I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World

Linyang County.

The streets were deserted and desolate, with sporadic pedestrians walking in a hurry.

The tavern clerk was diligently wiping the table and the floor, lest the business be too bad and the shopkeeper would dismiss him.

In these years, countless people are rushing to do the jobs that can eat enough food!

For four consecutive years of natural disasters, even with the blessing of the land god, the people's misery cannot be avoided.

From buying children and selling daughters, at worst, the whole family died.

Ten rooms are nine empty, white bones cover the wild.

"Everyone is good at beings..."

Zhou Yi muttered to himself, and now when he says this, he only feels full of irony.

People in the county town and nearby villages have built temples around the earth out of gratitude, but they never imagined that the years of disasters came from the gods that everyone praised and admired.

"I'm upset, it's time to celebrate."

Zhou Yi instructed his staff to keep an eye on the store, go out with his hands behind his back, and stroll leisurely on the street.

From time to time, I meet people I know and sigh that business has been bad recently, and if it goes on like this, I will go back to the countryside to farm.

"Manager Zhu is going to listen to the music again? You are not too young, it's time to take care of yourself and get married and have children!"

The shopkeeper of Huixianglou introduced: "I have a niece from a distant relative who can settle accounts and understand Nvhong. She has a good life. Would you like to talk and talk to you?"

"You bastard, let us lower your seniority for nothing!"

Zhou Yi refused without a trace. He looked like he was thirty-five or sixteen years old, and he was already past middle age. In recent years, many people wanted to match him.

All of them found reasons to refuse. Soon after the land **** Shouyuan, he obtained the secret technique of incense and incense. The identity of the tavern shopkeeper will not be used for many years, so there is no need to delay others.

Shortly after.

East of the city.

Xiaoxiang Building.

Unlike other shops, the business is bleak, the building is bustling and noisy, and guests are full of guests during the day.

The lavishly dressed son-in-law and businessman were full of radiance and energy, and they did not experience the trouble of natural disasters at all.

Land prices plummeted, and people could buy all the land at a very low price. At the same time, the price of food has skyrocketed, and the local big family has private granaries. With just a little food, they can get back the money for buying land, and they can also earn a deed of sale.

It is probably the poor who gave the land and rushed to serve as slaves and servants!

Such a good thing has been going on for several years, and it is time to be happy.

As soon as Zhou Yi entered the door, the old bustard twisted his waist and came over with a smile on his face, as if he had seen his relatives.

This is a long-time visitor of Xiaoxiang Pavilion. For 20 years, he has sent away three generations of prostitutes!

"Master Zhu, Miss Xiaoxiao is waiting for you upstairs."

The old bustard spoke very nicely, as if he was receiving the most distinguished guests, but in fact, Zhou Yi came too many times, and there were free girls whenever he came.

Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and was following the old bustard upstairs, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the girl in the arms of the Sun family boy.

The Sun family belonged to the local snake in Linyang County, and they controlled the officials and yamen all the year round. It can be said that they are the county sheriffs passed down from generation to generation. Because Sun Dian officials are addicted to alcohol and money, they are very familiar with Zhou Yi.

The girl looked at Miansheng with a look of fear and resistance, as if she was not used to it.

The more it is like this, the more it arouses Zhang Gongzi's desire, and his speech and actions are more explicit.

Zhou Yi didn't feel pity in his heart. Eighty-nine out of ten women in the goulan had miserable origins, and they couldn't be more pitiful. His eyes shone brightly, and he saw a ray of black energy growing in the girl's body.

"Fairy Wood"

Creeping and meandering like monsters, drilling to and fro in the meridians and viscera.

Due to frequent contact, Young Master Zhang was contaminated with a slight black qi, and he grew stronger by absorbing his blood qi.

"Evil law..."

Zhou Yi's consciousness swept through the entire Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and found that many people had black gas in their bodies, large or small, most of them had no effect, and three were lying in the firewood room and moaning in pain.

The three people's facial features were sunken, their bodies were thin, and they were already venting more and less.

"The power of the spell is very weak, not to mention the violation of the monks, even the martial arts masters can suppress it, the only powerful thing is that the infection is extremely fast, so this method is aimed at mortals?"

Zhou Yi had a vague guess in his heart that nine times out of ten it was the earth **** who made another move.

After the drought, the locust plague, the flood and the earthquake, there is another plague?

"This guy is crazy, what do you want to do?"

Zhou Yi checked Linyang County Annals, and compared the disasters in the past three hundred years, it only happened once every five or six years.

Moreover, not all of them were done by the gods of the land, but also by the gods of the mountains, the water gods, and the real natural disasters, so it can be said that the whole is a righteous **** who blesses the place.

"The longevity is about to end, and the wishing power beads are searched for the purpose of prolonging life?"

Zhou Yi frowned slightly. This is the most likely reason. There are many monks in the Jiuzhou Immortal Cultivation World who frantically sacrifice blood to prolong their lives.

There is great terror between life and death!

Cultivators are used to enjoying high status, and are more afraid of death than mortals, and are reluctant to be in power.

