Fantasy World Transmigration - 829. Chapter 829

“Sure enough, did you turn your face with me?” Chen Ang looked around, but he was in a secluded forest, where he was already at a very high altitude. It was Jiamu at the Four Seasons, a strange flower Zhicao, not the same as the ordinary. He understood that the main god interfered with the procedure of his return, and he did not know which world he was exiled to.

Chen Ang’s various layouts in the main god space eventually touched the cleaning mechanism of the main god space. The main god has nothing to do with him. Only when he returns, when he finds a way to sweep him out, this world can be used by the main god to exile him. The extremely dangerous world may have caused the Lord God to have eaten it.

Chen Ang glanced and went deep into the microscopic origin of this world. Only then did he discover that this world has no atoms and molecules. It is made by one qi. The vitality creates the world and the qi becomes the world. It is the most orthodox world view of immortality.

He felt that he was out of place in this world, smiled slightly, and just turned Tianhe mana back, and changed his appearance as a Taoist priest.

At this moment, a song suddenly came from the front: “Viewing chess is rotten, cutting wood and Dingding, and Taniguchi in the cloud. Selling salaries and wine, laughing wildly and self-satisfied. The green path is high in autumn, the moon is pillowed by the pine roots, and the day is bright…” Chen Ang suddenly said: “It turned out to be the world created by the too halal people… The Lord God is really sinister and wants to get rid of me by the hands of the too pure… It’s a pity that too pure and innocent, the so-called law without prohibition will not correct me! Where can I be embarrassed? It will probably only be interesting!”

In the Three Qing Dynasties, Taiqing Wuwei, the world he opened did not have the rigorous net of cause and effect like the Shushan World. The master Chen Yu Taiqing is also the master saint, Chen Ang is here, I am afraid it would be more convenient.

After singing it again, Chen Ang saw from a distance a woodcutter with a headband, wearing a cloth, and holding a steel axe, turning around quietly. When he reached the bottom of the mountain, he was suddenly intercepted by a hobbit. One person and one monkey said there. After all this, Chen Anglue was a little bit emotional. The world opened up by too halal people, the way of God is superior to the way of humanity, it really doesn’t suit him.

Gods in this world surpass humanity. There are gods in smelting, farming, and customs. I am afraid that they have deviated from the development track of humanity a long time ago. Only in the spring and autumn, mountain woodcutters use steel axes. Gods interfere everywhere. The world of humanity really cannot be judged by the common sense of those worlds where humanity is prospering. I am afraid that the rise and fall of dynasties and the pattern of humanity will all be affected by God’s Tao.

The hobbit in front talked about the woodsman for a long time, turned up the mountain, and saw halfway up the mountain, there was a Taoist priest with a crown of feathers and a jade face standing there, just looking out of the mountain, the clouds were tumbling between the peaks. , Falling at the feet of the Taoist priest, erratic and immortal, Huxue quickly went up and asked: “Old god! Old god! Disciple start…”

Chen Ang looked at him with a smile, shook his head and said, “How come you are called a fairy when you meet people, do you think I didn’t hear you when you asked the woodcutter below?”

At this time, Homo has no name, only a nickname, called the Monkey King. It learns to say: “Old god, now that you have heard, let me explain, I am Donghai Ao to come to the country for practice visits. Dao disciples, I heard that the woodcutter brother just now said that this is the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, and there is a Subhuti Patriarch in the mountain, an old god who has achieved good practice, and I should learn the skill of immortality from the old god?”

“I’m not the ancestor of Subhuti!” Chen Ang shook his head and said, “But I have also heard of his name. He has a cave on the mountain, called the Xianyue Sanxingdong. I am related to a cult thousands of miles away in the West. He has always been disliked, so he didn’t socialize. He only heard that he sat down with many disciples, and taught him how to invite Xian Fuluan, ask questions about Buddhism, collect yin and yang, and reconcile women’s milk.”

“How do you get into the true sect of such a pseudo-cultivation?” Chen Ang looked at the hogs, shook his head and said, “Could it be that you, hogs, are also willing to learn to consume human milk, collect yin and nourish the yang… I heard, ape Such kind of lustful sex, often become weather monsters, go around and plunder the good-colored women everywhere, some called Shen Chungong, some are called Sausaburo, and Zhou Jia, Bo Fu’s generation, lustful and courageous. The big male monkey is called the Great Sage of Heaven, the Great Sage of Qitian, and the female monkey is called the Old Mother of Lishan… You want to learn from them?”

The hozen said: “Don’t dare, don’t dare…Tui’er is a serious practitioner, so I don’t dare to have these messy thoughts.”

“Then what are you going to learn?” Chen Ang asked sternly.

Hooters bowed down and worshiped, saying: “Tui’er was originally a rock monkey in the mountain, playing and frolicking all day, eating flowers and fruits, and was so happy. After a long time, seeing the old monkey in the mountain dying of his life, he knew that between life and death, There is really great horror, and the heart of longevity seeks the way. All the way from proud to come to this country, just for longevity, ask the old gods for advice or two.”

“The art of longevity!” Chen Ang said with emotion: “The top class eats fruit, the middle class is an official, and the bottom class is to ask for Taoism. You come here… if you want a tree for a fish, if you want a tree for a fish!”

Hoho heard that Changsheng actually has the upper, middle and lower third class. He has been struggling to live for more than ten years, just like a flower in a mirror in the water. When asked, he was overjoyed and asked, “Teacher, please!”

