Ford Tianguan

Chapter 149 If you want to get rich, build roads first (two in one, ask for a monthly pass)

Huang Tian grasped the power of the country, and his own priestly talisman was sublimated.

Mountain god, agricultural god, village community (land god), good luck.

The four priesthoods have each reached the state of entry.

But after being combined with each other to form "Sheji", it didn't push Huang Tian to a higher level of divine way, but instead brought about a change in divine power.

"The next step is to refine the land, ensure good weather, cultivate good fortune and merit, and follow the path of good fortune and righteousness."

It seems that "The True Explanation of the God's Way of Hou Land" is not completely suitable for me.

Otherwise, follow the path of Empress Dowager Earth, the earth, the nether world...

It was too quiet.

It seems that you have to go step by step in your own way, refer to some Shinto exercises, and create a Shinto true solution that is only suitable for you.

Huang Tian was a novel author in his previous life, his body weighed more than 100 kilograms, except for a few kilograms of yellow waste, the rest was all brains.

What about classical mechanics, I think it is also very suitable for the authority of the law of the earth.

Another example is the three laws of celestial motion, you can also try it.

And what kind of electromagnetism can be connected with the earth.

People follow the earth, the earth follows the sky, and the sky follows the Tao.

If you walk the way of the earth yourself, you should also confirm with the way of the sky.

Huang Tian restrained his aura, separated the authority from the community into its original form, only the aura of the land of the mountain god remained.

After refining the authority, the god statue in the Earth Temple has completely turned into a boy.

Huang Tian didn't bother others, and recruited Mengsi out.

Mengsi is a mythical beast with void attributes, and it also has authority over dreams, death, and illusion.

It was enough to bring Huang Tian into the dreams of the villagers.

Huang Tian sat on Mengsi's body, and was quickly brought into an illusory and confusing world.

This world is different from Hades.

Yangshi and Lingjing are colorful and splendid.

There are only three basic colors of black, white and gray in the underworld.

As for other colors, either red or muddy yellow.

Red, most often appear on Li Gui.Some plants in the underworld, such as the other shore flower, are also red.

In addition, the moon in the underworld is also red, and sometimes the clouds are also red, because the clouds are raining blood.

Only Yellow Spring Water is yellow.

These colors are fixed collocations and are not easy to change.

But in the dream world, the colors are constantly changing, making people dazzled, and there is a sense of cutting and confusion.

It seems to be a contradiction between familiarity and unfamiliarity. Many things are ordinary in the yang world, but in the dream, they have symbolic meanings.

And everyone's dreams are different.

Huang Tian replaced the land master as the land master, and he had to notify the head of the village, the head of the security, the head of the village, and even the elders of the clan.

At that time, the villagers in the village will pay money to worship the newly appointed land and repair the land temple.

Huang Tian doesn't need these unnecessary expenses, but this is the tradition and rules of taking office, and the land master also experienced such a set when he took office.

It is necessary to establish the majesty in the hearts of the villagers.

Although Huang Tian didn't care about their incense beliefs, the villagers of Qingxuan Village were led into the Huangtian Mountain Range to develop mountain resources, so Huang Tian had to pay attention.

Even if other things are outsourced to Wild Miaozhu, this kind of majesty building has to be done in person.

Three fires for a new official to take office!

Old tradition.

Huang Tian doesn't need to burn too much, as long as the burn is strong.

Qingxuan Village is an old scholar, who is studying in his dream at this time.

It's just that what I read is not the meaning of the scriptures, but a "Difficult to Read Sutra".

As the saying goes, every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, and they are not said outside, but hidden in their stomachs.

Worrying by day, worrying by night.

After a long period of time, there is no way to resolve the annoying things, and it has become such a "difficult to read scripture".

The village is reciting the scriptures, sighing, depressed and unable to understand.

His dream world is also eerie and strange, like a cage.

There is a noose on the head, like being hanged.

There is a fire pit under your feet, and you are in a dilemma.

