Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Peach Spring, the Dragon King of Households

Director Liang is a very cheerful person, and he will never delay promising others. No, the next day, the call came to Murphy.

"Xiaomo, I told the director of the Provincial Folklore Research Institute that your village can build the Dragon King Temple in the name of protecting folk culture. However, this temple belongs to the Provincial People's Research Institute on the bright side, of course, you can rest assured, this is just a verbal form, which also seems justifiable. The approval from the province came down soon, how should you thank me? For this reason, I have thinned my mouth. Director Liang and Mo Fei are also acquaintances, so it is natural to quip.

"No, next time you come, I'll give you a few more cans of tea."

"That's a good feeling, your tea is really good, I feel as if I'm dozens of years younger these days, and I'm in good spirits every day." Mo Fei said in his heart, this is a spiritual tea, it's strange if it's not good.

Originally, Director Liang wanted to study the tea sent by Mo Fei, but after thinking about it, he gave up. One is that this tea is so good, I really can't bear it. Moreover, it is estimated that this tea is the same as those vegetables, since it is all a reason, there is no need to do more.

After hanging up the phone, Murphy told the good news to Village Chief Li. Village Chief Li can finally put his heart in his stomach now, and the things entrusted by several old men have been satisfactorily resolved, and he suddenly feels extremely relaxed.

Soon, another piece of news from Gujing Village spread quickly.

"Hey, sister-in-law of the Zhang family, do you know, our village is going to build a dragon king temple, or is it a handwritten approval from the province, even such a big official knows the dragon king master in our village."

"I know, I know, but it's not, I heard my old man say that the leader of the province dreamed of the divine dragon in our village in his sleep one night, so he gave this order."

The news was like wings, and it quickly began to spread to several neighboring villages and towns. Within a few days, rumors that Gujing Village would be approved by the provincial government to build a temple became a household name, and at the same time, Gujing Village became more and more mysterious in the eyes of the world.

However, these have nothing to do with Mo Fei for the time being, and Mo Fei is on the green mountain behind the village at this time.

Just last night, Murphy was sitting in the courtyard pranayama. The whole person is in a trance, thoughtless and ethereal state.

The moonlight flowed down like water, mixed with the faint heaven and earth vitality around him, and surged towards Mo Fei, combined with his own yuan essence, and turned into a light and clear special spirit element, circulating all four limbs and hundreds of remains, and five internal organs. zuihou is attributed to the dantian under the umbilicus.

Murphy only felt that his whole body was comfortable and warm. About half an hour later, suddenly the forehead seemed to be pierced by ten thousand steel needles, and the pain was incomparable. After the pain, in an instant, the golden light shone brightly, and a delicate and dazzling pearl appeared in front of him, surrounded by a beautiful and dazzling halo.

The pain in the forehead immediately turned into a cool breath, which penetrated through the top door and slowly descended to the whole body. The whole body is extremely comfortable, as if it has become the same body as the void.

Mo Fei only felt that his divine consciousness and spirit were infinitely magnified, and slowly enveloped the entire small courtyard. The power of divine consciousness continued to spread outward, and gradually the entire Gujing Village was in its own spiritual sense. The old locust tree at the head of the village, the villagers who are still enjoying the shade under the tree, and the little babies running around the streets, laughing and playing, all appeared within the scope of their divine consciousness.

Mo Fei felt that it was wonderful, and extended his divine consciousness and spirit to the majestic Daqing Mountain little by little.

The Daqing Mountains shrouded in night are tall and majestic, revealing a heavy atmosphere. He saw wildflowers all over the hills, tall trees, and even two orioles sleeping with their necks crossed in their nests.

Never before has it been so harmonious and unified with this mountain forest, silently as if he felt the breath and breath of the mountain, and slowly, forgetting everything around him, he seemed to have become a part of the mountain mountain.

The last time he reached this state was with the help of Mo Liantu, that feeling seemed to be short-lived, and soon disappeared, and Mo Fei had not had time to carefully understand the wonderful artistic conception that could only be conveyed but not understood, so he had to return to reality, only to see the rolling heaven and earth aura swarming towards his small courtyard.

Now, at the moment of his breakthrough in self-cultivation, Mo Fei entered this state again, so he seized the opportunity to comprehend and communicate with his heart. In the dark, Mo Fei seemed to sense Da Qingshan's will, so vast, thick, and vast, compared to his own divine will, it was like an ant facing an elephant.

The majestic consciousness seemed to sense Murphy's prying eyes, and emitted a warm and friendly aura. The next moment, Mo Fei only felt that the rolling aura poured down, instantly submerging Gujing Village. And the aura concentration in his own small courtyard reached the highest value in an instant.

In Mo Fei's perception, he saw Gujing Village undergoing visible changes at an incredible speed under the rich vitality of heaven and earth.

The old locust tree at the head of the village seemed to have taken stimulants, and in the stunned eyes of the villagers enjoying the cool under the tree, it pulled out its tender green buds and stretched its branches and leaves. It was the height of summer, and the flowering period of the locust tree had long passed, but what was striking was that the bunches of buds were drawn from the buds and quickly grew larger, and the snow-white flowers bloomed. For a time, the whole village was shrouded in the fragrance of acacia flowers

Many old people feel full of energy, and they seem to have endless energy all over their bodies, and they seem to be dozens of years younger all of a sudden. There are even some old people, whose heads are full of silver threads, which have become black and shiny.

Although Zhao Wuye's body has always been very healthy, after all, he is very old, and most of his teeth have been lost. Nourished by the aura of the weather, teeth the size of rice grains actually grew from the red teeth**

The fruit trees in the yard of every house all grew buds at the same time, quietly opening in the night breeze. In just half an hour, Gujing Village was shrouded in a sea of flowers, peach blossom pollen like morning glow, pear blossoms white like snow, clusters, clusters

As if by magic, the whole village underwent a drastic change, which shocked the villagers and made them more and more convinced that it was a manifestation of the gods.

Actually, it is not wrong to say that it is a manifestation of the gods. The will of Daqingshan is to a certain extent God. The ancient mountain gods were actually the result of the spirit and will of the mountains.

Although it was night, the whole village was brightly lit, and such a magical event had happened, how could everyone still be in the mood to sleep, and they couldn't help but talk about it. The villagers felt that this must be because Gujing Village wanted to build the Dragon King Temple, and the dragon god Longyan Dayue used this method to reveal the holy relics and reward the villagers.

For a time, every family in Gujing Village believed in the Dragon King.