Chapter 1117 Immortal Industry Bitmap
The cold moon is like a hook, the clear light is like a dream, the surroundings are quiet, and it is such a peaceful scene that can make literati and poets sing softly. However, Gan Ruoxu only feels that the night is cool and close to the water, the coldness covers his body, and his vision is black. , as if he saw his own future, and the silvery brilliance was the ice and snow that froze his heart and lungs.
The Kingdom of Gods is one of the top three powerful countries in the world. It takes "the art of communicating with the gods" as the foundation for thousands of generations. They believe that life in the world, breathing naturally, can be in harmony with the sky. After tempering and practicing, the spirit can be connected with someone. Immortal gods can obtain protection, gain strength and magical powers from the opponent or the corresponding authority of heaven and earth. As the realm improves, you can even directly ask the immortal god to possess you, perform the power of the gods, fly to the sky and escape from the earth to do anything.
However, not everyone can achieve success in cultivation and have sympathy with immortals and gods, or they may not be able to get a response due to their aptitude or temperament. Therefore, they become "filthy" and "lost" in the eyes of the public, and are discriminated against, and because they do not have the strength to communicate with others. With supernatural powers, his status naturally becomes low.
Therefore, whether or not you can sense the existence of the destiny-protecting immortal god is the most important turning point in the lives of the people of the Kingdom of God!
Gan Ruoxu's eyes were anxious and worried, and his expression was helpless. Tomorrow is the sixteenth-year-old coming-of-age ceremony. It is an important day for free induction and communication with the "protecting gods" every year. If he fails this time, he will not only be entered into another book, but also be punished. ridicule and contempt, and if you want to try again in the future, you can only spend huge sums of money to hire a star-level Taoist priest to preside over the ceremony. Even if your parents work hard for a lifetime, even if you sell your future to the devil, you may not be able to raise enough!
The consequences of failure are so terrible, but there was no reaction at all when I tried it in private. According to the exchanges with my classmates, normally, after years of practice, even without rituals, I will have more or less abnormalities due to subtle interactions. shape.
If not, Gan Ruoxu knows exactly what this means.
He looked at Qingyue with confused eyes: "It's okay to have the Jade Rabbit Fairy, I don't mind."
The long night was long, with a lot of wandering. Gan Ruoxu's heartbeat was always very fast and he couldn't calm down at all. When the rooster sang and his parents got up, he pursed his lips and returned home.
His mother was slightly older, with hidden silver threads. She looked at him worriedly and tenderly and said, "Xu'er, don't worry. If you can't sense it, you won't be able to sense it."
The father sat at the table, smoking a dry cigarette, and said in a low voice: "It's us who have caused trouble for you. If you were born into another family, you would definitely be protected by the gods."
Both of them were "lost" and their life was very difficult.
Gan Ruoxu would occasionally have similar thoughts. When his father said it, his face turned red: "What does it have to do with you! I will definitely succeed!"
After saying that, he turned around and ran to the county school without stopping along the way, as if he could leave his troubles and worries behind.
The county school was already crowded with people, mostly good people who came to watch and want to see what kind of protective gods they would sense this year.
"I heard that this time there is a young man in the capital who interacted with the Black Emperor, obtained the magical power of the black water, and became a direct disciple of the Protectorate of the Nation." Someone was talking loudly, and Gan Ruoxu subconsciously slowed down.
Friendship with the Black Emperor? This is one of the five emperors of the five directions. He is at the forefront of the immortal industry map. To get his protection is to reach the sky in one step.
"Really? Being friends with Emperor Zhenwu, isn't that a proud man of heaven who only comes out in thousands of years? Our founding ancestor of the Kingdom of Gods has just been friends with Lord Ziwei, and he has already achieved such great achievements, sensing the Black Emperor , wouldn’t that turn the world upside down?” Some people were shocked and lost their voices.
The person who first spoke sighed: "In the past few thousand years, there have been countless proud men of heaven who have been able to interact with the five emperors of the five directions on one hand. I only remember that the late emperor who resurrected our God's Blessed Kingdom sensed the Qing Emperor. It’s a pity that the sky was jealous and he died young without being able to unify the world.”