On the left and right sides, there is a strong monster with two heads, one head is like a dog or a pig, chattering, complaining, or cursing.

One head is like a mouse, short-sighted, greedy and cowardly.

The strange woman was holding a huge baby in her hands, it only had a huge mouth, but no limbs, and she just needed to be fed.

Huang Tian fell asleep, secretly startled: "This person's state can only be described as depressed and mentally disturbed."

How did Huang Tian know that the Lord of the Land used spells to conjure up dreams, so how could he enter the dreamland himself?
The world in the dream is absurd and illogical. Even if someone dreams of their own gods in their dreams, they might be able to abolish the Emperor of Heaven, which can be described as extremely dangerous.

Huang Tian sat on Mengsi's body, condescending, his body radiated divine light, and his body was protected by the light of merit and purity.

Blocking out these gloomy and evil spirits, Mengsi surrounded his body and tore open the cage.

The village is in a daze: "Where did the boy come from? Why did you come to my house? But lost his parents?"

Huang Tian secretly said: "If you don't have a majestic figure, it's just difficult to handle."

Only one reverberation spell is used, with its own echo.

"I am the grandson of the previous land, the owner of the Huangtian Mountain Range. Now the old master Li of the previous land is promoted and transferred, so I will be the master. This is the order of the heavenly court. It cannot be faked. You can take a look."

The sound was loud, like thunder.

In reality, Muramasa frowned in his sleep, as if he was haunted by a nightmare. Since middle age, Muramasa has never had deep sleep, but only light sleep.

In the past, I would wake up with a little movement at random, but now I can't wake up no matter what.

After looking through the appointment documents, the villager realized that the boy in front of him was the Lord of the Huangtian Mountain Range that the land master had said in his dream.

The land said before that the owner of the mountain is benevolent, allowing them to go up the mountain to collect herbs, collect mountain products, and hunt...

However, Qingxuan Village has more farming people, and has never developed hunting, and there are few hunters and warriors.

Therefore, when the villager knew about it, he just told other people that some villagers went to the mountain, and they just picked up some dead branches and dry firewood, so that they could light a fire when they came back.

After all, the villagers are always in awe of the mountains.

Especially when they witnessed the Huangtian Ridge rising and turning into the Huangtian Mountain Range, they knew that there must be something sacred in it.

In the temples below the Huangtian Mountain Range, because casual cultivator Liu Chengdao has proven effective in interpreting hexagrams, they also occasionally go to ask questions.

But I never thought that the mountain god would be such a cute boy.

Fortunately, Mengsi's gigantic snake shape made the villager see it clearly, and he didn't dare to underestimate it, and said again and again: "The gods are here today, but what guidance do you have?"

Huang Tian: ...

Feelings you didn't listen to me?

I said I am your land now!
"This god is stationed in the Earth Temple today, let me tell you so as not to panic."

"The other god is also the lord of the Huangtian Mountain Range. As long as you pay homage to the incense before going up the mountain, you can enter the mountain with peace of mind. This god will protect you."

The villager promised again and again, and then carefully said: "Last year, there was a severe drought, only this village had rain, and our farmland was not affected."

"But after autumn, and even winter, until today, there has been no rain. I wonder if the God of the Land can tell me why? The little old man feels at ease."

Huang Tian didn't know the exact reason, but in order to maintain the dignity of the divine way, he only said: "Since this god has come, I will ensure that the weather and crops will be plentiful for you."

Then he gave a little energy to help him get rid of some minor ailments, and used the White Lotus Purifying World Mantra to help him purify the gloom in his heart, so that he would not be overwhelmed one day.

Who knew that the spell power of the white lotus fell to the ground, and it took root steadily, and there was a spirit in her heart.

Huang Tian secretly figured out what the situation was.

Finally learned that there is no harm.

The white lotus purifies the world and absorbs all malice.

And the deepest malice is the human heart.

