Two Worlds: I Became an Immortal

Chapter 27 Deep Blessings
After taking the torn book from Song Yunyuan, Jiang Wenshu's beautiful eyes couldn't help but show a hint of curiosity.

The books that the immortals brought out were a little damaged, but she didn't mind it much.

As for the things from the immortals, they are a little damaged due to age, which is normal.

But if she is asked to copy it, then it is not very precious, so she can copy it?
Although he was confused, Jiang Wenshu quickly got pen, ink, paper and inkstone and started copying.

When she turned to the first page and looked at the words on it, she couldn't help feeling a little confused.

"Master, what is this word?"

“This is Nong.”

This world uses traditional Chinese characters, and asking the other party to rewrite it also means converting the text.

As for letting this girl see simplified Chinese characters, that’s no big deal. He is an immortal, so isn’t it normal to use some different characters?

農？
Jiang Wenshu nodded slightly and began to copy carefully. She didn't understand most of the words, but Song Yunyuan was there, so she asked questions whenever she came across something she didn't understand.

Jiang Wenshu was extremely excited at this moment.

Is this the word used by the immortals? It is indeed different from that used in the mortal world!

If I learn the writing of immortals, will it be of any benefit to me?
With this thought in mind, Jiang Wenshu copied the words while keeping them firmly in mind.

As she copied, Jiang Wenshu's body suddenly began to tense up, because she clearly felt that the heavenly tribulation that had been lingering over her head was actually beginning to slowly weaken at this time!

"What's going on?"

Jiang Wenshu widened his eyes, feeling an incredible pressure that was slowly weakening at this moment.

This feeling is definitely not wrong, the power of the heavenly tribulation on her is weakening!
Is it because I know the characters of the immortals that the heavenly tribulation has been weakened?

No, that's not right. It's this book! It's because of this book!

With just a flash of thought, Jiang Wenshu came to his senses immediately. He glanced at the book in front of him and looked at the part he had copied. He roughly understood what book he had copied.

What she copied was actually a book that taught people how to farm. The content was simple and easy to understand. Even a little demon like her who didn't know how to farm would know how to farm after seeing it!
Once such books are spread, they will surely benefit all people and even future generations.

The merits here are so huge that even Jiang Wenshu cannot imagine it.

And she could feel, just by copying, that the fatal calamity was gradually weakening. She vaguely felt that as long as she finished copying, she would even have a lot of merits left!
Merit is something that has always been a natural thing that has nothing to do with the demon race, but now she has obtained it!

When he thought of this, Jiang Wenshu's face was filled with joy, and he worked even harder when copying.

Merit! These are all merits!
Every word you copy is a great merit!

She was just a little demon, and she had originally wanted to serve the immortal for a few years. Even if the power of the heavenly tribulation could not be reduced much by then, it would at least buy her some time to practice.

In this breeze-filled courtyard, she can practice peacefully every night.

As long as time is longer, she will have a better chance of successfully surviving the tribulation in the future.

However, now she knew that as long as she finished copying and then went through the tribulation, the probability of surviving the tribulation would be more than 90%.

"Is it because of yesterday's clothes?"

Jiang Wenshu patiently copied the manuscript while glancing at Song Yunyuan. The immortal would not easily give such meritorious deeds to people, but today he gave it to her. She thought about it and thought that it might be because she had sewed clothes for the immortal yesterday.

Seeing the immortal wearing it today, I guess he likes it very much.

Moreover, dust-free grass is indeed very difficult to pick.

Jiang Wenshu was copying meticulously, and above her head, bits of merit were constantly falling on her head.

On the other side, Song Yunyuan could be said to be bathed in the golden light of merit.

However, one of them had no cultivation and the other one’s magic power was too weak, so they couldn’t see the merit at all.

Only the City God in the City God Temple felt something at this moment. After suddenly opening his eyes, he couldn't help but look towards the Qingfeng Courtyard.

At this moment, his eyes saw through countless houses, and he felt the two streams of merit, one large and one small, falling from the sky.

The City God opened his eyes wide at this moment, and his gaze was fixed on the little demon.

"How come this little demon also has merits and virtues falling on him?"

The City God was watching this scene with an expression of disbelief in his eyes. After observing for a moment, he finally understood the reason and then he beat his chest and stamped his feet.

Even a little demon like this can gain merits just by following the immortal. Why?
Just because she copied a book for this person?
"This is even more painful than not allowing this Lord to enjoy incense!"

The City God felt very uncomfortable when he saw Jiang Wenshu enjoying the endless stream of merits and virtues that were falling on him.

If he had known there would be such benefits, he would have tried to get close to the other party long ago. Why wait until now?

However, merit is such a precious thing, and he couldn’t figure out why the immortal gave it to this little demon.

Could it be that this little demon and this immortal are destined to be together?

Or is it that this merit is not something rare for this immortal?

Thinking about the period of time since the other party arrived, merits have been falling on him from time to time. If you think about it carefully, it doesn't seem surprising.

Yes, it is too easy for immortals to earn merits. If that is the case, there is naturally no need to be so stingy.

Seeing that this little demon had a connection with him, he just gave a little bit of it to the other party.

Although it is only a little bit that flows out from the gaps between the fingernails, it is enough to benefit this little demon for life!
The City God is a Yin God. He cannot fully see how much merit a demon or an immortal has, but he can roughly feel the merit that has been bestowed upon them.

With a rough thought, you can know that this merit is definitely not small.

Especially that immortal was the most powerful. After digging out the well water and the somewhat strange seeds he brought, he could sense the merits that fell from the other party from time to time.

As long as the well water does not dry up, and the grain seeds can be harvested and spread, the other party will gain a lot of merit with every harvest in the future.

The amount of merit depends on how many people drink the well water and how many people grow the crops.

Thinking of this in his mind, and then looking at Song Yunyuan who was lying beside him and casually instructing the little demon to copy, the City God sighed quietly in his heart.

In the end, it was because I was too unlucky that I could not get the favor of this immortal.

(End of this chapter)