Jiang is only a small country on the edge of the land of Cheung Chau, as small as the whole country, but it has millions of subjects. It is said to be a country, but in fact it is just a small city, so many people call it Jiang City.

Like many other small nations, they seem to stand in a calm river, with not a single stone thrown into the water, and there is not a single wave. Just as thousands of streams and rivers flow into rivers and seas, if rivers and seas are the destination of these streams, then extinction is the destination of these small countries. When these countries come to an end, either calmly or agitatedly, their old sites will slowly erode with time, until there is no trace of them in the world.

In winter, Jiang Guo is exceptionally cold. It's a kind of cold, cold wind that seems to blow into people's bones, making people's bones creak and creak between their movements.

This snow is not small.

Snowflakes swirled and fell, landing on the boy's cheeks on his back. Before this one melted, the next hexagonal snowflake followed.

The young man was no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, his body was a little thin, and he was dressed in a clean linen shirt, which looked quite thin in the ice and snow. He is not tall, his appearance is a little white and delicate, his appearance is not special, but his eyes are quite clear and clear, like a small lake. The snowflakes reflected in the lake, making his eyes even moister.

The young man stretched out his hand to catch a snowflake, and there was a reverie in his heart, maybe not only Jiang Guo, maybe the entire Changzhou was covered by this heavy snow, right?

The young man's name is Fang Shili, and he is a villager of Fangjia Village. Fangjia Village is one of more than ten villages outside Jiangguo City, and there are only dozens of households in the village. The lord of Jiang has always been regarded as a wise monarch, and the people under Jiang Guo's rule have also shadowed his well-being, which can be regarded as living and working in peace and contentment. The same is true for Fangjia Village.

When Fang Shili was twelve years old, his parents died of illness, so Fang Shili and his younger brother Fang Redemption became orphans.

Fang Shili was only one year older than Fang Ransom. Fang Ranh is not the son of the Fang family, he lost his mother at an early age and relied on his father as a companion.

When Fang Ransom was nine years old, his father and Fang Shili's father, Fang Xin, went to the mountains to collect medicine. On the way, the two of them encountered a colorful tiger, and Fang Ran's father was accidentally pounced on by this big insect when he fled, and he couldn't survive, so Fang Xin had to leave him alone to escape. After escaping, Fang Xin sat at the door and was silent for two days, and then took Fang Ransom back to his home.

Since then, Fang Shili has had a younger brother.

Some people in the village said that Fang Ransome was actually a disaster, first killing his parents and then his adoptive father and adoptive mother. Even the old man who taught in the village refused to let Fang Ransom enter his school, for fear of being exposed to the bad luck of this calamity.

The two were young, and even though they left some land at home, they were powerless to plough it. Fortunately, his father Fang Xin had been collecting herbs for a living before, and there were still medicinal books for identifying herbs at home. So Fang Shili picked it up, relied on the words he knew from the old man, and went into the mountains to find some medicinal herbs according to the book, barely making a living.

The old people in the village said that there are tigers and monsters in the mountains, which eat human flesh and blood, and clothes and human skin and bones. But if you don't go into the mountain, you can only starve to death, the young Fang Shili carried a half-human tall bamboo basket tremblingly into the mountain for the first time, and came back in the evening when it was dark, and there was only a shallow layer of grass and trees in the bamboo basket, and most of them were weeds that looked like medicinal herbs.

But now that three years have passed, he can almost bring out a few decent medicinal herbs every time he enters the mountain, which also makes the life of the two brothers much better.

But every winter, when the snow covers the mountain, the mountain more than ten miles behind the village has become a real beast that devours people, even a strong man does not dare to enter the mountain, let alone Fang Shili.

Fortunately, last year, Fang Shili was admitted to the Xiucai fame, and the yamen would give him some allowances every month, and the winter of him and Fang Ransom was finally not as difficult as the previous two years.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and in a moment it fell on the ground. The yellow light of the evening was reflected on the snow, and everything else in heaven and earth seemed to have lost its color. A few children in the village, with their hair gray, frolicking towards their homes, were soon drowned in the snow.

Fang Shili looked at the snow scene, his eyes were a little frozen, and he didn't know where his thoughts had drifted to. This year he is fifteen, and Fang Ranhe is also fourteen. From the death of his parents to now, it has been more than three years before he knows it.

I heard the old man say that there is nothing more promisingly in the world than to be a slaughterer for officials. The big officials in the court are all majestic, they are covered in black robes, full of wealth, and the affairs of the whole country are decided by them.

