There was a brief silence in front of Zhao Er's house, which was then broken by the woman's joyful voice.
"Sir, you are really awake! Does your head still hurt? How do you feel on your legs? Are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere else?"
Zhao Er scratched his head, stretched his legs again, and gasped slightly, "My legs, my legs still hurt... I remember that I seemed to have been knocked unconscious by a box of goods."
Old Xu clapped his hands and said, "Hey, Second Wife Zhao, what kind of medicine are you talking about? Is it so effective?"
The woman wiped her tears and said with a smile: "You may not believe it when I tell you. Just an hour ago, a young man in white clothes with an umbrella and an extraordinary temperament came to his door and sold two sets of medicine for only six cents. As a result, in the evening
You guys sent my officer back with just one injury on his leg and one on his head. Don't you think this means you can predict events like a god?
And today is June 6th, Liu Xian’s birthday. On this day, it is said that Liu Xian will descend to earth to bless the world. I am afraid that the person I met was Liu Xian who came to enlighten my disciples specially!
"
"Is it really that clever?" the round-bellied porter asked in surprise.
"It's true." The woman affirmed: "Liu Xian is the most charitable and friendly among the immortals. I heard that businessmen in the south all believe in Liu Xian, and Liu Xian is Liu Xian's immortal sect!
There are five great immortal families inside, as well as all kinds of demons and immortals. If you believe in the Liu Sect, your family will not be exposed to the five poisons, and you will not be afraid of tigers, leopards, and wolves in the wilderness!"
After hearing this, Lao Xu hurriedly said: "Second daughter-in-law Zhao, tomorrow I will ask my mother-in-law to come and learn from you how to pray to gods and worship gods. Then I will bother you again."
The woman waved her hand and said: "Old Xu, you are so polite. You also take care of my officials. Besides, Liu Xian doesn't have so many complicated etiquette. It's very simple and doesn't cost a lot of money."
"Hey, sister-in-law, can you also give some advice to my mother-in-law?"
"That's right, that's right, we all want to pay homage to the gods."
…
Outside Changhe Town, on the river embankment, Bai Jun walked by holding an umbrella. The night rain was getting heavier. The painted boats on the river bank were still as bright as daytime. There were endless lanterns and wine. In the misty rain south of the Yangtze River, there were countless singing orioles and dancing swallows, and flowery buildings and willow alleys.
Bai Jun sighed softly: "This Jinjing is really rich and charming."
After he finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and saw a stunning scene.
In the heavy rain at night, there was a woman in white standing on the bridge. She held an umbrella in one hand and danced her sleeves in the other. The umbrella was an oil-paper umbrella and her sleeves were white water sleeves. She danced with the sound of rain, and the wind blew her sleeves.
As the clouds move, the white paper umbrella rotates and throws out a curtain of raindrops. It is soft and fresh but has an indescribable unyielding temperament, which is breathtaking.
However, only Bai Jun can see such beautiful scenery, which is really pleasing to the eye but also regrettable.
At the end of the dance, the woman in white was already wet, her long sleeves were hanging down, and her white dress was close to her body. However, she closed her umbrella and turned it into a sword. When the sword moved, the cold light shone brightly. As she danced, the night was bleak. She looked like a fairy and a knight-errant woman. She said no.
It's so touching.
When the dance was over, the woman gave a half salute to Bai Jun across the long bridge in the rain, and said with a smile: "Since the Lord God has the spirit flute by his side, why don't you play the flute with Xi Niang and dance with him?"
Bai Jun smiled and said: "For the goddess's sake, my long flute fighting skills are still somewhat useful in killing enemies. In terms of music, it is not really beautiful. I don't dare to easily accompany the goddess's unique dance."
"Haha, the Lord God is humbled. I don't know how to call the Lord God?" Xiniang said with a smile.
"I'm Bai Jun, the God of Mount Hui."
"Oh? So you are the God of the Mountain?" Xiniang's eyes showed a bit of interest and curiosity, "Several goddesses and empresses I know are all talking about you."
Bai Jun was startled, then laughed and said, "Talk about me? I wonder what it is?"
"The God Lord of Mount Hui has an immortal appearance and profound magic power. He can even disregard the orders of the Holy Emperor and proclaim himself a god. He is so carefree that he envies us and other gods!" Xiniang looked at him with a half-smile but said slowly: "
This immortal appearance is not false, but I don’t know how powerful the magic power is."
Bai Jun's eyelids twitched, "Goddess, I wonder where these words came from?"
"Isn't this something everyone knows?" Xiniang asked curiously: "Don't you know the rumors about yourself? No one among the one hundred and twenty-two gods of mountains and rivers knows about it."
Bai Jun felt his head hurt. Seeing the other person's appearance didn't seem to be teasing him, but he was really puzzled, but he felt a little cold in his heart. He seemed to be very comfortable joking like this, and all the gods envied him, but wasn't this just
Are you trying to kill him? He's even pushed him to be the opposite of the Holy Emperor.
