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Text Chapter 389: The Position of Earthly Immortal

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    Wuming heard Mo Wen's stern voice, and although he was unwilling to do so, he could only return in dismay.  "Break the bundle of purple bamboo in the courtyard into bamboo strips." Mo Wen assigned Wuming a task. ?? Wuming agreed in frustration, took a hatchet and went to work in the courtyard. Since Mo Wen had not fulfilled his wish before, it was inevitable for him to be lazy while working. Mo Wen knew that he was lazy and did not bother to scold him.  According to common sense, it would be some time before the end of the world comes. If the end of the world is coming tomorrow, there is no need for Ah Jiu to take such a big risk and send someone to report the news.  But there is no way to guess how long this period of time will be. If the old man said six before, then there are still three months before the end of the world.  If the old man was talking about staying, it might not even last two or three months.  The clues seemed to have been interrupted here, but Mo Wen did not give up the inference. He abandoned the existing clues and found another way. This way is the time when the will of heaven is conveyed. Before the end of the world comes, heaven and hell need a period of time to wrap up and arrange relevant matters.  Ah Jiu is the Underworld Jieyu and has a very high status in the underworld. Once the decree from heaven is issued, she should be able to learn about it in a relatively short period of time. In other words, it is very likely that Ah Jiu managed to notify him as soon as the decree from heaven reached him.  The coming of the end of the world is no small matter. Once heaven and the underworld are separated from the mortal world, gods cannot go to heaven and ghosts cannot enter the earth. Therefore, before the end of the world comes, those who should be invited should be invited to heaven, and those who should be detained should be detained in the underworld. These trivial matters should not be dealt with in ten days.  What can be accomplished in eight days.  So the date of the end of the world can be roughly inferred, it should be June.  He made this inference based on the practice of heaven. Some things in heaven and the mortal world are similar, and numbers are one of them.  Three, seven, nine, thirty-six, forty-nine, eighty-one, one hundred, these are the numbers and time limits used frequently in heaven. The end of the world is a very important matter, and it must be decreed by the Jade Emperor himself.  As the Great Luo Jinxian in charge of the three realms, the Jade Emperor would not use those complicated and chatty numbers. According to common sense, he would say an integer. The most likely one is a hundred days later, and a hundred days later is exactly one day in June.  Since the inference is mixed with speculation, the result has a certain degree of uncertainty, but June is the most likely.  Because of receiving Ah Jiu¡¯s message, Mo Wen stayed at home for a while and concentrated on practicing Qi. Wuming had long been tired of living here, and as soon as winter passed, he began to pester Mo Wen to leave this deserted and abandoned village.  "When will you finish practicing the Wind-Capturing Ghost Hands and Wind-Chasing Ghost Steps, and when will you leave." Mo Wen said sternly.  "Master, let's go. I can practice while walking. It's too boring here." Wuming knew that Mo Wen would not punish him severely, so he became more and more courageous.  "You have lived alone in Taiyi Mountain for two years. Why don't you feel bored?" Mo Wen frowned slightly.  "In Taiyi Mountain, I can catch birds and raise chickens." Wuming said.  "If you want, you can go to the southern town to catch two chickens." Mo Wen said.  Wu Ming's plan failed, and he rolled his eyes and thought of another plan, "Master, our silver is almost running out." "Don't worry about this, I will take care of it myself. We can't leave here before six months." Mo Wen said aggravated  tone.  Unknown, I didn't dare to be entangled without asking the iron. In addition, I knew the time to leave here, and it was not so eager to have hope.  When practicing Qi, Mo Wen does not mean to be distracted. Once the end of the world occurs, Taoists will not only be unable to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, they will not even be able to borrow the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to cast spells. If they want to do it, they can only consume their own accumulated spiritual energy. The emergence of this situation reflects  Heaven is just and fair. If not, after the end of the world, practitioners will be able to run wild. Without the supervision of Heaven, human nature will show its ugliest side. If there are no restrictions, a small number of practitioners can easily  influence the situation.  But there are no absolutes in everything. There is another way to replenish spiritual energy after the end of the world, and that is to swallow qi-replenishing pills.  However, Qi-boosting elixirs have always been difficult to smelt, and the quantity is so small that it can almost be ignored.  For a whole month, Mo Wen, apart from occasionally teaching Wu Ming to practice martial arts, spent the rest of his time meditating and practicing Qi. The coming of the end of the world was not directly related to him, but there was nothing wrong with "hoarding food to prepare for shortages". Here he  There is another deep-seated reason for the crazy gathering of spiritual energy, that is, once the three realms are isolated, the four sea dragons will lose their restraints, and they are very likely to land ashore to join the war.  When they arrived in early April, all the money they had brought with them was exhausted. Mo Wen originally wanted to go back to the Taoist Temple to get some, but after careful consideration he decided not to go back. If he went back to the Taoist Temple, Lao Wu would definitely come out with him. Although he was used to being with Lao Wu, Lao Wu  Wu now has a family and a family, and he can no longer let Lao Wu bump around with him.  No matter how chaotic the world is, there are still rich people, and there are also many people who are unkind for the sake of wealth. It is always okay to be softer, and if you don't give it, you will be beaten, and you will always be given.    Before I knew it, it was January again, and it was May. Mo Wen's body was extremely full of spiritual energy. Although he had not developed an inner alchemy method suitable for ordinary people to practice, his own inner alchemy cultivation had reached the state of transformation, and his spiritual energy had gathered.  At a certain level, essential changes begin to occur, the meridians gradually widen, the spiritual energy becomes purer, the power becomes more powerful, and the expansion and release becomes more arbitrary. Previously, it was only three or four miles under a single leap, but now it is flying across seven or eight miles without any need.  