There are even great Confucians who can go to other countries to study and study.

Fang Shili yearns for it.

Fang Shili is quite talented in the road of Jinglun, and he can often be reversed in one corner and three times, and he is regarded as his personal disciple by the old man. He was admitted to Xiucai at the age of only fourteen, and he was considered a small name in several nearby villages. If nothing else, he will become a member of the high hall in the future.

"Brother, come in, it's cold outside!"

Fang Shili's words in the house interrupted Fang Shili's thoughts, and he shook his head with a smile. "It's coming, it's coming!"

There wasn't much firewood in the house, so there was no stove to keep warm. But there was a fire on the stove to cook porridge, and the house was much warmer than outside.

"Fang Ransom, you may have defended the "Zhai Canon" that taught you yesterday?"

The old man didn't let Fang Redemption enter the school, and Fang Shili had to teach Fang Redemption by himself. Fortunately, he had a deep understanding of the words of these saints, and he was also very handy in teaching Fang Ransom.

"There are a few sentences that I can't explain in too much detail, brother, can you tell me about it again?"

So, with the light of this stove, Fang Shili picked up the book and explained it carefully to Fang Ransom.

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At this time, in the snowy sky, there was a person slowly walking towards Fangjia Village. The snow had long since covered the man's boots, but his steps were still unhurried.

The vast heaven and earth, and the boundless darkness behind him, seem to be unable to annihilate such a thin figure. When the black dog of Zhao Laohan's family at the entrance of the village began to bark for the first time, he gently knocked on the door of Fang Shili's house.

Fang Redemption looked at Fang Shili suspiciously, Fang Shili got up and went to the door, pulled the bolt of the door, and slowly opened the door.

A smiling middle-aged man's face fell into Fang Shili's eyes. The person who came was wearing a linen green shirt and a black coat, and at this moment a thick layer of snow had already fallen on the shoulders of the coat. It's clear that he's traveled a long way to get here.

"Little brother, I've come here from a very far away, and I'm really tired, can you let me stay here for one night?"

Visitors were the first to speak.

Fang Shili's home is not the first in the village, but the third. I'm afraid this one has already hit two walls in a row.

Fang Shili opened his mouth and wanted to refuse. He has always thought too much, otherwise he would not have been able to support this family.

But looking at the vicissitudes of life in the eyes of this green-shirted guest, for some reason, he couldn't say anything to refuse.

Life may be so unpredictable. The ghost made a miracle, Fang Shili turned sideways, and the door opened wider: "In that case, let's rest here for the night." ”

The man was ushered in.

The snow outside the door was even heavier. From the moment the door opened, the wind mixed with snow particles desperately squeezed into the door, and a thin layer of snow had fallen on the door. Fang Shili hurriedly closed the door.

The people who came into the house thanked them repeatedly.

Through the faint light of the fire in the room, Fang Shili looked at this person more closely: he was about a year old, his face was plain, he had no beard, and his face looked a little ordinary. Although he was not tall, he was unusually tall, and the snow on his shoulders could not lower him by half a point. He had walked a long way, but he had no bags with him.

Fang Ransom on the side was a little cringe, his eyes flickered a little when he looked at him, he sat by the stove, his dark face was clearly extinguished in the firelight.

Fang Ransom couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw his brother let people into the house, but he had always been based on Fang Shili, and he didn't dare to say anything. Fortunately, the security around Jiang Country is excellent, and even if there are gangsters and bandits, they are all in groups, and they will not be single-handedly like this person.

"Sir, it's just that the porridge is ready, you can drink some to dispel the cold." Fang Shili served a bowl of porridge to this guest, and then served another bowl to Fang Ransom.

But they only cooked two bowls of porridge.

Fang Redemption opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but Fang Shili handed the chopsticks first, blocking the conversation: "Eat quickly!" Fang Redemption didn't dare to say more, holding the bowl and squatting back to the stove, where there was still the residual warmth of firewood.

The guest looked at Fang Shili with a smile in his eyes. He was not polite, took the porridge and sat down to drink.

But in an instant, the porridge has bottomed out. Fang Shili was a little curious: "Why did Mr. travel here? You may not know, our village has not seen outsiders for a long time. ”

The person who came said with a smile: "My name is Fuli, and I am from Yujing. Traveled around the land and came here. ”

Fang Shili was a little strange. Not to mention the name of Yujing, he has never heard of it, even this floating surname, and he has never heard of it.