White lotus can help them reshape their good qualities and accumulate good deeds.

After death, the soul also has the magic power to protect the body, so as not to fall into the path of evil spirits.

Huang Tian felt that there was something Buddhist in it, and thought silently: "Should we simplify the White Lotus Mantra to purify the world into an ordinary mantra, so that mortals can feel it after reciting it a hundred or eighty times?"

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was good. Many mantras in the religions of later generations were mixed with god worship beliefs, and Huang Tian could also integrate his own beliefs into the mantras.

For example, the Pure Land sect of Buddhism has a mantra "Namo Amitabha".

I also thought that every god, as long as it is a little formal, must have its own treasure.

Do you want to make a Huang Tianbao patent?Mix the White Lotus Mantra into it.

This is not only to spread faith, but also to condense powers such as purification and relief.

Huang Tian was secretly startled: Why does it feel like he has something to do with the world of the heavens, the number one rebel force!
But then I thought about it: it's none of my business, it's all about doctrine.

Coming out of Muramasa's dream, the color gradually becomes normal, just like entering the real and cold world from a dream bubble.

Huang Tian followed the same pattern, riding Mengsi through the dream world.

He made it clear about his entry into the Land Temple.

Of course, only a few representatives entered the dream, the other villagers Huang Tian didn't have time to enter the dream one by one to preach.

Although I didn't fall into a dream, I still took the living book and clicked through one by one.

Huang Tian took part-time job as God of Fortune, and now he can see a person's fortunes and misfortunes.

According to the setting of qi luck flow, ordinary people have gray and white luck, people who are about to die have black qi, bloody disasters have red light, and death is red with black.

Sick people are sticky yellow-green and smell like snot.

Scholars have literary spirit, and warriors have blood spirit.

Officials have official air, and rich people have wealth air.

Treasures have precious light and precious energy.

At this time, according to the Shengmin Book, Huang Tian recorded the situation one by one, and had a little understanding of the fate of fortune and misfortune.

However, Shinto taboos the most taboo of replacing Tianxin with one's own heart, so Huang Tian didn't do anything, trying to change the fate of living beings, just being an observer.

Not changing individual destiny does not mean not changing collective destiny.

Among the rights and powers that Huang Tian comprehended, there are national destiny and clan destiny.

With Huang Tian here, even if they dipped in Huang Tian's bath water, they will still be lucky throughout the year.

If Huang Tian wanted to comprehend fate, he would take the entire subject of Qingxuan Village as the research object, and would not interfere with it personally.

After all, Cao Chenghuang made it clear that he hoped that Qingxuan Village could become Qingxuan Town, and Huang Tian took advantage of being a mountain god to drive the development of Qingxuan Village.

And from a village to a town, this is the change of the overall destiny.

This kind of change only needs a certain opportunity from Huang Tian.

Such as open forest.

It also only needs some villagers to make their own choices, such as bravely stepping out of the comfort zone, no longer just farming, but choosing to enter the mountains.

Life is like this, constantly making choices and constantly seizing opportunities.

There is always a time to change destiny.

There is no need to subsidize a scholar with a pot of luck like when you were more than a year ago, and make him go crazy after passing the exam.

Huang Tian firmly believed that fate could be changed by himself.

Of course, the premise is to seize the opportunity given by fate.

This is what Huang Tian comprehended when he wrote "The Legend of Transforming the Dragon into Heaven".

From a fish to a dragon, you need to constantly seize opportunities.

After observing the fortune and fortune of individuals and their families.

Huang Tian entered the ancestral hall again. The ancestral hall is dedicated to the ancestors, and they will observe the luck of each family and family name.

Huang Tian needs to refer to one or two.

The ancestral hall is tall, much taller than the Earth Temple, but there are many memorial tablets inside. Let’s talk about a few portraits, and it’s just some small officials from the previous dynasty.

Ordinary people worship their own ancestors, often with the highest standard, and many of them sacrifice at the same time.

