Chapter 1983 Beauty, Wisdom and War

The market in the Zhiwen tribe was very lively with people coming and going.

There was a figure wearing a bamboo hat and a black robe. He approached the passers-by furtively and said furtively: "Fellow, do you want a scripture?"

"Huh?" The passerby looked wary and confused.

The man in the bamboo hat half opened his black robe, revealing a dazzling array of Buddhist scriptures hanging in his pocket. "The orthodox descendant of Sanbaoshan, you can choose from thirty scriptures handwritten by the little holy monk of Buddhism. How about getting one? Regularly recite it to accumulate virtue, which guarantees that you will be profound in Buddhism and achieve success in practice."

Passers-by took a step back and shouted: "Someone is preaching hypocrisy, don't let him get away!"

But before the words could be spoken, the man in the hat had already disappeared.

In another corner of the market, a man in a bamboo hat came out again and stopped someone. This time he changed the incision: "Hello, do you want to go to Paradise?"

"What is Elysium?"

"A world where you don't have to work, study or suffer, just eat, drink and have fun every day."

"How to get there?"

"Take refuge in my Buddha, strengthen your faith, and you can go there after you die... Hey, how can you do it——"

In front of the increasingly large pursuit team, Jingli ran out to the Plague Department in disgrace.

He really couldn't figure out what went wrong.

The task assigned to him by his junior brother was to promote Buddhism in the floating land world. Take a corner in the Shinto beliefs of this world in advance so as to capture Ao Kui’s movements in belief in a timely manner.

As the saying goes, "The cicada wakes up before the autumn wind moves."

But for such a simple thing as promoting Buddhism, he casually recited sutras near Xuankong Temple, and countless believers gathered around him... Why is it so difficult to do it in Fulu?

He copied and delivered sutras, prayed for blessings and consecrations, and provided pick-up and drop-off services to the Paradise of Paradise. None of this was possible! After being out for so long, I don’t have a single good believer. How can I explain this to my junior brother?

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"Lost it!? Before I left, I asked you to stay alive and guard the temple. Is this how you tell me?!"

In the water temple of the Purifying Water Department, Ching Shui Chengyan was furious.

The boy standing opposite him was submissive and apologized profusely.

As a close disciple of Qingshui Chengyan, if nothing unexpected happens, this boy will be the next Wu Zhu of Qingshui Department. Looking at his expressions, movements, and postures, they are all serious and expressive, showing his true feelings, which shows that he is talented.

Jihuo Yuxiu tilted her head and looked at him, and was about to say something when Mr. Linchuan rubbed her hair.

But I saw Mr. Linchuan smile warmly: "It doesn't matter, just bring the rest of the research materials. How can a person not make mistakes in this life?"

Qingshui Chengyan was about to teach his disciple a few words when he saw Mr. Linchuan's half-smiling look in his eyes. He froze and hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll go get it myself."

In the tall water temple lobby, Jiang Wangning sat calmly in the guest seat, Ji Huo Yuxiu's wheelchair was beside him, and Lin Xian stood behind him.

The future Wu Zhu of the Purification Department - a boy of about eleven or twelve years old, was kneeling in the center of the ancestral hall with his head lowered.

Looking out from here, you can see the square outside, where a statue of an ice crystal-like goddess stands.

"Okay, your master is gone, don't kneel down." Jiang Wang raised his hand and used his own invisible force to lift the boy up.

"Hey." He glanced at the little boy and pointed to the statue of the goddess in the square outside: "What is this statue? Don't you guys not believe in God?"

"This is not a god." The little boy said very seriously: "This is the incarnation of beauty, wisdom and war. It is the embodiment of the original totem that shines in the world, and its agent in the world. Its name is Feng Yao."

It can still be like this!

Jiang Wang's eyes were opened and he suddenly became enlightened.

To be precise, the Floating Land World does not believe in God, but in the narrow sense of God beyond the origin of totems. This world is the original belief.

But the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth can have their original totems, wind, thunder, and plague can have their original totems, and beauty, wisdom, and war, why not?

The eldest daughter of the Marquis of Destroy the City not only came into contact with the totem system of the Floating Land World, she also had a deep understanding of it and squeezed into the totem system to maximize the resources!

Looking back today, it is really open to question who was the person who gained the most in the floating land world.

Why do Jiang Wuxie, Li Fengyao, and Lei Zhanqian all walk under their real names in the outer world? Jiang Wang can now understand that this is also a manifestation of speaking out. His name is praised throughout the heavens and the world, and his ways are also spread. Relying solely on your own Star Tower to describe the universe will naturally be much less efficient.

He didn't understand before. In an extraterrestrial world like Floating Land with a large population and rich religious resources, using his name means acting cautiously, avoiding risks, and feeling complacent. Little did he know that when he entered the treasure mountain, he lost the treasure. Of course, this was not because he was not smart enough, but simply because of the gap in his vision that was limited by his background.

