"Go to celebrate first, retreat without celebration is incomplete!"

Zhou Yi's escape light fell into Moyun City, and his body turned into a handsome young man in a flash. He asked everyone.

"Where can I listen to music in the brothel?"

The pedestrian pointed to the southeast direction: "Hehuan Garden!"

"This name seems to have a lot of origin!"

The tramps that Zhou Yi has visited over the past thousand years are eighty, such as Spring Breeze, Xiaoxiang, Yihong, Full Moon, etc., which are all names that are asked by scholars to pick from the Four Books and Five Classics.

After all, those who listen to music in the brothel are either literati or pretend to be literati and poets. Ordinary people are reluctant to spend a few taels of silver to drink tea.

This is indeed the first time I heard a name as straightforward as Hehuanyuan.

"Be sure to have a long experience."

The light of escape fell on the north of the city, and Zhou Yi was not in a hurry, and walked slowly with his hands in his arms.

Time flies, and the scenery changes.

The scenery of Moyun City is very different from that time. Because the 100,000 mountains produce a large amount of wild ginseng and other precious medicines, it attracted wealthy businessmen from Yunzhou countries and made loud noises with different accents.

The pedestrians on the street are no longer coated with animal skins, nor are they no longer cows, tigers, wolfs, and more clothes of various colors and textures.

The crowds are full of people, and it's very lively.

Zhou Yi stopped and went to the store from time to time, or walked around in front of the stall.

I heard the people chatting and talking and learned that the city lord's mansion relied on collecting transaction tax for wealthy merchants to maintain the operation of Moyun City. As long as the 100,000 mountain treasure medicines are not exhausted, this tax is much higher than the agricultural tax.

After all, Moyun City is located in mountains and valleys. Even if it has been reclaimed for hundreds of years, there are only some plains and fields around the city, so there is not enough food to supply in the city.

There is another reason. The people in the city all practice qi, blood and martial arts, and the agricultural tax cannot be collected at all!

"So rich and peaceful, it's like a paradise."

The more Zhou Yi walked towards the center of the city, he found that the shops on both sides gradually turned into wine shops, with a rich aroma and a long-lasting fragrance.

Looking forward, the whole street is filled with shops for making and drinking.

The noodle bench outside the wine shop was filled with wine lovers in all kinds of clothes, including the young master in Jinyi and the short-drawn Liba. The steady and elegant sitting posture was straight, and the legs were crossed casually and comfortably.

The sound of drinking was heard one after another, and there were cheers coming from time to time. Someone must have drank the whole jar in one breath!

Zhou Yi has no distinction between high and low people, but after living for a long time, it is inevitable that he will be influenced by the rules of this world. When he sees such a situation, he immediately becomes interested.

He found an empty seat and sat down, called the waiter to drink, and asked a reward of Yindouzi.

"Man, do we drink like this?"

"You must have just come to Moyun City for the first time, and I don't know the customs here."

The guy skillfully put away the silver beans and explained with a smile: "We care about the fact that there is no size or size in the wine. Other lands have magnitude and inferiority. As long as we go to the wine table, it will be the same. This custom has been passed down for hundreds of years, and even if the elder comes, he will not be able to put on airs."

Zhou Yi was interesting to listen to and asked, "What is the origin of this custom?"

"Of course, there are legends that five hundred years ago, there were all human-eating monsters in the mountains. The golden god felt compassion and established Moyun City to protect the people."

The guy explained a lot to others and said concisely: "Because the Golden God likes fine wine, he often becomes a mortal and tastes it everywhere, the city lord's mansion ordered that the wine shop cannot treat anyone differently, so as not to neglect the gods."

"This rule has been passed down for hundreds of years and has become a custom here, just like the people in Yunzhou set off firecrackers during the New Year."

“Funny and fun!”

Zhou Yi nodded with a smile, opened the wine jar and sniffed it. The taste was purer than it was hundreds of years ago.

Gudong Gudong drank a jar of wine and bought two more jars of storage bags. After that, each wine shop stayed for a while and tasted it, he bought two jars.

Until the center of the city.

A bronze statue three or four feet tall was seen from a distance, with a semi-sitting posture as a whole. It was not a chair or a lotus platform, but a strong yellow cow with two horns covered with gold powder, and the sun shining brightly.

The black tiger lies at his feet, and the Turtle Prime Minister serves aside, with a golden eagle standing on his shoulders, and his wings spread out and trying to fly.

The two rows of pillars in front of the statue are engraved with mysterious textures. If you look closely, you will see the words in a staggered order. You will recite them according to some mysterious rule, with a long tone, as if you are whispering.

at this time.

A man and a woman, under the guidance of the sacrifice, kowtowed three times and nine times to the statue of the gods, and after the ceremony was completed, they offered incense.

The sacrifice announces that men and women will become husband and wife under the witness of the Golden God, and they must be united forever in the future.

