My mythology is different from yours

The area entrusted to Xuanzhi by Xuansheng Yuanjun is a water town. The town is located in a place with abundant water sources. It is a plain surrounded by mountains and mountains. The upstream rivers branch off into countless tributaries here, like veins on leaves. , flows through the plain, and then converges on the tip of the leaf, passes through a canyon, and flows out of the town.

This is why the town is called Xiye Town. The residents of the town live near the water, and a long punt pole and a flat boat are their main means of transportation.

Xuanzhi held such a palm-sized territory in his hand, the town was surrounded by silver streams in mist and mist, and the peach blossoms in the town were in full bloom, dyeing a piece of powder.

This is the real paradise.

Xuanzhi held Xiye Town in front of Shentu Tao, his eyes were bright, and he said happily: "Your Majesty, look at so many peach trees here, you can see how they bear fruit."

Shen Tutao frowned and looked at the pocket real scene in her hand, wanted to refute, but felt that what she said made sense.

Xuancheng Yuanjun didn't know what they meant, he just covered his lips and smiled: "These are mountain peach trees, the fruits they bear are small and astringent, not suitable for eating, but the flowers are beautiful, and this time of the year is the scenery of Xiye Town The best time."

When she said this, her expression became depressed, but the loss and nostalgia were quickly restrained, hidden behind gentle eye waves.

Shen Tutao showed contempt when he heard the words, "What's the use of this kind of fruit?"

Xuanzhi glanced at him, thinking, it's all fruit, why bother with prostitution?Your Majesty, even if the fruit you bear is big and sweet, no one will dare to eat it, and it will still be useless.

Of course, she dared not say that.

Xuancheng Yuanjun was talking about previous years, but now her divine power is so weak that she is out of reach. Only a few local land fairies are left in Xiye Town to support them. It is miserable.Lord Xuansheng Yuan could often hear their prayers for God's protection, but he was powerless.

There are many other places like Xiye Town, scattered on the territory of Daxuan.

Daxuan's current territory is too big, Xuancheng Yuanjun can't remember when it started, she, the main god, has begun to be unable to bear it.

In the fairy world, apart from special gods like the ghost emperor, the twelve righteous gods are the backbone of the fairy world, each with its own court and the right to be granted a title.Those who become gods and immortals will belong to one of the gods and become a god under the command of a righteous god.

Xuancheng Yuanjun is the only one among the twelve righteous gods who has been honored by human beings, and he was sent to this position by the most prosperous incense in the world.Gods have always been above all living beings, but she is an upright god who has to be constrained by human believers. The gods of the fairy world respect her on the surface, but in fact they don't think much of her in private.

Therefore, Xuancheng Yuanjun's divine court has always been sparse. After she lost her power, she could only use the incense to go down to the lower realms to try her best to understand the customs and personnel of various places.

Her wanton conferment on the creatures of the lower world, any cat or dog can get a fairy title under her hands, this action made the gods of the fairy world quite dissatisfied, and caused her reputation and dignity in the fairy world to plummet even further.With the dominance of a martial god, naturally he would not share the same ground with such a god-lord who has only a name.

Xuancheng Yuanjun didn't have the idea of ​​resisting the god of war, and he was powerless to resist. He just wanted to protect the land where she was born for one last time during the change of the main god.

Xuanzhi's cultivation base is too low, and his soul is not original, so the time of leaving the body should not be too long.After she signed the contract with Xuancheng Yuanjun, Shen Tutao raised her hand, and patted her forehead lightly with cold fingers, Xuanzhi's entire soul fell back uncontrollably, and fell heavily back into her body .

The gentle Goddess and the scene of flowers all over the fields dissipated in her eyes, Xuanzhi was shocked and opened her eyes suddenly.

She returned to the Dian Pavilion on the back mountain of the Xuansheng Sect, the Ye Mingzhu illuminated a soft halo, His Majesty Ghost Emperor's jaw like a jade carving was reflected in her eyes, Shen Tutao hugged her with one hand, and sat on her stomach On the back of a gray wolf on the ground.

The gray wolf raised its head with difficulty, and held the cane tied with the ghost order in its mouth. The crescent moon hung in the air, casting a moon shadow, which just caged them under the moonlight.