In the Jin Dynasty, no matter whether it was a god or a human being, there could only be one king, and that was Ying Ji.
Xi Niang smiled. She is a gentle and not coquettish woman. Such a smile is heart-warming. "I am the God of Dance in the Jin Dynasty. My God's residence is in the Dance God Palace in the east city of Jin Jing. If Bai Shenjun is free, I will
Come and chat."
Bai Jun came back to his senses and bowed his hands, "Thank you Xi Niang for your advice. I am deeply grateful."
"Haha, it's okay. I'm just a bystander, just watching the excitement."
Xi Niang put away her umbrella and sword, turned and left with a smile.
The summer rain gradually stopped, the wet ground reflected the light of water, and there were no pedestrians on the road. It was late at night, and the watchman banged the gong, shouted the last call to announce the time, and disappeared into the quiet high-walled narrow road.
Bai Jun sighed, feeling that there was a pair of big hands behind his back, controlling many people in the game.
He ignored the night traveler who stared at him in the dark. This was already the third time. The same was true for the day traveler who stared at him during the day.
Bai Jun shook his hand and made a "ding-dang-dang" sound, which was the sound of six copper plates colliding against each other.
He walked for a long time and stopped at a street corner, where he accidentally dropped a copper coin.
Then he walked to the stone beast at the archway on Xuanwu Street and threw a copper coin again.
…
He stopped six times and dropped six copper coins. When the coins hit the ground, they would make a clanging sound and disappear into the ground.
Then Bai Jun leisurely returned to the inn, opened the unsecured door, looked at the waiter who had fallen asleep and did not disturb him, and walked back to the room to sit cross-legged and adjust his breath.
On the long street, two nocturnal gods were muttering to each other.
"Hey, Chu Zi, why didn't we find the six copper coins thrown by Mr. Bai Shen?"
"I...I, how do I know?" Another black-faced wandering god stammered: "Human, Mr. Bai Shen... has a lot more magic power than us... so much. If you know, then I will let you be the god of the mountain.
Got it!"
"Humph, you idiot. The mountain god from three thousand miles away! This is the only one in the entire Jin Dynasty. What are you thinking?" The Painted-faced Youshen scolded: "If you continue to talk nonsense and let Lord Bai Shen sense it, I will
The two of us will have to walk away without food!"
"Then... let's report it to the city... the city god!"
"This is to be reported. Remember the directions. There may be some great mystery in these six places. If something goes wrong, we will be doomed."
…
Deep in the palace of the Jin Dynasty, Xiniang came to the side of the Holy Emperor and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, Xiniang has already met the Lord Bai Shen."
The Holy Emperor of the Jin Dynasty, Ying Ji, who was sitting on the nine-story high platform, was reviewing a series of memorials and asked without raising his head: "How do you feel?"
Xiniang said in a deep voice: "The little god can't see through it either. He just feels that there are layers of clouds covering his body, especially his golden eyes, which seem to be able to look directly into his heart and peer into his heart.
As for his magical power, although he is not weak, he definitely does not have the strength of a heavenly grade."
Ying Ji said calmly: "Then we'll see when the time comes. If it's really useful, then of course it's good. If it's really evil..."
…
In the Elemental Water Mansion, Bai Su and Bi Qing were listening carefully to a great demon in disguise telling them some demon cultivation techniques. This great demon in disguise was a black python demon, and it was only Huang Pin's strength.
He looked like a big man with a black face, but it was rare for a snake to take such a powerful shape.
The name of the black python demon is Xuanhu, and he is the demon general in the mansion. When he sees two demons of the same race entering the mansion, he will naturally take care of them, not to mention they are two extremely beautiful creatures of the same kind.
When Heihu was talking about inhaling the spiritual energy from the river bottom and needing to identify some miscellaneous poisons, his hand touched Biqing's waist dishonestly, causing her to smile delicately.
Seeing this, Bai Su said: "Sister, Black Dendrobium Demon General has taken so much trouble to teach us the Tao, how can you be so half-hearted? You'd better cultivate your mind."
Biqing's face turned red and she said, "Yes, sister. I know I was wrong."
Hei Hu smiled and said: "Bai Su, you don't have to be so serious. We are all of the same race. Giving you some advice is what I, the forerunner, should do."
He said that there was still a strong desire hidden in his eyes. The green and white snakes in front of him were the best snakes in both human form and body. As a male snake, he was surrounded by two extremely attractive females.
Snakes were always tormenting his concentration.
Bai Su smiled and said: "Yes, General. However, you just said that the place of cultivation is also very particular. So where in this water house is the best place for cultivation?"
Hei Hu looked at Bai Su looking at him seriously, and couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart, "Haha, our Elemental Water Mansion is the junction of Yuanjiang River, and with the Changhe Town on the ground, water and soil form the Xuanwu family, but water and soil
The two attributes are inherently in conflict with each other. If they want to create a treasure land for cultivation, special means are needed.
