The Landlord lay on his bed and felt his vitality passing by rapidly.

The incense is so complicated...

He thought, regretting in his heart.

I wouldn't have accepted these things if I had known it.

Their friends are around me who come to see me off. The expressions on their faces seem to be not so beautiful, ha... Also, when they see their own fall, they may feel sad in their hearts. They are sad about their deaths and their friends' departures, and they will also be afraid of seeing each other's future end in themselves.

Compared to ordinary beasts, humans have become immortal.

Compared with ordinary people, Taoists who can live 120 years old are quite immortal.

But can you enjoy three or five hundred years of free time? Isn’t it considered immortality?

However, longevity has an end. When I was young, I felt energetic. For the sake of my great wish, even if I die, it would not be anything.

But the longer you live, the more you cherish your life. Only people's fear of death is even higher than that of ordinary people...

Lao Tudi wanted to speak, but he couldn't speak at all. His soul suddenly disappeared, his mind suddenly stinged, and his vision was dazed in front of him. He seemed to have a young boy in front of him. He knelt down and said that he hoped to be able to study and pass the imperial examination, so that his parents would not have to work hard. He said that his parents would farm every day, teach him to cherish food, and he also hoped to be a good official.

Later he passed the imperial examination and became an official. When he came back, he became more and more greedy.

The young man cried and said that he had no ability to prevent his parents from exempting his children from corvee labor. The extravagance of a meal later was enough to support five hundred people.

There is also a woman who says she desires the one who wants to marry into a rich family.

In the end, he couldn't help being lonely and a young woman came out of the wall. Some people came here to bow quietly and prayed to their brother to die on the road when they went out so that they could share most of their family property. Some people hoped that the affair would not be discovered. The kind-hearted old lady silently prayed to her daughter-in-law to give birth to a son. If it was a daughter, it would be better to have a miscarriage, and it would be better to have a miscarriage.

Later, I came here to pay my respects and said I was willing to be a clean official and practical matters, but what I thought about in my mind was how to get promoted step by step.

Promising to come here to shape the golden body, in the end it is just a golden powder to fulfill the wish.

One by one, the pictures occupied the mind, causing the dying old land to be confused. For a moment, he was on the platform and on the platform. He looked down at the people below, with sincerity on his face, as if he was just bowing down below, raised his head and saw the statue on the platform, frightened! It was clearly his face.

Everyone worships him.

Everyone worships themselves.

Slowly, the land almost couldn't remember who it was.

He raised his head and said that he was a poor scholar.

He turned around, hoping that his brother would die on the road.

He laughed loudly.

It was the old lady who gave birth to a daughter but after a miscarriage, she quietly hid in the woodshed and smiled secretly.

Like a weasel who died when he saw a chicken.

Juyun Ling Miaogong sighed with a sad look: "...I can't maintain my own spirit anymore, and the incense gathers the desires of sentient beings."

"If you want to control it, you must have the great enlightenment to suppress these desires, otherwise you should let them go with the wind."

"He can't do it..."

Juyun Lingmiao Gong couldn't bear to see his fall, so he sighed and turned around and left.

Such death does not mean the end of life, but the collapse of the spirit.

I no longer know [me].

How sad.

When he left, he suddenly saw the three pillars of fragrance from top to bottom. Ling Miao Gong had no intention, but he thought that the old land was poisoned by random absorption of incense, and gradually he was approaching death without even a wisp of fragrance. When he was about to die, three thin fragrances came. He couldn't help but feel that the changes in the world were really unreasonable and cold.

“Things of the world are impermanent, but that’s it…”

Lingmiao Gong sighed.

The sleeves swept away and sent them lightly, and the fragrance of three pillars swayed away, and they were sent to the other side of the land, and then turned around and left.

But he didn't notice that a trace of purple appeared faintly in the fragrance of these three pillars.

Extremely pure and honest!

And there is no desire for self, just a pure thank you.

It fell into the land and suddenly disappeared. The old land was originally submerged in the many desires and evil deeds represented by incense. The true spirit was lost, and its own nature was infected by many mixed desires and lost itself. Suddenly, it was clear and righteous. The chaotic aura seemed to be suppressed by this extremely clear and pure feeling of gratitude.

The breath of the old land was instantly calm.