This gray wolf used as a seat looked very familiar, and Xuanzhi recognized it just by looking at the back of its head.

How could His Majesty the Ghost Emperor be oppressed by such a wolf every time?

Shen Tutao lowered her eyes and looked at her, "It seems that you have to tie a rope to your soul, so that no one can take your soul away. If Xuan Cheng didn't have any malicious intentions, you would have been wiped out by now."

What he said was indeed reasonable, and Xuan Zhi felt a little terrified when he thought about it, and immediately nodded and agreed, "Okay, but can you make the rope into clothes, your majesty, as you can see, my soul's clothes are really not very attractive .”

Shen Tutao: "..."

He was silent for a moment, "Why, with a weak soul like you, you still want to leave your body to meet others?"

"That's not what I mean. I'm just not afraid of [-], just in case. It would be too embarrassing if this happens again in the future."

"There will be no chance." Shen Tutao glanced at her legs, thinking that her clothes couldn't even cover her legs, and then nodded, "It's really unsightly, beggars are more decently dressed than you. "

Listen to what kind of dog talk is this talking about?Xuan Zhi had to explain clearly: "That's because I was sleeping at the time, who would wear tight clothes when sleeping? Our clothes are actually pretty, and they are very convenient to wear."

Shen Tutao said indifferently: "Okay, then you can wear your convenient beggar's outfit."

Xuanzhi: "...I was wrong, Your Majesty is right, my beggar outfit is really disrespectful."

Xiao Zhaoli waited anxiously at the side for a long time, finally found a chance to intervene, and said cautiously: "Dare to ask Lady Xuan, did you see Xuancheng Yuanjun just now?"

It was only then that Xuan Zhi remembered that there was another ghost, she immediately stood up from Shen Tutao's lap, and took two steps towards Xiao Zhaoli, "Ah, yes, I was lucky enough to meet Mistress Xuancheng just now, she is very gentle, Gave me elixirs and herbs."

Xiao Zhaoli smiled, "Niangniang has always been kind and loving." He turned to the statue and sighed, but it's a pity that the current Daxuan has long forgotten his original heart, and he has long forgotten the goddess who accompanied them to prosper.

"The kindness and kindness is the reason why she ended up like this." Shen Tutao plucked the hair from the gray wolf's head, rubbed it in her hand and played with it, "She is so dependent on the incense of the world. The purest and the best time to control, if she makes good use of the Xuansheng Sect, creates a set of strict religious beliefs, and then supplements it with disasters."

"Using teaching to control the country, only respecting Xuansheng, and eradicating all those who have dissenting opinions, so that her influence will be solidified and deepened on this land from generation to generation, so that the people of Daxuan dare not and cannot give birth to a heart of betrayal, why worry about it?" Can't cultivate a country that is obedient and obedient?"

See what an evil god is, that's it.

After he finished speaking, the surroundings were silent for a while, and Xuan Zhi whispered: "Your Majesty, aren't you really running a cult?"

Shen Tutao rubbed the gray wolf's head, then plucked a handful of wolf fur and threw it away, and said confidently: "Evil? As long as you are strong, if you say you are orthodox, who would dare to say you are not?"

What he said made sense, but Xuan Zhi was speechless.But it is useless to say these things at all, this is what Shen Tutao would do, but Xuancheng Yuanjun would never do it.

Xuanzhi stretched out his hand, pulled Shentu Tao off Gray Wolf's back, and pulled him to his side, clinging to the edge of Moon Shadow.

Shen Tutao looked at her questioningly, "What's wrong?"

Xuan Zhi showed pity on his face: "Your Majesty, if you continue to squeeze, the back of Gray Wolf's head will be bald."

The gray wolf held the cane of the ghost order in its mouth and sobbed silently. The sky has eyes, and finally there are people who love it. It is already a ghost!Its fur won't grow any longer, each hair is very precious, if you pluck it, you will lose one, woo woo.

Shen Tutao: "..." He waved Xuan Zhi's hand away, feeling bored in this closed ghost place, his entire figure disappeared from under the shadow of the moon.

After he left, Gray Wolf got up from the ground, circled around Xuan Zhi with the Ghost Walking Order in his mouth, and rubbed his already thin fluffy head against her hand to express his gratitude.

