It is difficult for people who have lived in the Divine Dynasty since childhood to appreciate the life of the southern kingdoms where there are cultivators ruling over the country.

If you don't experience it yourself, you won't be able to get a shocking feeling just by seeing the records in the books.

Harsh taxes, scarce resources, and lack of human rights......

All of this should be prioritized, and it can even be said that it is provided for the Taoist religion.

Daomen is the general name of many religions in the south and various sects in Kunlun Mountain, and Immortal Palace, as the head of Daomen, even if it is not in the red dust, it still needs the support of Daomen religion, and the background of this support comes from the rule of religion over the world.

So it's actually a deformed cycle.

The Asgard Palace needed the Daomen, and in order to meet this need and exchange for its own status, the Daomen chose a more direct way to achieve its own goals by losing the true meaning of the Daomen.

This is also the most important point of the discord between the Daomen and the Divine Dynasty.

One implements secular human rights, and the other exalts the practice of theocracy.

Yue Sui Yuan was right, because the Immortal Palace was the power standing behind the Dao Gate, no matter how tall the Immortal Palace was and devoted to the Dao, such a blind eye was actually a kind of connivance in disguise.

"In fact, the people at the bottom who suffer the most, those upper classes through exploitation and oppression to get support in the sect behind them, on the one hand, to consolidate their position, on the other hand, they can also let their juniors get the opportunity to practice, after all, it is not bad, but ordinary people are different, even if they have the talent for cultivation, they can't get a good cultivation environment, and even some people can only spend their lives ordinary. Yue Sui Yuan sighed with some regret.

The people suffer when the practice is prosperous, and the people are also bitter when the practice declines.

"If Brother Ximeng lived in this southern country, it is very likely that he would not have been found to be so talented. ”

Ning Shu's heart was very touched when he heard this, he knew that it was not easy for ordinary people to embark on the path of cultivation, not only needed chance, but also needed someone to dial it, and Xie Ximeng was such a pearl, if he could not wipe off the dust on it, it would be a pity.

Thankfully, he was born in the Divine Dynasty and was cultivated by the Daoist Department, and in the worldly world outside the Divine Dynasty, could there be people with the same talent who could not get the opportunity?

"In fact, in the land of the south, in addition to the sect, there are also those gods. ”

"Slander?"

Ning Shu remembered the records he had seen, the gods had existed since the flood and famine, and had developed to the heavenly court in later generations, and they were sealed by the heavenly court himself, controlling the waters, mountains, forests, and cities of the world, enjoying the incense of the world, and protecting the gods of the world.

He had seen a broken stone statue of the mountain god in the Garan Mountain, and he had heard of the existence of a city god before coming to the southern country.

"They're all false gods. Yue Sui Yuan said: "The true gods disappeared with the Heavenly Court as early as a thousand years ago, and even the edicts were not visible, and most of the gods entrenched in the temple now are ghosts and spirits, who are cultivating with the help of the power of worldly faith. ”

Seeing Ning Shu's puzzled expression, Yue Sui Yuan explained: "It's hard to understand, right, we all know that compared to cultivators, the power of the world is too small, but the gods can absorb the power of faith and use the power of the world reasonably to achieve a strong effect." ”

"The purer the faith, the stronger the mana, and the body that truly protects all beings, everything in his divine domain is fed, and the true gods who truly have faith in ancient times can be ranked in the heavenly court. ”

And now, Shinto in the true sense of the word has disappeared from this world. ”

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Ning Shu's eyes looked at the city under the mountain, falling on the lush dense forest, thinking about the conversation with Yue Sui Yuan in the capital of Nanyue a few days ago, chewing on the information obtained inside, he couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Originally, he thought that since he left Ping'an City a year ago, he had gone through a series of changes and embarked on the path of cultivation, and then entered Luocheng, the center of the human race, and finally entered Taifu.

The horizon should be open enough.

From the mundane to the practice.

Cultivation should also be an obvious thing, nothing more than cultivation, breakthrough, cultivation, and breakthrough...... The first sleep, the mind, the hope of life, the dream, and the return to the void all broke through, and then stepped into a higher realm.

And the road to be taken under your feet is roughly the four states of the Divine Dynasty, the southern countries, and the northern grasslands, and you may go to Kunlun after your strength allows, immeasurable.

But he didn't expect that as time passed, many things that he had never thought of before would emerge one after another, whether it was the disappearing Ancient Heavenly Court, the false divine slander, or the Yellow Spring he saw in his dreams, they were all things he had never thought of before he entered the cultivation world.

"That's probably the trouble you have to go through to grow up. ”

Ning Shu remembered a sentence that Yuan Youtao often talked about because of his heavy schoolwork.

The mountains are not as prosperous as the cities, but what is more is the quiet.

Since that day he said goodbye to Yue Suiyuan and other Taoist people, and after entering Nanling, Ning Shu has never seen a few living people.

