Chapter 390 Power
With a desire for life, Zhou Hui lowered his voice: "Taoist Master, the world has been ruined. We need a red lotus karma fire to bring the world back to life."
"Your cultivation is extremely high, but we can also help you resist the imperial soldiers. As long as the Taoist allows us to live, we are willing to follow the Taoist..."
"I believe all the people in Ji County think so."
"No, it's not just Ji County, it's the same for people all over the world."
"They don't ask for much, just food, clothing, and survival."
"You have such power." Zhou Hui looked at Chi Xuan with burning eyes, and at the same time clenched his fists, he could still feel the powerful power in himself.
This made him feel that he was different from ordinary people, and this power came from the Taoist priest in front of him.
Chi Xuan stood in front of the broken desk.
He really didn't think about this problem. He thought more about continuously improving his own cultivation, but he didn't think that the people should be given the power to protect themselves.
Rebellion will lead to death!
Zhou Hui said a lot, but the most he said was just three words: Survive.
How could he risk such disobedience and lead so many people to die?
The monks in the imperial court might not be able to find him for a while.
However, once the rebel flag is raised and the army rolls over, countless people will die. Chi Xuan was uncertain. He thought he could kill this rotten tree with his own strength.
He can make himself famous all over the world without involving other people. In the end, only he will die.
Listening to Zhou Hui's words now, he didn't think that he wanted to achieve any great cause, but that he should let the people have their own power so that they could survive on their own.
"Does the Demon Lord have a plan to teach me?"
Among the soul flags, Tu Shanjun, who was leaning on a recliner and flipping through Taoism, thought for a moment and said: "Build a high level of cultivation, accumulate food and grass, cover up the nature of rebellion with doctrines, and spread faith to gather incense."
In fact, these things are very simple to say, and Zhou Hui has studied them thoroughly.
Cover it up with doctrines, use your special ability to heal people to make them trust you, and then let them gain strength. With such slow development, you will one day be able to gather an army.
He also thought that he needed a monk with strong cultivation to resist the practitioners of the imperial court, and Chi Xuan was the best candidate.
Chi Xuan knew that he was not the best candidate. The best candidate was actually Tu Shanjun among the soul flags.
He still couldn't figure out the specific cultivation level of this powerful old cultivator.
Tu Shanjun stood up slowly, found a few incense scriptures, added his own annotations, and sent a message to Chi Xuandao: "I will teach you the method of incense to become a Taoist, so that you can obtain the incense Tao."
"It's up to you how you choose."
For those county magistrate spirits, the power of incense and wish may require a threshold to be accommodated. However, for Tu Shanjun, the mountain and river seal in his hand is enough to suppress those thoughts. When the time comes, Chi Xuan can use the huge power of incense and wish to cast a divine body. .
Tu Shanjun then used the magic of divine subjugation to replace Chi Xuan's divine body thoughts with the golden elixir and Yin spirit in the soul flag, helping him to suppress the thousands of divine thoughts of the people, so that he could exert his power to the maximum extent.
"But……"
Chi Xuan walked to one side.
I originally wanted to ask Tu Shanjun this sentence, but Zhou Hui next to him took over: "Taoist Priest, we can't live anymore, why can't we choose a way to die that we think is worthy."
"Those like us who are infected are just waiting to die, what about the country of death?!"
Chi Xuan was stunned for a moment.
He nodded slowly and said, "Okay."
Zhou Hui looked at Chi Xuan in surprise, and immediately knelt on the ground, shouting: "Taoist Master Gao Yi."
The matter stopped between the two of them and they did not continue to talk.
Chi Xuan asked Tu Shanjun to use incense for protection, mobilizing the incense and animal blood in the bodies of the infected people, giving them powers that were different from ordinary people.
All five hundred people became followers of Chi Xuan, and the red-yellow incense floating above the Taoist temple was as clear as a cloud.
This busy work lasted until midnight.
Chi Xuan sat cross-legged on the futon, became aware of the Dream Soul Flag, and saw Tu Shanjun waiting for him in the Taoist temple.
Chi Xuan sat on the other floor of the stone table, listening to Tu Shanjun's sermon.
It is about the method of practicing incense.
To become an incense monk, you must first have someone to spread the praises and gather fame. These are floating incense fragments. You can use special methods and instruments to collect the incense and put it into your body, and then you can become a monk by condensing the incense magic power.
Of course, there is a simpler way, which is to teach.
The power and power of the 'true god' can be imparted to the urn. With this power seed, it can replace the special incense weapon. Only by relying on the method, you can absorb the incense and strengthen your own cultivation.
The incense blessing released by Tushanjun is not considered as a conferment, but it gives him some power as the true king of Daheishan.
This sliver of power is just a seed, and it actually has very little effect. Unless Tushanjun continues to empower others and share the profits to give him more power, they can only rely on them to grow slowly.
After explaining the basic knowledge, Tu Shanjun took out the Taoist book.
His annotations were a bit thicker than those in Taoist books. He pushed them in front of Chi Xuan and said, "These are the methods that condense the incense method."
"Get familiar with it as soon as possible."
Chi Xuan was also a foundation-building monk after all, and he memorized it all in his mind just by reading the Taoist book.
"The path of incense is different from the path of cultivating immortals. Cultivation of immortals requires spiritual roots, and the two most important things in the path of incense are utensils and names."
"These two points have been thoroughly explained to you in the book."
Chi Xuan nodded.
The Taoist books are indeed very detailed.
Originally, Chi Xuan felt that his cultivation was enough and he did not need to continue to practice another method. However, Tu Shanjun told him that names and tools should not be faked by others, and he needed to practice this power himself.
It's also because Tushanjun doesn't have much power at his disposal.