Seeing Fang Shili like this, the middle-aged man laughed again: "I'm not from your Jiang Guozhong, this Yujing, you haven't heard of it." From this road to the west, it is where Yujing is located. ”

Fang Shili only said that he was lonely and unheard, so he didn't ask any more.

Fu Li was interested in the other party: "I don't know what the name of the little brother is?"

"I can't deserve my name, my name is Fang Shili. ”

"This name is very unique, could it be taken from the ten miles of frost in the Qingjiang River?" Fu Li was even more curious.

"It's not. Fang Shili shook his head. "My father's Fangjia Village is about ten miles away from my mother's house. In the past, in order to please my mother, my father went to my mother's house every day to work for her family. It's ten miles to go, and it's ten miles to go back. So later, he named me Shili. ”

Fang Shili's eyes darkened.

The room fell silent, except for the sound of Fang Ransom drinking porridge.

There were three rooms in this earthen house, one on the left and one on the left side of the door. Both of these rooms had a bed, and he slept separately from Fang Ransom on weekdays.

Now that there are guests, Fang Shili arranged for Fu Li to sleep in his original room, and he and Fang Ransome sleep on the same bed.

Fang Shili bolted the door of this room from the inside, and then lay down on the bed. Listening to the whimper of the north wind outside the house, he and Fang Ransom gradually fell asleep.

It was late at night, and the three of them slept peacefully.

Somehow, Fang Yu suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Fang Shili for a while, and then slowly closed them.

Outside the window, there was a sudden loud wind, and the howling north wind carried flakes of snow whistling against the hut, but it was resisted by the solid earthen walls.

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In an instant, the sky is bright, and the clouds are snowing.

Fang Shili opened the door.

I don't know when the snow stopped last night. At this time, the early winter sun was already hanging obliquely in the sky, and the north wind swept the call last night, and now there was not even a trace of wind. The sun shines on the knee-deep snow, making the snow white of the world even more dazzling.

Fang Shili tightened his clothes, although the sun rose in the east, the cold was still biting. He picked up a wooden shovel and shoveled the snow out of the doorway.

In the middle of the ring, the thick snow at the door had disappeared enough to allow for entry and exit. In the house, Fang Ransome had already gotten up, sitting at the window to review yesterday's homework, and the door of the guest Fuli had not yet opened, and he was still asleep.

It was already cold, and Fang Shili was thinly dressed, but he was still a little trembling after doing this hard work. In addition, he has been working hard and his blood is blocked, and when he looks up, he is a little dizzy, and he has to stand firm by holding on to the door frame.

In this trance, I saw that there seemed to be a golden light in front of me. Fang Shili only said that his fatigue led to hallucinations. But when he shook his head and looked ahead again, he was almost so shocked that the wooden shovel in his hand fell to the ground!

I saw a tall and majestic figure, wearing golden armor, slowly descending from the sky directly in front of him! The golden light of the armor on this figure's body flowed, shining in all directions! Fang Shili looked over, and the glow on this person's body was actually a little more dazzling than that of the great sun. The man fell to the ground in an instant, and walked in the direction of Fang Shili. Look closely, he actually stepped on the snow, stepping on the thick snow, as if walking on the ground, without a trace!

How did Fang Shili see such a scene? In the past, he only had the words of immortals and gods in the ghosts and strange things, but he never believed it, and he only scoffed at it. But at this moment, seeing this divine general who seems to be coming down from the nine heavens, he really can't help but believe it.

Could it be that this is the generation of gods, or is it the flow of true immortals?

This golden armor figure seemed to be extremely slow, but in an instant, it came to Fang Shili from a distance, condescending. He stepped on the snow, and when the snow was a foot high, he was ten miles and a foot high.

Just far away, the light on his body was too dazzling, and Fang Shili couldn't see his face. At this time, he was already close in front of him, and Fang Shili could take a closer look.

I saw that this person was only about twenty years old, with a face like a crown of jade, cold eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and extraordinary. He stood here, seven feet tall, and his law was solemn.

Fang Shili only felt that if he was facing the monstrous waves in a lonely boat, the surging momentum would make him almost unable to raise his head.

This god general was expressionless, standing still in front of the door, his eyes were full of indifference, and he didn't look at Fang Shili. He held an object in his hand and was frowning at it.

This is a compass, very simple, cracks, as if it has gone through an unknown number of years, and there are purple rays on the compass from time to time. The man held the compass and walked into the house with his head bowed.