"For the time being, continue to see what tricks this fellow is playing!"

Zhou Yi's eyes were dim. The plague was different from other natural disasters. If it really spread quickly, it might kill a county.

The Daheng Dynasty can't control the evil spirits of the mountains and wilds, and there are still legal restrictions on the righteous gods of the state government.

Shinto herdsmen, but they can't even cut the leek root!

…

Yuanding seventy-five years.

summer.

A strange epidemic broke out in Linyang, Qingyun Mansion, infecting hundreds of thousands of people.

The disease devours blood and qi, and the patients are scrawny, wandering around and wailing like living corpses.

…

There is a pub.

The doors of the store were slammed shut, and the windows were nailed.

The guy guarded the front and rear doors with a wooden stick, looked nervously at the street outside through the hole.

There were scattered pedestrians on the street, their eyes were blank, and they were dawdling and swaying.

"The shopkeeper, should we just wait like this?"

The guy who spoke was named Yang San. He was strong and knew how to handle crops. He was responsible for guarding the front door.

Zhou Yi sighed and said, "What else can I do? If I go outside, I might be caught by a plague. Doctor Wang of Huichuntang can't be saved, so I can only wait to die!"

Yang San glanced at the figures outside who didn't look like living people, and said with fear: "There's not much food in the store."

"Wine is food. If you persist for ten days and a half, someone will deal with the mess."

A cold light flashed in Zhou Yi's eyes. Those who fell into the evil method of the plague could only live for three to five days, while the young and strong could last for ten days and a half.

At that time, if he did not come out to show his power and "help the world and save the people", the people of Linyang County would all die.

Everyone is dead, how can they still offer incense?

Zhou Yi flipped through the book in his hand, and it was the incense concentrating technique that was transcribed. Since he obtained this method, he has recited it day and night.

As the comprehension deepens, the more and more I feel that this method is mysterious, it can be said to be the foundation of Shinto!

Even if there is no Shinto inheritance in Dongsheng Shenzhou, as long as the use of wishing beads is continuously expanded, one day, the complete incense and fire gods can be deduced.

"This method gives me the feeling that it is similar to the Small Cut Heaven Technique and the Heaven Swallowing Demon Technique, but it is more complete and profound, and I can gain something from my daily comprehension... It's a pity that no matter how mysterious the divine way is, I can't practice it. Tribulation!"

Zhou Yi respects the power of incense from the bottom of his heart, even if the state is low and the drawbacks are not obvious, he is not willing to be contaminated.

Ten days later.

Yang San lay dizzy behind the door, relying on wine and water for five days in a row, even the iron man couldn't bear it.

suddenly.

dang dang…

The gong sounded outside, and then the yamen was heard shouting.

"The earth **** has appeared, the earth **** has appeared..."

"The Temple of the Earth issues amulets, which can be worn to eliminate evil and prevent all diseases from invading..."

"Everyone must go to collect the magic amulet, the land gods help the world and save the people, the magic amulet is free, not a penny..."

A loud shout spread throughout the street.

The county town, which had been silent for more than ten days, came to life in an instant, and the people who heard the shouting rushed to the Temple of the Earth.

…

West of the city.

Earth Temple.

Originally, there was only the Earth Temple in the east of the city. Due to the continuous disaster relief of the Earth God, various large and small temples were erected.

Outside the temple, there was a queue that was several miles long, expecting to receive the amulet.

The yamen guards maintained order, shouted and scolded the people who jumped in line, and shackled those who dared to be disobedient and thrown them into the cell.

"Master messenger, I beg you, can you let me go to jail after receiving the talisman, and if I drag it on, I will die."

The faces of the people who jumped in the queue were haggard, obviously suffering from the plague. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Chaoye spare my life, I don't want to die, Chouye spare my life..."

The yamen didn't care about this, the iron ruler beat him a few times, and he was about to drag him away.

"Liu Bantou, don't do this."

A gentle voice came, but it was a mage in a yellow robe: "He did nothing wrong for his life. Can you lay hold of a moment and give him a magic talisman to save his life?"

"sure."

"Master Jia is merciful, and the earth **** is merciful!"

"I know this person. He accumulates virtue and does good deeds on weekdays. He is not a bad person."

"…"

The people in the queue did not dare to have any opinions, and they quickly spoke up to support him, because he was the master of Miaozhu Jia.

Liu Bantou hurriedly bowed and saluted, more respectful than seeing the county magistrate, and said, "Master Jia has spoken, it will be cheaper for this person."

This commoner survived from death, and immediately became the most devout believers of the Earth God. Under the guidance of Master Jia, they entered the Earth Temple.

Spirit Talismans are not easy to obtain!

According to the interpretation of the temple blessing, the amulet is drawn by the **** of the earth for the believers, and only by offering incense devoutly can the effect be stimulated.

After a series of kowtows and incense chanting, the people finally got the amulet.

The slapped rhubarb paper was folded, and the moment I took it, I felt comfortable all over my body, and my body was still weak, but there was no longer the pain of the worm eating my heart and liver.