Chen Ang said: “Go west to Wanshou Mountain Wuzhuang Guan, there is a Taoist expert in town Yuanzi, his family has a ginseng fruit tree, if a person has the predestined smell of the fruit, he will live three hundred and sixty years old; eat one and live. Forty-seven thousand years. Above that day, where the Queen Mother Yaochi was, there were 3,600 flat peach trees. There were 1,200 flat peach trees in front of them. The flowers and fruits were tiny, and they became immortal after 3,000 years. One thousand and two hundred plants in the middle, one ripe for six thousand years, people eat Xiaju soaring, immortal. The next one thousand two hundred plants, purple-stranded fine nucleus, one ripe for nine thousand years, people eat the same life as the sky and the earth. The same month.”

“There are also earthen zhima immortal grass and shouwu ginseng, which are good things for prolonging one’s life and becoming immortal after eating.”

Hearing this, the husky was fascinated, and his mind was swaying for a while. He couldn’t help himself. The husky liked to eat peaches and smelled such a good thing. He could stand it there. He quickly asked: “Teacher taught me…how can I eat that flat peach?”

“Well!” Chen Ang hesitated: “Ordinary people… can’t eat, can’t eat! You have to wait for the heavenly banquet, the Queen Mother Jade Emperor invites the nine heavens and ten earth’s immortals to open the Pan Peach Holy Assembly , Can eat. It is not what ordinary people can eat… Only gods can eat… So I said that after being a middle-level official, after logging in to the immortal status, not only can you rise and rise, you can live forever, but also participate in the flat peach feast. If you are lucky Eat a peach… Then what else can you learn? My life will be in harmony with the sky immediately.”

The hozen was a little confused, and he smashed his fingers and counted: “A god can only eat flat peaches? But aren’t gods immortal? If I want to eat flat peaches, I must become a god, but when I become a god, what kind of flat peaches should I eat? Those gods are immortal, they eat flat peaches…old gods…you are all confused about me!”

“What’s the confusion about this?” Chen Ang counted for him: “It’s like a mortal…To be an official, you must first be recommended by an official, and if you have an official recommendation, he is already an official himself! This embarrassment, it is you. People who are out of touch with officials…”

“The gods don’t need to eat flat peaches, they need to eat flat peaches, he can’t eat them!”

The hozen got furious, and it cursed: “What a damn god, they are all immortal! What kind of peach are you going to grab from us… Old god, where is the Wuzhuang Guan going?”

“Where are you going for?” Chen Ang asked, “But want to ask for a ginseng fruit to eat?”

The hustle nodded and said, “This day is far from bottom, Yaochi is far away. I don’t have the skills to go. I’m still closer to Wuzhuang Guan. If the Zhenyuan Daxian is a kind person, I will ask him for a ginseng fruit to eat. Just like those gods…I will steal one back. If I can steal two, it can be divided into half of your old man.”

Chen Ang smiled and said, “You know how good Zhen Yuanzi is, so you want to steal other people’s ginseng fruit to eat?”

“I’ll tell you how to be an official!” Chen Ang said, “Don’t mention him after the three plagues and nine disasters. This is the heaven and the earth to kill you. If you just want to go to Tianting Lingshan to be an official, there will be countless calamities, and the officials are smaller. , A thousand children and eight hundred calamities, a larger official, tens of millions of calamities, if you want to be the Jade Emperor! It will take countless calamities, knife and axe, thunder and fire, it is as difficult as heaven!”

Hooters swallowed in fright, and asked in horror: “Did all the gods in the court cultivated like this? How can there be so many gods in such suffering?”

“No!” Chen Ang smiled: “How can someone become immortal with such suffering?”

“Of course it is to buy and sell officials, to fawn on horses, to help with relatives and friends, or to wait for a god to admire you, and to help you to be a god, and a good person in the world. If you are fortunate enough to serve a god, if someone stretches out your hand, you can be a god too!”

“There is also killing and arson, becoming a demon, training demon soldiers, patrolling the mountains, and gathering in the mountains and forests, waiting for the gods that day to come and call you! In order to calm the situation, they will give you a sesame official Become an immortal and become a Buddha, and become an official!”

Looking at the dumbfounded monkey, Chen Ang shook his head and said: “You can’t do this. Even if you are lucky enough to be a god, you will offend your colleagues, be framed by others, or commit a heavenly rule, and you will end up walking on the stage of cutting immortals. Let’s talk for decades! I think you have a life span of more than 300 years, and more than half of it. First go to the earth to be an official for a hundred years, and arrange the heavenly gods in the various dojos in the earth. Let’s look for opportunities to go up! ”

The three spirits of the monkey left two, and the six souls were scattered. After hearing Chen Ang talk to him about the officialdom of the heavens, he followed him to the mountain without knowing it. , A stone tablet on the left wrote: Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Xieyue Sanxingdong!

The monkey knew the place had arrived, but was not very happy.

It saw a boy standing at the gate of the cave, and did not rush over, but just grabbed Chen Ang’s clothes and asked: “This boy is extraordinary, with the gods, may he become a fairy?”

Chen Angzheng looked at the past and worked out the boy’s past and present. He saw through his internal organs and shook his head: “The vulgar bones have not been shed. In the future, I will only be a Taoist priest with some abilities. I can’t become an immortal!”

The hustle rushed up and asked, “It’s a nuisance to Fairy Boy!”

The boy said sternly: “Are you the one who visited Dao? Why did you make me wait for you for so long? Come in with me to see Patriarch!”

Homo guilty condemned: “I have come to learn the art of immortality… dare to ask Fairy Boy, can you become an immortal?”

“What nonsense are you talking about… My Patriarch’s supernatural powers are more powerful than immortals, but you, a houn who visits Taoism and practice, also wants to become immortals? Divine powers are easy to obtain, and righteous fruits are hard to find… Can’t you get in yet?”