But sacrificing mountain gods and land is just a personal belief, and it does not have such a cohesive force.

Therefore, when the Lord of the Land was around, there was no more than one-tenth of the incense in the ancestral hall.

The ancestor spirits in the ancestral hall can also be regarded as gods, with special powers, belonging to protection and the like, but only their surnames or even married daughter-in-laws.

But before the land master came to the ancestral hall, he also borrowed the souls of two ferocious dogs.

This is about local burial customs.

It is said that after a person dies, he will walk a long way. He needs a chicken to clear the way, a dog to protect him, money in his hand, rice balls and so on.

After many villagers died, they would also choose to bury the dog that guarded the house and the home with them in order to successfully go to the underworld.

But the custom is a custom. Generally, after their death, their souls are collected from the land and sent to the City God.

Only a small number of them can return to the ancestral hall, receive incense, and become ancestor spirits.

Most of them stay in the ghost villages where the ancestral graves are manifested in the yin, and continue to be ghosts, waiting for the yin life to run out, or queuing up for their turn to reincarnate.

Today, the ancestor who is in charge of this ancestral hall was born as a small official in this dynasty. He won funds for the village and built a ditch during his lifetime. Therefore, many people in the village still remember his deeds. As long as the ditch is used, they will think of him About to have the strength of entry.

There are two more, the oldest and oldest ancestor spirit, with numb eyes and no core, just like a puppet machine.

These two are a couple who decided to settle here at the beginning. It is precisely because the two of them have spread out here, 100 years, 200 years, gradually connected by blood, and became a family with the same surname.

Although they have been incensed for the longest time, their deeds have been forgotten due to the long time. People only know that they are ancestors, but few people ask what their names are...not even portraits...and they were just ordinary people during their lifetime. Not official status or anything.

Besides, both of them were reincarnated a long time ago.

The ancestral spirits left today are just the body of the gods preserved with the concept of "ancestors", and their strength is probably wandering.

The rest of the side tablets are either like hairy gods, or ordinary "wisdom ghosts" and the like.

"Why did the gods come to the ancestral hall?"

Huang Tian is familiar with them. Before that, Huang Tian often followed the land master to purify their ancestral graves, mass graves and so on.

But later on they had less contact with each other, but they should know that Huang Tian became the land.

Furthermore, when Huang Tian first refined the earth, he refined their ancestral graves together.

Nor did they resist.

Or rather, don't know how to resist.

In other words, it is better not to resist.

The land refined by Huang Tian, ​​in the underworld has become a "Futian", not a bad land anymore.Those ghosts can live more comfortably.

"I want to observe the family fortune."

"Family luck?" The ancestors in the ancestral hall looked bewildered.

They really have no way to observe the fortune of the clan, and even the treasure of the clan is probably the plaque "Dunren Hall" on the ancestral hall.

Huang Tian entered the ancestral hall, looked at the censer, and saw smoke and fire.

This incense burner has been enshrined by hundreds of schools for hundreds of years, and it is just used to observe the fortune of the family.

With a wave of Huang Tian's small hand, he used luck to transform into form.

I can only see that there is no incense ash in the incense burner, but a furnace of clear water instead.

In the clear water, there is a lotus flower, which is in bud.

A fish the size of a tadpole is swimming beside the lotus.

This lotus is the luck of the family.

This piece of clear water is the feng shui environment of the entire Qingxuan Village.

Tadpoles are the better people in the family.

Huang Tian checked the resident record, and found that he was the landlord of the village, and there was a scholar in the landlord's family.

Huang Tian secretly comprehended, observed the fate of the clan, and had a vague understanding of the blessings and misfortunes.

"Thank you." Huang Tian restored the incense burner to its original state.

The ancestor spirit asked: "Did the god see anything?"

Huang Tian said: "The heavenly secrets must not be leaked."

Ancestor Spirit: ...

Huang Tian thought about it, and asked them: "Your ancestral halls have more incense than earth temples, how do you generally use it?"

