I Am Immortal In The Cultivation World Chapter 281

"Mingcha?"

Jin Yangzi's voice was cold, and he looked up and down the magistrate Zhao, as if he was thinking about where to cut the knife.

The inspector, the cultivator, was in charge of arresting the evil spirits, and he had seen a lot of evil spirits and heretics, and his xinxing was unavoidably affected.

"This officer can kill you now, or let you go!"

"My lord, a few days ago, I went to Beijing to meet my teacher..."

Zhao Tai's topic changed, and he dared to show up at this time because he was relying on it: "I learned that Your Majesty is very dissatisfied with the Daheng Immortal God, and intends to restart the Jingcha and the grand plan, and take a test every ten years to eliminate the divine governance!"

"Kingcha!"

Jin Yangzi's eyes narrowed slightly, his awe-inspiring killing intent dissipated in an instant, and his voice was like a spring breeze turning into rain.

"Yushi Zuo's name has spread all over the capital, and since he is his disciple, he will not join forces with the land of Linyang. This official found out from a soul search that the land of Linyang was coerced by your family, so he had to lie to the snake, and he did not share the loot!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand and put the Wish Power Bead into his cuff.

"Thank you sir."

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The magistrate of Zhao breathed a sigh of relief. The land **** had ravaged Linyang County for five years, and the local officials had not reported it to the court.

What Jin Yangzi said was the best solution. At most, he would be condemned by the court and would not be convicted.

Jin Yangzi asked: "Tell me about the Jingcha and the big plan, what is the specific process?"

The Jingcha is to assess the officials of the capital city, and the grand plan is to assess the officials of the local prefectures and counties. These two systems were established by the Great Heng Taizu. At that time, countless officials were unqualified in the assessment.

As Daheng was established for a long time, there were several unreliable emperors in the middle, and the assessment system gradually relaxed until it was completely abandoned a thousand years ago.

"According to my teacher, Your Majesty intends to build a new survey department to be responsible for surveying and verifying officials."

The magistrate of Zhao said: "This department has spared the six ministries of the cabinet and is directly responsible to His Majesty. It has the right to arrest and torture officials who have found out the crime!"

Jin Yangzi said faintly, "No wonder people say that nowadays they are mean and unkind and suspicious by nature. When the Department of Investigation and Nuclear Investigation has been established, isn't it directly pressing on this official?"

Zhao county magistrate bowed his body, cold sweat poured out and dared not raise his head, and the five senses of the mana ban were ignored.

After a while.

When he looked up again, the hall was empty, and Jin Yangzi had disappeared.

The magistrate Zhao turned around and left, and was about to return to the yamen, when he went out to meet Master Miaozhu Huang.

"Caomin Huang San'er, meet the great master Qingtian!"

Huang San'er knelt down on the ground, banged his head three times, and said, "The evil **** wants to poison the people for the sake of incense. In order to expose his true face, I endure the humiliation and make a temple blessing."

Zhao county magistrate raised his brows, this sounded a bit familiar, and he asked after a moment of indulgence.

"Even if you endure humiliation, can you collect evidence?"

"Naturally."

Huang San'er said: "Caomin has been undercover for decades, and he has gained the trust of the evil god. He is responsible for managing the incense money in the temple, and it has accumulated tens of thousands of taels."

"This official has always been clear-headed, fair and strict."

Zhao county magistrate held an air and said solemnly: "Don't think about bribing this official with gold and silver, these incense money are the hard-earned money of the people of Linyang!"

Gold and silver jewelry can't get into the eyes of a foundation-building cultivator. Any spiritual item on weekdays would cost thousands of taels of silver to sell. Some rare medicinal pills are already priceless.

In order to survive, Huang San'er scratched his ears and scratched his cheeks as he recalled: "A few years ago, I accidentally heard the evil **** talking to the mountain god. It seems that some treasure was buried in a cave somewhere in Wushan."

"There are still stolen goods!"

