After 300 years of cultivating immortals, he suddenly discovered that he was a martial arts man

"Thanks to Master's guidance, Da Zhou is developing very well now." Li Mingqiong nodded, pointed forward, and smiled, "Master, please take a look."

As soon as the voice fell, the clouds in front of him separated automatically, and the appearance of the land clearly appeared.

This is a vast and endless plain, and huge cities are built on it, scattered in order, each city is full of vitality and has a large population.

Li Mingqiong introduced: "Master, this area was originally ruled by the Bailian Wusheng Sect. The people only knew to worship the gods, and they didn't do farming or building houses. There was wasteland everywhere.

"And before the rules of order established by you, Master, the different factions of the Bailian Wusheng Sect fought against each other, and countless people died every day.

"It's different now. The Bailian Wusheng Sect that was originally in this area has been expelled. Under the established order and rules, even ordinary people can live and work in peace and contentment.

"The imperial court also guided them to cultivate fields and repair houses, so that their lives soon became better. Compared with before, this change can be described as earth-shaking.

"The disciples have visited these places in micro-services and communicated with many ordinary people, and almost all of them said that this is a life they never dared to imagine before.

"It was the order rules you made that turned them from slaves who only knew how to worship the gods to living people. If you didn't allow it, I am afraid that every common people's home would enshrine your longevity tablet."

"The reason why they no longer enshrine the Holy Mother of the White Lotus is to give them a new life. There is no reason to enshrine me." Cui Heng shook his head and chuckled.

At this time, the sky has gradually darkened, the sun is approaching dusk, and night is approaching.

The cities below are lit up with lights, standing in the sky and looking down, as if looking at a different kind of starry sky.

"Thousands of lights, the brilliance of humanity, there is nothing like this." Cui Heng was full of admiration.

He stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at the sparks of the cities below, and suddenly felt something, and murmured, "As the maker of the rules of order, I have never lived under such rules. Is there something wrong?"

"What?" Li Mingqiong didn't react for a while.

"It's nothing." The corners of Cui Heng's mouth rose slightly, and his whole body seemed to glow with unprecedented brilliance. He smiled, "It's just that I suddenly figured out something."

……

After watching the development of Da Zhou, Cui Heng never appeared in front of the world.

Even Li Mingqiong, Hui Shi and others don't know where he went.

However, in the past, Cui Heng often retreated, and they have long been accustomed to this state, and they are still doing what they should do, and implementing Cui Heng's path.

The Great Zhou Kingdom on Shenwei Star is expanding rapidly, and the kingdom established by Liu Litao on Ziyang Star is on the right track and developing rapidly. Tai Cangxing is a good student, learning to establish order step by step.

The three main stars of Ziyang Realm are all undergoing transformation in such an orderly manner.

Time flies, time flies.

100 years, 200 years, 300 years passed quickly.

The Shenwei Star has been completely ruled by the Great Zhou, and it has not lost its vitality under the highly stable order and rules, which perfectly conforms to Cui Heng's direction.

The former Bailian Wusheng Cult has become the dust of history, and it is rarely mentioned by people.

Purple Sun Star and Tai Cang Star have already completed their transformation.

The transformation of the three main stars has not been completed. Thanks to the characteristics of the Ziyang Realm, Cui Heng's order and rules began to spread naturally to the Starry Sky of Ten Thousand Realms.

It affects various civilizations invisibly.

But Cui Heng was still missing.

……

Ziyang Star, within the secret forbidden area of ​​Zitian Shrine.

Zhuo Fan looked at the disc in his hand in horror, his face was extremely pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "No, no, I don't want to betray the immortal, I can't, I don't want to establish contact with you!"

This is a disk with a radius of about three inches. It is very light and thin, and its whole body is green, like an ancient bronze ware. On the back, there are intricate and exquisite patterns carved. There are clouds, the sun, dragons, and phoenixes. It is extremely exquisite and exquisite. .

It is the treasure that Zhuo Fan once used to establish contact with a certain celestial figure.

Originally, after submitting to Cui Heng, he had given up the idea of ​​activating this disk, and he hadn't even touched it in the last 300 years.

But for some reason, the 36 grooves on the disc today are actually filled with immortality, and the connection with that great figure in the celestial world was established without warning.

Zhuo Fan half-kneeled on the ground, a chaotic light and shadow appeared in front of his eyes, like a scene of countless different worlds mixed together.

A figure that seemed to be overlapping with countless silhouettes stood in the center of this chaotic light and shadow, and a voice half puzzled and half mocking came from inside.

"Immortal Venerable?

"When will people who have not broken through the sky dare to call themselves immortals?"

