Before Gu Yu practiced Taoism, he liked to read online novels.
His favorite is the historical farming text, or the alien farming text, which is wretched and developed in the middle and early stages, and the kind that is flattered in the later stage. What Jinshan Yinhai, splashing heaven and wealth, Barabara... I have a considerable pleasure in reading.
How did this pleasure come from
When he was idle, he did a serious self-analysis: it probably stems from the small space addiction and collection addiction that have been unconsciously revealed since childhood.
For example, on countless winter nights, grandpa watched TV over there, while he huddled on the warm kang head, with his back against the wall, and a kang table in front of him, creating a small and compact space.
Then put the things you like on the kang table, such as glass balls, piaji, incense powder, sugar water, roasted sweet potato slices, etc., without doing anything, just looking at it will give you a great sense of satisfaction.
It's as if the whole world is in my hands.
When I grew up, this habit extended and became incense making. Shut yourself in a small room, hundreds of kinds of powders and spices, large tables, workbenches, soft lights, sit under the lamps and make a little bit of processing, kneading, and finally achieve a dazzling array of beautiful things.
Ma'am... so much pleasure!
Later, Lao Gu successfully brought these habits into the practice era, and called it a favorite part of farming. For example, the various developments in the early stage of Phoenix Mountain, and the current Yintu Hades.
When he was a child, the so-called small space addiction was just a kang table; when he became a fairy, it was a world.
Yinming, cold moon.
Under the cold moonlight, Gu Yu was taking Zheng Kaixin and An Susu to climb mountains to collect herbs.
This place is thousands of miles away from the village, with undulating mountains and dense bushes, and a big river flows through the front of the mountain. They were looking for a twelve-petalled silvery wildflower, which has a strong calming effect.
Gu Yu walked ahead, stopping to look around, quite leisurely. The two children followed behind, carrying medicine baskets, with a sad appearance of being captured as coolies.
"That man is really smart. Seeing ants and insects crossing the river on the branches, he actually dug up the trunk and built a canoe. Now he can go fishing in the water."
An Susu picked half of the basket, and suddenly felt a feeling, "It also discovered the Twelve Silver Coral Flowers. Chew it if you have nothing to do, it is very good for peace of mind."
"If our primitive people had this kind of intelligence, the history of human development could be accelerated by a thousand years."
Zheng Kaixin took her medicine basket, carried it on his body, and said: "However, the people are weak and few in number. How to survive and reproduce in the perilous and perilous land requires our support."
After hearing this, Gu Yu suddenly turned his head and asked, "Have you read Hong Huangliu's novels?"
"ha?"
The two of them were stunned for a moment, and when their spiritual energy recovered, they were only six or seven years old, not too old to read YY, and when they got older, there would be no YY novels, they were all realistic.
Think about it, gods and magic have appeared, and you are still writing fairy tales and western fantasy. Isn't that realistic or magical
In the past twenty-five years, online literature still exists, but it has become extremely rigorous and measured, and dare not make random settings. The entertainment industry is also very developed, and IP adaptations are immortal, even far better than before.
The Taoist is generous, and no longer uses the method of suing Kaige Rinpoche to give local religions some gimmicks. The whole screen is full of Quanzhen Fighting Zhengyi, Maoshan Fighting Dragon and Tiger, real person Fighting Leimu Balabala.
Many film and television practitioners are comparing, you see how prescient we are, those fantasy dramas flying around in the sky, with five cents special effects, are predicting the arrival of a new era.
I bother!
The bloody Mary Su, who is dressed in all kinds of skins, is still shy and yelling that she is the heroine all day long, a little bit...
After complaining about a wave of private goods, Lao Gu didn't look like he had seen them before, so he said: "There is a play in the prehistoric world called Lich Fighting for Hegemony, where demons rule the sky and witches rule the land. Humans are weak and are regarded as fish on a chopping board." After thousands of years, the Liches will suffer from both sides, and the human race will be able to step onto the stage. However, this place is different, the Liches have already emerged, and they are destined to be the masters of the underworld. If they want to grow rapidly, they must have a stable environment. But you can’t be without a sense of competition. Maintain a certain amount of external pressure and be relatively peaceful. This is the best situation.”
"So you sent a hundred rampant soldiers in order to kill hidden dangers and prevent the Lich from becoming bigger?" Zheng Kaixin said.
"So you released the red fox demon king to act as a catfish for the demon?" An Susu said.
"You can also say that, in fact, I want to try Fengshen." Gu Yu laughed.
"Fengshen?"
The two of them stared wide-eyed. The longer they followed Gu Yu, the more they felt that the decision was correct. Can they do a good job in Phoenix Mountain? That is the development of wasted life.
It is always said that there is great power and great power, and there is a great power in front of you. Only by communicating with people who are stronger than you can you continue to improve yourself.
"Gods are canonized by Taoists, and they are also transformed by the essence of heaven and earth. The Taoist canonization of gods probably began with Zhang Daoling. From the Three Emperors and Five Emperors to the Han Dynasty, the time is long. It can be seen that gods are not easily sealed. The prosperity of the world and the prosperity of practice have reached a certain saturation. Heaven and Earth recognized the word "Fengshen". Although the world is only 25 years old, although it is developing rapidly, ten years can reach a hundred years, but it will take at least a hundred years to conceive the gods. The underworld is different, the natural law of practice, civilization is I will guide this civilization, and I believe it will soon reach the standard."
"Then why do you insist on becoming a god?" An Susu was puzzled.
"Immortals are respected, gods are second, and gods are canonized by immortals. Immortals can't die, gods can't die, immortals are dead, can gods still survive? An experiment, an idea, nothing else." Gu Yu said.