The tribesmen from both sides who were watching the ceremony nearby cheered loudly and sent blessings to the bride and groom. Among them, the groom's mother was offering incense and requesting sacrifices to inform the golden god that the bride could give birth to strong children.

"The Golden God is willing to protect the world, but we cannot be greedy!"

The priest asked, "I wonder if it is to choose to be strong like a cow, fierce like a tiger, free like an eagle, or long-lived like a turtle?"

The mother was a devout believer of the Golden God, and bowed to the sacrifice and said, "The Golden God is above, and the old woman does not ask for her grandson to be well-known, as long as she is as peaceful as a turtle."

The priest nodded slightly and began to recite the high-spirited mantra again, which finally indicated that the Golden God had received the prayer.

"Well, I did receive it."

Zhou Yi was listening not far away, and he bent his fingers and the light of the spirit fell into the couple's bodies, and all the hidden diseases and secret injuries disappeared.

After the bride and groom left, the sacrifice received several believers' prayers. Most of them asked the Golden God to bless peace, some also asked to go into the mountains to find precious medicine, and even directly asked to get rich and become rich.

In the eyes of the people of Moyun City, the Golden God belongs to the god who ruled everything, and he asks for everything.

Zhou Yi was in line for half an hour and finally it was his turn to step forward and insert the prepared incense into the large tripod in front of the statue.

The priest observed Zhou Yi's clothes and dressed up and said, "Are you a foreigner?"

Zhou Yi bowed to the statue and bowed and said, "I am from Qingzhou and traveling around. The first time I heard the legend of the Golden God, I came to worship him."

"respect……"

The priest's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "It seems that fellow Taoists have been passed down for a long time and know what happened hundreds of years ago?"

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "I heard a little bit that it is rare for the demon clan to protect the human clan!"

"Don't tell others about this, and you will be expelled from the city if you are beaten."

The priest said: "The Golden God is no longer a demon clan, but a totem of Moyun City, like an immortal god worshipped by the Taoist sect and a Bodhisattva who bows to the Buddha."

Zhou Yi asked again: "Dare you ask why gold is the name of the god?"

The sacrifice said: "Jin is the surname of God, named Yi, which is the origin of all the Moyun City."

"Thank you for your advice!"

Zhou Yi did not ask too much, and there were still many people behind him waiting for worship.

Leave the center of the city.

Looking back at the towering bronze statue, the traces left by wind, frost, rain and snow seemed to be increasingly ancient and vicissitudes, and Zhou Yi couldn't help but feel emotion.

"I can actually become a totem and be prayed and worshipped by all the people!"

"It's time to celebrate!"

Until Hehuan Garden.

Zhou Yi arrived at the earth and observed for a moment to confirm that he had been here.

After the war between the two people started, many monks came to Moyun City to take refuge. Among them, there was a real person named Lu Lin who taught the method of dual cultivation to fox demons and snake demons, and they benefited each other and earned a lot of spirit stones.

Hundreds of years have passed, and Zhenren Lu has long died, but his inheritance has not been cut off.

Moyun City has been expanded several times and is not the same as before. Zhou Yi didn't notice it at the beginning. Now he has seen some familiar traces, but he still doesn't know the origin of Hehuan Garden.

"After living for a long time, there are old friends everywhere!"

When the madam saw Zhou Yi wandering around the alley, she thought it was the young master who was thin-skinned and twisted his waist.

"Cheer, please come in there!"

The madam was familiar with her arms, holding Zhou Yi's arms, with a broad and soft mind: "Young master is the first to come to Moyun City? We are not ordinary girls here. They are all proficient in the method of dual cultivation. Not only can they be weak, but they can also strengthen their bodies."

Zhou Yi said: "Is it a Taoist secret technique?"

"Young Master is not an ordinary person, he is knowledgeable."

The madam said proudly: "We have been passed down here for five or six hundred years. It is both a gang and a martial arts sect, Hehuan Sect. As long as the young master has enough money, he will stay for one or two years and ensure that his internal strength will be greatly improved."

"Then let's stay for two years."

Zhou Yi only felt that the world was wonderful. The dual cultivation method passed down by Lao Dao Lu had evolved into a martial arts sect.

...

There are many things in this world that Zhou Yi can't see. Some can control them, and some can't control them, but there is only one enemy that can be called.

Dragon Emperor.

"I'm a little mean!"

Zhou Yi chose the mountain peak north of Bibotan, where he was retreating, but he had no name, but now he became Kunlun Mountain.

After the ancestral vein was cut off, the Dragon Emperor sacrificed his blood to the demon clan under his command in an attempt to avoid the great disaster of the Dharma-Ending Death.

The inheritance of human race relies on books and books of classics, while the demon race returns to the bloodline. As long as the bloodline is traced long enough, the inheritance of the ancient demon god will automatically emerge.
To be continued...