Zhao Yin is not an uninformed person after all, although what he encountered today has exceeded his imagination, but as a qualified superior, he still tries to keep himself calm.

Only by being calm can we smoothly receive the information in our minds and discern the so-called "help"!

Only by being calm can we think, detect inappropriateness, and ask questions.

So, when he muttered the question that shouldn't be a problem, he didn't rush to speak, but squinted slightly, fell into silence, and digested what he had gained in his mind.

For a long time, just after Mo Chengjun had filled himself with tea three times, Zhao Yin opened his eyes again.

His eyes converged with divine light, staring at the misty man not far away, and asked softly, "So, you are the Inspector Immortal Official, right?"

"Yes!"

"And what shall I call you?"

"Call me the Inspector, for I have a position to inspect the heavens, and I should not set up a word, nor should I be a saint before anyone else.

In the future, we shouldn't have much communication, so it's better not to leave this name behind!"

A clear voice came, and he tilted his head to look out the window again, and said, "The Great Dynasty Meeting has indeed delayed a lot of time, and the sky is almost dawning, if you have any doubts, just ask, otherwise I will have to leave."

"Of course there is, but there are so many doubts that I don't know where to ask."

Zhao Yin said this, but his eyes wandered, and he said, "Lord Inspector, you said that Heavenly Court is willing to help me, is it just this divine law?"

"Isn't it enough to have this divine law?"

"It's not that it's not enough, it's ...... Anyway, it's completely different from what I imagined to be supportive!"

Zhao Yin organized the language before asking tentatively, "Aren't you going to send some people over?" Just like the Galaxy Sword Sect, or the Sword Rune Sect?

I'm not greedy, just the beings I just saw, one or two, that's fine!"

As soon as these words came out, the air was quiet, and the silent pin drop could be heard, followed by laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

I saw the fog rolling, as if someone was laughing and leaning forwards and backwards, it was difficult to control himself, and Zhao Yin, who was even more smiling, had an ugly face.

"Am I wrong?"

"Do you know what those bits are? Do you know how far away they are from this big world? You can also see how many worlds they have to pay attention to every day.

Are you going to ask them to come down in person and help you take the throne of this little human emperor? Do you know what this looks like?"

"Like what?"

"Invite the lions and tigers to come in and help the ants fight. That's what you think, how self-conscious!"

The demeaning of this metaphor is beyond words, but Zhao Yin is not angry.

If what he had seen and heard before was true, to be honest, he didn't think that the battle between the human emperor in this part of the world was worth the end of those existences.

But he still said, "It's just that just a method of sealing the gods, plus an altar, is it too thin?"

"So, what my Heavenly Court has given you is just chance.

As for whether you can seize the opportunity to regain your position as the "Emperor of People" under this opportunity, it depends on your own ability and hard work."

The man in the mist said this, tilted his head again, and after a little thought, he continued to explain, "You should have also heard that my Heavenly Court is the abode of the immortals.

And in this big world, the immortal road seems to be prosperous, but it is actually incomplete; And Shinto, too, has only had some hints of it.

Therefore, when my Heavenly Court pays attention to this world, it will open up a place where the cave has been settled, and there will be people like me who patrol the lower realm, observe this red world, see the characteristics of this heaven and earth, and finally decide to spread the way of this immortal god.

As for you, although you are a little worse, you have the heart to be open and wise, to protect the people of the world, and to do well within the scope of your ability.

That's why I have given you a great opportunity to teach you that the way of God has been spread to the world and help you take the throne of the emperor."

Zhao Yin

He also asked his biggest concern at the right time: "Then what is this Shinto? Isn't that the way of the demons?"

"The immortal road is slim, you can go up to the moon for nine days, you can go down to the five seas to catch turtles, but this is looking for personal chances, taking the road of detachment, and it is a person who has a great freedom and great freedom.

It's not that it's bad, it's just that it can look up to the scenery of heaven and earth, but it doesn't look down and can't see the suffering of the world.

Shinto, on the other hand, is different.

Shinto cultivates incense, is the power of wishes, and gathers the power of mortals to ascend to the sky, which is destined to be inseparable from the worldly red dust, the imperial government, and all living beings.

As for the emperor of a dynasty, he may not be able to command the immortal giants, but he can enshrine gods, mountain gods, land, river bosses, and city emperors......

All these things, as long as they come from the hands of the emperor, they will inevitably protect the temples and communities, and the people of the dynasty, as long as they do not lose the hearts of the people, they can continue for thousands of generations."

"What if you lose hearts?"

"Is there still a need for a dynasty that has lost the hearts of the people to exist?"

The man in the mist said bluntly: "In other words, if you are the kind of person who only cares about the interests of your family and one surname, and does not care about the lives of thousands of people, do you think I will choose you? Will it give you such a chance?"

Zhao Yin couldn't help but sigh: "I see!"

But the man in the mist said, "As for the way of ghosts and gods that you are worried about, I have also heard of it, and it can only be said that it is the product of the germination of Shinto, an imperfect system, and there are loopholes everywhere.

Back then, the ancestor of your family was so anxious that he caused a disaster of ghosts and gods.

However, this is not the same concept as the Shinto system of my Heavenly Court, so you don't have to worry."

After a pause, he gave a positive evaluation: "Actually, your ancestor was far-sighted, and the way he conceived of suppressing with the Immortal Dao and protecting himself with the Dao of Ghosts and Gods is very consistent with the concept of my Heavenly Court.

I only sigh at him, he was born at the wrong time!!

This explanation really dispelled many of Zhao Yin's concerns, and coupled with the secret method comparison of the "Technique of Ascending the Gods" in his mind, he believed a lot.

After a pause, he asked again, "Can you tell me more about Heavenly Court?"