The county magistrate Zhao was immediately moved. The legacy of the two Jindan Zhenjun must be a great opportunity for the foundation-building cultivator, and he asked quickly.

"Think about it, where is the loot buried?"

Huang San'er asked, "My lord, then my crime..."

"What crime?"

The magistrate of Zhao said, "Your Excellency has already proved that this official has long been in vain with that evil spirit, and Mr. Huang is under the command of this official, and he did not hesitate to take risks to go undercover in the Temple of Earth."

"Not only is he innocent, but he has merit! The Yamen warehouse lacks a chief, and you will be the one in the future."

"Thank you, Master Qingtian!"

Huang San'er was immediately overjoyed, the warehouse manager is a fat man, and he can make a fortune by just catching some oil and water.

Yuanding seventy-six years.

The Linyang County land case was beheaded on the spot by the head of the Supervision Division.

The county magistrate put up notices everywhere, attributing all the disasters and murders in Linyang County in recent years to the gods of the land.

The backlog of cases in the county government office was cleared up in no time.

The former Master Huang, the current Huang Treasurer, wore the official yamen uniform under the notice, preaching the evil deeds of the land god.

Just a few months.

The land gods in Linyang County were worshipped by all the people, and fell into adults to shout and beat them.

half year later.

The court issued awards and praised the magistrate of Linyang for sticking to the bottom line and not joining forces with the evil spirits.

At the same time, the county magistrate of Zhao temporarily took over the land of Linyang for ten years.

The meaning of the imperial court is obvious. Because of Lin Yang's evil deeds on the land, it is difficult to obtain the power of incense in a short period of time, and other Jindan cultivators are reluctant to come here to clean up the mess.

Ten years later, the people have almost forgotten the past, and they will be able to send new land.

Zhao county magistrate Ruoruo has been promoted to Jindan in ten years, and he has been directly transformed into an official land god. He is also a ninth-rank official. The transformation from an official to a righteous **** can be regarded as a big step!

half year later.

Usan.

after rain.

The mountains are hazy, and the birds are chirping.

Zhou Yi strolled through the deep forest and saw a temple on the mountainside.

The mud and tiles were broken, only half of the wall was left, and half of the statue was lying under the wall, which was already covered with moss.

"The world is impermanent. Last year, the mountain temple, which was very popular last year, only has a few broken walls."

Zhou Yi waved his hand to photograph the deity from the rubble, and could barely tell that it was a tiger-headed human body and was wearing armor. It was the God of Wushan Mountain.

A demon king of Jindan period, occupying the mountain **** position for more than a hundred years.

Last year, Jin Yangzi investigated the Linyang land case, and beheaded the mountain **** along the way. Since he was not the righteous **** canonized by the imperial court, it was similar to beheading a demon, so the county government announcement did not mention it.

The wild gods of mountains, rivers and rivers should be killed in the eyes of the imperial court!

Yuntong Hebo, who is also a wild god, did not receive any punishment, not even a verbal reprimand.

"Background, it works anywhere!"

Zhou Yi did not need to investigate to know that Yuntong Hebo had Yuanying Dragon Lord as his backing, and Dragon Lord was blessed by a more powerful dragon family.

The dragon clan is the most protective of the calf, and they will never be punished by the clan for crimes committed by the same clan.

"Occupying Wushan, first of all devote yourself to cultivation, and slowly get in touch with fellow Taoists. After you understand Dongsheng Shenzhou clearly, you must find a backer, otherwise you will be cleaned up!"

In recent years, Zhou Yi has already inquired about what His Majesty has done since he ascended the throne.

Emperor Yuan Ding has been in charge of Daheng for more than 70 years, and he has killed more righteous gods than in the past two hundred years.

According to this person's temperament, in the next hundred and twenty years, Daheng's tossing will inevitably be turned upside down.

"Either Yuanding ZTE, or accelerate the collapse of Daheng!"

In Zhou Yi's eyes, the 2,500-year-old Daheng's chronic illness has penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

The reason why it does not collapse is because the imperial court is controlled by the cultivators of the gods, and the people at the bottom are powerless to resist.

