Volume Eight Chapter 313 Preaching!
The ancient trees tower into the clouds, the white clouds flutter slowly, the bitter northwest wind blew, and dazzling lights hang down from the air.`
The mountains are continuous and towering, and the cranes spread their wings and soar among the mountains and ridges.
The wings are waving, the feathers are spotless and unmistakable as white as snow, and their expressions are as arrogant as the gods looking down on the earth, high and arrogant.
The lush trees with lush branches and leaves flew backwards, and the cranes' wings fluttered for a hundred miles instantly leaped past in an instant. A Taoist temple appeared in the field of vision. The Taoist temple was built along the mountain. It glanced over at one glance. The Taoist temple was cultivated into a piece until the end of the field of vision.
Archway, mountain gate, spiritual palace, Jade Emperor Hall, Laolu Hall, Qiu Zu Hall, Four Imperial Palace, Jietai and Yunji Mountain House one after another.
Each temple is built with a grand atmosphere, covering a wide area, magnificent temple, elegant scenery, and the mountains and forests around the Taoist temple are green and green. Surrounded by peaks, the trees on the mountain are lush, and ancient trees on both sides of the mountain road are towering, with thick shade covering the ground, surrounded by peaks, and evergreen all year round.
The Taoist temple is quiet and silent, and is filled with a calm mood, quiet and inaction, leaving the world and sitting forgot, quiet and natural!
A stone step hangs straight down from the mountain gate, layer after layer to the foot of the mountain. The stone steps are smooth and flat like jade bi.
The northwest wind whistled and blew, and with the passage of time, the coldness never remained and turned into gentleness.`
At this time, on the flat open space at the foot of the mountain, there were bustling carriages parked here, and there were still endless streams of carriages coming on the road in the distance.
Compared to the carriage pulled by a horse, there are more people coming step by step.
Their identities are mixed, full of various identities, including simple clothes, patch after patch, yellow-faced and thin-skinned farmer, but also a burly and burly ranger with a long sword straddle, and a long gown with big sleeves, a down-and-out scholar
All three religions and all kinds of people are gathered together at this moment.
Follow the stone steps and start walking up step by step.
Carrying hands, her big sleeves fluttering with the wind, Yang Qifeng slowly followed the crowd and began to step up the stone steps.
The plain eyes raised, and the field of vision moved upwards, the stone steps one after another, as if there was no end. I don’t know when I would go to successfully climb the mountains and rivers and enter the Taoist temple.
In front of him was a fat man with a round figure and fat body, like a watermelon. Although there were gods in this world, immortals did not go to the mortal world. This was a heavenly corpse. After the immortals violated the immortals, the sword would inevitably be on the immortal platform.`
Immortals do not care about mortals. Everything in the mortal world evolves with nature.
Because countless heroes and heroes were blinded by the cultivation of immortals and went to work hard for life, naturally no one was studying technology. In this way, technology that was suppressed by immortals could not be raised, and there was no spark at all.
This is the eight-legged essay in the Ming and Qing dynasties that Yang Qifeng remembered in his previous life. The eight-legged essay is useless. The superior cannot make a stable country and the inferior cannot eat and drink enough. How can the disadvantages be seen? The country still highly praised it. What is the reason? It is not two words, fooling the people!
There are countless heroes in the world. Only when all these heroes study the eight-legged essay can they ensure the health of the country.
Countless heroes racked their brains to this eight-legged essay and fought for it, and only a few people could stand out.
Most heroes were wasting their time and hesitated all their lives. When they were old, they might wake up. But it was too late. In this life, he would never have anything else except the eight-legged essay, and he would be in a difficult and difficult life.
So in the Ming Dynasty, eight-legged essays were written better and better, just like a beautiful woman, but this was just a void, and they were overturned and conquered by barbarism. This was not implemented. Otherwise, as long as one percent of the talents studied the military, they would not be conquered by barbarism.
However, Yang Qifeng studied the eight-legged essay in his previous life, which was not the right way, but he had great power to cultivate immortals in this life.
It is not impossible to deepen the power of the mountains, capture the sun and the moon, and be with the sun and the moon.
Just like the ancient environment of Yang Qifeng's previous life, this fairy tale world is not much better, and being able to become a fat man, which means that the other party is either rich or noble.
Wearing silk, two strong and dark-skinned servants beside him, holding the fat man slowly walked upwards.
Sweat flowed down the fat man's forehead, and then continued to flow down the bridge of his nose, falling down to the stone steps.
The pace was difficult, and it was obvious that he had reached the limit he could bear. As a rich or noble person, his travels were either in a sedan chair or a carriage. There was no time for him to walk in person, even if it was the palace, he could walk as much as possible, but he would never be so willing without any complaints.
The royal power can force people to submit, but it is impossible for people to be willing to do so.
Even if you can't hold on in front of you, at most you will only let your servants support you, but you will not let your servants carry you on your shoulders.
It is enough to see the piety in my heart. This scene is not the only one. In Yang Qifeng's eyes, those who came to the foot of the mountain to start climbing the stone steps. Although it is not everyone, most of them do this and do their best to start climbing the stone steps.
The stone steps spread to the end of your vision. It had been climbing for a long time, but Yang Qifeng still did not see the hope of climbing the stone steps. And so many people in front of you Yang Qifeng could see at a glance that they were all mortals, and among them, there were also people who practiced Taoism. However, when the Taoist practitioners had their own magic powers in the morning, they were already detained in their bodies.
This stone stairs is a place of suppression, and it has the same effect as the eight dragon cities.
Mana detention, physical degeneration, and no difference between them and mortals.
However, the stone stairs have its limits at the end, and the immortals can ignore them, while the immortals can fight against them.
This is a test of willpower. No, it is obviously impossible to say in this world so straightforward. This is a question of whether one is sincere.
As long as you are sincere, you can naturally walk up the stone steps, otherwise you will always struggle in the stone steps and move forward step by step, without ending.
Yang Qifeng had already seen this point, but he was obviously changing at this moment. It was impossible for him to step out and walk through the stone steps directly, but follow the crowd. When some people walked past the stone steps, he would not be conspicuous when he walked through this.
Step by step, the fat man in front of Yang Qifeng was sweating profusely, but he still did not give up and continued to move forward.
I don't know how long it took him one step and half of his body disappeared instantly. Yang Qifeng followed closely behind, and the two disappeared without a trace.
Chapter completed!