The God of Land was lying on his bed, and he could feel his life slipping away rapidly.

Incense is mixed...

He thought about it and felt regretful.

I would not have accepted these things if I had known.

My friends are around to see me off, and the expressions on their faces don't seem so good, haha... Well, as fellow gods, they must feel sad in their hearts when they see me die. They are sad about their own deaths and the departure of their friends, but they are also afraid because they seem to see the end of each other's future in themselves.

Compared to ordinary wild animals, humans are immortal.

Compared to ordinary people, Taoists who can live to be 120 years old are considered to be quite long-lived.

But if I can enjoy three to five hundred years of carefree life, wouldn't that be considered longevity?

However, immortality has its end. When we are young, we feel full of vigor and vitality. For the sake of our great wishes, even death is nothing.

But the longer one lives, the more one cherishes life. The fear of death of the earth gods is even greater than that of ordinary people...

The old landowner wanted to speak, but he was unable to utter a word. His spirit suddenly dissipated, his mind suddenly felt a sharp pain, and his vision became blurry. A young boy seemed to appear in front of him. He knelt down and said that he hoped to study hard and pass the imperial examination so that his parents would not have to work so hard. He said that his parents worked in the fields every day and taught him to cherish food, and he also hoped to be a good official.

He later passed the imperial examination and became an official, but when he came back, he became more and more greedy.

The young child cried and said that he had no ability to exempt his parents from corvée labor, and later the extravagant meal was enough to feed 500 people.

There were also women who said that they longed for their ideal man and were willing to seek fate and marry into a wealthy family.

Eventually, they could not bear the loneliness and had affairs with other men; some came here to worship secretly, praying silently that their brothers would die on the road while traveling for business so that they could get most of the family property; some hoped that their adultery would not be discovered; kind-hearted old ladies prayed silently for their daughters-in-law to give birth to a son, and if it was a daughter, it would be best if they had an abortion.

Later, those who came here to pay their respects and said they were willing to be honest officials and do practical work were actually thinking about how to get promoted step by step.

He promised to come here to build a golden body, but in the end it was just gold powder to fulfill his vow.

One picture after another invaded his mind, confusing the dying old land god's consciousness. For a moment, he was on the high platform again, and then on the high platform again. He watched the people below bow down with sincere faces, and it seemed as if he was bowing down below. He raised his head and saw the statue on the high platform. Shocked! It was clearly his own face.

Everyone worshipped him.

Everyone worships himself.

Gradually, the land almost forgot who it was.

He raised his head and realized that he was a poor scholar.

He turned around and saw his younger brother who hoped that his brother would die on the road.

He laughed out loud.

It was the old lady who hid in the woodshed and laughed secretly after her daughter-in-law gave birth to a daughter but had a miscarriage.

Like a weasel seeing a dead chicken.

Juyun Lingmiao Gong sighed, his eyes sad: "...I can no longer maintain my own spiritual nature, and the incense gathers the desires of all living beings."

"If you want to control them, you must have the awareness to suppress these desires, otherwise you should just let them go with the wind."

"He's dying..."

Juyun Lingmiao Gong couldn't bear to see his death, so he sighed, turned around and left.

This kind of death is not the end of life, but the collapse of the soul.

I no longer recognize myself.

How sad.

When leaving, he suddenly saw the three sticks of incense from top to bottom. Ling Miao Gong had no intention at first, but then he remembered that the old land god was poisoned because of absorbing incense indiscriminately, and gradually he was approaching death without even a wisp of incense. Now when he was on the verge of death, three thin incense sticks came. He couldn't help but feel that the changes in the world were really unreasonable and cold.

"Things in life are unpredictable, that's all..."

Ling Miao Gong sighed.

With a flick of his sleeves, three pillars of fragrance floated away to the land, and then he turned and left.

But he did not notice that among the three pillars of fragrance, there was a hint of purple.

Extremely pure and authentic!

And there is no self-desire at all, just pure gratitude.

It fell into the body of the land, and suddenly sank. The old land had originally been indulged in the many desires and evil karma represented by the incense. His true spirit was lost, and his own soul was infected by many complicated desires. He lost himself, and suddenly he became clear and upright. In an instant, the chaotic atmosphere seemed to be suppressed by this extremely clear and pure feeling of gratitude.

The breath of the old land suddenly became calm.