Ling Miaogong, who had already walked several steps, noticed the abnormality and turned around suddenly, surprised. The rest of the earthlings were stunned. Looking at the incense, they all felt astonished in their hearts. I don’t know who it is, but the incense is actually so powerful that it can actually make a landlord who is about to fall due to the complexity of his spirit gather his spirituality again and prolong his life again?!

How pure is this Yuanshen cultivation!

What a pure thought?!

Juyun Lingmiao Gong turned around suddenly, took a few steps, reached out and pressed his hand on the forehead of the sleeping old land, checked the breath, and said in disbelief: "A lot of distracting thoughts and desires have been suppressed. Who can do this?"

"After entering the world and leaving the world, seeing the world, and still having a clear and upright thought?!"

"Or the Buddhist Arhats who have witnessed the eight sufferings of the world and vowed to save them all?!"

Many mountain gods were dumbfounded, but the mountain god who gathered in Yunfeng rushed forward and said hurriedly: "Brother Zhou is fine?"

Lingmiao Jingdao: "Yes..."

Only then did his tone return to his usual calmness and replied: "The distracting thoughts in the incense are suppressed."

"It can extend life for at least three months."

One bow to three fragrances, extending the life of the earth god for three months.

Needless to say, it is the many mountain gods and gods next to it.

Even Ling Miaogong felt incredible. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the residual fragrance. He wanted to trace the source from the root, but he could not grasp anything. The magic power flowed, and the last wisp of smoke dispersed. In this ethereal smoke, it seemed that he could only hear the gentle voice of the boy:

"Thank you for staying overnight in the land."

After calmness and silence, ripples appeared in the hearts of the gods. Ling Miao Gong looked at the old land that was sleeping, and then thought that there were countless earthly gods suffering from incense. This method was so mysterious. If he could ask him for help, or stabilize the situation of these earthly gods, at least he could make the old land behind him survive.

March is still too short... I don’t have time to re-revise the earth veins.

First, he sent a terrestrial god with extremely powerful skills to escape to inquire.

But in a moment, I've been back.

The man said in a muffled voice: "Brother Zhou's land temple has collapsed, nothing can be found."

"I just found this incense burner."

He held the incense burner in his arms.

Only a little new incense ash was left inside, which seemed a little lonely and eye-catching.

Put down this incense burner, and then the land comes back, saying:

"I went to ask about the [Cangfeng] and [Jiaotu] on the tower of this big city."

"They climbed up to look far away, without any means, but they could see things that ordinary people could not see. Ordinary demons and cultivators could not escape their eyes. They might know something wrong, so I went to ask."

The mountain god of Juyun Peak asked, "What did they say?"

"Have you ever seen such a young Taoist priest?"

The land that was hiding from the ground was full of strange faces: "The two of them pretended to be dead..."

"No matter how I say it, I won't reply."

"It's just like a real stone carved."

"The eyes don't move at all."

The mountain god Juyunfeng was dumbfounded, and the Lingmiao said: "Walking into the crowd, he refused to even [Chaofeng] and [Jiaotu] to talk about his origin. I am afraid he is a Taoist real person with great magical powers. The two of them, Xuanfeng, have little magical powers, but their eyesight is strong, especially good at seeking profit and avoiding harm..."

Others said, "How should we find this person now?"

Ling Miao Gong hesitated for a long time and said:

"If you use the art of divination to find it, it will be a bit rude, but after all, it involves the life and death of the land."

"I can only offend..."

"At that time, I will naturally personally sue for the apology."

Juyun Lingmiao announced the crime, then dragged the incense burner with his left hand and twisted a wisp of incense ash with his right hand.

Although he is a celestial god, he has been practicing all the way to this day and is the ancestral lineage of a state.

However, he also has extremely high attainments in Xuanmen magic.

Step forward and use the power of the Earthly Geese vein to activate magical powers.

Try to find the man who is the man [Healing the Foot]. In an instant, the Feng Shui veins under his feet had changed. Feng Shui theory is the most important direction. Therefore, the God of Diji Mountain is the most proficient. Together with the Dharma, he will be full of atmosphere. [Zhongzhou square, great sage, great compassion, wonderful Dharma and spiritual master] swept over his sleeves, and his magic power is extremely vague, which is a mantra.

We must calculate the whereabouts of the young Taoist.

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