Chapter 22: Resentment Becomes DisasterWith a feeling of trepidation, Nie Tai stepped into the underground palace of Tianan Temple. Because he had not been summoned, he could only stand outside the lobby with a group of ghosts and fairies, waiting for a possible summons at any time, and rehearsing the lines for the audience over and over in his mind. He was quite confident about this audience. Even though he is only at the daytime travel level, he is born with the innate magical power of [recognizing objects by smell], and has a superb ability to identify various types of metal, stone and medicinal materials in the underworld. This allows him to often find gold in the sand. He never mentioned this to anyone, and others just thought he had a keen eye. Now he decided to recommend himself and show his talents. The Internet is the most bizarre yet most practical way of praying to God that he has ever seen. With the endorsement of the county magistrate, Gu Bogong will surely have a bright future. As the saying goes: The wind rises at the end of Qingping, and the waves become between the waves. If I could become Gu Bogong's disciple now, he would be of great help to me in the future.
"Da da da……" The sound of subtle footsteps interrupted Nie Tai's thoughts. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that Bu Shansheng had already left the hall. He was delighted and subconsciously tidied his clothes, preparing to meet Mr. Gu. Unexpectedly, Bu Shansheng came over with a happy face and announced loudly: "Thanks to Lord Gu's favor, your names have been included in the list of the family. From now on, you are Lord Gu's people. I hope you will be modest and not forget the grace and kindness of Lord Gu." "Here!" All the ghosts and immortals bowed in greeting. "Everyone, please follow me." Bu Shansheng nodded and then asked everyone to leave. Nie Tai was stunned. This, this is over. "Shansheng, Lord Gu will not summon us anymore?" Nie Tai asked subconsciously. "Thanks to Lord Gu's trust, he has already given me the authority to handle the establishment of the hall, so there is naturally no need to summon you again." Bu Shansheng paused and continued: "By the way, now that we have established our own sect, we must follow the rules. Don't address me casually in the future." Nie Tai's steps suddenly froze when he heard this. He looked at Bu Shansheng's somewhat unfamiliar back, resisted the urge to leave for a long time, gritted his teeth and followed him. …… …… "Interesting, is this power alienating human nature? Or is it building prestige?"
Gu Yunli, who was observing Bu Shansheng with his earthly magical power, looked thoughtful. He couldn't trust Bu Shansheng at all. The reason why he was given full responsibility for the Chuma Hall was not only because there was no one else available, but also because the Chuma Hall was dispensable to him. The reason why he asked for the seal of the hall was not only to fulfill his promise, but also to use it to train his own people. Of course, these were just casual moves he made. Success or failure doesn’t matter. In this world where the power of heaven and earth belongs to oneself, personal strength is the key. Therefore, Gu Yunli observed it briefly, then withdrew his gaze and silently inhaled incense to practice. Cultivation is a very boring thing. However, for Gu Yunli, who is in charge of data, practice is not boring, but full of expectations. Because he can see the progress brought about by every effort, even if it is so small after the decimal point, it still gives him great motivation. As he practiced silently, his progress in cultivating the spiritual realm was also slowly and steadily improving. There is no time limit for practicing, and no time limit for enlightenment. While Gu Yunli was absorbed in his cultivation, the Internet was also spreading wildly under the fission of Kan Yida. At first, no one paid attention to the spread. It was just a miracle of divine intervention, a casual offering of incense, a social interaction, and a way of communicating with children far away in the county. It was not until more and more people began to discuss the Internet that many people suddenly realized that life seemed to have a different color overnight. Folks are stupid, and few of them can use the Internet. Many people even simply worship it as a god. After all, burning incense to show one's deity, although it may seem very cheap, is better than asking for incense and then the gods remain indifferent, right? This is the case even for the villagers. Those who can read and write are completely addicted to the Internet after they know about it. The ability to communicate comes second. They are used to a slow pace of life and don't have much urgent information exchange. However, the community function allowed the literate group, who already lacked entertainment, to experience for the first time what information explosion means. Light a stick of incense before going to bed and wait until the bright moonlight comes. Many posts are obviously boring and spammy, but they still read them with great interest. Occasionally sharing interesting things around you will attract countless onlookers. This sense of attention makes people inexplicably excited, and they even make up all kinds of stories to attract everyone's attention. Some people even found like-minded people here. Such a large community has become a "place of incense and worship", making people reluctant to leave.
This is not to mention the spiritual practice craze brought about by the spiritual practice section. There are even people in Yong County who are openly selling "Records of Worshiping the Big Dipper"! However, when some people in the community started to curse that these were fake products, the business of these middlemen basically hit rock bottom. Especially some people who try to take shortcuts, when they buy books and still can't make any progress, they get so angry that they start cursing and say that the books are fake. Those who are more proactive will even find the middlemen and beat them up! No one wants to admit that they have no talent. In order to ensure the safety of their skills, they had to grit their teeth and find someone to chop them. The lifeless Yong County seems to be regaining vitality under the stimulation of the Internet. Little did they know that when the people were cheering and rejoicing; All the major land gods, mountain gods, and river gods were so angry that their eyes turned red, and their resentment was overwhelming. They have few incense sticks. After searching the Internet, I hit rock bottom. In order to save money on incense offerings, many villagers even directly withheld the incense offerings from the "household gods". What's more, some people no longer worship the household gods, but directly send them to the Yin temple, and then invite the statue of Yunli into their homes. This caused countless Mao gods to become so angry that they wanted to kill the Tian'an Village, drag Gu Yunli out of the land temple, skin him, eat his flesh, and grind his bones to ashes! As the saying goes, accumulated resentment leads to disaster. For a time, the huge Yong County was like a powder keg and was in danger. …… …… The tide of change carries countless individuals forward. Some people suffocated in the tide; Some people try their best to climb to the top of the waves, wanting to be the one riding the waves. After more than ten days of long journey, Zhao Cunyuan finally arrived at the foot of Liuyunguan Mountain. Liuyun Temple, built at the foot of Yunjin Mountain, covers an area of more than 1,000 mu, with endless farmland stretching to the end of the sight. The green mountains and forests like the sea cover the luxury of Liuyun Temple, and a few ridge decorations and wing corners dotted in between make it more mysterious. Zhao Cunyuan looked at the mountain gate in the distance, his face flushed and his breathing rapid. At this moment, his body seemed to generate some strength out of nowhere, urging him to enter the mountain gate quickly. He couldn't wait to see the surprised expressions of the Taoists who had once treated him like a piece of trash!!! On the way to Liuyun Temple, there were crowds of people and cars, most of whom were believers who came to burn incense and pray for blessings. Zhao Cunyuan mingled among them, not conspicuous at all. However, when he stepped into the main hall and prepared to purchase incense, a temple keeper came over. "I don't see you, fellow Taoist. May I ask what brings you here?" Zhao Cunyuan was very excited and proud when he heard this.
As expected of Liuyun Temple, one can tell at a glance that he is a cultivator. (End of this chapter)