I trade everything in Journey to the West

Chapter 235 Why do the immortals and gods of Chang'an City gather together on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month?

It was early July in the first year of Yuanfeng.

Chang'an City, Dongfang Shuo's residence.

The courtyard is deep, with corridors twisting left and right, interspersed and connected. At the corners, there are small new pavilions, exquisite rocks, pines and cypresses, or green ponds.

Dongfang Shuo was sitting in the corridor. Through the hollow hexagonal window, the clear skylight poured in. Everything was bright, and he could still see the small scenery outside.

Grass, trees, ponds and rocks are huddled in a corner, but there is no sense of congestion, it is fresh and natural.

I saw him wearing a cross-collared blue cloud-rolled robe, a jade belt, and thick-soled soap boots. He was lying on the desk in the corridor, writing and splashing ink.

There are all pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the desk. There is a bronze animal-faced cauldron in the corner, with sandalwood curling up.

The paper on which Dongfang Shuo splashed ink was thick, simple, and filled with precious light. It was obviously not extraordinary.

At the same time, he had quiet eyes, a gentle smile on his face, and an unpredictable temperament.

It is totally different from the words of some of his colleagues who dislike him, making fun of his Majesty's ministers who are lucky enough to be here today.

"The god of Zhongshan, his name is Zhulong. He sees day, looks down as night, blows as winter, and calls as summer. He does not drink, does not eat, does not rest, his breath is wind, and his body is thousands of miles long. He is in the east of Wuqi. He is an object. , human face, snake body, red, living at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain."

Dongfang Shuo wrote solemnly on the green paper with a solemn expression, stroke by stroke.

Below this paragraph, he started another line and splashed the word "Yuan Long" with a splash of ink, but then he frowned and was unable to finish writing.

"The god of Cangshan Mountain, named Yuanlong, controls the yin and yang, drives the five elements, controls wind, rain, thunder and lightning. The darkness is responsible for the evolution of the world, and the vision is the end of the heaven and the earth.

Its form is changeable, sleeping and stretching thousands of miles, with the body of a dragon coiled on the tree. When it is happy, it has the body of a dragon and its tail, creating all things. When it is angry, it has the head of a human and the body of a dragon, fighting for the underworld.

He often shows his body to others and lives on Cangshan Mountain. "

A clear voice came from behind him, speaking loudly.

Dongfang Shuo was so surprised that he almost dropped the ink dots on himself. He hurriedly put down the pen and ink and turned around to look.

Sure enough!
He hurriedly bowed and said respectfully: "I'll pay my respects to Mr. Long on the small road~"

Fang Longye looked at Dongfang Shuo with a smile, stepped forward, glanced at the manuscript on his desk, looked back at Dongfang Shuo and said, "It seems that Manqian, you have not forgotten what I entrusted you~"

"Xiao Dao dare not forget what Lord Long ordered. Just as it happened, after His Majesty sealed the Heaven and Zen Earth in Mount Tai, he ordered Xiao Dao to delete and supplement the "Book of Mountains and Seas". It coincides with what Lord Long ordered."

Dongfang Shuo said respectfully.

"Oh?" Fang Longye heard this, changed his mind, and said with a smile: "It seems that the big man's victory in the Zen world this time has been fruitful!"

"Not only those little Mao gods, but also some modern gods and gods have been eradicated, and many ancient gods have also suffered!"

Otherwise, Dongfang Shuo would not be allowed to re-edit "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".This is to eliminate the traces of the deceased gods in the world as much as possible.

Dongfang Shuo couldn't help but shrink his neck when he heard Fang Longye's words.During this time, he had been on tenterhooks.

It is indeed a magnificent feat for a human king to depose a god, but it is not without some backlash.

Not to mention the backlash and curses directed at the Human King himself, there are just some remnants of the gods who had the chance to escape, and they have been making trouble in the dark.

It can be seen from the fact that natural and earthly disasters are becoming more and more common in the Han Dynasty.

Of course, he also felt pity and resentment about this, but what was more realistic before him was the fear that those remnants of the gods, who failed to take revenge on the human king, would find him.

After all, he was too eye-catching as a true immortal hanging around in the court.

If he hadn't pulled a tiger skin of Emperor Donghua's future disciple, those remnants of the gods who had gone crazy would probably have attacked him long ago.

According to his secret observation, many of the immortals recruited by the Han Dynasty were poisoned by the remnants of the gods.

therefore--

These days, ever since he returned to Chang'an, he has been staying at home, following His Majesty's instructions, renovating and renovating various classics that record the affairs of gods and immortals.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas" is just one of them.

Fang Longye looked at Dongfang Shuo and laughed loudly: "But I didn't think carefully before and didn't give you a specific message. Just write it as I just said!"

"As for the polishing, I'll leave it to Manqian~"

"Whatever Mr. Long said, how can working for Mr. Long be considered troublesome?" Dongfang Shuo said flatteringly.

But then, he hesitated and said: "Well, Mr. Long——"

"Do you really want to introduce your name after the Great God Zhulong?"