Chapter 315 The Old Man Selling Candles in Cui Jun Temple

Zhuo Fan didn't know what Tianguan was, and he didn't dare to ask, so he could only kneel there and tremble without saying a word.

After a while, the voice sounded again.

"Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you. Now that the space confinement is loosened, I have the opportunity to reappear in the human world. In the near future, I will reincarnate my spiritual consciousness and come to the human world.

"You need to be ready to welcome the reincarnation of this seat. At that time, I will give you the authority of God and make you the master of the heavens in the eighth realm of the fairy world."

After the voice finished speaking, there was no sound, and there was no mention of the consequences if Zhuo Fan didn't follow suit.

But Zhuo Fan didn't dare not do it himself.

This is a great figure in the heavens, a great existence who can bestow God's authority at will. If he violates his will, the consequences are definitely not something he can bear.

"But isn't this a betrayal of Cui Xianzun?" Zhuo Fan was struggling in his heart, and he was extremely entangled in his heart, "Cui Xianzun can defeat the Holy Mother of the White Lotus as the Lord of Heaven, at least he is also a strong man standing in the ninth realm of the fairy world...

"However, there has been no news of Cui Xianzun in the past 300 years, and there is no news from Da Zhou, so he may have left Ziyang Realm long ago.

"Yes, yes, how can such a big man as Cui Xianzun stay in such a small place as Ziyang Realm, at least he should go to the real Heaven Realm to practice."

For a moment, fear and luck occupied his heart.

"If I continue to stand by Cui Xianzun's side, I will definitely die, and I will have no chance..." Zhuo Fan secretly said in his heart, "I have practiced hard for tens of thousands of years, not to wait for death, I can't die.

"I'm sorry, Cui Xianzun!"

……

Ziyang Star, Great Zhou Kingdom, Qinglian County.

300 years ago, this place was still an oasis in the desert, where the main altar of the Bailian Wusheng Sect was located.

Fortunately, there was that Cui Hengxian Venerable who used the supreme supernatural power to destroy the Bailian Wusheng Cult. This allowed the Great Zhou Kingdom to develop and spread all over the world.

Now it has become Qinglian County under the rule of Pingyang Prefecture, Moxi Province, Dazhou, and it is also the most affluent county. A Cuijun Temple was built in the county to enshrine the Cui Xianzun.

In the beginning, the imperial court did not allow common people to worship Cui Xianzun privately, but as Cui Xianzun's deeds spread more and more widely, more and more people from all over the world wanted to worship Cui Xianzun.

Moreover, this kind of worship is different from the unconditional superstition of the Virgin of the White Lotus in the past. It is the gratitude and reverence of the people from all over the world to Cui Xianzun from the heart.

Therefore, 100 years ago, after many petitions, the imperial court finally ordered the construction of a Cui Jun Temple in Qinglian County to worship the immortal Cui Heng.

In the past, the Yellow Turban God of Protecting the Country was sitting beside him as a guardian of the Dharma.

Since then, Qinglian County has become a sacred place of the Great Zhou Kingdom. Every year, countless people come from all over the country to burn incense and worship in Cui Jun Temple to express their respect for Cui Hengxian.

Ren Feng was standing in front of the gate of Cuijun Temple in Qinglian County at this time, looking at this simple and majestic temple, his heart filled with boundless respect and gratitude.

His family was truly saved by Cui Xianzun.

300 years ago, his ancestor Ren Ping's family was ruined because of the battle between different sects of the Bailian Wusheng Cult, and he was desperate to die.

It was Cui Xianzun's dharma protector, the Yellow Turban Protector God, who came to perform the technique of bringing the dead back to life and resurrecting his ancestors' wives, children and parents. This is how the later Ren family and the current Ren Feng came into being.

"Cui Xianzun and Huangjinzun have immeasurable merits and virtues." Ren Feng felt boundless in his heart, and then walked into Cui Jun's temple full of respect and gratitude.

In fact, he came here this time not only to pay respects to Cui Xianzun, but also to pray for his unborn child.

This is not superstition, just a good wish.

The overall scale of Cuijun Temple is not large, there is only one main hall and two side halls, and there are only a few temples.

It stands to reason that a place of this scale receives so many pilgrims every year, there must be chaos, but in fact, there has never been any chaos here.

All the people who come to Cuijun Temple obey the order very consciously.

This is derived from the respect for Cui Xianzun.

Ren Feng walked into the gate, and saw an old man selling joss sticks in the opening.

He looks about 80 or [-] years old, with white hair obviously, but the skin on his face is still rosy and shiny. He is sitting there with his eyes closed, shaking his head and humming a song, very leisurely.

"Old man, how do you sell this incense candle?" Ren Feng asked, pointing to the various incense candles on the booth.