"Thanks to the Earth God!"

…

County government.

back room.

The doors and windows are broken and the roof in disrepair is ready to collapse at any moment.

Since Daheng Taizu has been under the management of officials who do not repair the ya, since Zhao county magistrate took office, he could not repair and dare not repair.

It is midsummer, and the heat is unbearable.

The county magistrate Zhao didn't feel the heat at all, sitting cross-legged on the futon, holding the wishing power ball to refine the spiritual energy.

At this time.

A shadow appeared in the corner, turned into a robed old man, and bowed to report.

"My lord, that one has started to save people."

"understood."

The county magistrate of Zhao stopped his practice, put away the wishing force beads, thought for a moment and said, "Don't stare at this matter any more, all hands are taken back, just as ignorant."

The old man wondered: "This epidemic is not like a natural disaster. The traces of the spell are too obvious, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it. If it spreads..."

"How about it spread out?"

Zhao county magistrate said: "This official is a rank nine, just after the foundation was established, how can I be qualified to manage Jindan? At most, it is a disadvantage of supervision. I cried a few times in front of the teacher, and it was over!"

The master said worriedly: "I'm afraid that the above will check the whereabouts of the wishing force beads."

Zhao county magistrate had expected it long ago, and said: "Those officials who wish to force the beads to stay still for a while, observe the wind direction for a few years, and if the incident occurs, they will immediately turn it over to the court, and maybe they can make a contribution!"

"Men are wise."

The master suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. When there was a problem with the county magistrate Zhao, he also suffered.

"Do you think that one can do it?"

"Nine times out of ten you can."

Zhao county magistrate said: "This plague can at least collect thousands of wishing power beads, plus the previous four years, the number is more than 10,000, enough to buy a state judge!"

"From a monk to a yin and a ghost, from the immortal to the ghost, the life span lasts for hundreds of years."

The master said enviously: "Besides, the state judge has amazing power, no wonder that one is willing to take risks!"

"This is not a risk, but a real gamble!"

Zhao county magistrate looked at the Temple of Earth and said quietly.

"The way of the gods is far more free and carefree than the way of the immortals, and it is too entangled with the followers of cause and effect. Not to mention that the promotion has not yet been completed, and it is difficult to say that there will be no future troubles if it does. Is it possible that the people of Linyang can be slaughtered?"

"It's easy to be abused by the people, but it's hard to be bullied by God! This cause and effect will be repaid sooner or later..."

…

Earth Temple.

The crowd was surging.

The people who had doubts about the magic charms were more enthusiastic when they watched the dying people who were seriously ill healed in an instant.

When queuing up to offer incense, they shouted their thanks to the God of Earth, each louder than the other.

Zhou Yi was standing in the crowd, his eyes flashed with sarcasm, and he could clearly see the strength of his vows by practicing the incense concentrating technique.

The slogans of the people are loud, but the incense offered is shallow.

Of course, the plague involves life and death, and getting the life-saving grace of the earth **** is ten times more than the usual incense.

"No wonder Hong Luo said that in the continuous natural disasters, people's beliefs will not only not be many, but will become weaker. They believe in gods to seek stability and prosperity in life, and as a result, they continue to suffer from disasters."

"Life is too miserable, even if the gods save lives, there is no pious faith!"

Zhou Yi suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the past few years were natural disasters.

This year, the simple and rude casting of evil spells is obviously an ordinary natural disaster, and it can no longer inspire the people to offer incense.

Just like cutting leeks, you can't be too ruthless and diligent, you have to give it a chance to grow!

Zhou Yi disappeared in a flash, and after a while, he came to the south of the city, which is the slum of Linyang County.

Sewage streets and cramped houses.

Kushui Street.

C number thirteen.

There was only a black and thin boy in the yard, because he was so sick that he didn't even have the strength to get out of bed.

The year before last was flooded, and my mother drowned.

Last year, the earth dragon turned over and his father was crushed to death.

The rest of the relatives, friends and neighbors have all died in the natural disasters in recent years. It can be said that they are completely orphans.

The young man should have died, but he was very lucky, and survived inexplicably every time.

When starving to death, UU reading www. uukanshu. A few small mice sprang from the corner of the com wall, about to drown, and drifted over a few pieces of driftwood. Before the earth dragon turned over, it stumbled to the open space...

roof.

Zhou Yi looked at the dying boy, Tian Linggen, orphan, surnamed Lin, deep hatred... It can be said that he has a lot of luck, waved his hand to release the Lingshen doll, and ordered.

"According to plan."

"Relax, Xianchang!"

As the Lingshen doll spoke, she turned into a young girl in a azure robe, her hands were as soft as weeds, her skin was as creamy, her wrists and bare feet were wearing bells, and there was a jingling sound when she walked.

The voice alarmed the boy in the room, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the beautiful woman, as if he had lost his soul.

Lingshen doll has bright eyes and white teeth, and a smile is full of joy.

"Engong, do you still remember the green snake you rescued back then..."