Chapter 164: The Golden Dome of the Shrine, the Willow Sect
Author: hungry fish
Chapter 164: The Golden Dome of the Shrine, the Willow Sect
"Meet the emperor!" Twelve Lang saluted respectfully.
Bai Jun turned around and said with a smile: "How have you been these days? Are all the fox cubs settled?"
Twelve Lang's tense heart relaxed as soon as he saw this situation. This is the only time when the emperor is the most approachable. Even if he is usually indifferent to emotions and anger, and never criticizes the monsters harshly, but because
The word "Emperor" on his body made the demons dare not have the slightest intention to go beyond him.
Hu Twelve Lang straightened up, walked to Bai Jun, smiled, and said in a more relaxed tone, "Don't worry, Emperor, those fox cubs have settled down. I found an underground heating cave for them, and asked Sister Chi Lian to borrow it.
I caught a big snake and put it in the hole to scare them away from running around again."
Bai Jun laughed when he heard this and said, "You, the fox ancestor, are really cruel."
"Hey, it's better to be stricter with the younger generations. Otherwise, how can we control those flirtatious foxes?" Twelve Lang said confidently.
Bai Jun nodded, no longer talking about the tribe, but changed the topic.
"A few days ago, Chendie successfully passed through the tribulation and is about to be promoted to demon leader. What are your thoughts?"
Hu Twelve Lang paused in his heart, secretly thinking that something was wrong, and hurriedly said with a smile: "Of course I would like to congratulate Sister Chen. I have known her for more than four hundred years, and it is comforting to my heart that an old friend can survive the catastrophe and transform."
Bai Jun didn't laugh or get angry, and said calmly: "Is that all? Don't you have other thoughts in your heart? I want to listen to the truth, and there is no need to say those charming words that confuse the Lord."
"This..." Twelve Lang's heart trembled, and he quietly raised his head and glanced at Bai Jun's face. The emperor stood with his back to him and his hands behind his back. Facing the morning light, it was so white that people dared not look directly at it. It was a bit dazzling and stinging.
His fox eyes.
He suddenly knelt down and said: "Please give me a clear warning! Even though I, the Twelve Master, am the demon leader of Kushan Mountain, I still have the heart to follow the Tao. I have been hiding my abilities for a long time and I definitely have no evil intentions. I am just worried that the big tree will attract wind and hinder the future."
Trouble and worry.”
Bai Jun smiled and said, "Are you finally willing to tell the truth? The fox clan is born with extraordinary intelligence, and the fox heart and seven orifices are a god-given treasure. I don't blame you for hiding your own stupidity for your own safety, but you must know that there are benefits to having a big tree. Gou
There are also disadvantages to hiding among the grass.
Although the tree is big and attracts the wind, it can receive the rain, dew, sun and moon sent by God, making it strong. Although the grass is safe, it loses the blessing of rain and dew.
Those tactics and methods of survival are human tricks. If you want to make progress in the demon mansion, you don't need to do it."
Cold sweat broke out on Twelve Lang's body, and he nodded hurriedly: "Yes! Yes! The little demon will definitely remember the emperor's words in his heart."
"Okay, get up." Bai Jun turned around, stared at him and said: "Twelve Lang, you have the Xuanhu bloodline in your body, but it is too thin. If there is no external force and opportunity, you will transform into the Thunder Tribulation City
but.
You have practiced hard for more than six hundred years, and your magic power is enough to rank among the top three among the demon leaders. I have a drop of towering dew of creation here. If you refine it and fuse it, it can stimulate your bloodline to return to your ancestors, derive amazing talents and supernatural powers, and greatly improve your strength.
, survive the thunder catastrophe of transformation.
I will give it to you today, I hope you can cultivate well and not let me down!"
Hu Twelve Lang was overjoyed and said hurriedly: "Don't worry, Emperor, Twelve Lang will definitely practice hard in the future and transform into another form as soon as possible. I will live up to your high expectations!"
