Today, the earth has reached a stable opportunity, and we must set the gods of the heavens, divide the thunder, fire, plague, fighting, three mountains and five mountains, starry sky, clouds and rain, and the netherworld, and control the order of heaven and earth.

At this point, all the immortals set up the list of gods.

Things involve the eternal order of heaven and earth, affect sentient beings, and cause wars to arise in the mundane world.

The secular dynasties changed, wars flourished, and all parties depended on those who practiced Taoism, which eventually led to the battle between the worldly families and countries in the world to evolve into a battlefield for the founding of Gods.

Among them, people who died in Taoism and ordinary people in the world will be granted the great fortune, the depth of Taoism, the closeness and distant laws, etc. for the sake of the high and low fortune, the depth of Taoism, and the closeness of fate.

Since the split of the Tang Dynasty in the previous dynasty, there have been war fires and smoke from all over the world.

To this day, the world is divided into three parts, checks and balances each other, and the situation is barely stable.

The south is the Liang Kingdom.

Middle-earth is Shu Kingdom.

Going up to the north, it is called Yuan Meng Kingdom.

...

"A man is born with good nature."

"The nature is similar, but the habits are different."

In the evening, the sky was filled with golden light.

The sound of reading comes from the tile house, the sound is tender and complex.

After a while, a clear voice was heard and said, "It's too late today, so go home."

Then a few cheering voices of children, and some studious children made a little unsatisfied voice. Then seven or eight children ran out of the room and waved to the back before leaving: "Sir, see you tomorrow."

There was a man standing at the door, smiling and holding a book in his arms.

This man was dressed in light white clothes, elegant and unrestrained.

He has a positive facial features and a clear appearance, and is about eighteen or nineteen years old.

When he looked closely, he felt a little smile on his face and a little confused in his eyebrows.

His name is Qingyuan. He was a disciple of the Immortal Palace in the Upper Realm. Because he had no roots and bones, he went down to the world and searched for opportunities, but he still gained nothing.

Even though he has been meditating for many years and can withstand boredom, he is already peaceful, but he has gained nothing to do so and is inevitably confused and confused.

Standing quietly for a moment, he finally sighed and turned back into the house.

The sunset is setting, and the sunset is gradually fading.

It's late at night.

A candlelight lit up in the room, and from the window, you can see a shadow sitting upright at the table and reading a book.

"The way of heaven is to reduce the excess and make up for the shortcomings. The way of immortals..."

His voice is clear and every word is clear.

...

The moonlight is bright and as thin as a veil.

The person is asleep.

"The Taoist Tong Qingyuan, under the Great Immortal Sect, did not observe the precepts, read the immortal root book without authorization, spyed on the list of gods, and privately took over the treasures of the nine ox and two tigers, fled for fear of the crime, and was now ordered to be punished!"

In the quiet and hazy night, a crisp and cold sound suddenly sounded.

It seemed like a group of people pushed open the wooden door.

Under the bright moonlight, the figures are illusory, seemingly there and not, floating like immortals.

Behind him are several Taoist children, all of whom are beautiful and handsome, with a hazy Taoist spirit and full of spirituality.

The one in front of him was also a boy, about twelve or thirteen years old, dressed in white, arrogant eyebrows, cold face, holding jade Ruyi in her arms, carrying a fairy sword on her back, and stretching out to guide her several feet out.

"Senior Brother Baihe..."

Qingyuan suddenly woke up and his whole body was cold.

He took a deep breath, still in shock.

"It's a nightmare again..."

He was a boy from Zixiao Immortal Palace back then. By chance, he discovered the immortal root book that records the roots of practice in the world, but there was no name on it. He knew that he had a poor fortune but no immortal root.

I wanted to find the great immortal to solve his doubts, but I learned that the great immortal was in seclusion.

When I returned to the alchemy room, I found that the dough sculptures of the nine oxen and two tigers that the great immortal had told me had been burned.

