Yuan Shi Tian

Chapter 134

The spiritual realm of the ancestral hall,

There are six or seven houses with sloping eaves and cracked walls. It seems like they have been in a trance for decades, becoming more and more withered and desolate.The atmosphere in Zhouza seems to be lingering in autumn, with a hint of decay.

Xun Shaoyu was sitting cross-legged, looking at the village elder in the ancestral hall, with a look of indifference on his face.

"The Art of Entering Dreams!"

Xun Shaoyu's expression showed no surprise as the vitality of Zhou Za's spiritual realm declined, as if all this was normal.

This is the price he should pay for appearing holy in this world and entering and exiting the dreams of strangers.

After all, in any world, yin and yang cannot be negotiated, and there is a huge difference between gods and humans.If you do it reluctantly and see it, the losses will also seriously damage the foundation and vitality of some low-level ghosts, gods and earthly beings.

If it wasn't for Xun Shaoyu who forged a talisman, one of which was a self-conceived dream magic.Let the technique of entering a dream have a bit of innate magic, and reduce the backlash.Xun Shaoyu would not directly fall into a dream and meet Old Man Wang in his dream.

Just like this, under the backlash of heaven and earth, this spiritual realm also showed some signs of decline.

"But it's all worth it!"

"With my grandfather's help and my grandfather's prestige over the years, my identity as the ancestral spirit has been determined for the most part. If I work hard, I might not be able to obtain a land grant for a village or even a township."

Shinto karma is like this, step by step, one carrot and one pit, no more, no less.If your life is not about to end, it will not change even if it lasts for thousands of years.

Precisely because the Shinto is so long, it is simply unimaginable to imagine what the great gods in high positions can do.

Xun Shaoyu sighed quietly: "With my grandfather's full support, this matter is mostly settled!"

The dim and decaying spiritual realm gradually gained a touch of twilight.

This twilight color made Xun Shaoyu's reflection become increasingly hazy and illusive.

…………

vertical sun,

Wang’s Ancestral Hall!

All the respectable old people gathered in the ancestral hall.

From time to time, there were whispers floating among the crowd.

"Cough cough cough..."

Old man Wang sat at the head of the table, staying up all day and night, which was really too much for him who was over seventy years old.

The old man looked at the few strands of blood spreading in his palm, and held it calmly.

More than a dozen old people from the Wang family looked at the oldest man in the village, Old Man Wang, with concern.

"Brother, your body needs a little rest. Once you collapse, the backbone of this guy will be gone."

One old man spoke sincerely, and the other old men nodded slowly.

They are all members of the same family, and they are all relatives for several generations in the family tree.Either nephews or uncles, they are very close.

Moreover, even if the kinship is secondary, the influence of Old Man Wang in the government is not comparable to that of several of them.

Seventy years is rare in life, and the age of 70 was considered auspicious in ancient times.Enjoying various privileges, especially the one of holding a dove without bowing to an official, is not a privilege that these sixty-year-olds can have.

Old Man Wang is the only old man in Wangjia Village who is over seventy years old and has been awarded the dove stick by the imperial court.

With such privileges, it is not difficult to imagine the importance of the old man's voice.

"Hahaha……"

The old man smiled to himself and said: "We are all members of the Wang clan, and our blood is as thick as water... The old man knows everyone's thoughts, and he also knows that the few old brothers sitting here are secretly taking care of it."

Although Old Man Wang's words were soft, they were no less than thunderous in the ears of several people, making their bones numb and their spines soft.

"Brother, you...what are you talking about, and the brothers can't understand you?"

"don't know?"

The old man was indifferent and muttered: "I don't know, okay, old man, I will go to the county to see if there is anything... unspeakable about the lack of children in the family!"

Hearing these words, several old people immediately felt uneasy, and they were all a little panicked. Now that Old Man Wang singled them out, they naturally felt a little more frightened.

"Brother, brother..."

An old man's body was limp, kneeling on the ground, crying heavily.

"The second son of my family is the only Miaomiao of the third generation of my family. The only Miaomiao..."

Old man Wang had no expression on his face, and his eyes passed over the dozens of elderly people sitting there one by one.

"You have something you want to tell me, old man?"

The little secret actions of these old men are completely in the eyes of the old man.

The old man Wang didn't rub his eyes, so he naturally knew the purpose of these old people, who did not hesitate to hide their secrets from the village, and sent their own darlings out of the village.

Not only are they afraid of causing disharmony, but they can also leave some incense to their family, so as not to completely eliminate their heirs.

"Old brother..."

Nuonuo, a dozen old people, remained silent, with a vague look of shame on their expressions.

"Brother...we are all old now. It doesn't matter whether we are alive or dead."

"But, the only seedling in the family cannot be cut off like this. This is impossible..."

Old Man Wang sneered and said: "So, you just hide it from the village and just care about the life and death of each family?"

