Chapter 195 Heavenly Power

Zheng Fa stretched out his hand and took the silver book floating in the air in front of him. He found that there was a red frame on the cover of the silver book. The inside of the frame was blank, as if waiting for him to write something.

He tried to turn the pages, but the book seemed to be stuck together and no matter how hard he tried, it wouldn't budge.

I tried to put my spiritual consciousness into it, but it didn't react at all.

“Brother Zheng, you have to use your divine sense to write your name on the cover, so that this divine book can be considered as recognizing the master.”

Yan Wushuang's reminder came from behind.

Zheng Fa wrote his name with his spiritual consciousness as he was told, and sure enough, his sea of ​​consciousness seemed to have established a mysterious connection with the book.

His heart moved, and the Book of the Gods, which had been unobedient just now, opened its body obediently according to his wishes.

There is a map on the first page of the book. It is very rough and the kind that makes it difficult to tell the directions.

It really tests one's imagination.

There were two words written on the second page: Tian Gong, followed by a zero.

The content changes slightly starting from the third page.

The third page states how many thunders will occur at a certain time and place tomorrow, how big they will be, and even how many inches and feet long they will be.

The fourth page states how heavy the rain will be at a certain place the day after tomorrow, with details specified down to the last inch.

There are about ten pages full of similar words.

After that, Zheng Fa couldn't understand anything more.

"The front is the calendar, and the back is the spells - well, unfinished spells." Yan Wushuang and others walked to Zheng Fa's side and explained. He looked a little bitter: "This is why I said that the Tianbei world makes us scratch our heads."

Zheng Fa looked at these people and felt that their attitude towards him had changed.

Yan Wushuang couldn't see it, but Chu Tianque and the other person beside him, as well as the cultivators who came in later, seemed to look at him differently.

He seemed a little confused.

Yan Wushuang said with a smile: "Brother Zheng, the first fiefdom is 5,000 miles, which really surprised us."

Zheng Fa took a look at the silver book in his hand and suddenly realized something.

"You all?"

“In this Tianbei world, I only know myself as the person who was sealed with a five thousand li seal.” Yan Wushuang said with a smile: “Of course, I don’t know all the people who entered the Tianbei, but… judging from my ranking at the top of the Tiangong Ranking, even if there are others who started with the silver list, there won’t be too many.”

"Silver Book..." Zheng Fa bowed to Yan Wushuang and asked, "I wonder what this land and heavenly merit are?"

"Brother Zheng, you will know this sooner or later." Yan Wushuang sighed and said, "This is also what we slowly discovered in the past few days."

"When we first entered the Heavenly Stele Realm, we were also confused. Later, we understood that this god was just like an official in a secular dynasty. This fiefdom is our territory, and our duty is to govern our own fiefdom."

Zheng Fa nodded, he could understand this.

"That's not a big deal. There are also people like us who have come to the secular world to serve as officials for training." Yan Wushuang said softly, "The trouble is that in this world, apart from thunder magic, it is impossible to use magic spells, talismans, or even magic weapons."

"Yes, I discovered this as soon as I entered this world."

"Because of this, this Tiangong is in trouble." Zheng Fa listened to Yan Wushuang and continued: "We haven't figured out how to measure Tiangong."

"But from now on, using those spells to punish evil and promote good, and to enforce criminal law, can gain heavenly merit."

"According to this calendar, controlling the thunder of heaven, controlling the clouds and rain, and even promoting agriculture are also heavenly merits."

"Of course, if the population multiplies, one can obtain heavenly merit."

"And the Heavenly Merit can upgrade the area of ​​the sealed earth, and can also be exchanged for spiritual materials in the Treasure Pavilion."

"This... is all about governing the people?" Zheng Fa understood a little after hearing this: "It doesn't sound that difficult?"

Yan Wushuang smiled bitterly and said, "We thought it was not difficult at first, but... Junior Brother Zheng, if you go to Fengtu, you will know why we said it was difficult."

"Um?"

"Junior Brother Zheng, we have a guess... In order to accomplish all the things mentioned in this calendar, one must be able to use thunder magic to achieve divine power."

"God-like?"

"That is... in the entire Xuanwei, no one can achieve that kind of thunder magic attainment, and no one can perfect those spells that seem impossible."

…

Seeing that he still didn't seem to understand, Yan Wushuang pointed at the Book of the Gods and said:

"Brother Zheng, if you flip through the pages, you will find that the thunder magic in this Book of the Gods is actually divided into only three categories."

"Three major categories?"

"The first type is the most common, which is the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder." Yan Wushuang explained: "This is used to punish evil and promote good. Most of us rely on this thunder method to accumulate Heavenly Merit, but we don't actually understand how to control the power of the Heavenly Tribulation Thunder."

"The second type is much more difficult. It's called Cloud, Rain and Thunder."

"Clouds, rain and thunder?"