Legend has it that there is a treasure land in our water house, which harmonizes water and soil and moisturizes yin and yang, so that water and soil are interdependent, water and land take shape, and return to Xuanwu. However, even I don't know the secret of it."
Hearing this, Bai Su and Bi Qing secretly looked at each other, and a light appeared in their eyes.
…
June 20th, night.
Bai Jun manifested his spirit into a dream and entrusted the dream to Lu Ming'en, warning him not to act rashly. If things really come to the worst, he will tell him through the jade pendant of the family head.
He was worried that someone would use his idol to trick the Lu family into committing some serious crime of rebellion, which would implicate him.
Tomorrow, he will go to Wanmingyuan, where dozens of landscape gods have already arrived. Bai Jun also wants to get to know them, so as not to know about any shocking rumors about him.
He looked at the bright moon outside the window and chuckled. When a disaster comes, it is destined. If you can catch it, it will be an opportunity. If you cannot catch it, it will be a disaster.
Bai Jun sat cross-legged and continued to refine the medicinal power in his body. In a daze, he felt that the surroundings were confused and someone was calling him.
"We sincerely invite the Lord of the Mountain to come!"
"We sincerely invite the Lord of the Mountain to come!"
"We sincerely invite the Lord of the Mountain to come!"
The calls one after another finally allowed Bai Yan to see his surroundings clearly.
But there is an altar, with a Taoist priest holding a divine order. On the altar are five treasure flags with the inscription "God Lord of Mount Hui" on it, and three lit incense sticks.
Bai Jun asked: "Who summoned me?"
The Taoist priest raised his head and said respectfully: "The Lord of the Mountain, my uncle, Master Mai, has invited you."
He turned sideways, and a figure walked out of the clouds and mist behind him. He was wearing a green robe, a hairpin, and holding a clean fly whisk. He had a face of about fifty. He smiled kindly and said: "I am a poor Taoist who has forgotten the Taoist sect. I have seen a snake."
Mountain God Lord."
Bai Yan thought for a moment and then remembered that this Master Chi Meng once broke through the realm with the help of a battle with the Seven Gu Sect, and now it seems that he has succeeded. "It turns out to be Master Chi Meng. I heard that Taoist friends fought against several Gu masters of the Seven Gu Sect a few years ago.
I’m afraid it won’t take a few hundred years to reach the breakthrough level!”
Chimeng Zhenren smiled and said, "Mr. Baishen, you are so complimentary. The road for a poor Taoist is still far away. But the road for fellow Taoists is right now!"
Bai Jun's heart suddenly thought, "What does this mean, fellow Taoist?"
"Haha, I heard that all the demons under Lord Bai Shen are spiritual demons and immortals. They have brought blessings to the world and become righteous. They even established the Liu Sect and spread it widely in several small countries in the west.
Come to think of it, Lord Bai Shen will one day be able to rule the country with his teachings, and sooner or later these small countries will become Lord Bai Shen's divine domain."
Bai Jun didn't expect that the other party could see it so clearly, and he didn't deny it, "Haha, Master Chimeng, don't make fun of me. I'm just a demon body. How can I control the human dynasty?"
"Mr. Bai Shen, you can, and you are already doing it. But you are not doing enough. How useful will it be to control a small country like Chaoqi Country or Jiang Country?
You must know that the return of the land of the Sky-Swallowing Demon King will come in a hundred years, and Lord Bai Shen, as a snake, will bear the brunt!"
Bai Jun's face was as calm as a mountain, showing no emotion, "What does Chi Meng Zhenren want to say?"
"Haha, the meaning of Pindao couldn't be more obvious. Since the country is controlled by religion, why not control a huge empire like the Jin Dynasty? With the Jin Dynasty sitting on the land of 24 states, one country can be worth several thousand
This is a small country, even comparable to nearly half of the territory of three big countries. If it can be unified, Linnan Continent will be the place where fellow Taoists can settle down and live!"
Bai Jun was shocked. It seems that the neighboring country of Da Jin, Fengdu Kingdom, has begun to curb the development of potential opponents. "Taoist priest, are you kidding me? I am just a yellow-grade little demon. If I die, I will be in the poor mountains and rivers."
Calling him a god, Da Jin is too strong for me to think too much about."
Chimeng Zhenren said with a smile: "What if we have the support of the Wangdao Sect? Many gods among the Hundred Gods of the Great Jin Dynasty have already obeyed the oracles of the Wangdao Sect. As long as the gods nod, then the day when the Hundred Gods Banquet is held will be the day when the gods will be honored by Heaven.
The destiny of all living beings in the world. The heavenly level only lasts for a hundred years. Even if you rule the country with religion and control more than a dozen small countries, you may not be unable to step into the ranks of the true gods in the upper realm, the true gods and emperors!"
Bai Jun thought to himself: "Good guy, it turns out that everything is ready. I only need a leader, and I am not restricted by the laws of the Jin Dynasty. I have a large number of believers and deep spiritual power, so I have been favored by the Forgotten Dao Sect."