The ancestor said spiritually: "We are not formal gods after all, ghosts are better than gods, and we don't have supernatural powers."

"Only use incense to burn, and you can occasionally have a dream as a warning."

"If there is an emissary from the Yin Division, we will bribe him, and next time we will bring something, such as Wen Qi, pages of martial arts books, or some fragments of fate."

"These things, if used in future generations, may help me tide over difficulties and even gain fame."

Huang Tian was curious: "Can you show me?"

The underworld can actually buy and sell fate fragments, Huang Tian has always believed that fate is an illusory thing, and there is something materialized in the underworld.

The ancestor spirits of the ancestral hall felt that there was no need for Huang Tian to embezzle this little thing.

So he showed Huang Tian the few pieces of fate in his collection.

These fate fragments are crystal clear, but obviously incomplete.

It looks like some kind of crystal, but it is very illusory, like a light, and like a bubble that is about to burst...

"The underworld recycles the soul, not only the true spirit, but also the afterbirth of the soul, and the fate formed by the fate experienced in his life."

"Of course, people have a destiny in life. After death, everything is like a lamp, and most of them are only fragments."

The ancestors said: "Most people are mediocre, and their destiny is to live an ordinary life. Being a cow or a horse, it's rough and difficult."

"There are also six relatives who are restrained, celestial beings who are alone, who are destined to have no children, and who are lonely for a lifetime."

"And the complete and useful fates are all collected by the underworld. I heard that the underworld is used to sacrifice the wheel of fate..."

"Other fate fragments can be recast and refined in the fate furnace."

"The evil is to secretly bring out the fragments of fate that are about to be recast, and make a deal with us."

Huang Tian felt the so-called fate carefully, and found that it was actually a combination of so-called "character, personality, character, talent" and the like.

And each person's experience is different, the personality is different, the character is different, and the personality is naturally different. A minority of them are innate, and most of them are cultivated.

The so-called "grid" is a constraint, a shape, and a container.

Half of the essence of fate is inherent, while the other half is acquired.

What is born is the container of the cup, but what to put in it depends on the choice of the day after tomorrow.

Moreover, fate is not a crystal lattice formed by real fate, but because of a certain character category, it is easy to lead people to a certain type of fate, which belongs to indirect influence on fate, not direct influence.

For example, some people like to be quiet, some are bluffing, some are rational, and some are emotional.

Huang Tian thought of the "clay theory of fate" he said before, but it has some similarities with this fate.

"What fate are these?"

The ancestors said: "One is hardworking, one is bold and careful, and the other is loyalty."

In other words, these fate fragments are equivalent to "patches", which can be applied to their descendants to make them have such qualities. Over time, they can change fate, or even assimilate fate...

Huang Tian secretly said: I don't know if the City God has done this kind of business.

I heard about the use of ghosts to make alchemy by the underworld before, and I thought it was enough for a gray industry, but I didn't expect that there were also fortune fragments sold, and it was specifically aimed at ancestor spirits.

Huang Tian had followed the Land Lord for so long before, and he hadn't heard anything about this.

I only heard that the ghosts of the underworld will come to collect souls at regular intervals.

The feathers of the evil bird from before can be exchanged for special products from the underworld.

Ask if you don't know, Huang Tian picked up the wat board and directly asked Nian Youyu and Land Master.

Seeing Huang Tian's inquiry, the land master said directly: "Fate, don't mess around, what's yours is yours, and what's not yours is not yours. If it combines other people's fate, then you are you after all. Or someone else?"

"They use the fragments of fate, and they have considered it again and again. They are used by some people who are born stupid, or those who are inclined to this kind of fate, so that their temperament will not change drastically, and it will only serve as an icing on the cake."

Huang Tian inexplicably thought of the Changing Hearts chapter in the story of Liaozhai, but it was very similar to this one.

I couldn't help being a little in awe, and some thoughts of experimenting went out.