Daheng replaced the previous dynasty, and it was the Taizu who broke through the transformation of the gods and rose up, and the clouds joined the scene.

According to folklore, Daheng Taizu is still alive, and he made the rules of changing emperors in two hundred years.

Go to the top of Mount Wu.

Zhou Yi's eyes sparkled, observing the direction of the mountains, and soon found the place where the feng shui weather converged.

Escape light fell.

There are also the ruins of a mountain temple here, the area is much larger than that of other realms, and it should be the place where the predecessor of the mountain god, the true god, practiced.

With a wave of his hand, the ground was rumbling and turbulent, burying the ruins in the ground.

One wall after another rose from the ground, and after a while, a new mountain temple was built.

Covering an area of ​​more than 100 feet, there are two entrances in the front and rear.

The vermilion door is hung with a plaque of "God of Wushan". When you push the door and enter, you can see the statue of the main temple mountain, with a blue robe, a sword in one hand and a talisman in the other. The face is seven or eight similar to Zhouyi.

The back is the Zhouyi practice place, which is divided into rooms for meeting guests, alchemy, retreat, and qi.

The whole looks like a Taoist temple, but the statue of the gods in the view is Zhou Yi himself.

"With the name of the mountain **** in vain, and no one offering incense to worship, it will be difficult to condense the beads of wishing power!"

Zhou Yi rose into the sky, his divine sense swept across a hundred miles, scattered in several villages, and there were also hunters who lived in the mountains all year round, and most of them were mountain **** believers.

The consciousness observed for a moment, but there were no people to guide.

"The other small temples will be repaired first. According to Hongluo's practice notes, several more temples will be built, which will not only facilitate the worship of the believers, but also passers-by will also enter the temple to burn incense."

In the world where immortal gods manifest, mortals know that immortal gods really exist, and naturally develop the habit of burning incense in temples.

Whether it is useful or not, it is never wrong to worship the gods. If you are a careful immortal and see that you don't burn incense, you may cast a spell to make you unlucky.

This kind of passers-by worship, the incense will be weak, but it is also an act that adds up to a lot!

several days.

There are dozens of new temples in Wushan, and there is basically one in 20 to 30 miles away.

Zhou Yi used the method of dreaming to inform the people living in Wushan about the new name and image of the mountain god.

The general idea is: God of the Mountain has been replaced, don't make a mistake!

Perhaps Zhou Yi's appearance was a humanoid, which was far more cordial than the monster with a tiger head and a human body.

"Or maybe the people don't believe in the mountain god, but in the position of the mountain god!"

Zhou Yi shook his head, occupying the seat of the God of Wushan, and did not plan to change it for a short time.

No matter who the people believe in now, hundreds of thousands of years from now, the **** they believe in must be Zhou Yi. And the long life expectancy, so that Zhou Yi is not in a hurry for instant success, and will gather incense on the right path.

"There are three right paths, protect the people, teach the Fa, and pray!"

Protecting the people means treating diseases and disasters, and gaining the support and respect of the people from the bottom of their hearts, but it is rather cumbersome to do.

The people treated are not all sick, nor will they all get sick at the same time. The way to heal the disease requires waiting for opportunities and running around. The same is true for disaster relief. In addition to creating disasters on their own, they have not encountered a natural disaster in ten or twenty years.

The principle is to spread the Dao, and the monks and monsters who step into the Dao, the incense and the wish to worship are far more powerful than ordinary people.

Prayer is to rule the people to offer incense and pray, and the immortals cast spells to satisfy the wishes of the people.

Zhou Yi thought about it carefully, and then compared with the less than 10,000 people near Wushan, he suddenly realized.

"It's no wonder that the land of the mountain gods has gone the wrong way. These three right paths condense their will, which is to earn some hard-earned incense money!"

"Get busy, get busy, gather a few wishing beads, it is not enough to delay the practice time. Fortunately, the lifespan of the poor road is infinite, and it takes thousands of years to cross the sea, and the wishing beads can be slowly condensed!"