Xuanzhi had already obtained the pill formula from Xuancheng Yuanjun, so she didn't need to look around for the pill recipes archived in Dian Pavilion, but she thought that this pill recipe would be a good recipe for Yun Zhiyan's counterattack in the future.She killed Yun Zhishen, and she had already broken up with the Yun family completely. Of course, if she can destroy one golden finger of the male lead, it's better to destroy one.

So Xuanzhi sat in front of the statue, took out the alchemy book that Xuancheng Yuanjun gave her, looked through it on the spot, trying to find the prescription for treating Dantian, and compared it with the alchemy recipes archived in the Dian Pavilion Destroy first.

After Shen Tutao left, Xiao Zhaoli also relaxed a lot, and squatted beside her with Gray Wolf, hesitating for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking: "Yuanjun invites your lady to go, but what's the matter?"

Xuanzhi flipped through the recipes and said: "My lady hopes that I can invite the gods to help her protect the places beyond her power."

"As expected." Xiao Zhaoli sat down cross-legged, and when he asked, he already had a guess in his mind.Xuansheng Yuanjun loves this land, loves everyone on the land, even if she is betrayed, she never slacks off her duty as the main god.

From the corner of her eyes, Xuanzhi caught a glimpse of the grasping pattern on the inside of his wrist. The pattern was different from that on Xiaoer's arm of the Renjianwei Restaurant. It was in the shape of an orchid, very similar to the orchid in Xuancheng Yuanjun's hand.

Xiao Zhaoli sat in the darkness, the divine light on the statue in front of him had long since disappeared, and his eyes became pitch black again, and he could no longer see anything.This should be the last time he saw that warm halo. Amidst the slight rattle of paper flipping, he felt a desire to pour out for some reason.

"I served as a priest in order to be able to organize sacrifices and preside over incense. After the annual sacrifice was changed to every five years, even if it was held every five years, it was always because of interference from various parties, and in the end it was impossible to organize properly. The position of priest became It’s very leisurely, so I started to go on tours and organize regional sacrifices, hoping to gather some incense through these activities.”

Xiao Zhaoli, the eleventh prince of Daxuan, had a low-status birth mother, and finally gave birth to a little prince, who was born with a disability and an ugly face.

King Ling just took a look, then became furious, scolded "little monster", and immediately lifted him up, he would have fallen to his death on the spot, if it wasn't for his mother who had just given birth, struggling to get up from the bed and kneeling and crying Please, Xiao Zhaoli won't live until now.

But his mother regretted it afterwards, because of this blind and ugly little monster, King Ling never set foot in this palace again.

Xiao Zhaoli endured his mother's resentment and curses since he was a child, until when he was five years old, he followed a group of princes and princesses to Mount Shengshan to offer sacrifices, Xiao Zhaoli saw light for the first time in the pitch-black field of vision.He didn't know what it was, and he accidentally knocked over the offering in his hand in surprise.

For any other prince, this would not be a big deal, but it is a pity that he was the one who overturned the tribute.When King Ling looked back and saw him, he felt that it was an eyesore, and he was furious, and immediately wanted to punish him for blasphemy.

At that time, it was the kind goddess Jun who appeared and saved his life.King Ling couldn't attack him, so he simply threw him into the Xuansheng sect.

From then on, the only thing Xiao Zhaoli did was to sit quietly in Xuancheng Yuanjun's palace every day, only the temple was the quietest, and he couldn't hear those comments of sarcasm or pity.

Later, Xiao Zhaoli saw Xuancheng Yuanjun more and more often in the temple. He saw that the divine power on Xuancheng Yuanjun gradually weakened. Li begged Xuan Sheng to allow him to serve the incense.

He was blind and inconvenient, so he asked someone to read the basic exercises for him, opened his spiritual aperture, and began to practice, tempering his other senses more and more sharply, until he could move freely like ordinary people even without eyes.

Then, he finally got the job of serving incense.Incense was burning day and night in the Xuansheng Palace, but the aura on Yuan Jun's body was getting dimmer and dimmer.

The life of the people of Daxuan is really too smooth. This land is deeply favored by the goddess. The weather is smooth and the products are abundant. Even if it is a war, it is just a man-made disaster.