Ling Miao Gong, who had already walked a few steps, noticed something unusual and turned around suddenly, surprised. The other earth gods were all stunned and looked at the incense. They were all shocked. They didn't know whose incense was so important that it could make a land god who was about to die because of his mixed soul gather his spiritual power and prolong his life? !

How pure is this spiritual cultivation!

What a pure thought!

Juyun Lingmiao Gong suddenly turned around, took a few steps forward, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the forehead of the sleeping old land, checked his breath, and said in disbelief: "All the distracting thoughts and desires have been suppressed. Who can do this?"

“Is he a Taoist master who, after entering and leaving the world, has seen the mundane world, but still has a clear and upright mind?!”

"Or is it the Buddhist Arhat who witnessed the eight sufferings of the world and vowed to save all?!"

Many mountain gods and earth gods were dumbfounded, but the mountain god of Juyun Peak rushed forward and asked anxiously, "Is Brother Zhou okay?"

Ling Miao said: "Yes..."

Only then did his tone return to his usual calmness, and he replied, "The mixed thoughts in the incense have been suppressed."

"It can extend your life by at least three months."

Bow once and burn three incense sticks, and the life of the earth god will be extended by three months.

Not to mention the many mountain gods and earth gods nearby.

Even Ling Miao Gong found it incredible. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the remaining scent, trying to trace it back to its source, but he could not grasp anything. His magic power flowed, and the last wisp of smoke dissipated. In this misty smoke, he could only faintly hear the gentle voice of the young man:

"Thank you, land, for letting me stay overnight."

Although he was calm and indifferent, ripples appeared in the hearts of the earth gods. Lord Lingmiao stroked his beard and looked at the old earth god who had fallen into a deep sleep. He thought about how many earth gods there were who suffered from the incense. This person had such mysterious means. If he could ask him for help, perhaps he could stabilize the situation of these earth gods, or at least let the old earth god behind him survive.

March is still too short... There is no time to start repairing the earth veins again.

First, he sent a god of earth with extremely strong escaping skills to inquire.

But in just a moment, he was back.

The man said sullenly, "Brother Zhou's land temple has collapsed, and we can't find anything."

"I just found this incense burner."

He held the incense burner in his arms.

There was only a bit of new incense ash left inside, which looked lonely and quite eye-catching.

Put the incense burner down, and then another land official came back and said:

"I went to ask Chao Feng and Jiao Tu on the tower of this great city."

"They climb high and see far. They don't have any other means, but they can see things that ordinary people can't see. Ordinary demons and cultivators cannot escape their eyes. Maybe they know something wrong, so I went to ask."

The mountain god of Juyun Peak asked, "What did they say?"

"Have you ever seen a young Taoist priest like this?"

The land creature that could escape underground had a strange look on its face: "They two are pretending to be dead..."

"I won't answer anything."

"It looks just like it was carved from real stone."

"Don't move your eyes."

The mountain god of Juyun Peak was dumbfounded. Ling Miao said, "He mixed in with the crowd, and even Chaofeng and Jiaotu refused to tell us about his origins. I'm afraid he is really a Taoist master with great magical powers. Chaofeng and the other two may not have great magical powers, but they have sharp eyesight, especially they are good at seeking benefits and avoiding harm..."

Someone asked, "How do we find this person now?"

Ling Miao Gong hesitated for a long time and said:

"It would be somewhat disrespectful to search by divination, but it involves the life and death of the land after all."

"I can only offend..."

"At that time, I will naturally confess my crime and make amends in person."

Juyun Lingmiao shouted angrily, then held the incense burner with his left hand and pinched a wisp of incense ash with his right hand.

Although he is a god of the earth, he has been practicing all the way to the present day and is the ancestor of the state.

However, he also has a very high level of attainment in Xuanmen magic.

He stepped forward and used the power of the earth's veins to activate his magical powers.

He tried to find the fortune teller's [footsteps]. In an instant, the feng shui of the ground beneath his feet had changed. Feng shui places the most emphasis on direction, so the gods of the earth and mountains are the most proficient in it. When they cast a spell together, it was already magnificent. [The Central Plains, the Great Sage, the Great Mercy, the Wonderful Dharma Master] swept across with his sleeves, and with great magical powers, he began to cast a spell.

To figure out the whereabouts of the young Taoist priest.

Praise:

“The Supreme Mysterious Spirit…”