Fang Longye glanced at him, waved his hand, and said with a faint smile: "Don't worry, I can bear it!"

What the two discussed.

More than half a year ago, when Fang Longye came to Nanzhan Buzhou, found Dongfang Shuo, and rested in his mansion, he suddenly had a strange idea.

He asked Dongfang Shuo, who was struggling in the world of mortals, to revise the "Book of Mountains and Seas" and add Fang Longye's name and taboo information to it.

Through some true or false descriptions, and deliberately listed after "Zhulong", ordinary mortals mistakenly believe that he is a great god alongside the ancestor of Zhulong.

The purpose of this approach, which is similar to touching porcelain, is to spread his name.It can not only collect incense of faith for Shinto clones, but also grab a lot of luck in the dark.

In the world of spiritual practice, fame is also a kind of treasure, and people's aspirations can bring huge benefits.

Just like pure incense gods can be born from ordinary incense of common belief, human thoughts have all kinds of incredible power.

As for Dongfang Shuo's concerns, Fang Longye had certainly considered them.

He knew that his little idea of ​​using Zhulong Ancestor to boost his status could not be hidden from this big boss.

But it is impossible for this big boss to get angry because of this reason.Moreover, he had also calculated that there was a great opportunity.

Therefore, Dongfang Shuo is no longer worried.

"Long Jun came here because the opportunity mentioned before has arrived?" Dongfang Shuo saw Fang Longye's attitude and could only remain suspicious and ignore the topic.

I just thought secretly in my heart, Great God Zhulong, this is not a trivial thing, I want to blaspheme you!I can only blame this unworthy descendant of yours before me~
Fang Longye naturally didn't know Dongfang Shuo's true thoughts in his heart, although he also vaguely sensed that Dongfang Shuo had something going on in his heart, as if he was hiding something.

But this is not human nature. Can he still care about others and nothing happens while he is talking?
So, he just glanced at Dongfang Shuo and said with a smile: "You are quite alert! In about three days, you will know what opportunity I am talking about~"

three days later?
Dongfang Shuo heard this and thought to himself, "Isn't it your Majesty's birthday in three days?"

However, he didn't have time to think too much, so he calmed down his thoughts, looked at Fang Longye with a smile, and said hurriedly: "Then Lord Long is still resting in the original place?"

"Sorry for bothering you~"

Fang Longye nodded and smiled, then casually threw a brocade bag towards Dongfang Shuo, which was a storage treasure.

There are a lot of elixirs, spiritual treasures, and magical powers in it. For Dongfang Shuo today, they are all rare and good things.

"Thank you Lord Long for the generous gift!"

Dongfang Shuo took the brocade bag thrown by Fang Longye, glanced at it with his consciousness, and immediately smiled broadly, bent down slightly, stretched out his hand to signal: "Long Lord, please!"

This is the reason why he, who is only a true immortal, is obviously uncomfortable in front of the Golden Immortal, but also has to deal with this unfamiliar Dragon Lord.

no way~
This Dragon Lord is too generous!

Fang Longye shook his head and laughed when he saw Dongfang Shuo, who was as attentive as a servant.

It was at this time that he could pretend to be a wealthy man in front of Dongfang Shuo.When Dongfang Shuo is really included in the door wall by Emperor Donghua, how can he still see him in such a posture?
……

in the courtyard.

Among the bamboo leaves, there are stones like lotus flowers. Spring water flows out from the flowers, and the ground is covered with jade.

The pine wind came suddenly and lingered.

People in it feel as if they are in a deep forest, quiet and natural.

"A few months have passed, but nothing has changed!"

After Dongfang Shuo accompanied Fang Longye to the small courtyard and respectfully left, Fang Longye walked back and forth in the small courtyard where he had stayed before.

There was light in his eyes, shining as he looked around at the rather familiar scenery.The whole person looks like a lazy old cat, looking relaxed and happy with the situation.

In fact, he was thinking about his next plan in his heart.

As he said, he returned to Chang'an City now just to join in the excitement of Han Wu's birthday on the seventh day of July.

Let’s see if, as the legend of the past life says, the Queen Mother of the West will come to the mortal world to congratulate Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty on his birthday~

By the way, let’s take a look and see what benefits can be gained from this.It's best to have direct and immediate benefits that can improve his cultivation.

After all, now that his practice in the Golden Fairyland is stuck at the same pace, it's really uncomfortable.

Before--

He peeked into the source sea of ​​Tao for the second time, tried some things and got injured. Although he gained a lot, it was all some understanding of Tao.

It has little effect on his relatively lacking accumulation of energy and spirit.

The treasures in this aspect of the body have basically been exhausted in the previous practice.Only the twelve drops of pure witch essence and blood that were recently exchanged were left.

Otherwise, how could he have reached the point where he was only one step away from becoming a Golden Immortal in such a short period of time?

Without all the previous accumulations, he would not have been able to leap upward after all three disasters.

As for the twelve drops of pure witch blood essence that he recently traded.

Since every drop was at the Taiyi level and came from the pure-blood witch clan, the turbid qi was too strong for him to smelt just one drop, and the two clear and turbid qi in his body were somewhat unbalanced.

