Chapter 771
Peck of Rice Immortal Fate Chapter 771
2021-05-02
Chapter 771 Jian Luo SouthwestExchange with Three Legged Golden Toad, Fang Dou plentiful harvest.
Knowing the origin of Qingying's money, it is also the cause and effect of this magic weapon, and the burden on the body is light.
“senior, you will live up to your trust in the future!”
Fang Dou surrendered to the Three Legged Golden Toad and made a promise.
The Three Legged Golden Toad nod, "So, you and I have run out of fate, it's time to say goodbye!"
Fang Dou was stunned for a moment, then nodded.
He knew that in the long years of the Three Legged Golden Toad, there have been countless gatherings and partings, and today is just an insignificant one.
"senior, farewell!"
Fang Dou Primordial Spirit's body dissipated, merged into the fairy sword, rose into the sky and drilled into the clouds.
"Young, just right!"
Three Legged Golden Toad squinted at Fang Dou's back, filled with emotion.
......
"Next, go to the Southwest!"
Fang Dou can achieve Sword Immortal at any time, drink water and think of the source, and miss Kong Ziruo even more.
The Sword Immortal of the town, since the Buddha's birthday, has been incognito and returned to Guizhou.
According to the conversation during parting, Kong Ziruo wants to spread sword dao in his hometown and implement his own philosophy.
Unfortunately, over the years, Fang Dou has inquired many times, but there is no clue.
The only explanation is that Kong Ziruo's brilliant method did not reveal the slightest trace.
It is normal to think like this. If the news of his life spreads, many people all over the world will have trouble sleeping and eating.
The Sword Immortal of Zhenguo can be described as Human World, the highest ultimate weapon.
Therefore, Fang Dou wants to visit, hoping to learn more about sword dao.
By the way, let's take a look at the seeds that were sown at the beginning. How are they growing now?
The Southwest Rice Religion is now well-known, with countless experts, and has become a force that cannot be ignored in the southwest region.
Under the acquiescence and connivance of Taoists and Shimen, Mijiao grew stronger and stronger, blocking the way for sword cultivators in Shu to go out.
In the southwest, the mountains are more dangerous and the living environment is complex, so the people worship the Divine Immortal.
Mijiao has taken root in the bottom civilians and has developed rapidly, far beyond the imagination of others.
Fang Dou rode the sword light, fell from the sky, and saw the scene in front of him.
After a lapse of many years, the Mijiao has developed and expanded, and it has spread to all the prefectures outside the Shu Dao, and it is quite in full swing.
Not only the common people, but even the wealthy officials, are also vying to join the teaching.
So much so that the Southwest Mijiao has become a huge monster occupying one place.
Even Taoism and Shimen cannot compete with Mijiao in the southwest.
Fang Dou not only sighed, but what Guanglin daoist could not do with all his might, was achieved by Mijiao.
In the final analysis, the Mijiao chose the southwestern frontier, and its influence was smaller. In addition, it was able to restrict the sword cultivator in the middle of Shu, and it was tacitly allowed to develop and grow.
Guanglin daoist is completely committed to death, entrenched in the central capital, and even receiving the help of the whole country from the Imperial Court, such a huge threat, of course, will be strangled with all his strength.
"Yin and yang are wrong, and it has achieved such a scale!"
Fang Dou is also clicking one's tongue in wonder. He previously incarnated as a rice witch and founded the Southwest Rice Sect, whose original intention was to cure local people.
The spirit rice and spell he handed down are just for civilians to protect themselves.
But with as time goes by, there are many talents in the Mijiao, and the Secret Art and cultivation left by 'Miwu' has been brought to an unprecedented realm.
Fang Dou even heard that there are already two-digit Peak Masters in the Mijiao, who are retreating to the daoist level.
Once Mi teaches daoist, it will become a real Great Influence.
If Fang Dou regains his status as a 'Miwu', he only needs to show up locally, and he will surely be able to subdue the Mijiao.
Such a huge force, mastering several millions of religious people, will definitely be able to control the situation in the world.
However, Fang Dou's ambition is not here, this trip is just to see it by the way.
The growth of the Mi Sect has effectively curbed the annual pilgrimage of thousands of ghosts, and the scale of the Ghost Slaying Festival in Shu has also been reduced.
Therefore, the sword cultivator in Shu knew that Mijiao was on the side of the couch, but he did not solve it for a long time.
In the final analysis, it is all interests.
The Taoists and Shimen tried to make Mijiao block the exit of Shuzhong, while the sword cultivators in Shuzhong wanted Mijiao to keep the door.
The situation of both sides has allowed the Mijiao to grow.
Fang Dou secretly observed that he saw many old people who were starting to grow old, especially the old people of Qian Family and Tan Family. Although the cultivation spell started too late, it was inevitable that they were close to death.
This day is the day when Duke Qian returned to the West.
In the Mijiao, many great characters have come, including the high-level Vice-Sect Master Tan, and countless other high-level and middle-level people.
Qian Qian sat on the edge of the bed and gently wiped the sweat on Qian Gong's forehead.
Qian Gong's consciousness has long been chaotic, and he kept spitting out vague words, which no one could hear clearly.
"Mr. Qian, what is your last wish?"
Tan Vice-Sect Master stepped forward and said with a low body.
"Sect Lord and several other elders are in retreat and have no time to go out. Please forgive me!"
Qian Po nodded said, "It's important!"
They all know that the Mijiao appears to be adorned with flowers and cooked with fire, but in reality it is still in a dangerous situation.
If there is no daoist in charge, people will just have a single thought, and it is possible to destroy the rice religion.
Therefore, the top priority of the current Mijiao is to fully support the daoists of the Mijiao.
"Ruomi Wu is here..."
Tan Vice-Sect Master can't help but sigh, he is Tan Gongcao back then, from a farmer, he was taught spell by Mi Wu, have today's status.
Although he is now the Vice-Sect Master, he is still in shock to Mi Wu, and he will never forget it.
Not only him, but other members of the Ma Sect also miss Mi Wu.
Everyone in the Mi Sect knows that if Mi Wu is still there, the development speed of sect will be at least ten times faster than the current one.
It's a pity...
Mr. Qian on the bed suddenly coughed violently and kept repeating two words in his mouth.
No one else could hear it clearly, except Qian Po, who has been very familiar with husband and wife for many years.
"He wants to see Mi Wu again!"
Then everyone realized that the word Qiangong repeated was indeed 'Mi Wu'.
It's a pity that Mi Wu has long since disappeared and no one can find it.
Over the years, members of the Mijiao have searched the world, but there is no news of the 'Miwu'.
As time passed, it began to spread that Mi Wu was the incarnation of the wizard sages of all dynasties, and came to pass down the inheritance of witchcraft.
As time goes by, Mi Wu's identity begins to become a myth, and even those who have seen it with their own eyes become Divine Immortal.
Before Qiangong died, he still wanted to see 'Mi Wu' again.
Unfortunately, Mi Wu never appeared until he died.
After the death of Duke Qian, Mijiao began to bury according to tradition, put a handful of spirit rice in his mouth and buried him in plain white linen.
No one knew, it was all in the eyes of Fang Dou.
He was by the window and saw the death of Duke Qian, and followed him all the way, witnessing the burial with his own eyes.
The death of the deceased, the joys and sorrows of this, only I know.
Fang Dou suddenly has a clear comprehension, on the cultivation path, such separation has become the norm.
Maybe one day, the two Disciples will also leave him.
That kind of lonely and cold state of mind is the common imagination of cultivation people.
"Alone, Oneself Great Dao!"
(end of chapter)