The Suppression of the Worlds

Zhou Zhang had guessed right just now that this little girl was not related to Yu Cheng at all.

Although they played very similar roles before, Zhou Zhang always felt that there was a sense of alienation among them, and there was no sense of blood connection. This was a kind of mysterious and mysterious perception of external things that had been developed to a certain extent.

But Yu Cheng attached so much importance to this little girl, and even took out incense and refining magic in exchange for her safety, which was a little interesting.

There was a piece of white jade inlaid on the carriage, which was inlaid with a fist-sized fist, which was injected into the Great Sun Fist by Zhou Zhang.

Zhou Zhang was flipping through an ancient book in his hand, and things about Guo'er flashed through his mind, and then he thought of Ruyi Tiangang Variety of Changes and Incense Refinement.According to some of the secrets Yu Cheng said, it can be known that the Ghost Sect should also have a supreme cultivation method, called the method of the gods.

However, only ghosts and immortals are qualified to comprehend and cultivate in this method of gods, and it has always been in the hands of the elders of the evil faction of the ghost sect.

This Great Elder cultivated to the Ghost Immortal Realm. He was hit hard during the encirclement and suppression that year, and escaped by luck, and has not appeared since then.

Zhou Zhang also didn't know if the Dharma of the Gods had anything to do with Ruyi Tiangang's Variety of Changes, but it was probably better to have a direction than blindly rambling.

At this time, the night was getting darker, and it was not suitable for traveling. Zhou Zhang found a meadow near the stream and stopped the carriage. Then the white jade light in the carriage gradually dimmed. Zhou Zhang also slowly closed his eyes and rested.

Soon, the night passed, the sun fell on the ground and hit the carriage, and the chirping of birds could be heard from time to time.

At this time, Zhou Zhang had slowly opened his eyes, got up from the soft couch, and then glanced at Guo'er next to him.I saw the little girl sleeping soundly, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly occasionally, very quiet and lovely.

After Zhou Zhang got out of the car and finished washing, there was a crisp cry from Guo'er's milk at this time: "Uncle"

Then he asked Guo'er to wash up again, and took out some food from the system backpack for the morning. After the two had eaten, they returned to the road.

Taocheng is not big, but because it is close to the river and is a traffic fortress, the merchants are prosperous and there is a lot of excitement everywhere.

Because the four men who survived last night rushed back overnight, the events of last night were being circulated all over the city at this time. When Zhou Zhang entered the city, it was unknown how many versions of last night's stories had been circulated.

This made Zhou Zhang occasionally smack his tongue when he heard it, but Zhou Zhang did not deliberately conceal his identity. After a while, his identity should also be exposed.

In Taocheng, Zhou Zhang took Guoer around for a day, and continued on the road the next day, getting closer and closer to Kunlun Mountain.

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"Jiutongshen is supreme, believers can prolong life, and can live long after death!"

"Jiutongshen parade, believers will not suffer from all diseases, and they can enter the court of gods after death!"

"Meditate on the Nine Links Sutra every day, eliminate disasters and solve difficulties, and good fortune is at the door!"

At this time, in a small county town, the streets were bustling and noisy. There was a large group of believers in white robes and full of zealous faces, carrying a half-human-height statue of a deity parading through the street. He fell to the ground, reciting unknown scriptures in his mouth, his face full of piety.

Chapter [-]: Integrity and wisdom are gods

"It's ridiculous, it's absolutely ridiculous! You wait for the believers of Jiutongshen, who don't do anything about production. They confuse people to chant scriptures all day long, donate money and money to build temples, and even let believers donate their wives and daughters to play with, so-called baptism. Shameless!"

At this time, on the street, a young man with a tall and upright posture, wearing a Confucian crown on his head, stood up and shouted angrily.

"Bold, where is the poor scholar who dares to slander the god of honor, let me take it!"

At this moment, the middle-aged man wearing a white robe embroidered with gold fringe was furious, and immediately asked the believers around him to take down the scholar.

"Without the canonization of the imperial court, they are all prostitutional sacrifices to evil gods. Promiscuous temples bring neither blessing nor disaster. People with cholera should be punished for their crimes. How many heads can you chop off?"

I saw that the scholar saw more than a dozen strong men rushing towards him fiercely. His body was not retreating but advancing, his eyes were like electricity, and he glanced at the person who rushed over, with a sonorous and awe-inspiring momentum.

Immediately, the people around them felt as if they were shaken by thunder, and their originally angry heads were instantly clear, and the movements of the people suddenly slowed down.

If a cultivator opens his eyes at this time, he can see a blazing white light rising from the top of the scholar's head, and the light exudes the aura of brightness, integrity, education and order.

In addition, around the white light, there are faintly moving characters one by one, as if they are expounding the Tao and the truth, shining brightly, every word is pearly.

There is a Confucian saying: the righteous and wise, die and become gods.Probably the great Confucian Pan Zhi, and people like the scholar in front of him!

Zhou Zhang pulled Guo'er to the side and watched, thinking in his heart.

This kind of scholar who has realized the righteousness of the noble, if someone builds a temple to worship after his death, he should not need to accumulate incense for decades or hundreds of years like ordinary people, and he can become a god on the spot.

Just as the people around were swept away by Haoran's righteousness, their minds became clearer, and after the surroundings became quiet for a few minutes, there was no warning in the hearts of the dozen or so strong men rushing in front of them, and nameless anger erupted again, instantly covering their minds .

"Jiutongshen blesses the world. He once said that he would definitely be blocked by demons, and now it has appeared!"

"The demon wants to stop us from eliminating disasters and getting blessings, and drives him away!"

"No, he should be caught and soaked in a pig cage and used to purify the demons in his body with divine fire!"

"catch him!"

Immediately, a dozen or so burly and burly men with bloodshot eyes, fierce faces, and a posture of killing demons and protecting the Dao, rushed towards the man frantically again.

This scholar wants to say that it is okay to kill demons and ghosts with Haoran's righteousness, but it is not easy to deal with ordinary people.

But fortunately, the Confucian scholars in this world still follow and learn the Six Arts, and this scholar still has a bit of time in his hands. As soon as he pulled out his long sword with a clanging sound, he began to fight against these evil god believers.

But this scholar is not a professional trainer after all, and he can't beat these Taoist guardians who were specially selected by Jiutongshen.In a short time, the scholar could only be defeated with a face full of unwillingness.

Immediately, the believers and believers on the street cheered, as if they really drove away the demons who wanted to destroy the blessings of the gods.

After what happened just now, the group of believers and believers seemed to have increased a lot of cohesion, and all of them were frantic, reciting the name of Jiutongshen aloud and praying for blessings.

It even gradually infected many surrounding people, making them move in their hearts and want to join in.

Seeing this situation, the middle-aged man holding the idol gave a look to the person next to him, and immediately the people next to him began to act one after another, distributing the so-called Jiutong Sutra to benefit the world.

The further west you go, the higher the mountains and the farther the emperor is, and there are many ghosts, ghosts, and ghosts.

Zhou Zhang couldn't help but sigh at this time.