Fang Shili wanted to speak, but he found that his mouth was so obscure that he couldn't speak at all, and he couldn't say a word.

Fang Rancher in the house also saw this divine general, and he was also shocked and almost stunned, and even the book he was holding in his hand fell to the ground.

The god will slowly walk towards Fang Ransom.

As he approached Fang Ran, the compass in his hand actually became purple and buzzing!

In order to keep warm, the window lattices in the earthen house are not large, and only a little light can be heard, so even during the day, it is still a little dark. Now this god will enter the house, and the golden light circulating on the armor and the purple light on the compass will illuminate the small space like a god's fantasy!

At some point, the indifference in the eyes of the god general has disappeared.

His ancient eyes flowed with inexplicable excitement and fanaticism!

Under the horrified gaze of Fang Shili and Fang Ran, he looked at Fang Ransom and slowly ...... Kneel!

What kind of picture is this?

Heaven and earth seemed to stand still at this moment.

"The Sanskrit Golden Armor God will meet the Daozi of the Nine Palaces!"

Fang Ranh was still stunned, only opening his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

He didn't speak, and the self-proclaimed Golden Armor Divine General didn't get up, but only knelt on one knee and bowed his head to the ground.

Long.

"Dao...... Daozi?" Fang Rancher finally came back to his senses, and his words were not good: "This god general, did you recognize the wrong person, I ...... I'm not the way you call me. ”

Only then did the god raise his head. He smiled slightly: "Daozi doesn't have to worry too much! The elders of my clan divined the heavens with their lives, and they counted the birth of the master of my Brahman clan, and the hexagram said that the land of Changzhou and the coast of the East China Sea. It took us more than ten years to ask for the Treasure Dayan Dao Disk, and after a few days of calculation, we found you, how could it be wrong?"

He paused, and then exclaimed: "Now that I see the Tao, I finally understand." You are actually the holy body of Brahma that our clan has not seen for thousands of years, and it is difficult for all laws to invade and immortal! With the Tao, why should it take a thousand years, our Brahma clan can be the king of one place without being confined to one place, even if these ten continents and nine seas can be called ancestors!"

Seeing that Fang Redemption didn't understand much, the Nine Palaces were confused, knowing that this matter still had too much impact on him. He explained again, and a grand and magnificent picture slowly unfolded in his mouth.

There are immortals in this world! Legend has it that immortals are immortal! People can live forever, so there are immortal cultivators. In the land of ten continents, the people who cultivate immortals do not know how many. Glimpse the avenue and cultivate immortality, this is their lifelong wish.

This is a very different world from the mundane.

Brahma is the name of a monastic family. It has been inherited from ancient times, wind, frost, rain and snow, and I don't know how many years have passed. But no matter how many years of erosion, it still stands.

"Daozi, from today on, you will get rid of this mundane body, and from now on the road will be smooth!"

Fang Rancho was stunned, looking quite funny.

He didn't even dare to pinch his thigh, for fear of waking up from this dream. Now he is just a small villager in the countryside, and he has suffered from the fingers of the villagers. But this is just a cup of tea, and he is actually a fairy, and he can be an immortal like this golden armor god in the future! I'm afraid it's a beggar who has turned into a giant, I'm afraid it's just that!

He pondered for a long time, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked and answered: "What if...... I'm really a Daozi, how can I compare to the lord of our Jiang country?"

The lord of the kingdom is the most honorable person in his understanding.

Fan Jiugong laughed: "Please wait a while!"

With that, he confessed and walked out of the house.

Fang Shili watched this god general walk in front of him again, and his body was still as if he had been immobilized, unable to speak or move.

"Where is the lord of this place?

It was not a loud voice, no different from when he was talking to Fang Ransom. But what Fang Shili and the others didn't know was that Jiang Guo and the whole country actually had this voice hovering in the sky!

Most of the people of Jiang are still asleep. But the voice seemed to ring in their ears, waking them up. When the people woke up, they all thought that they had heard it wrong, and who would dare to insult the lord of the country?

Jiang Yushu has succeeded his father as the head of the country for more than 17 years.

The weather is cold in winter, and there are not many political affairs, so it is three days a day. But Jiang Yushu wanted to be diligent, and he used to get up every day. So today he also got up early, and after breakfast, he took a walk with an old Taoist priest in the imperial garden.

At this time, the voice suddenly came into my ears without warning. The two stopped suddenly, looking at each other in shock. As the head of a country, how could he not know that there were such great supernatural people in the world, and besides, the Taoist priests around him were cultivators.

