Cultivation of Immortals Begins with Drilling Wood To Make Fire

"Of course." Hearing Fang Chang's question, Jiang Shen carefully explained: "Those are all made of bamboo and paper, which is different from incense. If you burn it, you will burn it, and you can't receive it."

"Also, even if we can receive it, these colorful buildings and horses and horses will not become real. It's useless for the little god to ask for a bunch of bamboo strips to bind paper to paste things."

The river god dressed as a fisherman is named Zhou Peng, who was originally a fisherman on the Xu River in this cave.

The name was chosen because when he was born, his father heard the baby crying in the house, and in a blink of an eye, he saw the canopy of his own boat and patted his forehead.

During his lifetime, he was willing to help others. He was always anxious about what people were in need of, relieved them of their difficulties, and rescued them in times of crisis. When the disaster came, Zhou Peng was brave and wise, saved hundreds of lives, and died because of it.

The surviving people were grateful for Zhou Peng's virtue, and set up a temple by the Xujiang River in this cave to worship and remember him.

At the time when the former Jiangshen's merits and virtues were completed, he went to that reincarnation to be reborn in a good family, so he was selected by the Jiangshen, entrusted the people in his dream to take office, and became the Dongxujiang Rivershen.

The scope of Zhou Jiangshen's responsibilities is about a hundred miles upstream and downstream of the Jiangshen Temple, including the Dongxu River itself and the river banks on both sides. The exact width is not fixed, but he and the mountain gods on both sides of the Dongxu River know that borders of its own jurisdiction.

Jiang Shen was quite afraid of the person in front of him who came to visit suddenly, brought Fang Yantai as a gift, and claimed to be "Fang Chang of Yun Zhongshan".

After all, he can't see the depth of the person in front of him at all. The only thing he can feel is that the other person's figure is in harmony with the natural world, and there is aura in his actions. He must be much stronger than himself, very tall very tall man.

Jiang Shen carefully accompanied Fang Chang, and also offered the best spirit tea he had hidden here.

For such an expert to come to visit, Jiang Shen was not only afraid, but also very happy in his heart, because the other party came with a gift, obviously with good intentions - it is a good thing to get acquainted with such an expert.

This Immortal Fang brought the inkstone as a gift, which was bought in the only Four Treasures of Study shop next to Jiangshen Temple, and the top-quality ones were better than those used by Jiangshen.

For gods like the gods of mountains, gods of land and water, literacy is the basic requirement for taking office. Fortunately, when Zhou Peng was alive, he could read some characters, which was barely enough.

After he became a god, his life remained the same, and he was very lonely, so Zhou Jiangshen searched for related books, and occasionally went to private schools to attend. Now he is also very knowledgeable, reading and writing are no problem.

Fang Chang could see Jiang Shen's embarrassment, but he couldn't comfort him with words, so he had to chat to ease it.

Hearing Zhou Peng's explanation, he asked, "Why didn't Zhou Jiangshen try to stop it?"

Jiang Shen shook his head and said:

"Fang Shangxian doesn't know that the sacrifices made by the fishermen are of no use at all. Although they offer incense to me, it is not a transaction. Even if they ignore me, as long as I am still the river god of the Dongxu River, what I do on weekdays The job is where the duty lies, and it cannot be profaned."

"And they are very respectful, or they offer good offerings to make the incense burn, and I can't take care of them. After all, there are many things outside of duty, and doing them will be harmful to the world."

"Their sacrifices every year are not for offering to the gods, but for peace of mind, so it doesn't matter what the form is, everything is 'as long as they like it', anyway, those are made of paper bamboo, so it is not a waste. "

Fang Chang nodded, understanding Jiang Shen's thoughts.

He lowered his head and took a sip of the tea, savoring it carefully, feeling that the tea tasted very good.

What surprised him even more was that the flavor of this tea was faintly similar to the nameless tea he picked and dried himself on the fairy cliff.

"Jiangshen Zhou's tea is pretty good."

"Fang Xian has good eyesight. This is a spiritual tea given by the mountain god next to him. It is picked from a steep and beautiful place by a practitioner from afar, and has been warmed with special techniques."

"For mortals, it can even be called 'immortal tea'. Drinking it regularly can prolong your life and prevent all diseases. Even for us, this kind of spiritual tea is a rare spiritual thing, which is very harmful to us. helpful."

"If Immortal Fang likes it, you might as well bring some with you later."

Fang Chang waved his hand and said: "Thank you Zhou Jiangshen for your kindness, but there is no need, because I made some tea leaves on Xiayu Cliff, and it tastes similar to this tea."

"But I'm a bit ignorant, and I don't know that this is spiritual tea. It seems that I'm lucky, and I got it unintentionally."

The two continued to chat, and as a result, they talked about this catastrophe.

This is also a common topic among practitioners and gods in the past year or so, and basic chats cannot be separated from this.

Jiang Shen Zhou Peng pondered for a while, and asked Fang Chang on the other side full of hope:

"The little god heard from his colleagues that a catastrophe has come to the world, and chaos has begun in several distant states. At the same time, there are many strange malfunctions in the yamen in various places."

"The most terrifying thing is that no one knows where this catastrophe started and where it will end."

"Fang Xianchang, you have a lot of experience and knowledge. I don't know if there is any news on this matter? Will this catastrophe affect this water mansion here? Will it affect my small temple on the shore?"

Regarding Zhou Jiangshen's question, Fang Chang was unable to answer, so he could only shake his head silently: "I don't know, just like Jiangshen said, this catastrophe is too obscure. It has gotten better recently, but it is still impossible to see clearly."

Zhou Peng's expression dimmed instantly.

Looking at Zhou Jiangshen's expression on the opposite side, Fang Chang comforted: "But don't worry too much. I have experienced some things recently, and I can roughly know that part of this catastrophe should be related to monsters."

"Some monsters are concealing their whereabouts and colluding with each other. They seem to be plotting something, and the scope is very wide... I don't know if there are many monsters in this cave Xujiang?"

"It's not much." Jiangshen said, "The fishermen catch frequently, and the lifespan of the creatures in the water is short, and they can't survive the time when they have a chance to open up their wits, and fish are relatively more difficult than wild animals. Therefore, over the years , the number of monsters in the Dongxu River is very clear, and most of them are familiar to me."

Nodding his head, Fang Chang instructed: "That's good, just pay close attention to the movement in the water, walk around with the monsters more, and don't let them be recruited by that group."

"Thank you for your guidance." Zhou Jiangshen folded his clothes and cupped his hands, and bowed sincerely. He secretly made up his mind to do what Fang Xianchang said when he turned around.

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"Boater, what's the price for hiring a boat? Is it convenient now?"

Early the next morning, Fang Chang came to the riverside. He found a boatman at random and asked about the price.

At this time, there are a large number of ships of all kinds moored here, and the shipowners and boatmen are riding on the pedals to replenish supplies into the ship from the shore.

There were so many workers, and even a batch of hawkers who sold breakfast were attracted, and it was a bit lively for a while.

"Hello, guest officer. I don't know if you are crossing the river or sailing?" Hearing Fang Chang's question, the busy boatman turned around and saw that he was a handsome young man, so he politely replied.

Fang Chang said: "I want to hire a boat and go down the river to Xingqing Mansion."