Bai Yan stretched out his hand a little, and a spiritual light merged into Twelve Lang's body, "When you go back, start retreating. When you come out of retreat, I hope you will be the fourth commander of the Demon Mansion!"
Twelve Lang said excitedly: "I will definitely live up to the emperor's trust!"
Bai Jun looked at Twelve Lang's leaving figure and thought of Hu Qiniang. Most of the fox clan are charming and flirtatious, but if the fox's heart is moved by true love, it will be difficult to move.
Among the demons in the mountains, Zhu Xing has been cultivating for five hundred years and is extremely powerful. There is also Fang Xiu, who is still a few years away from reaching the boundary of transformation. Bai Jun did not choose them because of the physical and external differences between these two.
The world is still involved. If the secret of his blood is unintentionally exposed, then Bai Jun may become a blood pool and be used as a treasure by the immortals to support and squeeze his value.
This is a monster born and raised in the mountains. Only by finding out the basics can you feel more at ease. As for Xiaotongzi, Jieshu and others are still a few hundred years behind in their cultivation. Even with his blood, they will not be able to break through to the realm of transformation immediately.
Now that the Demon Mansion on Mount Fei will be faced with a beast tide in less than a month, it would be good to have one more great demon in disguise. Moreover, Hu Twelve Lang is also particularly extraordinary among the demons. Bai Jun believes that
He won't let himself down.
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March in Yangchun, late spring and early summer, is when the mountains are at their most beautiful.
The mountains are full of flowers, the mountains are green, birds are soaring in the sky, beasts are roaming the mountains and forests, prey and hunters are constantly changing, every scene in nature is full of vitality, all about hunting for survival and reproduction.
In the thirteen snake dens, countless snakes are entangled together. Spotted snakes, brown snakes, black snakes, pythons, and countless snakes put their soft and delicate bodies on the bodies of their own species, and they are carrying on.
An ancient and sacred ritual.
Bai Jun stood beside the lake just outside the sky, looking at the countless "snake balls" floating on the lake, with a smile on his face. This year, many descendants of the same race will be born.
He no longer has to suppress and control the number of snakes, and they can reproduce as much as they want in the future.
In his eyes, the scene in front of him is a major event of racial reproduction, not the obscene images in human minds. This is the natural law of natural selection and survival of the fittest, and the way for species to be passed down through the ages.
However, some snakes were a little too excited, stirring up the water in the lake and swaying again and again.
While he was smiling, suddenly the water in the lake opened in front of him, and a golden python about ten feet long poked its head out of the lake. It stood upright, spit out a snake letter, and rested its head on Bai Jun's shoulder.
The yellow snake's body rubbed against his neck, and the snake's head leaned against his ear, spitting out messages and tickling his ears.
If someone sees this scene, they will be horrified and think that it is a python that is about to eat people, or it is a snake monster.
However, since the ban on Mount Hui, even though it is less than a hundred miles away from the villages and towns at the foot of the mountain, no mortals will break in.
Bai Yan stretched out a hand, pushed away the golden python's head, and said calmly: "Golden Grub, as a demon, you can't lose your head due to mere animality."
He lowered his head and glanced at the lower tail of the golden grub, and with a flick of his finger, a ray of cold light shot into its lower tail.
In an instant, the golden grub was shaken all over, and it crawled limply on the ground as if the whole snake had been drained of its bones.
The golden grub neighed dissatisfied, and Bai Jun said disapprovingly: "Stand here, don't let the reproduction plan be disturbed."
The golden grub snake's eyes were wet with water, and it looked at him aggrievedly, then slowly swam and coiled on the shore.
Its pure golden body looked very dazzling under the sunlight, and it was extremely beautiful. Bai Jun couldn't help but look at it twice. This little guy was born as a monster. If he has not been killed by beasts, he will have to go through some hardships in the future.
Only then can you grow up slowly.