“It is to control the clouds and rain with the thunder…” Yan Wushuang also looked a little helpless: “This is what was mentioned during the Conferred God Journey to coordinate the clouds and rain. This is more difficult than the thunder. Look at the calendar, the rain has to be precise to the millimeter. Not to mention the relationship between thunder and clouds and rain, the degree cannot be controlled…”

Zheng Fa was stunned when he heard this - isn't this just using electromagnetic force to achieve and control rainfall? Seeing his expression, Yan Wushuang seemed to think that he had realized the difficulty, and complained again: "This is already difficult enough, but the most difficult one is the third category - using thunder to promote the growth of plants."

"Is this... related?" Zheng Fa was unable to understand what he said.

“We spent a lot of time thinking about this matter later.” Yan Wushuang explained: “Later, I found out in the Xuanwei Realm that the cultivation of spiritual plants is actually very dependent on thunder. Many sects that are good at cultivating spiritual plants believe that heavenly thunder contains vitality…”

"vitality?"

"Yes, for example, the spring thunder during the Waking of Insects season can stimulate the growth of spiritual plants." Yan Wushuang explained, "But if we are asked to use thunder magic to simulate the spring thunder, we have no idea - the spells in the Book of the Gods don't seem to be very effective either."

“…”

Zheng Fa suddenly thought of the problem of modern spiritual plant cultivation - Teacher Tian said that there is a lack of a certain environment, if what Yan Wushuang said is true.

So this environment seems to be related to some kind of thunder? The evidence for this conjecture is quite weak, and Zheng Fa finds it difficult to determine whether it is true or not.

But Yan Wushuang's words were so certain that he couldn't help but become more interested in this monument.

"Although we can't do these things, it's not difficult to accumulate some Tiangong on weekdays and exchange it for some spiritual materials suitable for our cultivation in the Baibao Palace." Yan Wushuang continued: "There is no danger in this Tianbei Realm, so we have to come here once a month."

"Can this Heavenly Skill only be exchanged for Spiritual Materials?"

Zheng Fa asked.

"Of course not. We accumulate Heavenly Merit, firstly to expand our sealed land, and secondly to exchange for some thunder magic. The several types of thunder magic in this Book of Conferred Gods are the most basic. There are also some thunder magic placed in the Hundred Treasures Hall that require us to exchange them with Heavenly Merit."

“So, Brother Zheng, we are so enviable because we have 5,000 miles of fiefdom from the beginning.” Yan Wushuang said with a smile: “The more fiefdoms there are, the more people there are, and the faster we can accumulate heavenly merit.”

After speaking to Zheng Fa for a few words, Yan Wushuang seemed to be busy accumulating his heavenly power, so he said goodbye to him.

According to Yan Wushuang, Zheng Fa input his spiritual power into the Book of Conferred Gods.

After absorbing his spiritual power, the Book of Conferred Gods slammed into his forehead. Zheng Fa's entire body turned into nothingness, but his spiritual consciousness followed the Book of Conferred Gods to a place between heaven and earth.

Before he had time to observe his surroundings, Zheng Fa's attention was attracted by the scene in the sky.

He seemed to see a thunder pool upside down in the sky, with unreasonable and unscrupulous thunders wandering between heaven and earth.

The sky was gloomy, as if it would never clear up.

In such weather, rain is inevitable, and the heavy rain in front of us seems to never stop.

The land under my feet is more like a swamp than land, full of muddy water.

Is this his five thousand li fiefdom?

Looking at the swamp on the ground, Zheng Fa had some guesses in his mind: If there really were ordinary people in this world, they probably wouldn't be living very well.

…

His soul wandered on the mound for several days, and he estimated as he walked, and found that the area of ​​the mound was quite large.

According to modern measurements, this area is approximately nearly one million square kilometers - this area is at least the size of a medium-sized country in modern times.

But... no one.

In such a large area, there are only a dozen or so human settlements, and the total population is less than 500,000...

This is understandable - from his observations over the past few days, 99.9% of the land in this area is not suitable for human survival, let alone growing crops.

On this day, his soul came to a high mountain. Looking up at the mountain, he saw a city built on the hill. Through the Book of Conferred Gods, Zheng Fa also knew that the population here was about 70,000 to 80,000, and it was one of the largest cities in his own fiefdom.

This small town has no city gates and can be said to be a residential area.

The structure of the house is very peculiar. The house is very short, as if most of it is buried in the ground. Only the roof is thick and sloping, as if it was to prevent lightning and drain water.

Most of the people in the small town wore linen clothes made of a kind of aquatic vine. They were thin and their faces were pale as if they had never seen the sun. It was hard to tell whether their expressions were numb or stoic.

This linen clothing must be very precious.

Most of the men were shirtless, revealing their bony ribs.

Women actually just have a little more coverage on their breasts. To be honest, most women can't be said to be good-looking.

They are thinner than men, and many of them even have no visible gender characteristics.

At the innermost part of the town, close to the cliff, there is a house with the highest and widest roof. It is said to be tall and wide, but in fact it is only about ten feet high and thirty or four feet wide.

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This is a temple. The colors of the statues standing inside have long been peeled off, and the facial features are even more blurred.