"Your Majesty, I don't know who this is, and the cultivation is so profound!"

"Isn't the national teacher his opponent?" Jiang Yushu asked.

"The old Dao cultivation is not at the peak of the condensation vein, and the person who transmits the sound is afraid that there is more than the golden pill, and the means of such a monk are not conceivable. It's not an exaggeration to say nothing compared to him!"

Hearing this old Tao say this, Jiang Yushu's eyes were even more gloomy. Acting so arrogantly, this person has clear intentions.

"Don't be too alarmed, he is a monstrous means, and he doesn't dare to move the lord of a country in this east and outside the realm!" Jiang Yushu calmed down and said slowly: "Since you can't avoid it, you have to go and see him." I don't have the ability to fly to the sky, so I bother the national teacher to give me a ride. ”

"Alas!" Lao Dao sighed deeply. "The lord of the country has been in the past, and the old way should accompany him. ”

As he spoke, he patted a cyan cloth bag on his waist, only to see a whisk of dust swimming out of the bag and falling into the hands of Lao Dao. Lao Dao raised his hand with the dust in his hand and waved it, and he saw countless filaments growing at the end of the whisk, and these filaments swept away, wrapping Lao Dao and Jiang Yushu together, and roaring straight to the sky.

Here, Fang Fu couldn't understand the measures of the Nine Palaces of the Vatican, could it be that the lord of the country could hear it just by saying a word?

These two openings are no more than half a cup of tea.

So Fang Ransom ran out of the door.

Fang Shili stood by the door, Fang Ransom looked at him as he passed by, and the corners of his mouth cracked and smiled.

There was inexplicable pleasure and a little mockery in this smile.

Fang Shili had never seen Fang Redemption in such a posture, and he had mixed feelings in his heart, and he was even more sad. He knew in his heart that since the beginning, this Brahman Nine Palace had used some kind of spell to fix himself here. Or maybe it's just that the general trend on his body will intimidate him, just like a companion accidentally breaks the wings of a butterfly, and he will just turn away, and he won't look back to care if the butterfly will not be able to fly.

But now, another butterfly has rested on the shoulders of a person, and it may be about to transform into a human.

Fang Zhan truded through the snow with difficulty to the side of the Ninth Palace, and as soon as he stood still, he saw something flying in the sky, and after a while, he came to the ground in front of them.

The dust slowly dispersed, revealing Jiang Yushu and the others.

Lao Dao took the lead in saluting: "Xiao Xiu greets the seniors!"

The ninth palace of the Vatican Palace is not seen.

Jiang Yushu took a step forward, neither humble nor arrogant, and arched his hand: "I am the lord of this place below, I don't know why the immortal called me?"

The ninth palace smiled and nodded. "Not bad, not bad!" He turned his head to look at Fang Rancher again: "Daozi, this should be your lord." ”

Fang Ranh was suddenly a little frightened, the etiquette he had received since he was a child made him care about anything else, so he wanted to bow down. But kneeling in mid-air, it was as if a soft wind was holding his knees, and he could no longer bend down no matter what.

"Daozi, how can a mere mortal lord and dust-like figure stand your kneeling......?"

As he spoke, he pressed his left hand down on Jiang Yushu.

Jiang Yushu was shocked by the domineering of this person in front of him, and because of such an absurd reason, he spread the word for hundreds of miles and summoned himself to the two of them. But suddenly, he felt a strong force surging towards him from the sky. He was just a mortal body, how could he stop it? As soon as he heard a plop, he was forced to his knees, his legs tightly embedded in the snow!

What kind of noble status is the head of a country? Now he is worthless and has fallen into the dust.

"Lord!" exclaimed Lao Dao from the side! He wanted to step forward, but it seemed that there was a barrier in front of him, and he couldn't take half a step forward.

"Within the boundaries of my Brahman clan, how can there be hundreds of millions of mortal countries? Today, you can worship in front of the young master, which is a blessing for you to cultivate in several lifetimes!"

The Nine Palaces of the Van Gong opened their mouths lightly, as if the facts were indeed as he said, which was a matter of course.

Jiang Yushu was full of grief and anger in his heart, and a deep sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart. Rather than suffer this great humiliation, it is better to die a shame!

Suddenly, he felt his body loosen, and a cyan wind rose on the ground to gently lift him up. An ethereal, cold woman's voice came from the sky.

"When I leave the border of the earth in the east, and force the lord of a country to kneel, must I have lived enough?"