If the magic weapon in his hand cannot exert its power, it is better to let Chi Xuan practice another one. Anyway, there is no difficulty in practicing the incense and wish power.
"What I want to hand over to you is the instrument of the incense path." Tushanjun pointed his index finger on his forehead, pinched it gently, and a black seal floated above the palm of his hand.
The black seal is only as big as a palm and looks very ordinary, rougher than ordinary jade.
"Is this the incense weapon used to suppress incense?"
Chi Xuan looked shocked, and then looked at Tu Shanjun. He really didn't expect that the old practitioner had such great attainments in the incense path.
The seal was extraordinary at first glance, and the strong pressure in it made Chi Xuan feel very uncomfortable.
"good."
With a click of his index finger, the seal flew over and landed in Chi Xuan's hand.
Just listen to Tu Shanjun say: "You haven't condensed the incense, so you can't use the magic weapon alone. The incense of the five hundred people can be absorbed just right, so you can practice the magic weapon."
Next, Chi Xuan asked about many methods of incense cultivation, and Tu Shanjun explained them one by one.
Seeing that it was getting late, Tu Shanjun waved his hand and said, "Let's go."
Chi Xuan suddenly woke up.
Looking at the black seal in his hand, and recalling Tu Shanjun's explanation of the scriptures to him just now, Chi Xuan made a spell and performed the spell of gathering incense in a cross-legged posture.
The incense floating above the Taoist temple blended into Chi Xuan's body like spiritual energy.
The two practices have the same purpose but different approaches.
Chi Xuan relied on his foundation-building skills to collect all the incense above.
He also heard the most sincere voices of the five hundred people in the Taoist temple.
"Alive!"
They can no longer survive, and in the end they can only take the path of rebellion. If they rebel on their own, it is better to let Zhang Tianbao be the leader. At least he has the trump card of cultivation.
If it doesn't work, please ask the Demon Lord for help.
Chi Xuan chuckled lightly, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional that when they first met, the honorific title of Demon Lord was still preserved to this day.
In fact, today he no longer thinks Tushanjun is a devil, but he is worthy of the word 'jun'.
The pious voices in his ears should have sounded distant and indifferent originally, but there were so many of them overlapping together, it was like magic sounds entering his ears, disturbing him and making him uneasy.
"Is this the burden of incense and wish power that the Demon King said?"
"Alive..."
"Bless my mother-in-law that nothing will happen to her."
"Stay alive."
"..."
Chi Xuan inspired the idea of contemplating the nine-story pagoda in the sea of consciousness. The flames in the pagoda were blazing. As the tower rotated, Chi Xuan swept away the messy thoughts in his mind.
The emotions originally aroused by these sounds also calmed down.
But those voices still didn't stop.
When the incense lingers.
Chi Xuanzhong's magic technique changed and he used the black seal.
A trace of incense mana that had just been condensed poured into the black seal.
The seal suddenly turned red and flew into Chi Xuan's sea of consciousness. The sound that was still echoing in his ears just now had disappeared, and there was no longer any strange sound.
Chi Xuan couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief after the sound faded away.
No matter how powerful a monk is, he cannot avoid such a problem. Those sounds are not ringing in his ears, but come from the incense and mana in his body. The presence of mana is where those sounds are.
Either rely on your own powerful strength to suppress it, or use magic weapons to block the voices of believers.
As the mana of the incense condensed and the power of the incense stored in the seal was released, the aura around Chi Xuan rose rapidly.
A faint shadow appeared behind him.
I couldn't see the specific appearance clearly, I just thought it was a person wearing a red robe, and the rich incense poured into the shadow.
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The next day.
Chi Xuan thought that his sea arrest documents would soon appear in Jixian County, but there seemed to be no movement today.
While Chi Xuan was smelting incense, he also used elixirs to improve his true cultivation. He was living a comfortable life, but he always felt unsure, so he went to Jixian County to take a look.
Yu Jian flew extremely fast, and he had already arrived at the county seat in half an hour.
He was not included in the wanted notice at the city gate.
It seems that it will take some time for the court to respond.
Chi Xuan did not set foot in the county town, but turned around and returned to Chiyang Palace.
A few more days.
The believers sent out by Zhou Hui came back with news.
There is indeed a wanted notice for Chi Xuan posted at the gate of the city. The charge is to kill an official, the imperial envoy and the magistrate of Long County. It specifically states that he is a highly capable and extremely evil person, and ordinary people should run away quickly when encountering him.
Sticking to it, sticking to it, but the county government did not send troops to arrest him.
It is said that the newly appointed county magistrate hid in the county government office all day long and never left the house.
In just a few days, thousands of people had gathered around the Taoist temple.
That is to say, Zhou Hui is a famous big landowner from all over the country, and his family has old grains. Otherwise, just feeding these people would be a troublesome thing, and they would have to eat grass roots and chew bark.
Regardless of whether they found this place on their own or were found by believers who were sent out, they stayed temporarily after receiving treatment, but not many of them were enshrined.
That was the first dozen or so people.
Among them, Zhou Hui is expected to gather the most people.
After all, it was he who provided food to keep the gathered people alive and found a cure for them.
Moreover, his organizational skills are also quite good, and he has arranged these thousands of people in an orderly manner.
This day.
Zhou Hui frowned, hurriedly stepped into the back hall, and said with cupped hands: "Great Master, we have arranged for the extra people to live in the empty rooms at the foot of the mountain, but there is not much food left, and they can last for two days at most."
"Just relying on the income from hunting can last for half a day at most, and then we will run out of food."
Chi Xuan had already put on a red robe, put away the magic formula, suppressed his aura, stood up and said: "The poor Taoist's cultivation is enough to cover up, so he should be able to implement the plan."
"Calling all the disciples."
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