Immortal Immortal

When the corpses outside the ancestral courtyard parted a path, the dilapidated wooden door came into view. The red paint painted on the doorway had dried and faded.

There are two blurry portraits taped in front of the door.

"Door God?"

Li Mo frowned, and all his spiritual power surged out uncontrollably.

According to the feedback from the Book of Creation, the door god is a small immortal in the upper realm, and his main duties are to protect the common people, ward off evil spirits and drive away disasters.

Li Mo glanced at the portrait, which showed two door gods.

There are two door gods, one is Shen Tu and the other is Yu Lei, who lead the ghosts to harm others.

"There is not the same immortal in the ancestral court? That would be a big trouble. Moreover, the rumored door god is transformed into an evil ghost. If he turns into a monster like Yue Lao, it will be even more difficult to deal with."

Li Mo pinched his temples with a headache.

He looked back at the eight mountains. Jinjiamen had noticed that he was missing, but it didn't cause much trouble.

Li Mo looked at the arrangements of various forces for the ancestral court.

Any monk who can leave the ancestral court will be severely alienated.

Their minds are dim and they mutter indistinctly. They usually have several high-quality spiritual materials in their hands, and their skin is painted with bright pigments depicting incomplete techniques.

The various forces have little interest in spiritual materials, and their main purpose is to destroy the magic method.

No matter how profound and difficult the method is, it still contains the mysteries of the upper world, and perhaps one can understand the Taoist inheritance of the fake immortals.

What made Li Mo wary was the alienation the monks encountered.

They abandon the physical body and focus on cultivating the Dharmakaya, so they don't care about losing control of the physical body.

This is not the case for Li Mo. While he has a strong foundation through the physical body, it also means that the importance of the physical body is definitely higher than the Dharma body.

"The door god..."

Li Mo pushed open the wooden door, and there was deep and boundless darkness behind the door.

He stepped into the ancestral court, and the moment darkness swallowed him up, the wooden door slammed shut, leaving only endless silence.

Li Mo smelled the extremely rich smell of incense.

Then, the sound of singing sounded in the darkness, accompanied by the beating of gongs and drums, as if watching a drama from the perspective of a blind person.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"Today's custom is to decorate the door with peach figures, hang reed ropes, and draw tigers on the door every New Year's Eve in the winter, and place two lanterns on the left and right to resemble tiger eyes to ward off bad luck."

“Where is the door god?!”

"Where is the door god? He will protect you and will last forever..."

Li Mo pondered the content of the song and realized that it included steps to eliminate the unknown, as well as the origin of the gradual evolution of the door god.

The shrill scream made goosebumps appear all over his body.

There was a squeak.

Li Mo suddenly realized that he had arrived at a private house.

He looked around and saw that the houses were just bare walls, but they had specially placed candlesticks to worship the left and right door gods, and the incense was constantly burning.

There were no windows in the house, and a wooden door was abruptly built into the wall.

The wooden door made a sound, as if it would be blown open by the strong wind at any time, and the hollow door frame could vaguely see what looked like an early morning market outside.

People were coming and going, and the noise was mixed with the hawking of vendors.

There are faint mountains rising in the distance, indicating that the town is located among the mountains. There are many similar towns in the central region, and the locals call themselves mountain people.

From time to time, the sun shines on the wooden door, and it can be seen that the weather is uncertain.

Li Mo was not too surprised.

He understood that although the ancestral home was a small world, it was not a green mountain in the conventional sense.

The Ancestral Court is located at the junction of the immortal and mortal worlds. It is said that it is filled with a large number of secular prayers, making the rules inside extremely chaotic.

There are immortals hiding in the fragments of the ancestral court in the northwest, so they are inevitably affected by the door gods.

According to Qu Ai, the immortals in the ancestral court are sleeping, and the environment he is in now is probably in the dream of the door god.

Li Mo's thoughts moved slightly, and the spirit root insect turned into a robe and wrapped around his body.

There is an obvious difference between dreams and illusions, but the spirit root worm, as an immortal weapon, can still help him not to get lost in the ancestral home.

"kindness……"

Li Mo noticed that the jade in his arms was radiating warmth and couldn't help but take it out.

There were a few more cracks in the jade, but the writing was still clearly visible, which showed that Senior Sister Eleven was always paying attention to Li Mo's movements.

【March 17】

【Don't open the door】

[If a fallen scholar knocks on the door, be sure to open the door]

【We are in April...】

Click click click.

The cracks in the jade spread, and the fourth sentence lost its luster before it was complete. The amount of information obtained from it made Li Mo confused.

"On the one hand, don't open the door? On the other hand, why should you open the door to the raining scholar?"

"What the hell is March 17th?"

Li Mo frowned tightly, guessing that Qu Ai and Qu Ai were also trapped somewhere in the ancestral court, and could only express their meaning through brief words.

He did not panic because of this. After all, with the blessing of the Three Immortals, his survivability was fully enhanced.

If it doesn't work, Li Mo plans to directly arrange the magic circle and forcefully move it to his hometown in Vacuum, but it may alarm the door god.

He inspected the room carefully.

Li Mo suddenly thought of the death tomb in the compartment, but unfortunately, the rules of the two places were completely different, and the ancestral court was far more dangerous than the death tomb.

He found that all the furniture was made of spiritual materials, and he felt relieved.

After each monk enters the ancestral court, most likely he will stay in the house and will naturally exit the ancestral court, suffering at most some alienation.