According to the map, he had to climb two more hills to see the nearest village.

The depths of the South Ridge are inhumane, because there will be various sects in the mountains, so the countries have not over-cultivated the mountains, so that the trees in this forest do not know how to grow for hundreds or even thousands of years, so high that they can't be seen at a glance.

There were often various clanging noises in the forest, and some shadows could be seen flickering and disappearing from sight, which were the beasts of the mountains.

The sound of crows from above the head rang for a while, then abruptly stopped, and after a dozen breaths of silence, it continued to sing with even louder cheers.

Ning Shu sat beside a stream left deep in the woods, wiped his hands, and enjoyed the scenery in the stream.

The mountains in midsummer are full of coolness, not to mention the deep mountains in early spring, Ning Shu used to go to the mountains with the pharmacy manager in Ping'an City to pick herbs, and he knows the coldness in it, although he is now a cultivator, but when he reaches out and touches the stream, he can still feel the coolness of the bones.

Thinking about walking in the mountains like this is not a bad thing, if you return to the Divine Dynasty, thinking of the smiles of those ministers, Ning Shu shuddered.

Eating the dry food in his hand, he missed the bowl of fresh chicken soup in the university scholar's mansion for a moment.

I forgot where I heard it, if you want to control a man, you must first satisfy his stomach, thinking that this is advice to those daughters' families, but Yuan Youtao said very arrogantly that if you want to control a man, you only need to control his lower body.

But for Ning Shu now, a bowl of chicken soup is definitely more effective than other things.

If you don't have a full stomach, you don't have time to think about other things.

Thinking about it like this, Ning Shu stuffed all the remaining dry food in his hand into his mouth, and then took a sip of stream water and swallowed it.

The mountain is so big, seeing that the fog is getting thicker and thicker, although he has been walking in the right direction, but if he continues to walk like this, when will he find a place where there are people, as for the whereabouts of the prince of the Snow Country, there is no one who can inquire about the news, and it is impossible to find it.

As an excellent student with an excellent sense of time, Ning Shu understood very well that whether it was for himself or for the task given to him by the Divine Dynasty this time, getting what he wanted in a short period of time was undoubtedly the most important.

Thinking of this, Ning Shu closed his eyes, and a stream of purple qi gushed out from his eyebrows, turning into a butterfly and flying away in the dense fog in front of him.

The results of cultivating day and night in the back mountain of Taifu were reflected at this moment.

The butterfly is different from being just an empty shell before, and now the butterfly can feel a breath of vitality between the flapping wings, which is part of Ning Shu's Yuan Shen mixed with the meaning of the law, and in the face of the jungle fog miasma, the purple butterfly is even more unhindered, because Ning Shu can cast a spell to break the delusion through the butterfly.

Purple butterflies fluttering.

Through the mist, through a dense forest, and then resting on the branches of a tree.

Look at the scene in front of you.

Ning Shu, who was sitting by the stream, could also see the scene there.

It is the breath of life.

Someone is in the mountains.

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An ancestral hall stands in the middle of the forest.

The ancestral hall is not large, and the walls, tiles and even the threshold look very old, like a bag that has been thrown away at random, slanted into the soil.

There were inscriptions on both sides of the door, but they were blurred, presumably some sacrificial words.

It is said to be an ancestral hall, but on closer inspection, it looks more like an ownerless lonely tomb.

But what is very strange is that it is such an ancestral hall that looks decayed on the surface, but there is an incense burner in the middle, and three incense sticks are burning, which is different from the white smoke in the incense burner in ordinary houses, but the dark gray smoke wafts out here.

In the shadow behind the incense burner, you can vaguely see a statue made of unknown materials, and it seems that this statue should be the main seat of worship in this ancestral hall.

In fact, it is true, the dark gray smoke from the incense burner does not dissipate in the air, but gathers on the face of the statue in the shadows, as if someone is breathing, swallowing the smoke of the incense.

The locust trees are tall all around, and the cries of birds and birds are terrible, like crying.

It's lifeless.

And the only anger came from a girl in the woods.

The girl was dressed in ordinary clothes, her hair was tied in braids and hung down on her chest, and she walked forward step by step, cautiously, looking back from time to time, as if she was afraid of something.

The sound of dead branches being trampled off, the sound of the wind passing through the woods......

Every sound made the girl tremble, and the braid that hung in front of her was tightly grasped by her hand, and she did not let go from the moment she stepped into the woods.

When the girl saw the ancestral hall, her face showed hesitation, and then in the hesitation, she ran over with one foot deep and one foot shallow, knelt in front of the ancestral hall, took out three incense sticks from her arms with trembling hands, lit them and inserted them into the incense burner.

"The land lord is above, please be worshiped by the little girl......"

"The little girl is the Mu family who lives in Qingxi Town at the foot of the mountain, and there are demons in the wind and rain crossing in front of Qingxi Town, so please go down the mountain to cast a spell to suppress it. ”