Chapter 1139 [Rule: Remove the things that affect my cultivation]
Qing He's guess was not without reason. In ancient times, she was responsible for organizing believers who believed in the Immortal Fairy and had to deal with countless matters, big and small, such as spreading the greatness of the Immortal Fairy to the world, sculpting statues, leading believers in daily prayers, and so on.
When she reported her work results to the Immortal Fairy, she would ignore the small details and only talk about the important ones, saving the adults' time so that they would have time to play.
"The Meng family's work report is not well written. The remaining organization names should be noted in small print." Lu Yang pointed out the shortcomings of the booklet. If it were him, he would definitely not make such a mistake.
Ultimately, it's the Meng family's attitude that's not good. He, Lu Yang, serves an immortal, and this immortal is the founding emperor. As the saying goes, serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. Of course, he has to be respectful to the immortal, and such flaws will not occur in his daily life and work.
"Indeed." Qing He nodded. This is what she did in ancient times. Although she would not report to the adults, she would write down her work experience. If the adults wanted to check her work one day, there would be something to check.
The only problem is that the adults never get up.
"Okay, now that this soul organization has been dealt with, let's all go back." Lu Yang said. The only use of a small character like Yu Dao Ren is to explain the organization behind him. As for his storage ring and other things, they are all some broken copper and iron. He is too lazy to pick them up if they fall on the ground.
No one knew how long they had been gone, but heavy rain had been pouring down, making the soil in the cemetery muddy and soft.
A young man struggled to dig through the soil and crawled out from underground, gasping for breath, greedily breathing in the hard-earned fresh air.
The young man had a fierce look in his eyes, and he stood in the rain with his arms outstretched, laughing crazily: "Second brother, in order to fight for the inheritance left by our father, you actually teamed up with the wild monks to kill me and bury me alive!"
"You didn't expect it, did you? The only spell I know is the Turtle Breathing Technique, and I'm still alive!"
After laughing, the young man became depressed. Although he was still alive, it would be extremely difficult for him to take revenge. His second brother had a cultivator as his backer. Although he was a casual cultivator, he was not someone he could afford to offend at the first level of Qi training.
"What's this?"
The boy noticed an old corpse not far away. The corpse looked strange and was dressed in strange clothes, with a string of beads tied around its wrist.
"Is this... a magic weapon?"
The young man noticed the small characters engraved on the magic weapon. They were all spells, as many as 108 kinds.
He tried to inject spiritual power into the bead, but unfortunately he could only activate the basic fire control spell, and it was barely able to activate it.
"Perhaps after my realm is raised, I will be able to activate more beads... and the storage ring!"
The beads and storage ring were originally the Taoist Jade's natal possessions, and now that their owner is not around, they can be opened at will.
After seeing the things in the storage ring, the boy couldn't stop shaking.
"A technique that has been cultivated to the peak of foundation building! And there are also these spirit stones and magic weapons!"
He had never seen so many spirit stones and magic weapons in his life.
All the assets of the foundation-building master are simply opportunities that fell from the sky.
"What kind of powerful enemy did this foundation-building master encounter to end up like this?"
The young man quickly calmed down. The other party killed the Taoist Jade but did not take away the storage ring and beads, which meant that the other party was also seriously injured and had no time to take away these good things.
"May the Buddha bless you."
The young man knelt and kowtowed in all directions, tears of gratitude streaming down his face.
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"Where is this?" Uncle Wang found himself in a pure white space.
A tall and hazy figure appeared. He was so tall that Uncle Wang was not even as tall as his fingers.
"Good, good, Wang Han, you returned the money you found to buy a life, but did not keep it for yourself. Instead, you donated it to this temple. Saving a life is also a good deed."
Uncle Wang shuddered. What he picked up turned out to be the legendary life-saving money. May the Buddha bless him, may the Buddha bless him. Fortunately, he donated the money.
"If you do more good deeds in the future, good results will surely come."
"yes!"
Uncle Wang woke up, his mind a little confused. Was everything that just happened just a dream?
But when he opened his palms, he found the word "good" written on them, and he immediately realized that this was a dream from Buddha.
The Soybean Temple enshrines the real Buddha! Uncle Wang didn't even bother to eat, and hurriedly rode his camel to look for the Soybean Temple. However, when he arrived at the location he remembered, he found nothing, and he couldn't find it after searching for a long time.
At this moment, the voice in his dream rang in his ears again.
"Wang Han, your fate with this temple has ended. Don't look for it anymore."
Uncle Wang then gave up in despair.
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Soybean Dynasty, Ancestral Temple.
Please...collect 6...9...books...!
Lu Yang appeared in Uncle Wang's dream to tell him to be more careful in the future and not to pick up any money.
After solving Uncle Wang’s problem, he sat on the lotus platform, spreading his immortal consciousness, feeling the rhythm of heaven and earth, and increasing his understanding of the rules.
Within the range of his immortal consciousness, he saw Yun Mengmeng and Jin Caiwei setting up a large pot to boil syrup to fill the holes in the ancestral temple, and eating other parts of the ancestral temple at the same time, which was like filling the east wall and eating the west wall.
Qing He was writing something secretly by herself. She noticed Lu Yang's spiritual consciousness, so she quickly covered the things she wrote and warned Lu Yang with her eyes not to read them.
The Dragon and Phoenix ancestors dug a large space right below the ancestral temple and used the Qilin Immortal as an imaginary enemy to fight. After discussion, the two of them decided to give the Qilin Immortal a good beating when they found him! "The Immortal-killing Sword Formation that Senior Brother Lu Yang knew actually originated from the sword formation that my husband often kneeled in. He deceived us for so long, he deserves to be punished!"
"But even if the two of us join forces, I'm afraid we won't be able to hurt our husband. What should we do?" Jiang Lianyi asked worriedly.
Ao Ling smiled carefreely, having already come up with a plan: "No problem, when the time comes, I will lead my husband to the Buddha Kingdom and ask Senior Brother Lu Yang to help. The three of us will teach my husband a lesson together!"
"Okay, then let's wait until Senior Brother Lu has completely mastered the rules, and then the three of us will practice our combined attack moves!"
In the spiritual space, the immortal fairy sat cross-legged on the throne, swaying from side to side like a tumbler, passing on the experience of a veteran: "Mastering the rules depends on inspiration, which is the moment of snap. Do you understand this feeling?"
"Don't you understand? Let me repeat it again..."
Lu Yang looked up at the sky, despairingly at the temple roof that had been gnawed several times. Who said that the Buddha's Kingdom was a good place? It would be a miracle if one could calm down and practice here.
"Fairy, can I use the rules for myself?"
"You can, but you can't use overly radical rules, like making you ten times stronger, or stabilizing your realm or something like that."
"It's fine if I can. I don't allow exaggerated rules. Here's the rule: remove anything that affects my practice!"
Lu Yang didn't want to see Yun Mengmeng and others while using his spiritual sense, as it would distract his attention.
Lu Yang set rules for himself, and unknown changes took place.
"How come I can still see Yun Mengmeng and the others?"
Lu Yang wondered if the rule was wrong.
Suddenly, he had an inexplicable impulse and said to the Immortal Fairy seriously: "Fairy, I will be yours from now on!"
"Ah? Really?"
“…”
Lu Yang immediately slapped himself twice to wake himself up. What a broken rule! How could it have taken away his self-esteem?
(End of this chapter)