Living in comfort for a long time, naturally there is no need for gods to worship Buddha.As the incense burns away, Xuancheng Yuanjun's divine power gradually weakens, and he can't protect this huge land. People begin to be attacked by evil spirits, and demons make trouble. Blessing can be lowered.

Xiao Zhaoli has traveled around and seen too many such situations.

He finally said: "If Lord Yuan could do what His Majesty the Ghost Emperor said, it would be great."

Xuanzhi finally turned to the pill formula, turned to look at him, "If that's the case, she is not the Xuancheng Yuanjun you love." His Majesty the Ghost Emperor really knows how to teach bad people.

She ignored Xiao Zhaoli, stood up and looked around the Dian Pavilion. The Dian Pavilion has seven floors, and the first floor is lined with countless bookshelves. The shelves are full of books, slips and silks. This is simply a big project.

When Xuanzhi was having a headache, he turned his head and saw the gray wolf lying on the ground. Although this guy is in the form of a wolf, he must already possess spiritual wisdom if he can become a ghost.

The little light bulb in her heart suddenly lit up, she stretched out her hand to hold the ghost command, let the moon shadow cover the entire Dian Pavilion, and before the ghosts showed up, she issued an order, "Keep incorporeal."

A demon crawled halfway from the ground and stopped, turning into a phantom and floating into the air.The body of the gray wolf also scattered, and the air was densely filled with dogs.

Xuanzhi held up the Danfang to show them, "Search here and find the same Danfang as this one."

Those ghosts were commanded, and their souls passed through the alchemy one by one, and then rushed to the surrounding bookshelves, sinking into it.The dogs were very efficient, and they took several bamboo slips in their mouths in a short time.

Xuanzhi opened it and looked, one copy was exactly the same as the prescription in her hand, and the other copies had similar healing effects.These dogs are more thoughtful than she thought.

She originally planned to destroy these pills, but after thinking about it, after all, they were the result of painstaking research by the predecessors, and they were painstaking efforts, so she put all the pills into the storage bag.

She glanced at the person who was still sitting in front of the statue, and said, "Your Highness the Eleventh, let's pay a visit to those alchemy masters taught by Xuan Sheng."

The two came out of Dian Pavilion and went straight to the alchemy room.

The Danxiu who can stay to refine the longevity pill for the Lingwang, not to mention Daxuan, is already one of the best in the entire Taiyao Continent, and they are already in the realm of transforming gods. So he crushed Xuanzhi, a monk in the Qi Condensation Realm, to death.

Fortunately, under the order of exercising ghosts, the dogs will become stronger when they encounter strong ones, and the enemies' cultivation base is relatively high, so the dogs dispatched are also very powerful.It's really not possible, isn't there still His Majesty the Ghost Emperor pressing the field.

These alchemists were trapped in the alchemy room by a group of evil spirits, forcing them to alchemy.This elixir is called Guiyuan Pill, which has the effect of washing the tendons and cutting the marrow, and reshaping the muscles and bones. Even if it is a waste with six muddy roots and twelve veins blocked, a single elixir can be honored as a god.

It is precisely because of this that the alchemy formula is extremely difficult, and the medicinal materials required are extremely rare, almost all of which are heaven-level immortal grasses and elixir. More importantly, it also requires extremely strict control of firepower by alchemy monks.

Even if Xuan Zhi provided pill formulas and medicinal materials, this group of pill cultivators in the stage of transforming gods exploded the furnace three times.Moreover, there was no hope of refining it. When the last few old men were killed, they were unwilling to do it again. They were so distressed by the wasted elixir that they almost cried, wishing that it was me who was blown up.

Xuanzhi's heart was also bleeding, even if she could enter and leave the Hundred Flowers Garden at will, those fairy grasses were carefully cultivated by Xuancheng Yuanjun, and they could not be wasted at will.

Xuanzhi was numb all over.Let's just ask, even the few alchemy seniors in front of me who have practiced alchemy for many years can't do it.How did the daughter in charge of the future collect these medicinal materials, and how did they refine them!

She sat in front of the blown up stove for a long time, her consciousness fell into the talisman crying.

No one can be relied on, and as expected, we can only beg our Chinese gods again.