A statue of Li Fengyao is erected outside the original ancestral hall of the Ministry of Water, and a large number of people sincerely believe in it.

A few years later, beauty totems, wisdom totems, and war totems may appear in the floating land world, and corresponding tribes will be derived... How rich will such resources be.

Jiang Wang even began to design the image of a totem in his mind - the beautiful totem could be the abbreviation of Sister Fengyao's image. As long as she stood there, she would be extremely beautiful. The totem of wisdom is Sister Fengyao thinking on the throne, and the totem of war is Sister Fengyao holding her bow and killing the enemy?

Qing Shui Chengyan carried a large book box and walked to the lobby at this time. He placed it flat on the table and opened the lid to show Jiang Wang: "Sir, please see, here are the records of You Tian that the Water Purification Department has maintained for many years." research. All worshiped now.”

The box is filled with piles of manuscripts, densely packed with floating characters, and filled with the fragrance of ink.

Jiang Wang lowered his head and said in greeting: "Thank you very much. The demon dragon was punished with part of the power contributed by the Water Purification Department."

Lin Xian stepped forward and put away the book box. The hatchet hung on his waist was not sharp, but thick and clumsy. He seemed to be as blunt as his hatchet, but had a more solid sense of strength.

"Mr. Linchuan is too polite." Qingshui Chengyan stood there, considering his tone of farewell: "I know that Mr. Linchuan has a complicated matter, so I won't..."

"By the way." Jiang Wang said to himself, "I still want to ask you something."

Ching Shui Chengyan tried to use his tired stance to make visitors realize: "Please speak."

Jiang Wang seemed unaware: "Does your department have records of the details of the incident at Shengshou Mountain?"

Qingshui Chengyan looked back at the chair, and finally sat down opposite Jiang Wang, putting his hands together: "I didn't expect Mr. Linchuan to know the history of Fulu so well... The Shengshou Mountain Incident was an unsolved case back then. There are no useful clues, and there is no reasonable explanation. If it was like this back then, what record would be left after more than a thousand years? It's just that the cause of the accident is unknown. "

Jiang Wang nodded and said in a natural tone: "Wuzhu from your department, didn't you go to Shengshou Mountain to investigate? I heard that later... was it related to the trip to Shengshou Mountain?"

Qingshui Chengyan said: "Seven years after the collapse of Shengshou Mountain, Master Yiyuan failed and died in the process of sublimating the totem Holy Spirit. This matter is recorded in the book. I think his death has nothing to do with Shengshou Mountain. ”

Jiang Wang added: "No clues remain about the incident in the Holy Hunting Mountain. The four totem spirits who went to investigate at the first time all died within ten years. This also led to changes in the structure of their tribes. Among them The strongest Xuanfeng Division was split into eight divisions. Both the Earth Division and the Xiaolei Division were greatly damaged and were unable to recover. Only the Pure Water Division still maintained its position as the number one Water Division after a thousand years... I guess it comes from something special. Where?”

The Qingtian visitor in front of him clearly understood the history of Fulu far beyond Qingshui Chengyan's imagination.

He sat there upright and said cautiously: "It's not special to say that it's special. The Purification Department can be passed down to this day, and everyone can still live a good life. If you rely on God's support, there will be endless talents. If the two people are of the same mind, the Purification Department can We work together as one and work hard... Only in this way can we fortunately not insult our ancestors."

"Speaking of ancestors." Jiang Wang said leisurely: "I remember that in the legend, the ancestor of the Water Purification Department was the first person to cleanse Yagan Lake, extract drinkable water, and turn Yagan Lake into Yagan?"

Mr. Linchuan's visit to the Water Purification Department was definitely not a spur-of-the-moment move, but was well prepared!

Qingshui Chengyan had this awareness in his heart, and his tone was more humble: "The legend is true. Most of the ancestors of the thirty-six tribes of the Water Tribe are related to Yagan Lake."

But Jiang Wang did not chase after him as he thought, but changed the subject: "In that change of hometown, first there was the collapse of Yagan Lake, and then the collapse of Shengshou Mountain. Speaking of which, I know Yagan Even though the lake is the mother river of the Fulu people, it cannot be named 'holy'. Why can this sacred mountain have the word 'holy'?"

Qingshui Chengyan breathed a sigh of relief and explained: "In ancient legends, the earliest people lived together on Shengshou Mountain, using trees as houses and vine leaves as clothes. They drank the sweet water of Yaya, ate fish from the big lake, and picked The fruits of the holy mountain are the beasts of the hunted forest. The population multiplied and grew, and then they moved to various places... We Fulu people are all people who came down from the mountain, so that mountain has its holy name."

After Jiang Wang listened quietly, he stood up and said, "Thank you so much, Wu Zhu, for clearing up the confusion. There's been a lot of trouble today."

Qingshui Chengyan was already prepared to be constantly questioned about the secrets of history, but he didn't expect Jiang Wang to leave immediately.

