yourself before an unknown god and chant your heart's wishes.

The fear in my heart and the fear of the unknown.

In the process of repeating the prayer again and again.

Gradually, it disappeared.

Instead, my thoughts became increasingly empty and lofty.

His spirit seemed to be rising, passing through the snow-capped mountains, clouds and mist, and entering the heavenly palace.

He saw a god as bright as the sun, sitting high on the throne.

He opened the golden mouth lightly and spoke the jade words:

"I know everything you want."

"Yes, but..."

Wang San had forgotten what he said next.

His heart was beating violently, and his spirit was singing feverishly.

"There really is a God!"

"There really is a God!"

"God granted me my wish!"

His thoughts turned into the fiercest faith.

He was pulled by something in the dark and shot out from the spiritual platform.

Suddenly, he disappeared into the dark statue.

"Puff~"

There was a sudden sound.

Wang San suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't stand up.

In the dimness, it was vaguely visible.

His face was tranquil and peaceful, as if he had returned to bliss.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, creating a weird smile.

His hands and feet twitched unconsciously.

And when in the end, everything calms down.

It happened that the dark clouds covering the bright moon in the sky dispersed, and the light shone in through the gap in the roof of the ruined temple.

Under the bright moonlight.

A small, yellow-skinned one with gray-yellow hair.

It came out from the hole in the back of the statue's head.

People also sit upright on the altar table.

Holding the sacrifice Wang San brought with both hands, he devoured it in small bites.

But those green eyes were staring at the fallen Wang San.

Gradually, the corners of its mouth began to curve.

He showed a strange smile that was unique to him.

It wants to laugh.

But in the next moment, its smile condensed on that plush face.

In a perspective different from that of others.

A flame so dazzling that it seemed like just a ray of afterglow could completely burn it to ashes.

From outside the ruined temple, enter slowly.

"squeak!"

A shrill and weird cry pierced the night sky.

It suddenly dropped the food in its hand and jumped to the side.

The next moment he saw it, he was about to escape from the gap on the other side and melt into the vast night.

But I only heard a scolding sound in my ears, like thunder in spring:

"town!"

The figure flying in mid-air suddenly solidified.

It fell to the ground with a "plop", throwing up pieces of dust.

After a while, the sound of light footsteps stepped in here.

"Bah~"

He flapped his palms to disperse the choking dust.

Li Zhen looked around.

He looked up and down on the ground, lying on his back.

And the movements are uniform and the expression is similar to that of a person and a weasel.

The corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

Let’s play performance art here!

And what’s going on with Wang San?

Is it because the beautiful wife at home is no longer fragrant, or the tofu is not delicious.

I stayed idle most of the night without sleeping, and came to this hellish place for excitement.

He said that Wang San was not interested in the theory of divination at all in the past.

Why are you so uncharacteristically attentive this morning?

It turns out that he was waiting here.

"Bah, let your kid improvise."

"Deserved it."

Li Zhen spit at Wang San.

I didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

After he takes care of the weasel that caused the disaster, he will naturally wake up.

As for whether he will lose anything because of this.

Then Li Zhen could only say that there was nothing he could do to help.

Look away from the person.

The big eyes slowly fell to the side, and the green eyes were full of foreign objects of horror.

Li Zhen was a little strange, a little emotional, and also a little regretful.

But in the end, it turned into a faint sigh on the lips.

"Ah~"

The inspiration under the mighty Qingming is in turmoil.

The first ones to benefit are these little things who are born with spiritual powers.

But so is success, and so is bad.

Beasts have no sense of good and evil, right and wrong.

If you are not careful, you will go astray and embark on a path that is not tolerated by the world.

If there is no Li Zhen today, there will also be Wang Zhen and Zhao Zhen in the future.

Such evil aliens are destined not to live long.

"It's not wrong to pretend to be a god, but it's wrong to harm people."

"Be a good person in your next life"

Li Zhen shook his head and said softly.

Raising his hand, a small jade seal suddenly flew out.

The yellow-skinned eyebrows touched lightly and turned around.

I saw.

