The Immortal Monarch Xia was deceived

On the day of departure, Chi Si was woken up early in the morning by the person in his arms.

He was yawning and drowsy, resting his head on Yang Wentuo's shoulder lazily and weakly, leaning on Yang Wentuo's body and not leaving.

Yang Wentuo had no choice but to ask him to ride with him, let him lean on his back and sleep again.When Chi Si really woke up, it was already noon.

King Linyuan only brought with him the national teacher of the Dayan Dynasty, a senior official of the third rank, and a new official of the fifth rank.

The four of them kept their clothes light and simple. Pedestrians never expected that these four sons who looked like high-born dudes were actually powerful and powerful dignitaries.

The three of them galloped on horseback for half a day with one burden on them, and they were already a hundred miles away from the capital.

In the scorching sun, Yang Wentuo found an inn next to the official road, had a meal and took a break, had to dismount, and woke up the dragging dreamer behind him.

Although Chi Si woke up, he still looked lazy.

He obviously could directly fly Yang Wentuo to Linxiang directly by using techniques, but the other party said that he wanted to take this opportunity to see the people's sentiments along the way, and he was unwilling to take shortcuts.

He had no choice but to turn his unresponsive resentment into laziness, and followed behind carelessly, not wanting to care about anything, not wanting to care about anything.

The inn was half full of guests, no more, no less.

But almost everyone is complaining about the scorching sun that can kill people.

For more than a year, visions have continued throughout the country, and natural disasters have occurred frequently and intensified.

Many people are worried, is it really like the long-standing legend, it is a sign of the drought coming to the world.

When Drought comes to the world, the world will be in chaos.

In contrast, in order to beg for peace, the trend of praying to God and worshiping Buddha is becoming more and more serious.

It seems that apart from Linxiang, there are also some other places where there are gods who can restrain disasters.

It's just that it didn't spread to the middle of Beijing because of the request of living people to enshrine it like Linxiang Dragon Lord.

It is also possible that the parental officials in other places did not report these matters to the court, unlike the Linxiang county magistrate.

After all, there are only one or two ordinary people. Maybe in the eyes of many people, it is their honor to be able to worship the gods.

Hearing the people's discussion, Xie Guanhe sighed slightly: "There are more and more people who believe in ghosts and gods, and I don't know how much hard-earned money they have been cheated by those wandering Taoists who pretend to be gods and ghosts."

But there is no way.

After all, there really are immortals coming down to earth, and mortals are all lucky, what if the one in front of them is also a real immortal.

Chi Si was lazy and replied indifferently: "It's useless for monks to take money from the world. Those who want big money are all liars."

Ascetics come to the mortal world to travel, looking for opportunities, and what they want is the cause and effect of being contaminated with the mortal world.

Those gold and silver ingots that are hidden indoors and few people can afford, are not stained with smoke and dust, and are far less useful than copper plates that have been in the hands of many people.

"Those who ask you for copper coins may be real monks."

He suddenly thought of something, and solemnly said to Yang Wentuo: "The spiritual power in this world is thin, and it is not suitable for cultivation. There are not many monks who would choose to come here."

When he was bragging and showing off, his lazy tone turned sharply downwards, and he laughed wildly in an instant, "Only a monk like me, who has a high level of cultivation, has already completed his cultivation. He doesn't care about the amount of aura in the world. He can stay anywhere he wants."

But this world is full of fake gods, presumably it is because the emperor pursues immortality and acts like a god.

Yang Huiyu sneered: "Does the national teacher say that, except for you, all the gods are fake?"

"You can't say that." Chi Si suddenly felt a little strange, "What was the name of the one who fought with me before? It's real. Although his cultivation level is low, he can use living people to refine the secret array of spirit stones. "

"Although the rank of this formation is not high, it is rare in Jiuchongtian. Wherever there are spirit stones, this kind of evil method that violates the law of heaven will not be used."