"The person who is currently plundering overseas seems to have sensed the level of the Five Directions and Five Emperors. Unfortunately, the government and Taoist temples have blocked it, so it is difficult to know..."
Listening to these sympathetic things, Gan Ruoxu was excited and worried at the same time. When he walked to the front of the county school platform, he met several classmates.
"Gan Ruoxu, which level of immortality do you think you can sense?" the round-faced fat man asked with a smile.
Gan Ruoxu felt agitated for no reason, and just wanted to walk away, but he reached out to avoid hitting the smiling man, so he could only reply hesitantly: "I hope there is a seventh-level person, what about you?"
The eighth class is the meritorious officials, golden boys and jade girls, etc. The ninth class is the heavenly warriors and mountain gods. They have no specific names and can only be called priests. When interacting with them, the power and magical powers gained are very weak, which is stronger than " Lost family members."
The round-faced fat man Wu Ju smiled and said: "I tried again last night, and I felt that there was a subtle connection with the stars in the sky. Maybe it was a fifth-level star official."
A fifth-class star official will definitely have a bright future. He may not be able to preside over the affairs of a state or a county in the future! Gan Ruoxu felt disappointed after hearing this. Wu Ju was usually lazy and not as good as himself, but now that he didn't even see any hope, he could chase a fifth-level star official. There was no comparison between people.
"Seventh grade?" At this time, the tall and thin man next to the little fat Wu Ju suddenly sneered. His eyes were small and seemed to be squinting all the time. "I have never heard Gan Ruoxu mention your abnormality. What are you going to do with it?" Hey, what achievements can the two lost sons achieve? It’s not that you don’t want to mention it, but it’s not at all, right?”
Gan Ruoxu suddenly felt his blood rush to his brain, as if his pants were being pulled out by someone, and he blurted out:
"Xue Lian, you are talking nonsense!"
The sound was so loud that it echoed around, attracting stares from all over the place. There were the girls who were classmates and the elders who were watching, who looked at it with resignation, shame and embarrassment.
"Nonsense?" Xue Lian sneered, "I can probably relate to a certain heavenly master, ranked sixth, but I'll see who you can relate to later. If not, don't blame me for asking you to kneel down and apologize!"
"Humph!" Gan Ruoxu suddenly felt guilty and did not answer. He snorted coldly and walked away, becoming more and more anxious.
After a while, the county magistrate and the Taoist priest from the county school arrived together, and the scene suddenly became quiet.
"Choose materials for the country, please be respectful to God, Huang Tian is above, and we will learn from each other..." The county magistrate and the Taoist priest each took three sticks of incense and prayed sincerely. Then, they carefully took out a volume of calligraphy and painting from the jade box. , woven from light silk, shimmering with silvery light.
The calligraphy and painting is unfolded, three feet high, with the names of different gods and goddesses written on them, exuding different atmospheres. It is the "map of the gods' karma". Stand in front of it, calmly feel a cup of tea, if there is a god willing to pay attention, you will There is a corresponding name that emits golden light and hangs down into the mud ball.
The "Bitmap of Immortal Industry" was respectfully hung on the wooden board of the high platform, and its contents were fully displayed in the eyes of Gan Ruoxu and others.
The highest level is only the Three Pure Taoist ancestors, with the middle ones being the most respected, namely Lingbao Tianzun, Yuanshi Tianzun and Daode Tianzun.
The second class is the Five Emperors of the Five Directions and several Heavenly Lords from the Taoist Sect. In the center is the Xuantian God, on the left are the Blue Emperor, the Golden Emperor and the Duobao Heavenly Lord, and on the right are the Black Emperor, the Fire Emperor and the Great Immortal Zhenyuan.
The third level is the Ancient Thunder God, Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl, Ziwei Star Lord, Doumu Yuanjun, Guangcheng Tianzun, Erlang Zhenjun, etc.
The fourth level is the Star Lords such as Beidou, Nandou, and Erbasu, the True Lords of Thunder, Fire, and Doube, as well as many legendary true immortals.
The fifth class includes other star officials, emperors of the seas, generals from various places, and the four great heavenly masters.
The sixth level is the remaining Celestial Master, Immortal Duke, Immortal Uncle, etc.