"Then do you want to bring Sister Yu in?"
"Her? Hehe, the little fox is still reluctant to part with the three-acre land. Wu Shan, the red fox, and the peacock are the three gods I prepared."
Gu Yu suddenly smiled and asked, "What about you, do you want to become gods?"
Hiss!
When the two children in their thirties got excited, they felt that each other's eyes were terrifying, like the bald snake in the Garden of Eden, tempting themselves to eat the forbidden fruit.
"We, we don't understand..." Zheng Kaixin came down.
"Hahaha, all right, let's go down the mountain."
Gu Yu was obviously different to them, or in other words, to the people who came to Kunlun. This is how the seniors and juniors who want to go forward together in the future, whether they are masters or apprentices, or fellow Taoists, are all recognized.
He established Yuxu not only for the sake of everyone in Phoenix Mountain.
…
"kill!"
boom!
The fierce and unparalleled aura was suddenly released. A rampant general was in front, and a hundred rampant soldiers formed an army formation behind them, and they all stabbed out with one move. The power of more than a hundred people is like tens of thousands of people on the battlefield, red clouds are churning, evil spirits are raging, and there is not a single living thing in the surrounding area.
This rampant general was the red-clothed ghost from back then. Behind the recovering person was a handsome man who became a ghost after suffering a lot of injustice.
Long Qiu also gave her a name, following her surname, Long Bi.
赪, red also.
At first the school grounds were not far from the village, but as the murderous intent became stronger, they gradually moved away. More than a hundred rampant soldiers were lent to Gu Yu by Long Qiu, originally reluctantly, but ended up in Yintu, ho, it smells so good!
Rampant Bing is a natural fighter, but how much war is there in the world? There are fighting and fighting here every day, chasing mountains and hunting animals, diving into the water to catch turtles, the arrangements are clear.
Their strength is also improving rapidly, and their wisdom is growing. If they continue to develop like this, Long Wei will not only become a general, but also become a handsome man in the future. Think about Long Qiu, a frail woman, with a wave of her little hand, wow, 300,000 soldiers and horses are under her command!
Tsk tsk, with emotion.
But at this moment, Long Wei suddenly gave an order, and his soldiers stood up straight, with their weapons tilted, as if they were performing a strange etiquette. Gu Yu and others who passed by in the sky nodded slightly, flew far away, and landed inside the village.
Wu Shan's beard grew a bit longer, completely covering his big mouth, his thick eyebrows fell into his temples, his clothes fluttered, and he became more and more fairy-like.
His role is to be a wise man who guides, dispels doubts, and preaches to the people. Maybe when the people grow up, they will really regard him as a god, build a body and build a temple, and worship him with incense.
So the old boy is in a good mood recently, a disciple of the Lushan School who is not good enough, how can he think that he will be a sage one day
"How's the little guy?"
Gu Yu sat on the chair and threw away the bowl of rat droppings tea.
"It's all good. According to my recent observation, it seems to be a male." Wu Shan said.
"Oh? How did you know that?"
"The skull is broad, the shoulders are thick, the knuckles of the hands and feet are also protruding, and the voice is deep and powerful, completely different from his mother."
"Both male and female are fine, as long as they can reproduce in the future."
Gu Yu chatted for a few words, raised his head casually, looked at the small courtyard through the window, and then looked at the village through the small courtyard. There are more than a thousand wandering spirits in the village, slow in action and incomplete in consciousness, but they perform their duties with a strange vitality.
"I invested the remnant soul in order to balance the underworld and catalyze species. Now that people have appeared, they won't be needed in a long time."
In the general structure, the underworld is often connected with the human world, and the soul of a person becomes a ghost after death. But the human world has not been built here, and the life of the Yin soil is formed by the gathering, dissipating, and re-gathering of Yin Qi.
Therefore, wandering souls are outsiders. Once there are real aborigines, they will gradually be excluded by the rules.
Wu Shan couldn't bear it, and after getting along for several years, he asked, "Then can you send it back?"
"Where are you going? Human world? Soul world?" Gu Yu asked back.
"..."
Wu Shan said silently, "Okay, I will find out with my own hands when the time comes."
…
Sicily, the headquarters of the Holy See.
In the prayer room, the bishop held the scriptures, closed his eyes slightly, and prayed to the statue of the god very devoutly. There was a trace of exhaustion and sadness in his calm and old face.
A few years ago, the druids killed the Holy See, forcing it to admit to various crimes in history. For a time, the Holy See fell to the bottom, believers left one after another, the parish collapsed, and only the most loyal group of people remained behind.
With his qualifications and prestige, he would never be able to get into this position in his life, but in special times, he can only be selected as a general.
In fact, everyone knows that even in peacetime, many non-believers have a bad impression of the Holy See. When you advance, you can bully your body against the wife, when you retreat, you can raise your buttocks to meet a heavy blow, and you can teach a nun to play the trumpet, all of which are tacit understanding.
It is even worse now, it can be called the biggest crisis in history, if you are not careful, the whole army will be wiped out and completely disappeared in the long river of history. But also because of this, the remaining people are cautious in their words and deeds, and practice the teachings diligently, and the atmosphere is very good.
"God, may your glory not forsake us..."
After the bishop finished praying, he opened his eyes and sighed, knowing that it was just psychological comfort.
Where is there any god
The West is either a fictional god, or a real practitioner, who is packaged as a god in order to spread the teachings.
He turned around staggeringly, it was noon, and he had to go to the church to hand out free lunches for the homeless. But before he could take a few steps, there was a sudden wave of fluctuations on the statue, and a majestic voice sounded:
"God, never abandons His people!"