There aren't many people in the temple, but there is always a constant stream of people.

They knelt on the ground to pray and worship, but there was not much piety on their faces. It seemed like they were just doing it as a routine or even as a last-ditch effort.

Zheng Fa's soul flew into the statue.

I heard the chattering in my ears, all of which were the voices of these worshippers.

Perhaps because of the Book of the Gods, he could understand the language of this world.

"Master Thunder God hasn't appeared for many years..."

"I hope I can catch a few more fish today..."

"Less rain, please..."

"My son was struck by lightning. He is a good boy. Lord Thunder God, please have mercy on him..."

All kinds of thoughts flashed through his ears, making him feel extremely noisy.

What makes the gods even more disheartened is that they only pray for blessings and do not give any offerings.

It seems that he really lacks trust in his own Lord Thundergod.

To be honest, with this kind of attitude, it is difficult for God to do anything...

But Zheng Fa listened to what Yan Wushuang said - this was their main means of accumulating Tiangong, listening to the believers' voices and judging good and evil.

Then kill a few bad guys.

You just need to control the intensity of the thunder. According to the rules of the Book of the Gods, different evil deeds require different thunder punishments.

Of course, Yan Wushuang and the others couldn't be so precise. It was just a matter of chance. As long as they chopped enough people, they would eventually get the hang of it.

This is also the reason why Zheng Fa chose this city. With more people, it would be easier to accumulate natural merit.

Thinking about it this way, he began to understand why those monks with smaller mounds seemed so envious of him.

As for what it is, it controls clouds and rain, regulates yin and yang, and promotes agriculture and sericulture.

Sorry, can't do that! ...

Finally it was night.

No one comes here to worship.

Only one girl stayed behind, she closed the door of the temple and swept the floor.

He took out a piece of black linen and wiped the bottom of the altar and the statue.

Zheng Fa looked at the girl and couldn't tell her age.

Judging from his face, he seems to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

But judging from his figure, he looks like he is only thirteen or fourteen years old - he is really too thin.

Is this my temple priest?

Isn't she too young? After the girl finished cleaning, she put away the sackcloth and bowed devoutly to Zheng Fa, muttering to herself, "Lord Thunder God, I am ready to eat your offering! If you don't agree, show me your power!"

Zheng Fa was stunned.

Then the girl said, "You agree? Thank you, Master Thunder God!"

Zheng Fa watched the girl happily take a few unknown fruits from the altar and stuff them into her mouth - these things were also offered by believers, and it seemed that they were not today's offerings - it seemed that no one offered fruits today.

Instead, the girl saved it secretly herself.

"Master Thunder God." The girl ate voraciously while muttering, "If you don't show up, no one will send me fruit, and I will starve to death..."

“…”

"I'm starving, and there's no one in this city willing to clean for you!"

As the girl spoke, her tone actually suggested, "Master Thunder God, please take care of it."

"Um……"

As Zheng Fa was thinking, a majestic voice suddenly sounded in the temple.

The girl was startled and looked towards the statue where Zheng Fa was.

She seemed to remember her disrespectful words just now, and her face showed some fear.

After staying still for a while, the girl did not stop eating, but chewed the wild fruit quickly.

Although she didn't speak, Zheng Fa heard her thoughts:

"Be a full-fledged ghost!"

As if she didn't see Zheng Fa getting angry, the girl approached the statue cautiously, raised her head and whispered, "Master Thunder God, are you still there?"

“…”

Zheng Fa did not say anything else. The girl looked confused and finally thought she was hallucinating.

…

After staying in the Tianbei world for a month, Zheng Fa suddenly felt a force pushing him. When he came to his senses, he was outside the Tianbei world.

He walked out.

Senior Sister Zhang and Senior Sister Yuan were both waiting for him there.

Seeing him come out, Senior Sister Zhang showed a faint smile on her face.

"Junior brother, how is it in there?"

Zheng Fa recounted what he had seen and heard. Senior Sister Zhang frowned slowly, as if pondering the meaning of it: "Are you going to use thunder magic to pursue the great way?"

Hearing what Senior Sister Zhang said, Zheng Fa turned his head and looked at the Heavenly Stele - is this the purpose of this thing? "Senior Sister, I have an idea..." Zheng Fa talked about something else.

"Um?"

"If this Heavenly Stele is controlled by someone else, it would be fine. But if it can be controlled by my Nine Mountains Sect," Zheng Fa said softly, "The spiritual energy inside is abundant, and the rules are special..."

“You mean…” Senior Sister Zhang’s eyes lit up.

"I thought that if there really is a catastrophe in the future and spiritual energy declines, this place might be able to serve as a retreat for my Jiushan Sect." Zheng Fa's eyes flashed. He didn't know if others had this idea, but the more Zheng Fa understood the world of Tianbei, the more he felt that compared to those spiritual materials, this world itself was the greatest treasure.

The population is small, but the spiritual energy is not bad either.

The most important thing is that although other spells cannot be used, cultivation is not hindered.

(End of this chapter)