I was expecting him to leave, but now I felt a little at a loss: "Mr. Linchuan is leaving now?"

Jiang Wangxiao asked: "Wuzhu wants to keep me?"

Qingshui Chengyan shrank back: "You are busy, you are busy..."

Jiang Wang raised his foot but stopped: "Your department seems to be trying to create a totem of beauty, a totem of wisdom, and a totem of war. How about I give you some suggestions?"

Qingshui Chengyan glared at his disciple, and did not rush to deny it, but said cautiously: "Sir, just say it."

Jiang Wang raised his finger and drew up three images of Li Fengyao with the Dream Ling, and pressed them on the table: "The statue of the goddess outside is not very clear, you may wish to use this as a reference."

Qingshui Chengyan was immediately shocked: "You and Master Feng Yao are..."

"We are close friends in this world, and we have always treated each other like siblings. Her younger brother is also my best friend, and he often fights dogs with me." Jiang Wang smiled: "So there is no need for Wu Zhu to be angry with her. I'm so wary."

Qingshui Chengyan said solemnly: "I am not wary of Mr. Linchuan. I am honest with my heart."

Jiang Wang smiled and waved his hand: "Just stop here, no need to see you off. If there is any news about the world-destroying dragon or magic weapon, please remember to send the message in time."

Then Zhen took Lin Xian and Jihuo Yuxiu away through the air.

"Uncle Linchuan. I have something unclear." Jihuo Yuxiu asked in the wind.

Jiang Wang walked leisurely, looking around the mountains and rivers, unabashedly letting the world know his presence, and said: "Speak."

Jihuo Yuxiu asked: "The information on Youtian given by Qingshui Chengyan is obviously incomplete. It is impossible for that boy to lose important information when his master is out. Why are you stopping me? Expose him?"

Jiang Wang smiled and simply asked: "Why expose it?"

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In the General's Mansion of Qinghuo Yuanchen, outside the room where the three men were interpreting the divine inscriptions of creation, a sneaky figure approached hesitantly.

"Xiaobai, Xiaobai..." He whispered.

Bai Yuxia put down the manuscript in his hand, pushed the door open, and was a little confused: "What's wrong with the little monk?"

"Shh!" Jingli hurriedly told him to be quiet.

He looked around for a while, pulled Bai Yuxia to the corner, and then said mysteriously: "I want to ask you something."

Bai Yuxia straightened his clothes: "Excuse me."

"It's about spreading the belief of Sanbao Mountain. How to spread it?" Jingli said bitterly: "No matter how I say it, they won't listen."

Ever since Bai Yuxia urged him to start the restaurant opening business and actually filled his pockets, Bai Yuxia has become a synonym for resourcefulness in his eyes. In terms of intelligence, he is only slightly worse than his junior brother Jingshen.

He promised the task assigned by his junior brother with a solemn oath, and of course it was not good to ask his junior brother with a shabby face, so he came to ask the shopkeeper Bai.

"What did you say?" Bai Yuxia asked.

"I'll just say it straight." Jingli said, "Sanbao Mountain is the orthodox Buddhism, the direct descendant of the Buddha. My master is the next abbot of the Hanging Temple, I am the next abbot, my junior brother is the next next abbot, or I am the next next abbot. It's right to convert to us."

Bai Yuxia was silent for a moment, and said, "I want to ask the little saint a question - let's not talk about the floating land, are there many people who believe in Buddhism in this world?"

"A lot, everywhere." Jingli said as a matter of course, "I have investigated near the Hanging Temple, and ten out of ten believe in Buddhism."

"...The little saint is very rigorous!"

"Don't talk about this for now, my junior brother should be back soon. Teach me what to do."

"This matter is actually simple!" Bai Yuxia smiled easily, "What is the most important thing in the Buddhist teachings practiced by the little saint?"

"I don't know."

"Don't know?"

"I practice my Buddha, who cares what he says, who cares what is most important." Jingli said what could be called arrogant words, but his expression was normal, and his eyes were clear, without any arrogance.

Bai Yuxia then understood that he was not "crazy", he was "real".

This is really a Buddhist saying!

Bai Yuxia gave up persuading him and decided to give a direct solution: "Let's assume it is 'cause and effect'. You make a shell of the cause and effect totem, call yourself a cause and effect witch, and give some rice, flour and eggs, and you will naturally attract people to believe in it."

"What else?"

"That's enough."

Jingli didn't quite understand, but he didn't doubt it. He said "Oh" and was going to practice.

At this time, Jiang Wang flew down with Jihuo Yuxiu.

When he landed, he said: "Little holy monk, don't go out yet, accompany me to the Holy Hunting Mountain!"

The door of the inner room opened, Ximing put his hands behind his back, and Lian Yuchan hung his sword and walked out together, all ready for battle.

The most important mountain in the floating land world involves the origin of the floating land human race, and it is also the beginning of a thousand years of drastic changes.

Ao Kui is likely hiding there!