Zhou Yi occupies the sacred position of Wushan, and he does not plan to move his nest for a short time.

The main thing is to gather the wish-strength beads, and the second is to make friends from all directions, and to understand the world of Dongsheng Shenzhou.

a month later.

People in Shannan went hunting in the mountains, and when they encountered a blind bear, they were about to die.

Suddenly, a boulder fell from the mountain and knocked the black bear unconscious, and the hunter faintly heard a majestic voice: "Bold and evil animal, how dare you harm people in the realm of the gods!"

The hunter worshiped the mountain **** again and again, returned home and worshipped it day and night, saying that the mountain **** was effective.

This matter was controlled by Zhou Yi, and he used the Incense Concentration Technique to discover that the incense willingness contributed by Orion was more than ten times stronger than the original.

If there is a classification of believers, it is probably from general believers to believers!

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

Zhou Yi silently recited the art of clear mind, suppressing the idea of ​​casting spells in his mind to create accidents, and then appearing to save people.

"What is the difference between this and the land of Linyang? Many immortals start out as evil, and as their greed grows, they gradually become demons!"

one year later.

The God of Osan has dozens of followers.

One of them was an old man surnamed Chen, who thanked the mountain **** for sending his son, extended the family incense, and became a temple congratulation to the mountain temple.

two years.

The number of believers grew to a thousand.

five years.

Three days and three nights of heavy snow in winter blocked the inside and outside of Wushan, and the people lacked food and clothing.

The **** of the mountain appeared, and performed the technique of turning the spring wind into rain, melting the ice and snow, and a snow disaster became the snow that nourished the fields.

After the calamity, the people around Wushan became believers of the mountain god.

The flowers bloom and fall, and the clouds roll in the clouds.

Ten years went by in a flash.

this day.

The scorching sun hangs high.

It's the busy summer season.

A flash of light fell at the foot of Wushan Mountain, turning into a young man in his twenties.

The face is like a crown jade, the figure is tall and straight, wearing a bright yellow robe, and a three-inch long sword print is embroidered on the chest.

"Eleven years, I'm back!"

The young man is Lin Heng, who went to Beijing to file a complaint and worshipped under the sect of the God of Transformation. He finally survived the small four or nine calamities a few days ago, and was allowed to travel down the mountain by the master.

The first stop is Wushan.

Lin Heng took out the golden bell from the storage bag, shook it gently, and made a clanging sound.

Waited for a long time, but no response.

"Isn't Xiaoqing not on the mountain?"

Lin Heng frowned, shaking the golden bell all the way up the mountain, but he disappeared all over the Wushan Mountain.

During this period, I saw a few spirits and monsters. They asked about the snake demon and Xiaoqing. They shook their heads and said they didn't know, and directed Lin Heng to go to the mountain temple to ask.

Fly to the mountain temple.

Lin Heng disappeared, and a Taoist boy came out before knocking on the door.

"Sir Shanshen already knows the intention of the fellow Daoist, but he is just retreating and cultivating, so it is inconvenient to receive him."

Lingshen doll cupped her hands and said, "The former mountain **** was involved in the Linyang land case. UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com died at the hands of the inspector, and the ghosts and monsters under his command died. I don't know where the green snake went."

"Thank you buddy."

Lin Heng couldn't help but feel disappointed. After ten years of anticipation, he ended up with such a result.

Fortunately, Dao Xin was as firm as iron, and he didn't use his escape method. He turned around and walked slowly down the mountain.

Suddenly looked back.

The Taoist boy under the mountain **** was still standing at the door, his long black hair was scattered, and the navy blue Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, which inexplicably made Lin Heng a little moved, and the more he looked at it, the more gentle and amiable he felt.

"Infinite Heavenly Venerate!"

"How can a poor man have such an idea? It's really terrifying, so he should go back to the teacher's door and practice in seclusion!"

Lin Heng recited the Mantra of Clearing the Heart again and again, and fled in a panic.

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