"And your Yaoshan Patriarch," he looked at Xie Guanhe, "Yaoshan stone path and formation must be designed by a master of formation. He is probably a monk who studies formation."

"There are also those exercises, incantations and pills that can be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys. When did these come out?"

"It has existed since ancient times." Xie Guanhe replied, "The legend of folk gods and ghosts can be traced back thousands of years ago. It is only because of the relationship of the current emperor that it has become very popular in the past few decades."

"Thinking about it this way," Chi Si thought for a moment, "Thousands of years ago, there might have been many ascetics in this world, and the orthodoxy was prosperous. But I don't know what happened, everyone left, and only various Taoisms were left."

"There is still one person who is proficient in formations and can set up formations in Thunder Mountain Villa and Yaoshan Mountain." Yang Wentuo suddenly said, "There is also Fengshan Village."

"He might have come from somewhere else just like me." Chi Sizheng felt strange, "His skill in formation is not low. But I can't figure out why he did it."

"He has been to Fengshan Village, met Lei Lixing and Xie Guanbai, and taught them how to form formations, but what is his purpose in doing this?"

The four fell silent for a while.

The three mortals who knew nothing about Taoist formations were silent.

Who knows what the gods in the sky came down to earth for.

After a while, Chi Si opened his mouth to show off again, respecting himself and humble others: "Cultivators have aura. Those who have a high level like me have amazing aura. But the monk surnamed Cai in the qi refining period has low spiritual energy. You have to get close to feel it."

"I've been in the capital for so long, and I can be sure that there are no monks who have surpassed the golden core stage for thousands of miles."

He was afraid that the three of them would not understand, so he explained in detail: "That is to say, even if there are other monks in this world, their magic power is very low, so weak that I can't feel it at all."

"So that person who is proficient in formations, even if he is a monk from the outside world, his cultivation base is still very weak, but he has a high level of attainment in formations."

"In this way, I can't figure out even more why he came to this world. Go to a world with more spiritual energy. One day of cultivation there is worth a year of cultivation in this world."

He repeated again: "The only one who doesn't care about the true energy of heaven and earth is a monk like me who has already reached perfection."

The other three were speechless when they blatantly trampled on others and flattered themselves.

"Since the national teacher's morality is so profound, can he call the wind and rain and solve the drought and waterlogging in various places?" The corners of Yang Huiyu's mouth were deeply raised, revealing an obvious mockery.

Chi Si froze for a moment, looked at Yang Wentuo and thought for a while: "I've never done it before. People from other immortal sects are responsible for the affairs of Youtian Mortal Realm. I didn't care how they solved the natural disasters of the Mortal Realm."

"But call the wind and call the rain, I can move mountains and fill seas."

"It's just," the frivolous voice paused slightly, "this world lacks spiritual power, and there are no spiritual stones, so we can't set up magic circles that operate for a long time. For example, if a certain place is dry, I can call thunderclouds to make it rain , but after a period of time without rain, it will be dry again.”

"It's the same with floods. I cast a spell to remove the floods today, and there will still be floods next time. Why don't you find someone who can control floods, survey the terrain, sort out the river channels, and build ditches and dams once and for all."

"But if you need it," he took Yang Wentuo's hand with a deep smile in his eyes, flattering him: "I can also be a dragon king who rains, at least I can solve the urgent needs of a city."

Yang Wen Tuo Yuzhuo's eyes were slightly bent, and he smiled lightly: "In the past, there were no gods descending to earth, and mortals could overcome natural disasters on their own. But the water control method you mentioned just now sounds good."

The peerless smile full of elegance made Chi Si's heart bloom: "When the matter in Linxiang is resolved, we will find a solution with the people from the Ministry of Industry when we return to the capital. We must also choose a supervisor carefully. The person in charge of the supervision must not Cutting corners and filling pockets."

The monk doesn't know how ordinary people govern the country, but for the sake of Aji, he can learn it.