It’s really unsustainable.

Therefore, I had no choice but to leave the country and come here according to the original plan to try my luck and see if there are any new opportunities.

Fang Longye has already planned to wait until now, even if he gets enough benefits to make him a golden immortal, and even enter the stage of perfection.

He also wanted to go to the Huai River where King Yu Tao had invited him many years ago.

Because, whether it was the few memories he got from Lu Wen's true spirit or his previous attempts at the source of Tao, he understood that the pass between Jinxian and Taiyi was not so easy to pass.

To know--

His mind only walked in the "Ocean of the Source of the Tao" for a while, and it was not even really entered, but was annihilated by small water droplets. However, even in this way, he could still gain an unimaginable understanding of the Tao.

As for the Golden Immortal Perfection, he can directly project his mind and consciousness into the "Ocean of the Source of Tao" and have complete contact with it.

Just think about it, you will know how much enlightenment the golden immortal in the perfection stage can gain during this process.

But even so, there are still people who have been wasting in this stage for a long time and are not allowed to enter the upper realm.

There are many characters here with unusual backgrounds.

How could this not allow him to prepare for a rainy day?
Anyway, through his previous experience in the "Sea of ​​Sources of Tao", he finally understood that the higher he went, the slightest difference in realm seemed like a huge gap.

To fill this gap and improve the gap even by a millimeter, it requires immeasurable resources.

Therefore, as far as luck is concerned, fighting for an extra share is a share.

Who would think that he has many opportunities?
No matter how many opportunities we have, there will always be times when they are not enough.

……

Three days passed in a flash.

Fang Longye just closed his eyes and meditated for a while. When he opened his eyes again, it was already the seventh day of July.

In fact, the entire city of Chang'an has been noisy since the early morning.

But at that time, it was just the personnel of the Han Dynasty who were making various festive arrangements.It can truly be said to be the most crowded and lively place when the sun has already risen in the east.

On the ridge of a roof of Dongfang Shuo's mansion, Fang Longye stood with his hands behind his hands, looking outside.

The morning light gradually rose, the sun slowly rose, and the golden strands fell down. As if the scroll was unfolding slowly, his spiritual platform was clear and bright, and he looked at the entire Chang'an City.

I saw its gate towers towering and stacked in rows.Surrounded by flowing water, the north and south mountains face each other.

The Sixth Street and Three Markets have a lot of goods and supplies, and thousands of households come and go.It can be said that it is the capital city of emperors, the Tianfu Chang'an City.

Central Avenue extends in all directions, with various shops and markets along the street, there are cockfights, arm eagles, Liubo, playing the piano, gentle scholars, white-clothed swordsmen, boxers in strong suits, Girls with fluttering skirts are bustling with each other, rubbing shoulders, it is very lively.

But it was the birthday of Emperor Liu Che of the Han Dynasty. In order to have fun with the people, he took a three-day rest and completely relaxed the restrictions on Chang'an City, allowing people from all over the world to come and have fun.

Especially tonight, there won't even be a curfew.

However, Fang Longye didn't pay attention to this. Instead, he glanced around Chang'an City and beyond, and couldn't help but sigh: "Good guy, it's really lively! So many people are here~"

However, the excitement he spoke of did not refer to these ordinary people.

I saw that in his sea of ​​consciousness, there were projections of the entire city of Chang'an, both inside and outside.

In the projection, you can see different flashes of light, some blazing, some fire-sized, some condensed air pillars, some canopy-covered roofs, etc., etc., in various shapes and forms, it is difficult to describe.

What is reflected in the projection belongs to the destiny of all living beings.Those who are blazing, those with big lanterns, those with special colors, and those with extraordinary shapes are all outstanding among mortals.

Even if they are not princes and generals, they are from wealthy families, or they are future heroes who have not yet made their fortune and are still among the common people.

In addition to these visions of the fate of ordinary mortals, there are two completely different visions that are seen in his eyes and reflected in the projections in his sea of ​​consciousness.

First, there are bright lights rising into the sky one after another like stars, shining brightly, but confined to themselves, lingering with fairy light, otherworldly.

They are all immortal figures who have become immortals, and there are even golden immortals who are in the same realm as him.

As for those at a higher level, there may be some, but if they focus on hiding, Fang Longye won't be able to find them.

"What a big scene! If Yang Chan knew that this happened to her family after she went into seclusion, would she regret it?"

But it was the second one, which also shot into the sky with light, but it was different from the otherworldly light of immortality. Instead, it looked as powerful as a prison, and was accompanied by the murmurs of prayers from endless sentient beings.

One after another, there was praise and praise.

No need to take a closer look, just at a glance, you can tell that they are all Shinto people.

On the birthday of the king of the world, the immortals and gods gathered here. Are they here to congratulate you, or are they here to cause trouble?
Fang Longye was very interested in this.

He simply took out a rattan chair, half-lyed on it, crossed his legs, took out the Liangyi Divine Gourd, sipped the Baihua Fairy Brew inside, and looked around with a smile.

Wait and see.

(End of this chapter)