By leveraging the force of landing, the spiritual energy can reach up to ten feet.  Reaching this point is already the pinnacle that purple energy can reach, and it is also the ultimate that mortals can achieve. There is only one thing that needs to be done next, which is to completely eliminate the turbid energy from the body through practicing qi, and accumulate merit to ascend to the immortal world.  Mo Wen tried to refine the turbid qi from the wound on his right chest, but the effect was minimal after several days.  On May 15th, in the morning, Mo Wen was practicing Qi in his room when he suddenly heard the sound of fairy music coming from above. He had experienced similar things before and knew that this was a sign of heaven coming to welcome him.  Vision.  Since his own cultivation has reached the highest level that a mortal can achieve, Mo Wen was not surprised by the invitation from heaven. He went down to the ground, put on his shoes, straightened his crown and went out.  When I went out, the fairy music had stopped. Immortals of different levels had corresponding greeting etiquette. Earth Immortals were the lowest-ranking immortals. The etiquette was simple. There were only a few musicians who did not have greeting etiquette.  "Master, look quickly." Wuming pointed at an auspicious cloud above with a surprised look on his face.  "The Heavenly Official is coming soon, please stand aside and don't be rude." Mo Wenchong waved his hand to Wuming.  The Heavenly Official who arrived this time was a middle-aged man, wearing Heavenly Official soap clothes. He stepped on the clouds and walked up to the sky, facing south. He took a roll of yellow silk from the wooden tray held by the accompanying fairy boy and said, "Go up."  Qingtian Shuzi listened to the edict. "Blessings are boundless." Don't ask Jishou to salute.  "The Jade Emperor's edict: The Master of Heavenly Shu of the Qian Dao of the Qing Dynasty, upholds the truth of the Tao, is successful in practice, attains the rank of Earthly Immortal, and is promoted to the post. His words are as above." The Heavenly Official Zhan recited the edict.  Mo Wen was not surprised by the brevity of the decree. Earthly immortals are like handymen in heaven. There are many earthly immortals who only go to heaven to receive the decree once and then never go to heaven. The brevity of the decree is also reasonable. The guidance of heavenly immortals  The will will be longer, and the Golden Immortal will be longer.  "Blessings are immeasurable to the Heavenly Lord. The poor Taoist listens to the edict and expresses gratitude. Please ask the Holy Master to listen to the message. The poor Taoist has unfinished worldly affairs and cannot go to heaven to receive orders." Mo Wen refused directly. Every time he certified to a grade, the heavenly court would accept the instructions as usual.  But it is the Taoist himself who decides whether to ascend or not.  "You are young and promising, and your achievements in the future are bound to be limitless. Zhang has important things to do, so take the first step." The Tianguan in the sky said to Mo Wen.  "I am a poor man and I am overly polite. May I ask how many edicts Zhang Tianguan has issued from heaven this time?" Mo Wen asked with his hands raised. The ordinary edicts were carried out by Tianguan himself. He had never seen a fairy boy helping to carry the dishes.  There are rules in heaven, and there are some things that heavenly officials are not allowed to say, but Mo Wen has achieved the status of an earthly immortal at a young age. He may not be his boss in the future, and he cannot offend him too much. He can only point at the fairy boy.  Holding the wooden plate, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Zhang has already traveled to three places, and there are still these things that have not been conveyed. I am busy today, so I will talk to the real person when I have time."  .  The official returned the gift and took the fairy boy and several heavenly musicians to the east on the clouds.  After the Heavenly Official left, Wuming came up with a surprised look on his face, "Master, why don't you become an immortal?" "This Earth Immortal is a servant in the immortal world. Even if he is granted a title, it is only a piece of land, so it's not appropriate." Mo Wen said casually.  , he saw a lot of yellow silk on the wooden plate at a glance before. Due to his low position, he could not see the specific number, but there were always seven or eight volumes. Before that, Zhang Tianguan had gone to three places  , it is very rare to promote more than a dozen Earth Immortals at one time.  "Master, are you unwilling to accept the order because you are worried about me?" Wuming's eyes were red.  "Don't make random guesses. I have no intention of proving this Earthly Immortal." Mo Wen did not enter the house, but walked out to the door and sat down on the door pillar. It was the hour of the day, and the sun rose in the east, reflecting the brilliance of all things.  Although Wu Ming was naughty, he was very filial. He followed Mo Wen to the door and choked, "Master, I am dragging you down." "It's really none of your business. I wonder if Taoist Master Ma has told you about heaven before, Immortal  Unlike ordinary officials, they cannot be promoted once they are promoted. How can they be a small official who watches mountains and listens to stoves just after becoming a master?" Mo Wen said with a smile.  "Really?" Wuming was dubious.  "Of course." Mo Wen nodded.  "Master, how many kinds of gods are there?" Wuming's curiosity arose again.  "There are five levels of immortals. The founder of the Three Qing Dynasties is the Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, who is the supreme. Below him is the Daluo Jinxian as assistant, and below him are the Jinxian in charge, the heavenly immortal as an errand, and the last is the earthly immortal."Immortals have no real body, only spiritual consciousness.  "Mo Wen said. "Master, what immortal position do you want to achieve?  "Wu Ming came over. Mo Wen smiled when he heard this, waved his hand and said, "Pack your things, let's leave here.  " Wuming had already lived enough. Hearing Mo Wen's words, he cheered and ran into the house to pack his packages. Mo Wen stood up, closed his eyes and breathed. The heaven began to summon the immortals to ascend to indicate that the era of world destruction was coming. At this time  He is well prepared, and the spiritual energy accumulated in his body is enough to cope with unexpected changes when the world is destroyed. ¡°Master, where should we go now?  "Wuming jumped out with packages large and small. "Looking for a Taoist temple, I will be buried with you"
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