In this weird world, I can consecrate the gods

Cui Yu was silent when he heard the words, and did not force it. Sometimes correcting it slowly with practical actions is better than a thousand words.

After washing up, Cui Yu put on new clothes, looked at the girl with unkempt hair and dusty face, and hesitated: Do you want to wash up?

The girl shook her head like a frightened rabbit: No. Taking a bath will cause trouble.

Cui Yu turned around and sat in front of the oil lamp: It won't be long.

This sentence had no beginning or end, and the girl who heard it was stunned: Huh? What is the master talking about?

I said, I will get back on my feet as soon as possible and ask you to take a bath early. Cui Yu lowered his head and teased the wick.

The girl was stunned when she heard the words, and then came to the bamboo woven squat not far away. She lay down with her clothes on and stared blankly at the old eaves above her head without saying a word.

The second day

The sun rises in the east

An old man and a young man came from outside Lijia Village, men wearing gray soap robes and unusually neat clothes.

The face of the old man, who is fifty or sixty years old, is as rosy as a baby's. The boy was fifteen or sixteen years old, with a strange-shaped hairband on his head.

Master, is this the Two Boundary Mountains? The young man spoke with a mellow voice, and there seemed to be light shining in his eyes. He stood at the entrance outside the village and looked at the small village with rising smoke from a distance.

It's Liangjie Mountain, the important place of Dragon Vein in China. The old Taoist priest rubbed his beard and stared at the air in front of him carefully.

Have you seen it? The old Taoist priest looked at the young Taoist priest.

What did you see? The little Taoist priest was puzzled.

The power of time! In other words, the power of the ancient artifact Kunlun Mirror envelopes the entire Lijia Village, and even the hundreds of miles of deep mountains and old forests are within the radiation range of the Kunlun Mirror. The old Taoist priest looked serious.

The power of time? Kunlun Mirror? Isn't that the legendary treasure of the Queen Mother of the West? The little Taoist priest's eyes were as wide as a bull's eye.

Thanks to Huang Tian's power, I was able to explore the secrets and find the dragon vein node of Da Zhou. The old Taoist priest looked at the young Taoist priest: After taking this step, remember that you can no longer mobilize your magic power, otherwise it will cause the war of time. The power washes away, and in the blink of an eye for thousands of years, it turns into dust in an instant. The power of time in the entire Lijia Village is like a sea, and the magic power is like a stone. Once it falls into it, it will be backfired by the power of time.

Master, this place is so dangerous, why are we here? Master, is it for the Kunlun Mirror? The little Taoist priest followed cautiously behind the old Taoist priest.

Haha, the Kunlun Mirror is an ancient artifact that coexists with the laws of heaven and earth. How can we covet it? The old Taoist priest shook his head: We are here for another thing. It is said that the Yellow Emperor wanted to suppress the demon lord Chi You. A war spread across the entire world. The Yellow Emperor killed the Corpse Ancestor, but the Yellow Emperor’s daughter Nuba was contaminated by the Corpse Ancestor’s origin, and her bloodline mutated, and she died here.”

The old Taoist priest sighed quietly, with a trace of reminiscence in his eyes: We are here just for the female slaves. It's just...

At this point, the old Taoist priest hesitated in his words, showing a hint of hesitation: Once we take action, the world will be in ruins, and the order of humanity will be broken. I don't know whether it is a disaster or a blessing.

The two masters and apprentices were walking on the path in the early morning, looking at the smoke from the cooking pots, and only the sound echoed in the air.

early morning

Cui Yu put on his clothes, and after having breakfast, he picked up his hoe and walked towards the field.

Civilians have to work, and farming is their job. As the man of the family, he naturally has to take on the important tasks.

As for Cui Laohu, he followed Yang Erlang up the mountain early in the morning to cut bamboo and prepare to weave some items to supplement the household income.

As soon as he walked out of the village and passed by the well at the head of the village, Cui Yu saw two figures, one large and one small, shaking at the mouth of the well.

The two figures were quite unfamiliar, and Cui Yu quickly shouted: What are you doing?

The well is public, and there is only one well in the whole village. If someone poisons the well, it will be terrible.

We are Taoist priests passing by and want to ask for a drink of water. The old Taoist priest turned around and looked at Cui Yu coming towards him. In a trance, it seemed as if there was a majestic and sacred atmosphere coming, but when he looked closely, there was nothing there. object, as if everything before was just an illusion, with a look of surprise in his eyes.

But, if you practice to his level, will you have hallucinations?

Taoist? Cui Yu's eyes lit up when he heard this. He remembered the canopy change that he couldn't understand, and he immediately became polite: I have seen a Taoist priest, but I don't know where he practices in the mountain?

