The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

Chapter 229 Annual Celebration



Chapter 229 Annual Celebration

Seventy-two years of seeking change, December 19th.

Li Changxiao bought a large pouch at the night market. The shopkeeper said that this pouch is very popular recently. It can hold a lot of things and is both beautiful and convenient to hang around the waist.

Li Changxiao exclaimed that the shopkeeper was a real sales genius. He really liked a green pouch embroidered with cloud and water patterns. It was very exquisite and in line with his aesthetic taste, but it was a little expensive. He was hesitating whether to buy it.

When the shopkeeper saw that there was a chance of success, he used his eloquence and, through a process of deception and coaxing, he finally succeeded in selling the bag.

Li Changxiao hung the green bag on his body and saw that there were many people nearby who were also purchasing bags like him. Some of them were of very prominent status and stood out in the crowd like a crane among chickens, with proud looks on their faces.

From the chatter from others, Li Changxiao learned that these people were noble talisman masters who could exert extraordinary powers through mysterious patterns, and therefore were highly respected.

The bag was purchased for better storage of the talisman paper with mysterious patterns.

Although the job title of talisman master contains the word "talisman", it has little to do with the "talisman" used by monks in the past. To outsiders, it seems that there is no difference, as they are all drawing on talisman paper. In fact, they are completely different. The talismans drawn by monks are mostly some kind of edicts, which are essentially a form of "magic". The "talismans" of today's "talismans" depict the texture of heaven and earth, just like the "knife" of the "knife-slapping man". Continuous and regular slapping can reveal a mysterious power. The "talisman" of this "talisman master" can also exert a certain power when a certain texture is drawn.

These are all discovered bit by bit through people's continuous discovery and research.

Li Changxiao looked curiously for a long time, then left the city and continued on his journey.

He took out two not-so-exquisite small porcelain figures from the bamboo box in the dream space.

The eyes are charming.

Seems to be terrified.

The first porcelain figure is a disciple from the Extremely Evil Sect.

The second porcelain figure was obtained some time ago and came from the Shikui Sect.

The bodies of the two porcelain figures were already dead. If the porcelain bodies were broken, their souls would also dissipate very quickly. If the souls were still there in the past, they would not be considered dead, and they would have had the opportunity to be reborn. But now, they are just in a state of being dead but lingering in the human world.

Not even a ghost.

Putting the two porcelain figures together might not be so boring. Li Changxiao still had something to ask the man from the Shikui Sect. He felt that something was fishy about the things happening in the village.

The man from the Shikui Sect didn't dare to hide it, nor could he hide it, so he just told the secret behind it.

It turns out that temples were popular in the Lingtian Dynasty.

There is a reason behind it.

Firstly, in the context of the Ten Thousand Immortals Summit, the geographical location of the Lingtian Dynasty has great advantages. Compared with other regions in the world, this place is already close to the Ten Thousand Immortals Peak, and travel is very convenient.

Secondly, the Lingtian Dynasty is one of the largest dynasties in the entire Fuyao world.

It has been proven that the incense of Immortal Mu can prolong life. It can use the "incense magic" with obvious results, so it attracted many monks to follow suit.

And incense... incense... is often linked to a dynasty. In places without a dynasty, incense cannot be popular. Therefore, many monks guide the changes in the world behind the scenes and form one country after another in many regions.

Some monks covet the land of Lingtian Dynasty and want to directly enjoy the incense here, therefore... there are temples everywhere in Lingtian Dynasty.

of course.

This is just background.

The most important thing is that Princess Taiping Li Tianxia of the Lingtian Dynasty founded the Xingmin Chamber of Commerce nearly a hundred years ago and has accumulated tremendous financial resources. She has hoarded a large amount of gold and jade.

In addition, the procedures for opening temples were increased, which was naturally aimed at the common people, because if monks wanted to open temples to receive incense, they would certainly not build them themselves, but guide the common people step by step. If the common people wanted to open temples, they would need a lot of money.

Moreover, the golden statue used to open the temple is made of real gold. Naturally, the villagers cannot gather enough gold, so they can only borrow it.

Who can I borrow from?

Naturally, it was the Xingmin Chamber of Commerce that hoarded a large amount of gold.

Take that village for example. They owed the Xingmin Chamber of Commerce a "debt of God" for more than 30 years.

In the next thirty years, their taxes will be doubled to repay the debt to God. After all, the gold used for the "golden body" is not free.

This way.

Li Changxiao roughly understood that Li Tianxia was probably behind this.

In the present Lingtian Dynasty, there are "immortals and Buddhas" everywhere. Along the way, I have encountered hundreds of temples dedicated to the God of Wealth.

……

A few days ago, the golden statue was destroyed, more than 20 temples were all abandoned, and the village was completely deserted. Wailing sounds were heard every day. Before the villagers could accept the reality, the river dried up again.

It's simply unbearable.

Just when everyone was in despair, a woman suddenly came to the entrance of the village. She had her feet on the ground, holding a dustpan, with a golden pattern between her eyebrows, and was wearing a Taoist robe.

There is no need to say more about the woman's appearance.

She walked calmly and slowly into the village. She was soon noticed by the villagers, who rushed out. They didn't recognize her at first. After a few conversations in secret, one of them suddenly said, "Look, does she look a bit like the River Mother statue?"

This statement came out.

This immediately caused heated discussion. The villagers looked carefully and found that there was indeed some resemblance between the eyebrows, and the statue was much better looking than the statue.

suddenly.

A child rushed out from the crowd, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at the woman who suddenly appeared.

"River Demon!" the child roared. The River Demon killed his father.

The woman looked up, and the villagers trembled immediately, but they heard the woman say: "Don't be afraid, I am here to help you."

Her voice seemed to have a special kind of magic.

She walked slowly towards the water source. The villagers followed her unconsciously, the fear in their eyes gradually disappearing.

She walked to the source of the river, pinched her fingers and tapped lightly.

However, the water at the source seemed to rejuvenate, returning from old age to youth. The water flow suddenly increased, and the originally dry riverbed also regained its vitality.

The woman walked away into the river without saying much. Everyone faced the direction she left, knelt down devoutly, tears streaming down their faces, and shouted that the Mother of the River had appeared.

......

Li Changxiao sailed northward. He was very satisfied with the green bag on his waist. He first threw two small porcelain figures into it and took it out to play with them from time to time. Then he bought some jade, jewelry, and various other rare items and threw them all into the bag.

I heard that this river was specially dug out as a tributary of Lingtian River more than ten years ago for the convenience of travel. It can lead directly to Lingtian City, the capital of the Lingtian Dynasty. Li Changxiao spent a lot of money to bribe the manager on the boat and let him squeeze one more person in. The journey was smooth and no accidents happened. When they arrived at Lingtian City, it happened to be the centenary celebration. Sky lanterns were rising on both sides of the river.

The people on the same boat seemed very excited. A young boy pointed at the sky lanterns and asked his father what time it was today and why it was so lively.

Suddenly, a burst of fireworks flew straight into the sky from the depths of the imperial court, and then exploded into brilliant fireworks.

The entire Lingtian City was illuminated as brightly as day.

The firelight reflected on Li Changxiao's face.

He leaned on the edge of the boat, looking dazed, half drunk and half awake. Fireworks were set against the cold river, snowflakes were falling, and the sound of the flute from Qushui Lanting seemed to come faintly to his ears.

He murmured, "It's been a hundred years."

Another year of traveling on the river.

Only then did I remember that my old friend had passed away a hundred years ago.


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