The golden grub is the most perfect result of Bai Jun's control over hundreds of kinds of grubs and snakes. Not only is he gifted with supernatural powers, he has a body like a python and is extremely powerful. His understanding of the vitality of heaven and earth is astonishing. Now he has begun to swallow it.
The energy of heaven and earth is received.
I remember when I was one year old, I was still sitting in a mud hole thinking about what to eat.
Bai Jun walked back to the mountain and glanced at the top of the Snake King Valley. Over the years, Huang Shu has occasionally adjusted the earth's atmosphere and dredged the roots of the mountains when he had some free time. Now the mountain is hundreds of feet high.
The top of the mountain is still covered with white snow, and the sunlight looks like a miracle on the Golden Summit of Yunshan.
In the human world not far away, what was once a small Zhuangjia Village has gone through more than 700 years, and is now Laozhuang County.
When the wonders of the Golden Dome of Mount Hui were revealed in the sun, the people in Laozhuang County were all moved and excitedly shouted for a miracle and the emperor appeared.
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The outermost peak of Hui Mountain is called Shenggong Peak, which is only two hundred feet high. The top of the mountain is the Emperor's Shrine, and behind the Shenggong Peak is the Golden Peak, which is more than three hundred feet high. It looks like the Golden Peak towers over the Shenggong Peak.
In my arms.
The Imperial Shrine complex is majestic and majestic. It is located on the top of the Shrine. Its background is the miraculous golden peak!
From this year onwards, more and more people came to observe the miracles of the Golden Summit of the Imperial Palace, and Laozhuang County became increasingly prosperous.
Speaking of which, the reason why Laozhuang County became a county is because it is close to the Emperor's Shrine on Mount Fei. This is not only the main palace of the Emperor's Shrine, but also the ancestral place of the Liujiao altar. Liujiao believers from all over the world will come to pay homage to the Emperor.
As the number of people increases, tourists and merchants will appear, followed by small merchants and hawkers, and then more and more inns, merchants, and shops. Over the course of hundreds of years, a county town will gradually form.
This year, on June 6th, Laozhuang County was very lively.
Thousands of households put wicker sticks on their doors, open their courtyard doors, put fresh eggs in the vestibule, set altar tables with idols in the atrium, place three animals (chickens, ducks, and fish), five-color bowls, five snacks, five bowls of rice, and piles of jujube cakes.
, cuttings of willow, and incense sticks placed in front of the table. The head of the family will lead the family and arrange them according to their seniority. They all kneel down and kowtow, congratulating Liu Xian on his birthday, and respectfully inviting Liu Xian to the house.
On this day, the Liuxian Temple Fair on the street is very lively. After the noon banquet, families will go shopping with their children. There will be various snacks and miscellaneous things, small vendors traveling around the world, and artists from all over the world.
Because of this, Liu Jiao even gave these people a title, called Nine-rate people.
However, there is no distinction between the upper and lower streams. Workers, craftsmen, merchants, actors, prostitutes, servants, farmers, doctors, soldiers, etc. all belong to the nine streams.
At the Emperor's Shrine on the mountain, the high priest of the Liu Sect presides over the celebration, and the divine envoys and hundreds of tribes gather together. After the celebration, they also deal with matters of the different religions in the religion, and make quantitative plans, etc.
Currently, the person presiding over the celebration is Bai Jingxing, the only high priest of the Liu Sect. The chief bishop will only preside over the ceremony in person every ten years.
For Bai Jingxing, the high priest, the gods of the Liu Sect are not convinced. After all, the high priest must choose from these gods. Some people have been working hard for decades but did not expect to suddenly come to the air. In their hearts
How could it be accepted?
Moreover, the leader of the bishop once said that anyone with more than a hundred tribes can practice immortal magic and have a long life. They are not sure about the specific details, but as long as they can live longer, they will have the desire to move forward.
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After all, most of Liu Jiao's disciples are Immortals, and it is rare for them to live longer than fifty, because using the art of inviting gods requires sacrificing lifespan.