After this level, there are no more names and immortals, but only the names of priests. For example, the seventh level is Liujia Tianjiang, etc. Generally speaking, good qualifications and a bright future mean that the fifth and sixth levels are sensed. The seventh level counts. It's quite satisfactory. If you can have sympathy with the gods of the fourth level, it will immediately cause a sensation in the state and county, and the name will be sent to the desk of the emperor and the guardian of the country. As for the third level, it is really a rare thing, and everyone who can have sympathy is. The proud man who stirred up the storm will surely become an important weapon of the country in the future.
The second class is only listed once in thousands of years, and the first class is only listed as a sign of respect, and no one has ever thought it was successful.
After some etiquette, the coming-of-age ceremony officially started. Gan Ruoxu looked at familiar and unfamiliar peers walking up to the high platform. He closed his eyes and realized that most of them succeeded, but almost all of them were the eighth and the eighth. Among the ninth class, only a few could sympathize with the seventh class generals, and the scene was calm. Similarly, there were a few who could not sympathize, either crying on the spot or breaking down and running away, which made Gan Ruoxu feel the same and become more and more nervous.
At this time, Wu Ju, a fat little man with a round face, walked up, closed his eyes, and felt quietly.
Just a few breaths later, the god's name glowed with golden light on the spiritual karma map, and it stood out as "Marshal Canopy".
"Marshal Tianpeng?" Gan Ruoxu was envious for a while. This was a powerful god of the fifth level. According to legend, Wu Ju was the master of a hundred thousand naval forces in Tianhe. He was really lucky and had a bright future!
The county magistrate stroked his beard, smiled and nodded: "Not bad, not bad."
This county finally has a fifth-level immortal, and this time it won't be impossible for him to do business.
Wu Ju's body was bathed in golden light, his joy was revealed, and he rushed down, accepting the praises of his classmates and elders. Immediately afterwards, Xue Lian also walked up, standing in front of the career map, with his eyes closed tightly, and he was calm and calm. .
After half a cup of tea, golden light finally emitted from the scroll, and it was the seventh-level Liujia Heavenly General.
Xue Lian couldn't hide his disappointment, annoyed and angry. When he came down from the stage, he saw Gan Ruoxu who was about to go up. He snorted coldly: "The seventh class is better than you, because you don't have any!"
Gan Ruoxu's heart was pounding, and he had no intention of talking to him. He climbed onto the high platform and walked towards the industry map. He staggered and almost fell, causing laughter.
He closed his eyes, his vision was dark, as if he was trapped in despair that he could never get out of. He tried his best to sense the breath of different gods on the map and contact them.
But there will be no response on the seventh day.
Gan Ruoxu was disappointed for a moment and had no choice but to sense down and try the eighth and ninth level gods one by one.
Time passed quickly, and he found that he still had no feeling at all, his heart was anxious and panicked, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"It's almost a cup of tea, but he hasn't responded yet. I'm afraid he is a bereaved person."
"Exactly the same as the previous ones."
"Hey, I wonder if I will burst into tears or break down and run away?"
As the words came into his ears, Gan Ruoxu felt like he was going crazy. He could already imagine Xue Lian laughing at him and kneeling down to apologize.
At this moment, his heart suddenly felt warm, as if sunlight was shining through the darkness.
This is? Gan Ruoxu followed the sunlight sensor and suddenly found a bright light ahead, as if he had opened his eyes.
The bitmap of the Immortal Industry was completely lit up, with a faint light floating on it, surrounded by golden lotuses, and the sacred and majestic aura was injected into one of the names.
Yes, there is a reaction! Gan Ruoxu was ecstatic.
The name tag glowed with golden light and stood out. Gan Ruoxu finally "saw" it clearly, that is:
Yuanshi Tianzun!
Yuanshi Tianzun? Gan Ruoxu was stunned, his joy was completely swallowed up by the shock, and he suspected that he had fainted long ago and was just dreaming now.
"Yuanshi Tianzun!" On the high platform, the county magistrate and the Taoist priest exclaimed in shock, their eyes almost bulging out. The surroundings were quiet, like a dead city.
There are actually people who can sense the Sanqing Daozu!
This has never happened before!
This chapter is super slow to write, but I have to finish the plot, and I can’t just update it after more than 2,000. .