In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

That demon Chunming has the ability to fly in the air, not to mention the experienced Taoist who claims to be Master Chunming?

Cui Yu raised his head and looked at the sparrow hawk in the sky. The divine power was flowing in his body, as if he had an extra pair of eyes in the dark, soaring above the blue sky and white clouds, taking in all the scenes within a hundred miles.

"That's the direction." At this time, Cui Yu used the sparrowhawk's vision to determine the location at a glance, then picked up the package on the ground, whistled in his mouth and ran towards the distance.

This place is not far from Xiaowangzhuang. Who knows when the old Taoist priest will come back?

The old Taoist priest went to Xiaowangzhuang and found that Chunming was dead, but he escaped. Who knows, will he come back to greet him?

The only good thing is that all the brothers are still alive.

Moreover, as the old Taoist priest Tianpeng changed his practice, his brain seemed to have developed problems, and he seemed to have become as slow as a pig's brain.

Cui Yu carried the package and galloped all the way, countless memories flooding out of his mind.

Hezhouwei

Lijiacun

My parents are just the most ordinary civilians. There is a younger brother and younger sister in the family, as well as a female slave ‘Yu’.

Yu's name is Yu, which is the same as the country name of Dayu.

There were 800 vassal states under the Emperor of Zhou, and Dayu State was one of the 800 vassal states under the jurisdiction of the Emperor of Zhou. It was a small country with relatively low national power, only as big as Jiangnan Province in later generations.

It stands to reason that Jiangnan Province in later generations is not small, but it still seems too insignificant to the vast demon country that covers hundreds of millions of miles.

Yu has no name. He was picked up by Cui Yu from the water when Cui Yu was four years old. At that time, 'Yu' was five years old, and then he became Cui Yu's slave. The name 'Yu' is homophonic with Cui Yu's 'Yu'.

There are countless nobles, big and small, in the country of Dayu, and there are countless scholars, but there are only a few who are the most famous.

The Lijia Village in Liangjie Mountain where Cui Yu is located belongs to the territory of the aristocratic Xiang family. They are the well-deserved rulers, commanding over a hundred miles of land.

Under the Xiang family, there are eight major 'scholar' families, as well as officials and ministers composed of countless bloodlines from the Xiang family's original family.

Cui Yu was sorting out the thoughts in his mind as he walked.

"It seems that the person I opened the mouth to is one of the direct descendants of the Chen family, one of the eight great scholar families: Chen Sheng." Cui Yu paused and said, "Chen Sheng, that's an interesting name."

The name is similar to that of a later colleague in the Daze Township Uprising.

"The Chen family is one of the eight great scholar families. Even if the Chen family where Chen Sheng belongs is only one of the main families, it cannot be underestimated. In this era of talking about fellow townsmen and party members, offending a branch of the Chen family means offending the entire Chen family. Home." Cui Yu became more and more worried.

"Fortunately, Hezhou Wei is the fiefdom of King Xiang's third son, and it seems that he has nothing to do with the Chen family." Thoughts in Cui Yu's mind were swirling rapidly.

The entire Dayu was the territory of the Xiang family, and countless descendants of the Xiang family divided various places to suppress the territory of Dayu.

Although the Eight Great Scholars were loyal to King Xiang, they had constant conflicts with King Xiang's princes.

Just like a certain prince in later generations, and the generals in the court.

Of course, what is different from later generations is that the Xiang family enfeoffed nobles in various places and had absolute rule over the territory.

The Chen family in Liangjie Mountain was just a branch of the Chen family in the Great Yu Dynasty. With the founding of the Xiang family and its enfeoffment, it gradually took root and bet on the princes.

For thousands of years, Dayu Kingdom has not been without military and civil strife. The eight major families have long been fooled, and the branches of each major family have spread all over the country.

"Xiang Yan, the third son of King Xiang." A word flashed in Cui Yu's mind: "Isn't it a bit too coincidental? There must be another Xiang Yu, right? It's a pity that he was originally a farmer and had little knowledge, so he didn't know the world's heroes at all. .”

"The Chen family in Liangjieshan can't just cover the sky with one hand." Cui Yu thought thoughtfully, covering his footprints while walking and walking until dark, only walking eighty miles.

Let’s talk about Xiaowangzhuang

The old Taoist priest Zhu Wuneng stood in the room with a gloomy face, looking at the bloody corpse on the kang, his face as gloomy as water.

Walking out of the courtyard, I scanned the messy courtyard and found that all the money had been looted.

The entire courtyard was deathly silent. All the disciples had packed their bags and left cleanly. There was only a mess on the floor, with cabinets and baskets overturned on the ground.

"Who killed Chunming?" Zhu Wuneng took a deep breath: "We are in big trouble."

