The aura of heaven and earth is not only in love with human beings, but also by all things, giving birth to all kinds of spirits and giving the earth more majestic vitality.

Animals and plants, and even all kinds of grain grown by human beings, have a huge output, and there are more than ten acres of land in the spare time, which is enough to feed a family after paying the tax of Sanchengtian.

If only there were taxes.

Unfortunately, that's not possible.

Dafeng, in addition to the tax of 'renting acres of land', there are also names such as endowment, tribute, and service, among which endowment is forcibly levied by the army, and tribute is an item that is "spontaneously" dedicated to the monarch.

Servitude is that on this land, any adult must serve three months of forced labor every year, which is used to pave roads, repair houses, water conservancy, and promotion, and even open mountains and other drudgeries.

Dafeng men 16 into Ding, 20 weak crowns, women 12 knots, 15 and Xu.

At the age of ninety, in some big families, you can already see the sixth or seventh grandchildren, which can be described as a real longevity.

Wang Quan's old Taoist internal strength is in his body, and he is pure-hearted and has few desires, and he does not accept forced labor and does not produce, so that he can live to be more than ninety, and ordinary people, it is very rare to live to seventy.

Along the way, except for the residents living in the city, who are well-dressed and healthy, many of the villagers in ordinary mountain villages are yellow-faced and thin.

Although there are very few people who die of starvation, it is only limited to not starving.

Dafeng is located in the southeast of Jiufu realm, and its realm coexists in four seasons, and there is no special season.

In the hot summer of the East Pole, the extreme north may be the east dragon, the south is full of spring flowers, and the west pole may wither everything.

Zhongzhou is still hot in summer, but when I stay in Liangzhou, it has a bit of a cool taste of autumn.

It was noon.

But it's not a bit hot.

When An Qisheng walked out of the mountains and forests to the official road, he saw a small teahouse not far from the official road.

Many people were resting in the teahouse, and a long row of carriages and horses stopped outside the door.

The official road is uninhabited for hundreds of miles from north to south, but there is a teahouse.

"Interesting ......."

An Qisheng felt a ripple in his heart, and with a faint smile, he walked towards the teahouse without hurrying.

The teahouse is not small, although it is simple, but it can accommodate dozens of people, but there are obviously more people gathered here, and most of the guests just sit on the side of the road with tea bowls in their hands to drink water and rest.

Seeing An Qisheng pacing over, few people seemed to care, and they still talked to themselves.

Talking about the trade between the north and the south, which city's goods are profitable, which road has more bandits, which dart game is more famous, which road has been opened, and how many bandits have been opened.

It seems to be just a normal teahouse.

Laugh at~

Suddenly, there was a noise in the teahouse.

It was the hoarse sound of blood spurting from a quick knife that had cut his neck with a quick knife.

Bang!

A corpse was dumped outside the door, blood soaking the ground.

The other guests seemed to be commonplace, without any fear, but spit on one after another, and killed them one after another.

"Liu Dart's kung fu has not diminished back then, and this bandit is refreshing to kill!"

A low, gray-clad man applauded.

An Qisheng looked at the corpse at his feet, and walked towards the teahouse as if nothing had happened.

"I'm sorry, the guest officer is full inside, or you will be outside the place?"

The thin man dressed as Xiao Er nodded and handed over the tea to him.

"This old Daoist, I have a seat here, come and sit!"

At this time, someone in the house shouted.

is a middle-aged man with a long knife hanging from his waist.

He was dressed in a gray suit, his face was full of vicissitudes, and his palms were thick.

"Thank you then."

An Qisheng walked into the teahouse and looked around, as if he was quite curious.

Someone whispered that this old Taoist priest had lived for such a long time, as if he had never seen anything.

"The old Taoist is walking alone, not even a horse, it's really courageous."

The middle-aged man arched his hand and said:

"Under Liu Zheng, the head catcher of the Changxing Dart Bureau."

"Hmm."

An Qisheng bowed slightly, sat down, and Xiao'er handed over the tea.

An Qisheng didn't answer, just smiled and didn't say anything.

"Isn't Dao Chang afraid that this water is poisonous?"

That Liu Zheng shook his head and smiled:

"There are no less than fifty people drinking water in this teahouse, if it is poisonous, everyone is afraid that they will all be planted!"

He took the bowl and took a sip.

Several others also laughed, and seemed to be laughing at Anqisheng.

Unexpectedly, An Qisheng not only did not get angry, but also sighed softly:

"Vivid."

Lifelike?

What do you mean?

Liu Zheng and the others looked at each other and seemed to be extremely surprised.

But once this look of surprise appeared, it never faded.

Fixed.

Everyone in the entire teahouse, and even the many pedestrians who were talking to themselves outside the teahouse, all froze at this moment, as if time had frozen at this moment.

It's not just people.

The spittle, the dust, and even the web-forming spiders in the teahouse were all frozen at this moment.

Only Anqisheng.

After saying a word lightly, the palm of his hand gently touched the stripes and textures on the table, and praised it:

"Seeing the mountains and waters, seeing the heavens and the earth, and seeing all living beings, this practice is indeed extraordinary.......

Airplanes~

There seemed to be a ripple in the void.