The yellow-skinned body that was stalemate on the ground suddenly relaxed and collapsed to the ground as if it had no bones.

The divine light in the green and enchanting eyes slowly dimmed after all.

Li Zhen raised his hand to take back the Zhenzi seal, put his hands in his sleeves, and remained silent.

I don’t know what else to think about.

Perhaps you are wondering whether there is any theory of reincarnation in this world where the path of spiritual practice has just begun to emerge.

Or maybe, it was thinking of the time when I was traveling.

The same fox encountered in a ruined temple.

Has it followed the same path as this yellow leather boy?

If so, maybe I will lose another friend.

But these were just the thoughts that flashed through his mind at that moment.

The next moment, Li Zhen came back to his senses.

He raised his head and stared intently at a statue in the deep darkness.

The cold moonlight cast down from the rooftop and enveloped him.

A hazy shadow was reflected in the clear and deep eyes.

"Incense?"

Watch it and ponder for a long time.

Li Zhen finally shook his head and overturned his previous opinion.

"perhaps."

"I should call it faith!"

Incense can only fool all living beings.

Only with faith can we create gods in the coming era of spiritual practice.

A mysterious light flashed across his eyes.

After staring at this statue for a long time.

Li Zhen waved his hand gently, turned around and went out without any nostalgia.

And the moment he stepped out of the ruined temple.

Then there was a roar.

Although the statue is broken, it has been standing here for an unknown period of time.

In the roar, it turned into a handful of dust and returned to the beginning.

But Li Zhen, who never looked back, never saw it.

When the statue of the god was broken, the bones fell from behind it.

Gululu, rolled down next to the unconscious Wang San.

"Faith absorbs spirituality, and evil spirits swallow essence and blood."

"Is this the alien way of cultivation?" After walking out of the ruined temple, Li Zhen was in no hurry to return to Xianming Mountain.

He stood on a high place, looking at the mountains, rivers and dense forests shrouded in clouds and smoke in the distance.

In the darkness, it was like an unspeakable and terrifying giant beast was entrenched, silently accumulating strength.

One day it will break through and swallow everything.

"I opened the door to the world's spiritual path."

"But at the same time, it released some things that should not belong to this world."

Foye?

What's wrong?

Li Zhen doesn't know.

Pindao just wants to live, live well, and live forever.

That's it.

Is it wrong?

not at all.

So he withdrew his gaze and took steps.

Stop caring about this matter.

As he always said:

Let's take our time.

Time will give all answers.

Whether it's good or bad.

These ones

It will eventually become a sporadic embellishment in his inevitably long life.

Jingming twenty-one years.

Heavy fog surged into the mountains and forests around the capital, making it impossible to see even three feet away.

At that time, everyone was curious and explored it.

All die.

-- "New Book· Strange Events"

A sudden change of ideas and the destruction of temples and wild gods.

It didn't bring much change to Li Zhen's peaceful life.

The only difference is.

Perhaps, there was another thing added to his past habits.

Just based on some ridiculous rumors on the streets from time to time.

Go around and look around.

Something gained.

But most of them are unfounded rumors.

Nowadays, the wisdom of heaven and earth is becoming stronger and stronger day by day.

There's always something weird coming out of it.

Either the old thing is psychic, or the beast becomes a monster.

But most of them are about faith in temples and statues.

It seems that in the coming changes of heaven and earth.

Incense and faith are destined to eat the first crab.

Li Zhen was noncommittal about this.

Don't stop it, don't encourage it.

Everything is still in its infancy, who can tell.

I just occasionally think of the way of incense that the great monks have always unswervingly advocated.

I couldn't help but feel a little guilty in my heart.

Could it be said that these great monks are really people with great karma and profound luck?

After the failure of the missionary plan to the Central Plains, it can be said that his vitality has been greatly weakened.

But the current changes in the world have undoubtedly given them a shot in the arm.

Things that were already coming to an end.

Now, the waves are rising again.

Li Zhen didn't care whether the monks would take advantage of this situation.

He was just a little embarrassed thinking about Feng Chong who was sent to Tianzhu by him.

Originally I thought it was just a relaxing trip.