He has been in the Immortal Palace for many years and is devoted to practicing immortality. After this incident, he realized that he had no roots and his thoughts were dazed and disheartened.

Even if he has poor roots and stupid qualifications, he practices hard day and night and puts ten times hard work. If he thinks, he can always make up for his shortcomings. However, he has no roots and no matter how hard he practices, he will gain nothing.

Even if there is a true teaching of gods and immortals, they cannot practice, and even the first door to practice Taoism cannot be opened. After a hundred years, they should die like ordinary people.

Later, in the confusion, the wind blew down the black and white mould, and turned to the south.

The Southern Dipper is the main cause of birth, and the Northern Dipper is the main cause of death.

Qing Yuan was in the Immortal Palace and was familiar with Taoist books. He thought it was a strange phenomenon, so he thought carefully that staying in the Immortal Palace was also useless and he had to go to the lower realm to find opportunities.

Before leaving, he took away the "Huangting Immortal Sutra" that he had been thinking about during that period, took away the iron rod used to pound the fire when burning the elixir, and ate the half-baked and almost ruined Jiuniu and Erhu dough sculpture.

"Forget it, it's been several years."

Qingyuan sighed sadly.

Since he came down from the world, he has been walking south, trying his best to explore opportunities for several years and has experienced countless hardships.

I think that over the past few years, I have avoided tigers and wolves, avoided tree demons, injured Mu Mei, and escaped from the hands of monsters and demons, and almost lost my life many times.

It was not until I set foot in Li Village that I could have a peaceful life.

Li Village is a village on the southern border of Shu Kingdom in the Central Plains. If you go further south, you will have to cross the deep mountains and forests ahead to Nanliang Kingdom.

In the deep mountains and dense forests, there are many ferocious birds and beasts, and there are also rumors that there are monsters and monsters that ordinary people cannot walk.

But if you want to bypass this place, one is a long journey. The other is that it is a place where the two countries have a confrontation and large armies are not allowed to travel.

So I stopped here for several days.

During these days, he was invited by Mr. Ge in the village to teach children to read, and he also used this to calm his own state of mind.

Qingyuan sighed in his heart, looked up at the window, and could see the bright moon in the sky, thinking in his heart: "Tonight is thirteen, and when it is thirteen, it will be the day when the great immortal preaches."

He sighed slowly and sank into visualization.

I imagine a bright moon grows above my head, and then it splits into six.

The June light shines like a dream.

The moonlight shines as thin as a gauze and as cool as water.

The nine-level jade tower in the eyebrows is clear.

...

late at night.

The moonlight is hazy.

At that night, a sudden scream seemed shrill and terrifying.

The sound spread throughout the village.

Qingyuan suddenly woke up, turned over, picked up the iron rod beside him, and ran out of the room.

"What's going on?"

Someone had arrived there and asked.

The owner of the screaming screamed, gasping for a while, said, "Mr. Ge..."

Seeing that he was pale and a little frightened, Kiyohara hurried over to see that he was not good.

In that house, an old man was undulating beside the bed, his clothes between his chest and abdomen were torn apart, and five deep wounds that could see bones were slanted side by side, which was shocking.

He was so angry that he was barely dead.

At the same time, the rest of the village arrived one after another.

There were many troubles and a group of busy people. There was no doctor in the village, and everyone was helpless.

Seeing that Mr. Ge was seriously injured, Kiyohara thought for a moment and said, "I'll try it."

In the Heavenly Immortal Palace, he was a boy who refined elixirs for the Great Immortals.

In order to avoid errors during the alchemy, I have read many medicinal materials and books, so I have learned various pharmacological principles, and I have also dabbled in some different medicine techniques during this period.

When everyone heard Qingyuan speak, they looked at each other and were a little surprised, but they finally gave in.

There is no doctor in the village, so I have to get invited from the town. However, after a while, Mr. Ge probably couldn't hold on.

The young man Qingyuan came to the village several months ago and could teach the children in the village to read. He was gentle and plain, rigorous and humble, and was also a literate scholar.
To be continued...