Cultivating Immortality in a Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts - Chapter 803

[Chapter 801 Turns out]

Black Cloud Mountain, somewhere on the top of a mountain.

This place is the closest to the outside world. A cottage has been built on the mountain, and hundreds of acres of mountain fields have been reclaimed nearby.

The mountain fields are steep and very barren, making it difficult to grow much food.

In the village, many buildings were built in a very orderly manner, with an ancestral hall in the center.

Xu Yunlang is a noble son of a noble family in the outside world, but here he is cautious and does not dare to take a breath.

He walked into a study room. In the study room was a middle-aged man who looked similar to him and was writing with a pen.

“Father…”

Xu Yunlang bowed first: “Today, my son inspected Xiaotian Village and saw that the fields are growing well. There should be a good harvest next year… The annual report of Datong Buzhuang in the city has been completed and a total of one thousand two hundred and sixty-seven dollars has been earned. Silver…”

“Well, it’s not bad…”

The middle-aged man’s face softened a little: “The winter festival is coming soon, and all kinds of sacrifices must be prepared. Don’t make any mistakes…”

“Yes, I know.”

Xu Yunlang bowed, but the fists in his sleeves were secretly clenched.

Although the sacrifices are all prepared, there is not much newness, and his room is still in oblivion.

If I could get the spiritual wine of that day, I would definitely make my ancestors happy and please them, but…

I couldn’t say much at this time, and bowed again, walking backwards out of the study.

Not long after he walked out of the door, a noble man in rich clothes and holding an ivory folding fan came towards him.

“It’s Yunlang…”

Your young master saw Xu Yunlang and said hello with a smile.

He was surrounded by powerful servants and beautiful maids, and he looked more imposing than Xu Yunlang, who only had one servant.

Xu Yunlang recognized that it was Xu Yunding from the big house, and he couldn’t help showing a flattering look on his face: “Brother Bage… are you here too?”

“Well, this mountain will be the foundation of the family in the future, and we, the main lineage, still have to get used to it more. …”

Xu Yunding frowned, obviously this place still seemed too shabby compared to his own mansion where Zhong Ming Ding Shi lived.

The two chatted for a while, and he continued: “For this winter festival, I spent a lot of effort to find a white cow… Using it as a sacrifice will definitely make the ancestors happy.”

After hearing this, Xu Yunlang said quickly: “Bago is so determined… he can even find a white cow.”

Pigs, cows, and sheep are collectively called the three animals, and they are all beautiful things sacrificed to the gods.

Among them, cattle are the most valuable.

White cattle are even rarer treasures.

Compared with the spiritual wine, this thing is not bad.

‘When the ancestor truly becomes the God of Heiyun Mountain, and Dafang is the direct descendant, he will surely become even more noble in the future…’

Xu Yunlang looked at Xu Yunding’s leaving figure, with a hint of gloom in his eyes.

At this time, in the ancestral hall.

Xu Yunlang’s father, the middle-aged man, stood solemnly, watching an old man slowly sorting out the ancestral hall and the melon and fruit offerings.

In the ancestral hall, incense is lingering, giving it a mysterious atmosphere.

“There are rules in the Tao…”

Xu Shilang, who retired and became an official, spoke in a calm voice: “In the family ancestral hall, only members of the family can offer sacrifices, and the control of incense is very strict…”

After all, this is a Shinto world, and the power of faith represents Get strength!

“If you want to break through this layer of shackles, you can only become a righteous god!”

The old man said slowly: “As a father, I only have Dao Lu now… Back then, when the Dao court was fighting, I resisted all the questioning and accountability for the faction. I should have a merit and be sneaky There is nothing wrong with the Yue Festival. There are people in the court who can speak for me. Now that I have accumulated enough divine power, other families have also been forced to leave by my family. It’s time to be more radical…”

The middle-aged man’s expression suddenly became stern.

A more radical plan is naturally to promote that Xu Shilang is the god of Heiyun Mountain, and as the god of Heiyun Mountain, he accepts the faith and worship of the nearby mountain people.

The power of Shinto is to refine falsehood into reality!

As long as a large number of people believe that Xu Shilang is the God of Heiyun Mountain, the fake ones may become true, and even the priesthood of Heiyun Mountain God can be condensed.

Of course, in this case, he is the evil god who was severely attacked by Dao Ting!

Fortunately, there is someone in Xu Shilang’s court who can immediately request the Taoist court to be canonized as long as he becomes the God of Black Cloud Mountain.

Although you get on the bus first and pay for your tickets later… But as long as you have the tickets, you will not be surrounded and suppressed.

At that time, the Xu family will be able to inherit the inheritance in Heiyun Mountain for hundreds of generations, stretching endlessly, just like the Cave Mystic Temple in Fulong Mountain.

“Are we finally going to this point?”

The middle-aged man looked solemn.

This is gambling!

If there is anything wrong with the process, the result will be immediate family ruin!

“You don’t have to worry, this is what they owe me.”

Xu Shilang sneered: “I have resisted the thunder for many people behind me. Otherwise, as a minister, the titles and gifts from the court may even be far more than that of the God of Black Cloud Mountain. …This time is compensation. “

If the big boss behind him can’t even do this, then people’s hearts will be broken…

When the middle-aged man heard this, he immediately felt much safer.

Boom!

At this moment, a thunder suddenly came from the outside world.

To middle-aged people, this winter thunder is just ordinary.

But for Mr. Xu, it was a sudden shock. The muscles on his face twitched violently, and he rolled out of the ancestral hall.

The middle-aged man had never seen his father be so gloomy, and he couldn’t help but be stunned.

