"This magic weapon is called the Jinggui Gong. It is a medium-grade magic weapon with six restrictions. It can drive away ghosts and frighten mountain spirits. It's a bit presumptuous today, so this magic weapon should be regarded as an apology!" Let me explain, Wang Feng finally decided to bleed a little and take Zhao Hu away as soon as possible.
"Not enough!" Daoist Qingmei glanced at the thing in Wang Feng's hand, and finally spit out two words.
"Then add another promise. After going down the mountain today, my junior brother and I will immediately leave Zi'an County and go to other places to settle down. I wonder if this is enough?" Wang Feng's expression is also a little different now. Although he gave in today, But it doesn't mean he needs to compromise.
"Yes!" Daoist Qingmei nodded lightly, this time he agreed.
Hearing that Daoist Qingmei agreed, Wang Feng immediately put the ghost gong in his hand on the ground, then helped Zhao Hu whose pain had eased a little, turned around and walked down the mountain without saying anything more.
Mo He looked at the backs of the two going down the mountain, and he thought that Wang Feng might say a few harsh words before going down the mountain, but the other party just left.
But if you think about it carefully, people like this are more terrifying and dreadful than those who can speak harshly.
Glancing at the ghost gong on the ground, Mo He stepped forward to pick it up, but at this moment he heard Daoist Qingmei shout.
"do not move!"
Mo He stopped moving, looked back at his master, and then looked at the ghost gong on the ground, suddenly seemed to think of something, and immediately took a few steps back.
Daoist Qingmei saw Mo He's actions, and took back what he was going to remind him. It's good for Mo He to practice some things by himself.
After Mo He withdrew more than ten meters, a wooden thorn condensed out of his hand again, and hit the ghost gong that was placed on the ground.
"boom!"
At the moment when the ghost gong was moved, a flame burst out from under the ghost gong, accompanied by a violent explosion.
"This!" Mo He really doesn't know what to say now. The other party's thoughts are really very vicious. Combined with the experiences that Daoist Qingmei told him before, Mo He feels that if he wants to go out to practice in the future , everyone must be extremely careful.
"Don't be too surprised, this is the way of survival for casual cultivators. You must be careful in everything you do, and you must be careful when you meet people. Once you take it lightly, it may be a lesson, and you may even lose your life!" Daoist Qingmei said. Only then did he speak earnestly.
"Disciple remember it!" Mo He nodded, keeping today's events firmly in his heart.
At this time, Wang Feng and the two who had already reached the foot of the mountain also heard the explosion sound from the mountain.
"Brother, is that old fellow injured? Why don't we kill him again?" After swallowing two pills in a row, Zhao Hu is now out of danger. Although his face is a little pale, his fate is saved. When the voice came, he said to Wang Feng who was at the side.
"Don't think about it, the old guy is careful, let's go, find a place to heal your injuries first, and then we will leave Zi'an County." Wang Feng turned his head to look at the mountain, then shook his head and said.
"Senior brother, are we really leaving like this? I can't swallow this breath!" Zhao Hu's ferocious face was full of unwillingness, and he wished he could go back immediately and kill the two people on the mountain.
"If you can't swallow this breath, you have to swallow it. If you weren't too careless and hurt yourself in the hands of a child, maybe I would have killed that old guy today. Let's go, write down this account for now, and I will have a chance to ask for it in the future." I'm back." Wang Feng ignored Zhao Hu who quit, and continued to walk forward.
Seeing this, Zhao Hu could only follow behind. He hoped that what his senior brother said was true, so that the debt would be recovered sooner or later.
At the end of a battle, the magic weapon called the ghost gong finally fell into the hands of Mo He.
This magic weapon is a bit tasteless, and it should be the work of casual cultivators. There are six layers of restrictions in it, all of which are aimed at ghosts, and are not very useful for hurting people.
Although such a magic weapon is a middle-grade magic weapon, it is too targeted and not enough to kill ghosts. Daoist Qingmei doesn't like it at all. It's good to let Mo He play with it, and by the way, Mo He Let's practice, how to refine into the magic weapon, even if it is broken, it will not feel bad.
But for Mo He, this is the second magical weapon he got. Although the effect is a bit tasteless, but it can deal with ghosts. Mo He thinks it is also very good, so he put it away happily.
After the traces of the battle were dealt with, the front of the Qingmei Temple became completely new again, but the soil layer seemed to be a layer lower than before, but if you don't distinguish it carefully, you can't see anything.
