I Make History a Myth

　　A simple man named Niu Gensheng.

　　"I am dead."

　　The old man said quietly.

　　"father."

　　Niu Gensheng, a simple man, was a little uneasy, "Why are you talking about these things? You can't die, you want to live a hundred years."

　　"You smell it."

　　The old man said softly.

　　Niu Gensheng didn't understand, "What does it taste like?"

　　"The smell of corpse, that's mine."

　　The old man's face full of brown spots was surprisingly calm, "Actually, I'm already dead, but there is something I can't worry about. I want to talk to you."

　　"So I came back to life."

　　"Father, if you have anything to tell, just say it, and your son will listen. It's just that you don't say anything about being dead or not, it's not auspicious."

　　Niu Gensheng strongly advised.

　　"Don't talk, just listen to me."

　　The old man said angrily.

　　Niu Gensheng suddenly shut up.

　　The old man went on to say,

　　"I'm a paper maker."

　　"Our school will now tie some virgins and virgins to be burned to the dead, the spirit house paper horses."

　　"But in the previous court."

　　"We will also put in some 'guards' to guard the tombs of the mausoleum."

　　"Buried with the owner of the tomb."

　　"Protect the mausoleum from being damaged by Captain Mojin."

　　"Because at that time, the spiritual energy was still there, and those of us who were left and right could still cultivate."

　　"But since those who claimed to be authentic Taoists and Buddhas united."

　　"To capture the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the cave, artificially create the aftermath of the end of the law."

　　"Our path of cultivation is broken."

　　"Those people can enter the cave and continue to practice after the end of the law, but we can't."

　　"Thirty-six caves, seventy-two blessed places, Vajra Dharma Realm, Swirling Buddha Land, Shambhala... These belong to the two veins of Dao and Buddha."

　　"It doesn't belong to those of us who are left and right."

　　"We can't get in."

　　"Originally, with the advent of the end of the law, those of us who were left and right broke our inheritance and perished in history."

　　"But there is no way out of the sky. When I fell into the underworld after death, I caught a glimpse of the recovery of spiritual energy."

　　"someday in the future."

　　"The spiritual energy will descend on this world again."

　　"I can't see."

　　The old man fumbled a few times under the straw mat with one hand, and took out a simple Taoist scripture, "Dan Er."

　　"I want you to pass down the line of the paper tying people."

　　"I want our lineage to leave the seeds of inheritance."

　　"Wait until the aura recovers in the future."

　　"Bloom and bear fruit again."

　　After speaking, the old man lowered his head.

　　Break life.

　　Niu Gensheng trembled.

　　After a moment.

　　Let out a piercing cry.

　　And this scene.

　　in the next few days.

　　In all parts of the Central Plains, one after another staged.

　　One seed after another.

　　Throw it out from Su Hao's hand.

　　Buried deep in the ground.

　　And the seeds of these inheritances.

　　Every.

　　The names are different.

　　Some are called paper-tie people, corpse hunters, and Miaojiang Gu Masters.

　　Some are called Luojiao, Wushengjiao, and Daguangmingjiao.

　　But they have one feature in common.

　　That is to wait for the arrival of aura recovery.

　　Waiting for the flowers to bear fruit. .

Chapter 21

　　modern.

　　The moon is full of stars.

　　In a wood near Maoshan.

　　Tian Ning walked forward out of breath.

　　"Long Ye, we are on Maoshan now!"

　　Tian Ning looked at the pitch-black world in front of him.

　　Feeling a little lost in spirit and vision.

　　He originally wanted to go to Maoshan by car.

　　As a result, when I asked, I found out that Maoshan had already been sealed.

　　Not only the high-speed rail and planes to cities near Maoshan were suspended.

　　Even the national highways and trails were put up with no-passing signs.

　　People in army green clothes are blocking the way everywhere.

　　Under the suggestion of Lord Long and the temptation of Xiuxian.

　　He took the high-speed train to a city that was close to Maoshan but was not blocked.

　　Then climbed the mountains, slept in the wind, and fought wits with the patrolmen.

　　It took more than forty days in the end.

　　More than [-] kilometers on foot.

　　Go to Maoshan.

　　Before he did it, he never thought that he could do this.

　　can only say.

　　People do not oppress themselves.

　　I don't know how much potential I have.

　　In his mind, the entrenched little dragon made a low voice,

　　"not yet."

　　"But soon."

　　"I have sensed the presence of aura."

　　"You rest here first, and I will teach you to practice Dharma."

　　"After you have practiced, go to Maoshan."

　　"At that time, I'm afraid there will be a tough battle to fight."

　　fight?

　　Still fighting?

　　I won't.

　　Tian Ning, who was in a trance, heard the words of Lord Long, but did not understand the meaning of his words for a while.

　　"When I'm talking about tough battles, I mean that there are a lot of people patrolling outside Maoshan. If you want to break in, you have to fight with them."

　　Lord Long was speechless.

　　"So it is."

　　Tian Wen was a little embarrassed.