"My original intention was to cultivate Chunming and help me survive the disaster, but who knew that it was ready to be harvested before my eyes, and something like this happened?" The old Taoist priest frowned: "In order to train this kid, I will not hesitate to plot against Xihai and Dongting. Lake, taking advantage of the Dragon Girl of the West Sea to save someone's calamity and plot against her, but who would have thought that she would be killed at the critical moment."

"Could it be that the Dragon Clan of the West Sea noticed that I had plotted against the Dragon Girl and came to kill Chunming? Impossible! This is the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the Dragon Clan cannot kill people openly and openly here. Moreover, Chunming is very good at Taoism, and can kill Chunming with a single blow. To kill him and break his copper skin and iron bones is definitely not a mediocre skill." The old Taoist priest secretly thought in his heart:

"Or is it that the old enemy from the past has come to visit?"

As for the group of apprentices who plotted to murder their master?

The old Taoist priest wouldn't think in any direction at all.

How cultivated is Chunming? He stood there and asked these people to kill him, but they couldn't do anything about it.

"I took advantage of the fact that the Dragon Girl of the West Sea was going through the tribulation to plot a plot. Now that I am about to go through the tribulation, I am met with misfortune. Is it true that there is karma?" The old Taoist priest's face became even more ugly.

"What a worry! I'm trying to cultivate new seeds, but it's already too late. I'm afraid the old Taoist will do it himself."

When he said this, the sadness on his face became more and more serious, and then he suddenly realized something and suddenly slapped his head: "I heard that Dalin Temple has a golden elixir of longevity. If you swallow it, you will be indestructible. Wuzhuang Temple has ginseng fruit. , swallowing it has the magic method of immortality..."

He didn't care about settling the score with Cui Yu, he had to find a way to survive the disaster first.

Although the book of spiritual practice scriptures is the power of enlightenment, it still encounters strange surprises. This is the price of stealing the mysteries of the sun and moon, and the creation of heaven and earth.

"But how can we do it! Whether it is Dalin Temple or Wuzhuang Temple, they are all experts." The old Taoist scratched his head, and a strand of gray hair on his head turned white again.

Turning to look at the pig pen, the remaining three pigs were wailing in the pig pen with desperate expressions. Seeing the old Taoist priest looking at them, they all hit the railings of the pig pen, hoping that the old Taoist priest could let them out.

Looking at the big fat pig in the pig pen, the old Taoist priest swallowed hard, and then forced himself to change his eyes: "No, we can't take evil ways. The most important thing right now is to avoid the pursuit of East China Sea and Dongting Lake, and find ways to find them. The treasure has survived the calamity. There is also the girl from the Yulong clan. I’m afraid the Yulong clan has already gotten the news, but the Yulong clan cannot be offended.”

As he spoke, he swallowed and strode out of the manor.

between mountains

Birds and cicadas are chirping, and the green grass is refreshing.

Cui Yu held the bag on his shoulder, wiped the sweat from his temples, sat under the big tree and fanned vigorously with the cattail leaf fan in his hand, raised his head to look at the scorching sun, took out the dry food in the package and started to eat it.

In the distance, there are skinny farmers wearing ragged clothes, weeding the fields.

"It's really a cannibalistic world. All the land in the world belongs to the nobles. The common people can only farm land for the nobles, and they can't even have enough food and clothing for a year." Cui Yu continued to sort out clues based on the memories in his mind, and for this world More and more desperate.

This is definitely a society where people eat people.

The three, six, and nine levels of Jingwei are as clear as a natural chasm that cannot be crossed.

The sons of farmers will always be farmers, and the sons of slaves will always be slaves. Aristocrats are always aristocrats. They are born to be superior to all living beings and treat the common people as stupid dogs.

After taking a short rest, Cui Yu stood up and continued on his way, not daring to delay for a moment for fear that the old Taoist priest would catch up behind him.

Cui Yu walked for three days and three nights, relying on sparrow eagles to search for water sources, constantly identifying directions and finding roads, and finally returned to the familiar village.

Standing distantly behind the big tree at the head of the village, looking at the quiet and peaceful small village, Cui Yu felt uneasy and drove the sparrow hawk to fly towards the village.

Birds flew in fright wherever the sparrows passed by.

A familiar dilapidated courtyard came into view. Through the perspective of the sparrow hawk, Cui Yu saw the familiar courtyard and the familiar figures in the courtyard, and his nose felt sore inexplicably.

fine!

Everyone is here!

The worst didn't happen.

The sparrow hawk returned and landed on the branch. Cui Yuzai's anxious heart gradually returned to calm. He sat behind the big tree and began to think: "It's strange that I killed Chen Sheng and the Chen family didn't take revenge? It's impossible, right?" ?”

He drove the sparrowhawk to fly around the village a few more times, but found nothing unusual, which made him even more confused.

"Brother Cui?" Just when Cui Yu couldn't think of Sister Qi and racked his brains but couldn't figure out the reason, a surprised voice came from not far away.

Cui Yu turned around and saw a young man standing in the shade of a tree looking at him with surprise on his face. The most important thing was that this young man was carrying a patterned tiger on his body.