He was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed out, and saw dark clouds rolling in the sky, and a crack suddenly opened in the sky.

A golden light fell, covering a mist-shrouded mountaintop somewhere in Black Cloud Mountain.

The entire Black Cloud Mountains seemed to be roaring at this time.

Countless birds, beasts, spirits and monsters ran out of their nests. Looking at this scene, they followed their instincts and worshiped towards that mountain top.

“Is this…a worship of beasts? The mountain god ascends the throne?”

The middle-aged man murmured in disbelief: “Heiyun Mountain…has a mountain god come out? How is this possible?”

He has read poetry and books and is obsessed with Shinto. He will never admit his mistake.

This is definitely a sign that the mountain god is in the right position!

But how is that possible?

Obviously the imperial court has not canonized him, and the most popular person in the neighborhood is obviously his father!

Why are there still mountain gods born?

Unless…

the middle-aged man’s eyes turned red when he thought of the most impossible situation.

“God has sent me the priesthood…”

When Xu Shilang saw this scene, he couldn’t help but shed tears: “How can the long sky be so inferior to me?”

But he burst into tears!

…

Panlong Lake.

Under the water, there is a magnificent palace.

The walls are covered with fist-sized pearls.

At the corner of the corridor, corals of various colors that are several feet high can be seen everywhere.

“Bastard!”

A roar came from the main hall: “In the past many days, I haven’t caught the big loach demon… Our navy is really slacking off!”

Bang!

A huge turtle was thrown out of the hall.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be the prime minister turtle.

His legs seemed to have been kicked and he was limping a little. At this time, he was lying on the ground and did not dare to move for a long time.

Xiao Jijun was kidnapped, and the kidnappers even managed to control a fish and extort a hundred jars of ‘ice jade burning’!

Lord Panlonghu was furious, which was natural.

However, he activated his divine power and commanded thousands of water tribes, almost turning Panlong Lake upside down, but no trace of the abominable monster was found.

With Lord Long’s ability to sense Panlong Lake, I am afraid that the great loach demon has already escaped into other waters.

The dragon king can only be incompetent and furious!

At this time, in the main hall, there was a middle-aged man wearing a dragon robe.

He wears a golden crown with jade trees in the wind, and two forked dragon horns on his head.

suddenly!

Mr. Panlong Lake let out a sigh, and the anger on his face faded, turning into a golden light and flying out of the lake.

In the Black Cloud Mountains bordering Panlong Lake, a mountaintop was suddenly wrapped in a golden beam of light. I couldn’t help but sigh: “A born god… alas!”

“Why should you sigh? The Black Cloud Mountain God is only a seventh-grade priest at most. …”

A Shui Tribe general said: “Even the Lianyun Mountain God behind the Black Cloud Mountain Range is lower than the Lord. Back then, on the birthday of the Lord Lord, he came here to congratulate…”

“You don’t understand…”

Pan Mr. Longhu stared at the Black Cloud Mountains and was silent for a long time.

Both he and the Lianyun Mountain God were canonized by the Taoist court, and with the Taoist robes on their bodies, it was like being tied to a dog leash.

From now on, Daoting can not only suppress them, but it has also become difficult to advance to the divine level.

God-given priests have no such concerns.

The difference is enough to make those who know the inside story red-eyed with envy.

‘It’s just that… the Taoist court will definitely not allow it. Even if the god-given priesthood is not an evil god, he should be canonized in the future… I’m afraid that a little mountain god will not be able to withstand the pressure of the Taoist court. ‘

Panlong Hujun was silent in his heart.

Not to mention the God of Black Cloud Mountain, even myself back then, how could I have withstood the pressure?

But at this time, I actually expected the other party to fail…

I wonder when, had I become such a narrow-minded person?

Whoops!

At this moment, above the Black Mountain Mountains, a figure emerged from the glow.

The mountains roared, and wisps of inspiration emerged from the earth, plants, and the void, converging on that figure.

As a local mountain god, he can naturally mobilize local ideas!

Especially when you are promoted, you can even ignore Dao Law suppression to a certain extent!

I saw countless milky-white spiritual machines swarming in, layered like white clouds, with reddish vomit in the middle.

That red line expanded rapidly, dyeing the entire spiritual cloud red, turning it into a scene of red clouds all over the sky.

“The crimson divine power is indeed a seventh-grade priesthood!”

Mr. Panlonghu was about to nod when his expression suddenly changed.

I saw traces of golden light emerging from the red clouds in the sky!

This golden light was originally just a wisp, but it soon became like a tide, and hundreds of rivers converged on the figure, casting it into a ‘golden body’.

When the last trace of red color disappeared, the water tribe general who spoke at the beginning was already shocked and said: “Golden divine power, fifth-grade priesthood? This… Even the God of Yunshan is nothing more than this, right? It’s just a hundred miles of mountains, How can we support the fifth-grade priesthood? Directly transform into Yang in one step? “

Under the fifth-grade priesthood, they are still Yin gods, similar to Yinhun.

But those above the fifth level can forge divine bodies, which are no different from ordinary flesh and blood creatures!

How many gods cannot transform from yin to yang in their lifetime.

But the other party succeeded in one step!

The general of the Water Tribe was gnashing his teeth.

“No!”

Mr. Panlonghu felt a pressure, and his expression suddenly changed: “It’s not over yet…”

I saw a trace of green thread emerging on top of the golden divine body, like strands of rain falling from the sky, and then turned into For a piece of blue Qingyun.

“God’s will favors you?!”

At this moment, countless followers were speechless…

(End of this chapter)