Land god

Du Qian felt that he had been flying in countless misty white mist for a long time, and finally saw some indistinct things in front of him, as if the mist had finally come to an end.

However, just when he was overjoyed, he saw a red light flying over from the slanting stab, "Boom!" It hit his chest with a sound. People fall straight down.

During the sinking, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he soon lost consciousness.But when he woke up again, he found that he hadn't suffered any damage, and his soul and body were also very stable.

He got up and looked around, only to see that he was in a big simple house with only three walls and no door. In the center of the house was an ugly clay statue, but it was as tall as two people.He looked at the sky outside again, but it was night, and the silver-white moonlight filled the earth.

"Have I succeeded in transmigrating now? Do all the buildings in the Earth Immortal Realm have this style?" Du Qian looked at the statue carefully for a long time, and finally realized that it was a statue of an earth god!It's just that it has been weathered out of shape because of the long time.

"This is..." He ran out of the house in surprise, and found that this place was halfway up a hill, surrounded by forests of pines and cypresses and other trees. Looking back, he was surprised to see that the place he was just now was a big house. !It's just a small earth temple with green bricks and black tiles, covered with moss, mottled and dilapidated, and the height is definitely not more than three feet!

"They say they want me to be the god of the land... Could this be my temple?"

This sounds weird.

He looked up at the sky, and couldn't help but marvel, "This is the real moon like a silver plate! The moon seen from the earth is not so bright!" Looking up at the bright starry sky illuminated by the moonlight, he looked up at the mountain again. Looking down at the past.

In the center of a basin surrounded by mountains, there is a small village with only two or three hundred households. The moonlight shines on the well-arranged roofs, reflecting the tranquility of the entire village.

But just looking at it for a while, Du Qian couldn't stand anymore. The moonlight shone on him, as if it was several degrees below zero, and his spirit body couldn't function properly.So he had no choice but to hurry back to the front of the temple and try to step in.

The next moment, the scene changed, and Du Qian returned to that big room again.Although the big house was empty, fortunately, it could block the moonlight and the night wind that made him uncomfortable.

In addition, he can't touch the real thing outside, but he is no different from ordinary people in this big house. It feels really good to be able to feel down-to-earth!

Turning around in the corner of the empty room, he found nothing special, so Du Qian went back to the statue and kicked the base of the statue boredly, but suddenly his eyes lit up, and he saw There was actually a yellow leather-bound book stuffed under the base of the idol, and he immediately squatted down curiously and took out the book.

The material of this book is delicate and flexible, and it feels like a very high-quality cloth, but it does not have the meridians that cloth should have. It is not ordinary at first glance.The writing reads "Land Zhengshen" in four black and gold-rimmed characters, and they are also simplified Chinese characters.

"Ha~ Simplified characters are also used in other worlds, that's great..." Du Qian muttered as he turned the pages of the book, only to see a golden light shoot out of the book suddenly.

"Ah, I've been tricked!" Du Qian thought for a moment that he had triggered some terrible mechanism, but after he was startled, he found that he hadn't been hurt at all. Those golden lights fell on him, and there was a burst of warmth immediately. Breath, it was impossible for him to feel the warmth when he was a ghost, but now it was as if he was bathed in the morning light, and he felt like he was still alive in the world.

Under the shroud of golden light, a mysterious power appeared in Du Qian's heart, which made him realize a little bit, and he understood many things about gods without a teacher.

Is this the God of the Earth?I accepted the position of God, and from now on I will be the officially canonized land god~

Du Qian was full of emotions in his heart, but he didn't have much joy of becoming a god.

He flipped through the book in his hand. This book is a book held by the God of the Land. It has many functions, but there is no word in it now, so he rolled up the book and stuffed it into his arms, and then walked towards the statue of the God of the Land. After he touched the statue, his whole body melted into it without hindrance.

Entering the statue, Du Qian suddenly felt as if he was wrapped in a breathable membrane, and all the discomfort outside was firmly isolated. This feeling of being protected made him gradually relax, and then A strong drowsiness hit him, and he fell into a deep sleep after a while.

The god statue is the dwelling place of the gods, especially for a small god transformed from a powerless ghost like Du Qian, the god statue can protect his spirit body as well as the physical body.

Du Qian didn't know how long he had slept, but was awakened by a burst of voices.He looked out from the statue and saw a thirty-year-old peasant woman in sackcloth climbing up the hillside with the help of two other women of similar age.

The peasant woman couldn't stop crying in a low voice, her eyes were red and swollen, and behind her was a seven or eight-year-old boy in shorts and shirtless, with a face disfigured from crying, sobbing as he followed behind.

At the end of the line was a thin old man with white hair and a cane, following silently.

In front of the Earth Temple, the peasant woman led the boy to kneel in front of the temple. One of the two women next to her put down the basket in her hand and went to find some hay nearby, while the other took out a bamboo tube from her bosom and poured some off-white grass on the ground. Then he took out two gray-black stones and knocked it close to the floc, and immediately a string of sparks appeared.