However, now it seems that it has become less safe.

However, he was protected by Taoist Wu Zhen and Qi Hongshuang, two great masters.

There should be no problem?

Maybe there will be some bizarre experiences along the way.

It's possible that Feng Chong could be asked to compose a "Journey to the West".

Li Zhen was looking forward to their return.

Time passed slowly under the surging waves of darkness.

Jingming twenty-two years.

Come quietly.

This year, many things happened.

For example, the imperial court was belatedly aware of the situation.

Finally, they noticed something unusual happening around them.

After the initial surprise, he soon started to move.

A department to investigate strange events was established, named: Chaiyi Division.

Very straightforward, very simple.

But with such a huge state machine operating at full capacity.

A department with an ordinary name can become extraordinary.

What's more, it was Emperor Zhao Ping's kiss.

As for the person in charge of this department, Li Zhen also knows him.

It was Hong Xuanji, the chief of the Confucian Academy in the capital.

With the emperor's strong support, this old boy did a great job in reforming Confucianism.

On the surface, the first batch of accomplished martial arts graduates have already graduated.

As for the secret, only he and the emperor knew about it.

Therefore, it is logical that the Department of Foreign Affairs Investigation has become the most influential person in the Confucian sect.

However, Hong Xuanji is not a mediocre person who only engages in political struggle.

Not only did Zha Yisi shine in his hands, it also started its business smoothly.

Some gains have been made in the detection of abnormal things.

As for the reasons for these abnormalities.

After reading "Zhen·Eternal Life" that Li Zhen stuffed into the collection of Confucian Academy.

Hong Xuanji also had a bold guess in his mind.

But he doesn't dare to say it yet.

He was afraid that the emperor would treat him as a madman and behead him, and he was also afraid that the prince would treat him as a fool.

So while Hong Xuanji was constantly collecting evidence, he was also waiting.

What are you waiting for?

Naturally, it is Li Zhen, an old immortal who has lived for almost ninety years, but still looks like a young man in his early thirties.

Showing his magical skills to the world.

But before that, Hong Xuanji felt that he had better calm down first.

Anyway, he should still live for a long time.

Not in a hurry.

And if during this waiting process, the prince can ascend the throne.

That would be wonderful.

Li Zhen didn't know Hong Xuanji's little plan.

Even if he knew, he wouldn't care.

Because at this time in the Chuixiang Building, something surprising happened to everyone.

Erqing, speak up!

When Er Qing spoke.

As usual, I was watching Li Zhen, who got up early, practice Tai Chi.

So many years have passed, and the actions are still pretty much the same.

The cows remembered it.

That is to say, it does not have hands, otherwise it would be fine if it had hands.

Just as he was thinking this, he accidentally said what was on his mind.

"The Taoist priest is so stupid, he is not as good as me, the old cow!"

Li Zhen, who was boxing, was stunned.

He was naturally stunned when he took over the job of the old man who was getting older and could no longer work.

Li Xianling, who came down from Tiandu Peak and was about to have breakfast, was also stunned.

I looked around stupidly.

In the end, no one spoke.

All of them turned their attention to Er Qing.

"Okay Erqing, you can actually talk!"

This is Li Xianling.

"Not bad, not bad. It's not in vain that Pindao has raised you all these years."

This is Li Zhen.

"This monster."

This is natural.

"No no."

"I can't!"

Facing six scorching gazes.

Er Qing shook his head repeatedly and retorted subconsciously.

Then, he himself was stunned.

It subconsciously raised its front hooves and covered its mouth.

"Okay, you can lie and cover your mouth."

Li Xianling's eyes became brighter and brighter, as if she had found a new toy.

Erqing's big watery eyes rolled around.

Looking at his raised hoof, it doesn't matter if he puts it down or doesn't put it down.

Finally, it lowered its head gently and buried it in the grass.

"It's over, it's over."

"Now you really have become a monster."

"I won't stew the old cow!"

The title of a self-taught master.

It quietly opened a gap and looked at Li Zhen carefully.

But he saw that Li Zhen was also looking at it.

It seems like a smile but not a smile.

(End of this chapter)