Li Mo didn't notice the alienation for the time being, but found that there was no spiritual energy in the ancestral court, so he simply absorbed the spiritual energy of the small world of Corpse Mountain to practice.

He has no need for spiritual materials, so he doesn't touch the furniture.

"Huh? And a calendar?"

"No wonder Senior Sister deliberately mentioned the time, it should be related to the calendar."

The calendar is specially used to record dates. There is a thick stack and it is placed on the table. One page is usually torn off after every day.

Li Mo looked at the calendar and his pupils narrowed unconsciously.

"Yihai Year?"

Li Mo had a wry smile on his face. Whether it was the Huoling Palace that fell into Tongjian or the Dragon King Sacrifice of True Monarch Bishui, they all happened in the Year of Yihai.

If nothing else, the great changes in the world came in the Year of Yihai.

In the corner of the calendar, there is also the official seal and the word "Luo Zhou".

Li Mo digested the memories that suddenly came out of the Book of Creation. Luozhou Town was not well-known ten thousand years ago. It was indeed a small town with backing.

It is said that the door god Yu Lei was the county magistrate of Luozhou Town before he turned into an evil ghost.

"Hiss, the upper world seems to call immortals who are similar to door gods [Incense Immortals]. They did not follow the formal path of cultivation to become immortals."

"The Incense Fairy is a ghost fairy who cannot survive the tribulation. After spreading faith in the mortal world, the Incense Fairy became a god."

Old Man Yuexia is in charge of the duties related to heavenly marriage, and his status in the upper world is very high. The door god is at most a contract worker.

If the incense is cut off, the door god will lose his soul.

"etc."

Li Mo sat cross-legged on the ground and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "So, when the mortal world encounters drastic changes in the world, Xianghuo Immortal must be involved in it for his own life."

"The dream in the ancestral court should be the door god's experience of the drastic changes in the world."

Li Mo showed pity on his face, and even the old man under the moon turned into an indescribable object. The door god was closer to the mortals, how could he survive the disaster.

He began to have doubts about the mental condition of the door god.

"Part of the calendar has been torn off. It's February 15th now, not long after the New Year, and the drastic changes in the world have not yet completely come."

"Disasters are likely to occur on March 17th. Senior sister asked me to be more careful."

"One day in April, the three of us will most likely be able to meet up. I don't know whether to walk out of the room or just keep waiting."

Li Mo stared outside the door, thinking that the sun had reached noon.

A few children wearing cotton-padded jackets were playing around not far from the door, and a poor actor playing the role of door god was singing in the street. The sound he heard in the darkness earlier came from him.

Li Mo took the time to recover from his injuries.

The injuries caused by the soul bugs do not affect the physical body in a single circle. They need to be eliminated slowly and slowly. It is estimated that it will take two or three years to be completely healed.

One month... Let’s complete the cultivation first.

If you use the dharma body carefully, it should not affect the foundation. Moreover, with the spiritual root worms around, many dangers can be avoided.

"Brother Gouzhu, what is that sealed room?"

One child wiped his nose, pointed at the wooden door where Li Mo was, and asked the older boy next to him, his words full of curiosity.

Gou Zhuzi scratched his head, "Xiao San'er, I played with Brother Qing a few days ago and hid in the courtyard behind the house. It seems to be an empty house, but the family won't let us get close."

"Hehe, I specially used the door god Grandpa to seal the door. Is it possible that there are monsters?"

The girl sniffed, raised her wooden stick and said loudly: "Where are the monsters and monsters from? My father said they are the beasts from the Bei... or something."

"oh……"

The children seemed to understand, but the girl's father was a town policeman, so no one questioned it.

Li Mo opened his eyes.

"North... Festival, it should be Beishanmenmen Festival, right?"

People used yellow paper to make paper figures called "disaster beasts", which were then soaked in the blood of the three animals and taken to the top of the mountain to dry in the sun for ten days.

During this period, people who have encountered disasters can go to the top of the mountain.

They will curse the paper man, impose natural and man-made disasters on the paper man, and even beat the disaster beast with thin braids made of soft willow branches.

After the New Year, the disaster beast paper man will be locked up in an unused house.

One pass is a year, which means that the door god drives away disasters. Only the Beishan Gate Festival in the coming year can burn the paper figures of the disaster beasts.

"I gonna go see!"

Xiao San'er shook off Gouzhu's arm, quickly ran to the door of Li Mo's house, stood on tiptoe and poked a small hole in the hollowed-out paper.

The other children did not stop them. They were also very curious and came over one after another.

"There's no such thing as a disaster beast, it's completely empty inside."

"Let me see, let me see."

"It's really nothing. Did the disaster beast sneak away?"

"I'm going to tell daddy!"

The children were in a mess, leaning against the wooden door and peering in. The portrait of the door god stuck to the wooden door suddenly showed signs of tearing.

Li Mo signaled the ghost tiger to extend to the door to prevent the wooden door from opening rashly.

"Everyone get out of the way."

Gou Zhuzhu pushed the other children away with his height and arm length, his eyes moved around curiously, and he turned a blind eye to Li Mo's existence.

Suddenly, he looked towards the beams, and the curiosity in his eyes turned into fear.

"Weird...weird...weird monster! It's a disaster beast!!!"

Gou Zhuzhu screamed and moved away from the house on his hands and knees. The movement attracted the attention of passers-by, and two police officers also came.