It's just the wild road of Xianyun Yehe, and there is no fixed residence. I passed by this place by chance today and found that the smoke was rising into the sky and the auspicious aura was diffused here. It is a rare place of fortune, so I wanted to settle down here and build a hut to practice for a period of time. day.

Settle down? Great! Since the Taoist priest is a Taoist priest, he must be literate, right? Cui Yu clapped his hands happily.

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but be stunned when he saw this scene: Ha?

It's okay. I just worship the Buddha and follow the Tao on weekdays. I can't help but feel happy when I see people from outside. Cui Yu carried a hoe: I, Cui Yu, haven't asked for the Taoist priest's name yet?

Old Taoist Nanhua. This is my disciple: Shoucheng.

It turns out to be Master Nanhua and Little Taoist Shoucheng. Cui Yu saluted again.

Nanhua Zhenren? It always felt a bit strange, but also felt a bit smooth and familiar, but Cui Yu didn't pay attention.

The little Taoist priest's face turned red with embarrassment. He returned a salute to Cui Yu with his hands and feet in a panic, and bowed to the end: I've seen a layman before.

Has the Taoist priest chosen a place to live and build a house? Cui Yu asked quickly.

The old Taoist priest shook his head, and Cui Yu smiled: My neighbor is alone, and the Taoist priest happened to stay overnight.

The village has become noisy after all, and the old Taoist wants to build a hut in the forest at the head of the village. The old Taoist priest looked at Cui Yu, thanked him for his kindness, and then turned and left.

Looking at the old Taoist priest's retreating figure, Cui Yu scratched his head: I wonder if he is literate.

He wants to be literate now and wants to go crazy.

If you want to get ahead, literacy is the first step.

The characters in this world are countless times more complicated than the Chinese characters Cui Yu saw in later generations, especially the scriptures recorded in the big book, each one is like a ghost painting.

Every word represents the wonderful meaning between heaven and earth.

If you have time, go and get close. Cui Yu carried the hoe and went to the mountains to cultivate. After the hoe fell, he found that his strength had increased a lot.

That divine blood not only provides him with incredible power, but also subtly transforms his body.

Just a hundred rays of divine power is still too little.

Spider silk is very thin, but that strand of divine power is even thinner than spider silk.

It takes forty-eight thousand strands of divine blood to turn into a complete drop of blood, which shows how subtle the trace of divine blood is.

The soil was flying on the ground, and Cui Yu's head was dripping with sweat under the scorching sun: You can't spend your whole life digging the land and being a farmer all your life.

After a while, Cui Yu stopped the hoe and wiped the sweat from his forehead: I have hundreds of taels of silver notes. I will not have to worry about food and drink in this life, but is this just my pursuit? I will hibernate for half a month and put that Kill the turtle grandson, and then go to Daliang City to find an opportunity to take revenge on Chen Sheng.

Old Turtle Head is not one to get into trouble. Although he is a little older, I heard from the villagers that this guy has been on the battlefield, otherwise he would not have the chance to come into contact with the Chen family. Cui Yu looked at the sparrow hawk in the sky. , shuttle freely in the blue sky and white clouds.

How about I just throw Canopy Transformation into the old turtle head's home? Cui Yu suddenly thought of a way.

The Canopy Transformation is a large book of scriptures. Every word can communicate with others and contain evil power. The sight of it will also pollute the spirit.

Thoughts flashed in Cui Yu's mind, and he suddenly had an idea, and then he lowered his head and worked more powerfully.

At noon, when Yu brought food, Cui Yu sat on the ridge of the field and ate meat, thinking about a way to kill the old turtle head without leaving any trace.

After a while, Cui Yu had a plan. He put his heart back in his stomach and then immersed himself in work.

Yu Ye followed Cui Yu with a hoe in hand, burying his head in weeding.

Cuntou

Maolin Nei

Master Nan Hua and the young Taoist priest Shoucheng were cutting down trees. The old Taoist priest brought a huge piece of wood from nowhere and gave it to the young Taoist priest to saw the wood.

What do you think of Cui Yu? the old Taoist suddenly asked.

The young Taoist priest stopped sawing wood and looked at the old Taoist priest with some confusion: He's just a commoner. What's so good about him?

Really? the old Taoist priest asked meaningfully.

The little Taoist priest fell silent, and then said: Disciple knows, and will keep an eye on him in the future.

Nan Hua sighed, his eyes full of emotion: He has the mark of the Yulong clan on his body.

The little Taoist priest's palm trembled, and the giant sword almost broke: Is it that Yulong clan?

It's the Yulong clan.

I don't see anything unusual, so Yulongshi can like him? The little Taoist priest was puzzled.