"Master, why did these two people come here today to cause trouble, just because the master is a Taoist official in Zi'an County?" After cleaning the battlefield, Mo He came to Taoist Priest Qingmei and asked a question.
"It's almost like this, but there are some details in it, but they are very involved, and they are related to a major event. Anyway, I will tell you today, the master. The mystery, you will understand after listening to the teacher. !" Daoist Qingmei looked at Mo He, feeling indescribably satisfied with this disciple.
Mo He's performance in the martial arts today is really impressive. It was the first time he fought with others, and he knew how to use his strengths to avoid his weaknesses. He injured Zhao Hu by surprise, and he didn't hesitate after that. A series of actions made Qingmei Daoist Feeling approving in my heart, it can be said that if it weren't for Mo He, it is still unknown what the final situation of today's battle will be.
"Do you know how many years have passed since the founding of the dynasty?" Before telling Mo He, Daoist Qingmei first asked a question.
Hearing Daoist Qingmei's question, Mo He quickly recalled in his mind that when he was six years old, he had seen it in the study of the county government. Now it is the third dynasty of the human race. Seventeen years, and now he is eleven years old, five years have passed, that is, the one hundred and ninety-second year since the establishment of the dynasty.
"Since the first Human Sovereign in ancient times, every reigning Human Sovereign of the human race, as long as they sit in that position, no matter how high your cultivation level is, you will eventually be born, old, sick and die. No human emperor can get rid of this curse, and the time limit is two hundred years!" Without waiting for Mo He's answer, Daoist Qingmei continued.
"The two-hundred-year limit!" Mo He suddenly seemed to grasp something, but he couldn't understand it for a while.
"Except in ancient times, the first human emperor whose cultivation was as high as the sky, died after reigning for 800 years, and every subsequent human emperor died within 200 years. Without exception, the founding ancestor of the dynasty, It's almost time!" Daoist Qingmei said with a sigh.
The time limit of two hundred years means that in a maximum of eight years, the reigning Emperor Renhuang will die like the previous Renhuang.
Of course, the term "end of life" may not be appropriate. Although every human emperor dies of old age in the end, most of them also have cultivation bases. With their cultivation bases, their lifespan is far more than two hundred years, This is more like a curse, a curse on the human emperor.
"Could it be that when the power changes, it will cause some turmoil, and even affect Qingmeiguan?" In Mo He's mind, the film and television works he had watched before crossing immediately popped up. Tomorrow drama.
"That's not the case. The position of the Emperor is not so easy to sit. Most of the royal families have superior resources and don't have much ambition for that position, so there are not many people competing for that position. Of course, the power Alternation will always be accompanied by some turmoil, which is unavoidable." Daoist Qingmei seemed to see Mo He's thoughts, and answered the question before he asked it.
Mo He nodded, and he also felt that it shouldn't be a problem in this aspect. The Qingmei Temple is located in a remote place, and the Taoist priest of Qingmei is only a Taoist official in Zi'an County. With such a false title, it is impossible for someone to call the door.
Besides, Wang Feng and Zhao Hu had already revealed their identities when they came here. They are also new Taoist officials and have also obtained this false title, but it seems that they value this false title quite a lot. From this perspective, The problem probably lies in the false title of Taoist official.
Next, Daoist Qingmei didn't continue to play tricks, and directly said the real answer.
"As a teacher, I came to Zi'an County and became the Taoist official of this Zi'an County. In fact, I have been waiting for the emperor's two hundred years. It is a chance, a chance to be named a god!"
Hearing Daoist Qingmei say this, Mo He wondered if he heard it wrong
"A chance to become a god!" Mo He muttered.
"That's right, it's an opportunity to become a god. I have been practicing as a teacher for more than a hundred years, and my cultivation can only reach the realm of the soul. My lifespan is already limited. If I want to go further, I'm afraid I don't have this opportunity and blessing. If you don't want to fall back into reincarnation, or become a ghost cultivator, you have to choose to become a god!" Daoist Qingmei finally revealed this secret to his only disciple.
Perhaps now, this should not be considered a secret anymore. After all, this secret has been kept semi-public from the very beginning. Many practitioners know that this is an opportunity, but it is also accompanied by risks, but there are still many people like Daoist Ome Such casual cultivators are willing to join them.
Daoist Qingmei was the first group of people who took action, and had chosen a place to garrison early on. Wang Feng and Zhao Hu, who went up the mountain today, were latecomers who also wanted this opportunity, but they came later. Since Zi'an County already had Daoist Qingmei, the two of them chose to drive away or kill Daoist Qingmei, but it was a pity that they were the ones who failed in the end.