"Huh?" The old man stopped humming, slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ren Feng, sized him up a little, and said with a light smile, "You can take whatever you want."

"Ah?" Ren Feng shook his head immediately when he heard the words, "How can this work, I can't get it for nothing, I still have to give money."

"This is your fate." The old man smiled, then stood up, he was actually taller than Ren Feng, waved his hand, and left the doorway of Cui Junmiao, and walked outside.

Left behind this table of all kinds of joss sticks.

"Hey, old man!" Ren Feng subconsciously wanted to stop him, but suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder and stopped him.

"Young man, come here for the first time." This is a middle-aged man with soft features and kind eyebrows, smiling, "Old Cui is like this, every day he finds someone who is pleasing to the eye and gives free incense candles."

"Yes, is that so?" Ren Feng was taken aback when he heard the words, and suddenly said embarrassedly, "It is indeed my first time to come to Cui Junmiao. You just called that old man Cui Lao. Is his surname Cui?"

"It's Cui, hey, I know what you're thinking, it's not what you think." The middle-aged man smiled, "Mr. Cui is a legend, he is over a hundred years old, and he has been selling incense candles here for 100 years." Now, we all know his habits."

"Sold incense candles for 100 years!" Ren Feng looked in the direction where Elder Cui was leaving, and exclaimed, "This old man must have been favored by Cui Xianzun."

"Young man, what you said is wrong." The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "Which one of us Dazhou people has not received the favor of Cui Xianzun. Without Cui Xianzun, we would not have the stable and prosperous life we ​​are now."

"That's right." Ren Feng nodded, deeply moved, and asked, "Brother, my name is Ren Feng. I'm from Hexi Province. What's your name?"

"My surname is Lu, and my single name is Huo. You can call me Lao Lu." The middle-aged man smiled, "Pick some incense candles, and let's go worship Cui Xianzun together."

"Okay Brother Lu." Ren Feng nodded, picked some incense candles on the table, and walked to the main hall with Lu Huo. While walking, he suddenly asked, "Brother Lu, do you know where Uncle Cui lives? I think Go thank him."

"It's easy to talk about. I'll take you there after the incense burns." Lu Huo said with a hearty smile.

……

Cui Heng maintained the appearance of an old man with white hair and a childlike face, walking leisurely on the street with his hands behind his back and his waist bowed. His eyes glanced at the stable and peaceful life around him, and he was quite satisfied in his heart.

After watching Da Zhou's situation that first time, he understood what he was missing.

The current rules of order in Ziyang Realm, as well as the set of rules that are expanding in the Starry Sky of Myriad Realms, were indeed formulated by him, and the root of it also lies with him.

This is his way of transforming the world, and it is the basis for Nascent Soul Peak to break through to become a god.

But if you just act as the maker of the rules without personally participating in it or really experiencing the rules, there will naturally be shortcomings and disharmony.

Therefore, since then, Cui Heng has temporarily abandoned his original identity and lived under the rules of this order with a normal identity.

This is not simply to experience the life of mortals, but to practice life under the rules of order.

In fact, in the past 300 years, he has lived in a total of six identities, four of which are martial arts experts with a high level.

He was the creator, the king of the saints, the saint, and even a human immortal.

As an ordinary immortal in the Great Zhou Dynasty, he lived a peaceful life step by step according to laws and regulations, and practiced peacefully. He was also a saint who walked alone but harbored great treasures on the star of the sky.

He also served as the king of all saints on Ziyang Star, intending to break the rules, and then was strongly suppressed by the court. In the end, that identity was brought to justice as an example to others.

In addition, he also appeared in Dazhou as a creator from the outside world, and experienced the life of a creator from outside under the stable rules of order.

These four identities gave him different life experiences.

However, from the perspective of ordinary people in the mortal world without martial arts or immortality, life under the rules of order is different.

Cui Heng had really lived as an ordinary person for nearly a hundred years.

In those nearly a hundred years, he did not exert any extraordinary power, and he always worked hard like an ordinary person to live.

Although he went through many ups and downs, he finally died.

As for the current identity of "Old Cui", although the level is not high, but the experience is more complicated, and it is also the last identity he intends to try.

Zijin Shenguang has accumulated enough, and his practice is about to be completely completed.

Transformation God is close at hand.

Therefore, he used the Cui surname back this time.

This identity was high-spirited when he was young, happy in the world, and had good friends with all the young geniuses at that time, so he can be called a generation of heroes.

But after the geniuses of the same age stepped into the realm of the immortal, he could only stop at the realm of the gods, unable to move forward.

He could only watch helplessly as he was left behind.

Friends in the past have expressed their desire to help him many times, and they can give him pills to help him break through, but he refuses them all. He firmly believes that he can break through with his own strength.