On the other side, when Nian Youyu saw Huang Tian asking about this, he gave a very stern warning: "Gods who cultivate destiny are most likely to fall into the path of demons and become evil gods."

"The destiny roulette in the underworld is the reincarnation disk. You don't have the ability to know the reincarnation of all living beings. You don't have the ability to be compassionate and omniscient. Just like the mother of the earth, you can clearly understand the cause and effect of all living beings, fate, and see the variables of the past and the future. Don't try to control the fate of others!"

"Those ancestral spirits are completely playing with fire, playing the edge of the heaven and the underworld. Fortunately, whether it is good or bad, they have a blood connection, which will make them suffer for themselves."

"If you don't want to bear the fate of all beings, you have to let go of the plot of helping others, respect the fate of others, and just watch or guide. You must never intervene directly, just like I did before. Crazy, this is my karma."

Huang Tian quickly expressed that he would not act recklessly.

After more than a year, he felt relieved, and sent Huang Tian some basic knowledge about fate through the wat board.

Huang Tian returned the fragments of fate to the ancestor spirits.

Using these fate fragments is also a kind of their destiny.

Huang Tian secretly said: "Being able to extract fate from the soul is indeed a bit like a demon, but if it's an official organization, it sounds much more reliable, and it's a benevolent god like Earth Mother."

"Respect God, we are not talking about falling into evil ways, or playing with fire and self-immolation as that one said..." Ancestral Spirit smiled wryly: "If we don't maintain this, we will not have the ability to resist risks, and our bloodline will be cut off easily."

"Before the Land Lord and Qingxuan Dragon King rained, we also sent a lot of incense and filial piety."

"It's better to have this thing in hand than to have nothing. These fragments of fate are enough to drive the fate of our village and even the ethnic group."

Huang Tian replied: "Don't worry, I don't have a reason why I can't tolerate a drop of sand in my eyes. I think Qingxuan Village has always been pretty good, so it can be seen that you haven't messed around."

The ancestor spirit breathed a sigh of relief.

Huang Tian has already investigated the general situation of Qingxuan Village now.

In the future, the development policy may also be drafted in my heart.

Probably the first five-year plan or something.

Huang Tian completely equated this matter with the poverty alleviation in his previous life.

Fortunately, there is only one village, and the dojo is built in a snail shell, so Huang Tian also wants to see what kind of subtle changes he can bring to him with his power in the community.

After returning to the mountain, Huang Tian summoned Xin Yijiu: "Patriarch Xin, are there any foxes in your clan who plan to go down the mountain to form a bond of cultivation?"

Xin Yijiu thought it over and said: "Yes, but yes, my tenth mother has been practicing Taoism for 110 years. I don't know why the tiger asked this?"

"I plan to ask Liu Chengdao to go to the spiritual realm of the land to practice. By the way, I will promote the richness of my mountain and the compassion of the mountain god, but I don't feel at ease if I only send him alone. A village should be within reach."

Xin Yijiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Tiger don't put a high hat on the little old man, it makes me feel uncomfortable."

"But since the tiger trusts me, I will send my ten mothers there, so as not to embarrass the tiger."

"Now that the tiger is still working part-time on the land of Qingxuan Village, he can do a lot of things, such as opening another mortal market or something, or developing an inn."

Huang Tian nodded secretly, but said to Xin Yijiu: "These are not the point."

Xin Yijiu originally thought that Huang Tian would follow the usual practice and say, "Just go and do it."

Unexpectedly, Huang Tian finally had his own idea.

"If you want to be rich, build roads first!"

Huang Tiandao: "I plan to build a road from Huangtian Mountain Range to Qingxuan Village first, and then build a road up the mountain, preferably a small road that can show the scenery."

"After the road is built, everything will come naturally. We don't need to open the inn, and we don't need to worry about how the mountain goods are sold..."

Xin Yijiu: "The tiger is still brilliant!"

(End of this chapter)