His appearance is clear and handsome, his ears are lobed, his shoulders are bright, and his eyes are shining. The young man has a South China tiger leaning across his back. He has a good character and appearance. The powdered knife applied on the noodle makes the teeth look like jade, and the bridge of the nose is as high as the gallbladder. Lin Lin's figure is ten feet tall, and her immortal demeanor is extraordinary. "

Looking at the flawless face in front of him, Cui Yu suddenly felt a feeling in his heart: "Even if you gave birth to me, Cui Yu, how could you give birth to this person?"

So handsome!

The whole person is flawless, even Song Yu and Pan An are a little less graceful.

The most important thing is that Cui Yu saw the dead tiger on the young man's back, and he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Even the pride of receiving the divine blood was gone.

Yang Erlang!

Cui Yu's neighbors all starved to death when Cui Yu was five years old, leaving the whole house empty. One day half a year later, Cui Yu suddenly discovered that his neighbor had a little bean sprout. That year Yang Erlang was eight years old. He was dirty and didn't even have any decent clothes. No one knew where he came from, but he suddenly settled down next door to Cui Yu's family. He earned his living by digging wild vegetables and catching fish. Wild beasts, fish and shrimps satisfy hunger.

Cui's mother saw that he was pitiful, so she often helped him, eating and sewing clothes.

Although he is not a biological son, he is still half a son.

The two grew up together, not as brothers, but as brothers.

The most important thing is that as he grows older, he actually acquires supernatural powers.

That's a tiger!

Although Yang Erlang had long been remembered as having the ability to subdue tigers, Cui Yu still took a breath when he saw Yang Erlang walking in the mountains with a calm expression on his back carrying a tiger weighing hundreds of kilograms.

Some people spend their entire lives on the road to Rome, while some people are born in Rome.

Just the strength of this arm is better than the Taoist people who have practiced hard for hundreds of years.

"Brother Yang?" Cui Yu stood up with a surprised look on his face.

"Where have you been these days, brother? Call aunt to find her." Yang Erlang stepped forward and looked at Cui Yu.

"It's not that I caused trouble." Cui Yu said with a wry smile: "I wanted to run away, but halfway I thought, what should I do if my family is implicated? So I quietly came back."

Cui Yu stared at the tiger head behind Yang Erlang. It had become soft and pulpy, and there was blood seeping out between the mouth and nose. He shifted his gaze and looked at Yang Erlang's flawless face: "How is my family? Have you ever been implicated?"

Yang Erlang smiled when he heard this: "It's good to be back, brother. The matter has been resolved. Let's live a good life from now on."

"Solved? How?" Cui Yu quickly asked.

Yang Erlang was speechless after hearing this.

Cui Yu grabbed Yang Erlang's arm: "Brother, how did you solve it?"

"That day, Chen Sheng brought people to arrest people and wanted to demote my uncle and aunt as slaves. I was forced to agree to the conditions of the eldest lady of the Xiang family. I would be his face in the future and Miss Xiang would come forward. From now on, Things will be settled naturally." Yang Erlang lowered his head and said.

Cui Yu was stunned, thinking of the young lady from the Xiang family, he couldn't help but be stunned.

Speaking of Miss Xiang, the eldest daughter came with the guards to collect rent and hunt when she was five years old. When she saw Yang Erlang, she kept an eye on him.

It's just that although Yang Erlang is a commoner, he is naturally arrogant for some reason. He always avoids Miss Xiang's family and deliberately hides in the mountains and forests. With his magical power, he was happy in the mountains, leaving Miss Xiang helpless.

"After eight years of hiding, she finally succeeded." Cui Yu sighed quietly.

Just thinking of Miss Xiang's beautiful face, Cui Yu said, "You won't suffer either."

Yang Erlang smiled bitterly: "The young lady from the Xiang family is unruly and willful. It is said that she is already married. She insists on asking me to go with her when we get married. She wants to keep me by her side at all times."

Cui Yu looked at Yang Erlang and scratched his head: "Miss Xiang still has three to five years to leave the cabinet. We still have time, so we can't wrong you."

"I'm not wronged. As long as you can come back, our family will be safe and sound." Yang Erlang looked at Cui Yu, stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder: "Let's go home. When uncle and aunt see you come back, I don’t know how happy I should be.”

Although Yang Erlang said it in an understatement, as a child who grew up together, how could he not know the arrogance in Yang Erlang's heart.

It is a kind of arrogance that comes from the bottom of one's heart.

"Chen Sheng is not a generous person, and the Chen family is not a generous family. He will never give up after being humiliated by one of our idiots. If he does not come back with revenge, he will never be able to raise his head among the scholar-bureaucrats and the eight major families in the future. ." Cui Yu followed Yang Erlang, with a strong worry deep in his heart.

"We still need to find ways to solve the Chen family's trouble." Cui Yu scratched his head.