Then the surrounding light dimmed, like a faded black-and-white photograph, and a figure disappeared one by one like ink wiped off by an eraser.

On the opposite side of An Qisheng, on the chair where Liu Zheng was originally sitting, a thin and shriveled old monk with a diagonal robe and a bronze complexion slowly emerged.

It's like a black and white photograph suddenly squeezing out a color picture, abrupt, but natural.

"There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south."

The old monk turned the Buddha beads in his palm, and his deep-seated eyes seemed to be as deep as a black hole:

"Kung Fu didn't come home, but it made the Taoist laugh."

"It's true that I can't get home."

An Qisheng nodded slightly, as if a teacher admonished a disciple, and lightly commented:

"I can't see the sky, because the sky is hard to see, I can't see the earth, because the earth is too heavy, but I can't even see myself, so the step of 'seeing people outside' is so-so."

The Ferris wheel method is an extremely miraculous martial art.

It is the culmination of the spiritual martial arts of the predecessors and predecessors, and it has a total of six realms of "seeing people", "seeing me", "seeing all beings", "seeing heaven and earth", "I pass through heaven and earth" and "permanent in the great world".

The fourfold realm can outline a spiritual world that belongs to oneself.

The spirit of oneself is always in it, whether it is against the enemy, or prolonging life, it has an extremely incredible effect.

And the spiritual world outlined by this old monk, even he himself is out of place with his surroundings, and it is obvious that he has not yet reached the second realm.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is 108,000 miles away from the realm of 'I pass through heaven and earth'.

Call~

The rotating beads are pinched in the hand.

The thin old monk raised his head, and two ghost fires seemed to be swaying in his sunken eye sockets:

"The Taoist seems to know a lot about the secret transmission of my Wheel Temple.......

"I heard a little."

An Qisheng felt the wriggling human skin roll in his sleeve robe, and smiled faintly:

"It is said that the Wheel King has cultivated the Wheel Wheel Method to the point where the Great Realm is permanent and there are no ancients, I wonder if it is true?"

There are six realms of the Ferris wheel method.

But even the founder, Da Motian, has only cultivated to four or five realms, 'I pass through heaven and earth', and a single thought can briefly pull out his spiritual world around his body to fight the enemy.

And if you reach the realm of the permanent realm of the Great Realm, then your own spiritual world can reside in the world, and as the absolute master of your own spiritual world, you are truly invincible.

Joy and anger are celestial phenomena, a single thought can denigrate thousands of people as pigs and dogs, and compile the soul memories of countless people at will, truly living gods!

It's a pity that the sixth realm is just a realm calculated by Da Motian himself, and he hasn't even cultivated it himself.

Seven hundred years ago, he searched the world to collect countless heavenly and earthly treasures, human and animal essence blood, in order to use the Ferris wheel seal to help him cultivate the 'Great Realm Resident', but in the end he also failed.

He was slain by the Dragon Sparrow Dao Lord on the Sky Peak.

But this wheel king, who is the fourth in the weapon spectrum, is rumored to have been cultivated.

But An Qisheng didn't believe it very much, because in Da Motian's own calculations, once the sixfold realm is completed, he will be a celestial!

And if the Wheel King is a celestial, it can't be just the fourth in the weapon spectrum.

"My teacher has participated in the creation of the world, and if I want to establish a Buddha country on earth, I will eventually achieve success."

The old monk had a deep reverence and devotion on his face, as if a fanatic had heard the name of his deity.

But it also revealed that the rumors were not true.

However, this may also be the news that these monks of the Wheel Temple deliberately leaked, and it may be that he secretly cultivated, and no one can know.

"Earthly Buddha Kingdom?"

An Qisheng raised his eyebrows slightly: "Good spirit." ”

From the old monk's words, An Qisheng could faintly sense the purpose of the wheel king.

He will inevitably walk the path that he once walked in the sky, the road of the world.

However, compared to the great momentum of the sky, tampering with the souls of countless people and causing a catastrophe, this wheel king is much smarter and low-key, joining the Jinlang Kingdom, and then fighting the country to get what he wants.

An Qisheng, who practiced the Wheel Wheel Method himself, naturally knew that the Wheel Temple was much more terrifying than the strength shown in the martial arts.

Even, he wondered if the Golden Wolf Country had been manipulated by him.

"The Taoist chief asked me a lot of questions, and the old monk also asked you a few questions."

Between the slow rotation of the Buddha beads, the old monk took a deep look at An Qisheng.

"Feel free."

An Qisheng's face was pale.

A few months ago, on the Great Dragon River, he retreated before Zhao Changying to hide, half of which was because of this old monk.

At that time, his five internal organs and meridians were not connected, and he had a strong sense of crisis.

However, with his qi vein network only missing the head of the six yangs, the sense of crisis was imperceptible.

And after two months of cultivation in the Chivalry Gate, after summarizing and sorting out his martial arts, the sense of crisis disappeared.

"Do you know how to turn the wheel?"

An Qisheng's hand paused slightly, and there were slight ripples in his eyes:

"I thought you would ask first if I killed your apprentice."

The old monk's eyes were condensed, and the fire was flourishing.

Without speaking, An Qisheng knocked lightly on the table and said lightly:

"Little monk, take a look, my wheel method,

How to use it! ”