Some spells are as small as losing a few days of life, but there are also many spells that can kill ten, twenty, or even thirty years! So even though they are all arrogant and have magical powers, in fact they all cost their lives.
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Now that life span can be extended, who among them would not be moved?
As for the Immortal Technique, it was the Changchun Yuan Refining Technique that Bai Jun found in the stacks of books of the Seven Gu Sect. This is a wonderful book. After practicing it, you can extend your life, but the magical powers and spells are pitifully weak.
After cultivating to the highest level, it only lasts for more than a thousand years, and its strength is comparable to the weakest middle-level existence. But even so, it is a rare secret book of the immortal family in the world.
Bai Jun took it and used it as the sacred skill of the Liu Sect. From then on, the bishop's life span was a thousand years. The three high priests had to practice this skill to the sixth level before they could hold it, and their life span was five hundred years.
If you practice to the third level, you can become the Twelve Divine Envoys, with a lifespan of two hundred years. The leader of the Hundred Departments must also practice the first level, and you can live to be a hundred years old and enjoy your life.
Therefore, Wang Weichuan has been living in a simple way for these years, practicing hard to teach the magical skills, and now he has reached the fourth level. Even though this magical method is very simple, not all mortals can practice it well, at least for most people.
For most people, reaching the third level of cultivation is already the limit.
In this way, the leaders of the Liu Sect will be able to stay at peace within themselves and will not focus on fighting for power and gain, but will pay more attention to cultivating immortal magic and longevity.
At the same time, each level of magic formula can only be taught orally if you have made great achievements, and you need to make a poisonous oath not to spread it. As for how to guarantee it, there will be Gu insects as the guarantor.
The various branches of the Liu Sect are gradually improving, and the people in the sect no longer rely solely on asking gods to cast spells, but are more like a combination of sects and sects.
In this way, Bai Jun will also have the power of a human sect to use in the future. Therefore, he is still paying more attention to the development of the Liu Sect. Maybe after a thousand years, the Liu Sect will no longer be just a small human sect, but a big one.
teach!
Bai Jingxing's talent is extraordinary. Even without the guidance of a famous teacher, he has reached the second level of cultivation in just a few years. The other divine envoys have not even seen the technique now.
This was also done deliberately by Bai Jun. At least there should be differences in strength between different levels, otherwise the desire to seize power would still be easily born.
Bai Jingxing is the only high priest of the Liu Sect, and the other two sacrificial positions are still vacant. He is wearing a sacrificial robe and is in a high position. Seeing the perfunctory look of everyone under him, he is not angry and said calmly: "
Dear envoys, heads of hundreds of departments, I looked at the history of the religion a few days ago and found that the Liu Sect's missionary progress has almost stagnated in the past fifty years, and has been limited to the states in the southern part of the Jin Dynasty, not to mention the Tianzhu Kingdom.
The Kingdom of Jin in the northwest has not been introduced to the Kingdom of Yan for fifty years, so the envoys are too perfunctory, right?"
Everyone was silent, and the leaders of the Hundred Departments did not dare to say anything. They were just the heads of the group, and their status was too low to speak. There were only eight of the Twelve Divine Envoys present, but they all pretended not to hear, lowering their heads and saying nothing.
Word.
The atmosphere in Liu Jiao Tongzheng Hall became stiff, and no one made a sound.
Bai Jingxing sneered. He was no longer the stupid young boy he used to be. These decades of experience were not in vain.
On Mount Hui, Bai Jun looked at the Tongzheng Hall with great interest. The Imperial Palace Temple was right next door. Although his statue would not move, he could still hear it.
Bai Jun lay leisurely on the willow tree and said with a smile: "Why don't you care?"
The leader of the Divine Realm said calmly: "If I have to take care of such trivial matters, then I will never have peace. But you, the beast tide is approaching, but you still have time to look at trivial matters?"