Time passed little by little, and when Cui Yu went home in the evening, when he passed by the village, a thatched cottage that was beginning to take shape had already taken shape.

The second day

Cui Yu got up early and went to plow the fields. He saw the old Taoist priest standing in front of the well at the head of the village, his head bowed and silent.

What are you looking at, Taoist Priest? Cui Yu came forward and whispered in Master Nanhua's ear, which made Master Nanhua tremble.

Watching the white colt pass by, the sea changes. The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand to shake the windlass, and after drawing a bucket of water, Cui Yu grabbed the water and put it on his shoulder.

Can it be seen from a well? Cui Yu was puzzled.

This well has existed for 48,000 years. Some of the rivers, lakes and seas have dried up, but it still exists. Do you think it has changed a lot? The old Taoist priest asked lightly.

Forty-eight thousand years? The Taoist priest is joking. Lijia Village is only three hundred years old. It came with the migration of Mr. Xiang Jiagui. How can no one know how to drill a well? Cui Yu smiled.

Haha, layman Anzhi, isn't it because of this well that Lijiacun settled here and avoided the trouble of digging a well? the old Taoist asked with a smile.

Cui Yu looked at the old Taoist priest, who was clearly trying to argue. However, if he wanted to get close to the old Taoist priest, he still needed to show off. A flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and he already had an idea: I have a question that I would like to ask the Taoist priest for advice.

It's okay, layman, the old Taoist said, stroking his beard.

Excuse me, Taoist priest: Which came first in this world, the chicken or the egg?

Of course the chicken comes first! the old Taoist priest replied directly without thinking.

But where did the chicken come from?

Of course it's hatched from eggs... The old Taoist priest paused at this point. He couldn't help but pull out a few strands of beard on his chin, and his footsteps stopped.

Cui Yu turned around and looked at the old Taoist priest, but saw that the old Taoist priest stood there blankly as if he was possessed by a demon, muttering something in his mouth: Which came first, the egg or the chicken? Which came first, the yellow sky or all things?

Cui Yu didn't hear the old Taoist's murmur. He was afraid that the old Taoist would get into trouble, so he quickly woke up the old Taoist:

Old Taoist priest, do you think the well came first or the villagers?

Of course there is a well first. The old Taoist priest came back to his senses and replied directly without even thinking about it.

Then he said to Cui Yu: Ignore me.

As he spoke, he muttered and walked towards the thatched cottage in the distance. He didn't even care about the well water. He just kept muttering: Which came first, the chicken or the egg.

Which came first, the chicken or the egg, seems to be just a simple question, but the egg contains the origin of the creation and death of the great road between heaven and earth, and contains the most essential law of the great road between heaven and earth.

If one could discern the secrets, one would be able to enter an incredible realm of cultivation, even create something out of nothing, and shape the mediation of all things.

Is it necessary to be so anxious? Cui Yu yelled angrily and muttered: The question of which came first, the chicken or the egg, has actually been decided for a long time. Of course, which came first, the egg.

Yes, the egg comes first.

If you ask where the eggs come from?

Chickens are living creatures, and with the evolution of all things in the world, it is impossible to directly evolve a living chicken out of nature. A chicken that can fly and run can be created for you out of thin air in just one breath.

From this point of view, it is safest to put the egg first.

The original form of the egg was not an egg, it was just the shape of an egg, a shape shaped by the Creator. When the Creator gave the meaning of the name ‘egg’, there was an egg.

Humans are also oviparous animals in nature.

It's just a human being hatching in the belly.

How similar are human embryos to peeled eggs?

There are gods in the world, and Darwin's theory of evolution simply cannot hold firm. It is gods who shape the origin of life.

If there is no God, then what is the origin of life?

You would say algae cells.

But algae cells are also life, so where does the life of algae cells come from?

You will say: Create something out of nothing!

But where did that nothing come from?

If God can shape life, why is evolution necessary?

God may not be God, but a certain incredible force, or a wave that envelopes the entire universe, or an electromagnetic wave of a certain strange frequency. God is just a name, a description of that incredible existence that we humans have.

What's his real name?

In Taoism it is called: Tao.

The Tao begets the Tao of oneness.

But when you call him Tao, you are giving it a specific form and name. At that time, he is no longer Tao, but has a specific image and personality. We call it: God.

And God is just a form of Tao, one of countless forms.

The Tao can be Tao, but it is not the eternal Tao, that's it.

Life in the world ultimately has an origin, and that origin is Tao!

Among the hundreds of schools of thought in China, the only one closest to inconceivable is Taoism.

Watching the old Taoist priest leave in a hurry, Cui Yu shook his head: Maybe this world will have a chance to figure out the essence of Tao.