Sparks fell on the flocs, and the flames immediately ignited. The woman who found the hay immediately ignited the hay in her hand with the flames, and then took three sticks of incense from the basket, lit them on the hay, and handed over to the hands of the peasant woman.

The peasant woman bowed a few times and planted the incense in the mud in front of the Earth Temple.The others also knelt down at this time, only to hear the old man say respectfully: "The land is upright, there are now unworthy descendants Zhang Gai, who died of the epidemic a hundred miles away in the south, and the body has been cremated on the spot and cannot be returned to the hometown for burial." Please, Grandfather of the Land, lead his dead soul back to his hometown, bless his reincarnation, and don't let him drift outside to be a lonely ghost..."

The three sticks of incense emitted bursts of green smoke in front of the temple, and the smoke drifted into the temple. Although Du Qian was a spirit body, he could still smell the fragrance of pines and cypresses, and his spirit was lifted immediately. He was still a little drowsy. Also woke up.

He looked at the sad peasant woman outside again, and saw that her skin was black and red and wrinkled, her coarse cloth was patched with several patches, the knuckles on her sallow hands were very rough, and the child behind her didn't even have neat clothes. It is a very poor family.

This kind of family has lost the male master, and I am afraid that life will be more difficult in the future... Du Qian felt sore for a while, then thought about it, took out the book of gods from his arms, and saw the first book of the book Sure enough, there was a line on the page, recording the birth date, place and time of the deceased Zhang Gai.

Leading the way for the dead is an important duty of the God of the Land. The people under its jurisdiction will be recorded in the book of God, so that whenever someone dies, the corresponding information will be revealed in the book of God , in order to guide the souls of the dead to return to their homeland, and wait for the ghosts to be sent to the underworld.

After the group left, Du Qian came out from the statue. Although ordinary people couldn't see him, he still felt uncomfortable, especially when others knelt down to him.

At this time, the incenses had all been burned out, but the big room Du Qian was in was filled with fragrant smoke, which never dissipated.

He walked through the smog and found that the smog can also protect the ghost's body. Under the smog, although the spiritual body's feeling is not as comfortable as staying in the statue, it is also very refreshing. No wonder ghosts and gods I like people burning incense during sacrifices!

Du Qian, who had slept in the statue, felt that he was in good spirits, so he seriously thought about his current situation.

Although he now sounds good and has become a god, he is actually just a weak Yin god, only stronger than ordinary ghosts. He is still safe in this small temple. It is simply impossible to move an inch!

For example, like now, it is daytime outside, and the world is full of yang and harmony, so he absolutely dare not go out.Even with the protection of the soul-cultivating wood and the divine power of the land, he might not be wiped out by the sun, but he couldn't escape the burning feeling.

However, if it is difficult to move an inch, how can the task be completed?It is unlikely that you will meet the person who wants to change your life by staying in the temple.And if you want to move freely as a ghost, you have to be many times stronger than you are now.

So the top priority now is to improve his own strength. In this regard, he has the exercises taught by Huang Daming, the Xuanhuang Gongde Tianxin Mantra, which seems to be a very important thing. As long as he is willing to work hard, it is only a matter of time before his strength improves.

In addition, he has to be the land god of this land. Judging from the information obtained when inheriting the god's position, whether the land god is fulfilling his duties has a direct impact on the lives of the local people. Since he has inherited the god's position now, and Therefore, if he is protected, he must fulfill his duties, and neglecting his duties is not his style!

After deciding on the goal, Du Qian began his own practice. He was sitting cross-legged in the smoke. After a moment of silence, he began to make vague sounds, as if he was reciting obscure and difficult words. Words, and each of these words contains a very peculiar charm, and it is difficult for people to clearly understand the meaning.

He read very slowly, and each word lasted for several minutes. The voice was slow and fast, loud and small, sometimes as thin as a gossamer, but it never stopped. After reading the six words once, almost half a day had passed. It's been an hour.

When the last lingering sound was over, a yellow gleam suddenly flashed on Du Qian's body. Although it only passed away in a flash, it stirred up the smoke in the whole big room.

"Uh!" Du Qian opened his eyes in surprise, the electric current-like tingling feeling was several times stronger than when he was practicing before!The effect is surprisingly good, not only the spirit is strong, but also the spiritual body is full of power!

The feeling of practice is so different... Could it be because of the loss of the physical body?When I was still alive, I had to take care of breathing, so even with a special breathing method, I couldn't achieve smoothness. Now only the soul is left, and there is no need to breathe.

Could it be that this is a technique specially designed for soul cultivation?

Du Qian thought about it, and felt that it was very possible. That Huang Daming knew that his life was not long, so he taught him the exercises suitable for practicing after death in advance.