"Confused..."

Suddenly, Old Man Wang slapped the table and yelled angrily.

"It's the greatest forgiveness for the county that can see the old man's thin noodles and not ask for it. You still eagerly join in, this is a way to bring disaster!"

"Those people are wolf cubs who eat red meat and poop white shit. No amount of money or land can satisfy their appetite."

"If the Wang family really falls, without us old bones to keep them in check, how can those children be immune to their manipulation?"

Several old people had a bitter look on their faces and shook their heads silently.

"Ugh……"

Old man Wang knew everything about the mentality of several old brothers who rushed to seek medical treatment in a hurry, and he could guess five or six points.Because of this, Old Man Wang kept turning a blind eye, pretending to be ignorant and ignorant.

However, when he thought about his grandson's hope for the divine way, Old Man Wang could no longer be blind and watched these old brothers evacuate the whole Wangjia Village.

The wealth of the Shinto people is a thousand times greater than that of the ordinary people. The opportunity for his grandson to secure his position in the land is simply a matter of more than ten generations of the Wang family. Only then did they have this opportunity and blessing.

"Brother, Nanjiang Longjun refuses to accept tributes, and even refuses to accept the bamboo slips to inform the gods. The meaning is already obvious."

Living in this world where Shinto is prosperous, how can we not understand its meaning.

Because of this, the old people are becoming more and more desperate.

Old Man Wang thought for a while and said: "There is no room for maneuver in this matter. Since Lord Long won't protect us, then let's find someone who can protect us and end it, right?"

"There are so many gods in the world. Without Nanjiang Dragon Lord, we would all be dead?"

"Not so..."

Old Man Wang gritted his teeth and burst out word after word.

"So, what do you mean, brother?"

The old people were stunned. Looking at Old Man Wang's face, they felt increasingly strange.

"Find a god, a god who can accept our worship."

Old Man Wang's words were so frank that several old men were suddenly covered in cold sweat.

An old man looked troubled: "Brother, this..."

Old Man Wang said leisurely: "What if this god is from our Wang family?"

"What... what,"

The old people sitting there all stood up in shock as if they were at a loss.

"Brother, do you know what you're talking about?"

An old man looked at Old Man Wang with unspeakable panic.

A ghost, god or earth cannot be accomplished just by saying it.

On the other hand, so-called evil spirits can also collect incense from the human world for their own use.Therefore, the first thought of these old people was really wrong.

"Hahaha……"

Old Man Wang smiled grandly and said, "Old man, I know very well what I am talking about and what I am thinking."

"...That is a real god, the god of our Wang family!"

"You should all know that old man, I never lie. It was true in the past, it will be true in the future, and it is even truer now."

"That's the king of our Wang family!"

Old Man Wang's eyes held a different meaning, which made people secretly feel heartbroken.

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In the spiritual realm,

Xun Shaoyu watched quietly as Old Man Wang forced himself to subdue a group of clan elders.

"With the support from Wangjiacun, my divine power will be somewhat abundant."

The power of incense and vows is the root of the existence of gods, and it is also the basis for Shinto to transcend the mundane world.

However, although the worship of hundreds of Wang family members can stabilize his destiny talisman, there are still some delusions in trying to obtain a decree of destiny.

"In this way, if it weren't for my innate magical skills, I am not good at frequent conquests, and even self-protection would be a bit dangerous."

Those evil spirits are not very docile. Once a new demon is born, they will often attack them in groups.If the earthly deities do not have powerful magical powers, or even extremely powerful backers, they will surely be eaten by those evil spirits.

Thinking like this, Xun Shaoyu slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and suppressed the boredom in his chest.

Of course, the art of dreaming can be said to be a great Shinto skill in attracting Shinto believers.But if you want to attack, it seems to be beyond your capabilities.

"Backer...backer, the two biggest backers in the world are only Longting and Shenting!"

The Dragon Court was opened by a true dragon, with the constitution of heaven in its mouth, and the great fortune of humanity had the power to become a god.

As for the Divine Court, it has been passed down since the ancient times of the nations, and it has lasted for tens of thousands of years, and it is the well-deserved supreme of the Divine Way.

When humanity is strong, it can keep pace with the Divine Court; but when humanity declines, the Divine Court overwhelms humanity.

In this way, it is almost clear at a glance which of the two is stronger and which is weaker.

Xun Shaoyu sighed lightly and said: "The Wang family's cause and effect, and my own family's cause and effect, are a mess. If you don't mess with it, it will still be messy."

However, if he can lay a foundation through Wangjiacun, he, Xun Shaoyu, will be able to gain a foothold in this golden world.

Moreover, if it can be managed properly for 80 years, it will follow the path of Zhengcong Jiupin and see its outstanding style.

In this way, even in the main world, Xun Shaoyu can have some power to protect himself.

(End of this chapter)