"Although I don't mind others knowing, it's better not to waste time now, in the future, you have the opportunity to understand."

"Later?"

"Yes!"

The man in the mist pointed to his head and said, "You know that the Heavenly Court Guidance Order in the Sea is not a one-way ticket, and when you need it, it can lead you back into the Heavenly Court.

Of course, you don't want to go to the Lingxiao Treasure Palace, and you can't touch those great gods and immortals.

However, in places like the Treasure Hall, you can go around, and you can also learn some basic information about the Heavenly Court."

"Is it just basic information?"

"Of course, it's just some basic information, but what else do you want?

Dig into the past of those great gods, or snoop into the privacy of a certain immortal?

Hehe, when you are ready to die, please inform me, and I will draw a line with you."

After terminating the topic, Mo Chengjun became a little impatient: "Okay, okay, there are other things, if not, I'm leaving."

"Yes, of course!"

Saying this, Zhao Yin paused, his expression was slightly hesitant, but after a moment, he raised his head and looked directly at the person in the mist, as if to see through him: "I just want to know, what is the purpose of your Heavenly Court doing so much?

Or rather, what do you need me to do?"

After breathing a sigh of relief, he said, "A long time ago, an ancestor told me that greed is the original sin, but it is also because of greed that people have the motivation to move forward.

I don't believe that you Heavenly Court are saints and will have no desires, I just want to know what you are "greedy" about?"

"You're finally getting some level of this question!"

The man in the mist seemed to be surprised, but also seemed to be very happy, and his clear voice was a little lighter: "You are right, my heavenly court is self-contained, as for what you want?

Actually, it's been a long time

I told you!"

"Told me? When?"

"Every word is."

"You're talking about gods?"

"It's understandable, but it's still superficial."

After a pause, as if he was organizing his words, he whispered in the fog: "My Heavenly Court has never been interested in temporary gains and losses, nor does it care about your internal struggles, you fight to the death, and who is in power actually doesn't matter to us.

It's as if you never pay attention to the ants fighting in the nest at your feet.

What my Heavenly Court cares about is actually the entire civilization, the spread of Heavenly Court's culture and path in this world, so you may understand?"

"Culture? The way?"

Although Zhao Yin's vision is okay, he is still just indigenous, and for a while, he was a little difficult to understand such statements.

The man in the mist tilted his head slightly and thought about it, and then made an analogy: "I heard that in the south of your Kyushu, there is still an active branch of the human race on the border of Jinzhou, which you call Nanban?"

"Yes!"

Zhao Yin nodded, and said, "It is said that it can be traced back to the years before the unification of the human race in Kyushu, and those who did not submit to the rule of the first emperor Yu were all sent there."

"Therefore, they are not demons or demons, they are still human races, but they practice ancient rituals, live in groups of tribes, hunt and live, like to kill, and are good at totem skills, and often intrude on the border of Jinzhou, right?"

"Yes. But does that have anything to do with what we just talked about?"

"Absolutely. I'm talking about what if, if you, the Great Xuan Dynasty, are willing to send envoys to do the things of education, to establish a school there, to teach etiquette, to farm and weave, to enforce the law, and to govern with an official government.

After a hundred years and a thousand years, will there still be Nanbanians?

Or, are they already great mysteries?"

"That's ...... of course."

Zhao Yin instinctively wanted to answer, but as soon as the words came out, he seemed to understand something, and stood on the spot.

He already understood what this inspecting immortal official meant, because, in a sense, Heavenly Court looked at this vast world just like the Great Xuan Dynasty looked at the land of the Southern Barbarians.

And what they are pursuing is never a temporary gain or loss or profit.

What they want to do is the spread of ideas, the assimilation of civilization, until a certain point, this world recognizes the culture and inheritance of the Heavenly Court.

And this kind of appeal is not a bad thing for their Zhao royal family, and even for the Kyushu human race, nor is it unacceptable.

Even, the more he thought about it, the more Zhao Yin felt a sense of shock, they were still fighting for power for a while, and the other party was looking at tens of millions of years later, which was really not a grade.

It seemed that the words were finished, and the person in the fog was no longer interested in understanding the confusion, he put down the teacup and said, "This should be your last question, I have said a lot, it's time to go, go."

As he spoke, he got up and walked forward with layers of fog, the door opened automatically, and he walked farther and farther.

Until this time, Zhao Yin seemed to remember something again, and shouted loudly, "I still have a question, and there is another?"

"If there's a fart, let it go!"

"What, you also know, the scourge of ghosts and gods last time was a bit bigger, and if I want to restart the gods this time, I will inevitably be blocked by the immortal gate.

If I die to the point where it's nothing, I'm afraid of delaying the great affairs of our heavenly court!"

Look, this is the superior, and those who can do great things are shameless, this is "our heavenly court".

In the distance, the clear voice came again: "You don't have to worry about this, get ready first, after a while, they won't have time to pay attention to you."

Perhaps, they will be busy!!

"Busy? What do you mean by that?"

"The divine path is vast, the immortal path is incomplete, since the god is going to be opened, then this immortal path naturally has to be completed."

Before the words fell, Zhao Yin had already chased to the door, and saw that all the fog had dissipated, and the inspection immortal official had already gone away.

And the huge mansion came to life all of a sudden, and the old eunuch was stunned

He immediately ran to the front and said, "Master, master, you have been busy all night! Master, if you don't serve you to wash up first, the ministers will come in a moment."

"It's been a night?"

Zhao Yin looked up a little in a daze, and saw the sky in the distance, and a round of newborn sunrise had jumped into the field of vision, exuding light.

He couldn't help but raise his hand and shake it, feeling the knowledge in the sea, he knew that this was not a dream, everything was not a dream.

He smiled suddenly, but his smile was subtle but also brilliant, like this rising sun, as if he saw hope.