Chapter 4: The Divine Ability of Clairvoyance

  In the midst of silence, Su Hu suddenly stood up, came to the front of the land temple, slightly bowed his body, and began to move the temple, shouting:

  "What are you still standing there for? Come and lend a hand, people in the village are waiting to be rescued!"

  At this time, someone hesitated, "This is outside, usually just a casual greeting, but when it comes to the village...it's not quite right!"

  Wang Er saw it and immediately got angry, directly kicked Qi Da to the ground, and Qi Qin rushed to help him up.

  Wang Er arrived at the temple and knelt down to kowtow, then went forward to lend a hand, saying: "Hurry up and move, your life is almost gone, what are you afraid of?"

  Several young people then came to their senses and rushed forward to help.

  The sedan chair was not heavy, weighing around 100 catties, and four people could carry it steadily to the village entrance.

  The familiar scenery at ordinary times was like a monster with its bloody mouth open in the eyes of the crowd, making the villagers shudder.

  It was another hesitation, at this time a surge of heat came from the Land Temple, Su Hu suddenly felt warm and had energy, called Wang Er and others, no longer hesitant, rushed to the threshing ground.

  The big Han with a knife scar was enjoying the thrill of it, when a white light flashed in the corner of his eye, and he spotted Su Hu and his group, especially the figure in the white light within the Land Temple.

  Suddenly filled with great hatred, "How can there still be ancestral spirits in this land?", he loudly roared: "Kill them all, don't let them reach the altar. Whoever kills the ancestral spirit will be rewarded with ten living people."

  No wonder it's a fierce ghost, it immediately discovered something was wrong and rushed up with dozens of fierce ghosts.

  Fang Ming took a deep breath, knowing it was a matter of life and death. He no longer hesitated to use his divine power, and a white light burst out, engulfing the ferocious ghost and reducing it to nothing but ash.

  The Great Han saw this and ordered: "Don't care about the temple, deal with those four people carrying the temple, suck out their vitality!"

  Moreover, he took the lead in rushing up, and Wang Er suddenly felt a chill wind blowing in his face, and his feet trembled.

  Fang Ming furrowed his brow and came out of the temple. The ghosts saw a flash of white light, and a young man rushed out of the temple. This young man's body was extremely solid, surrounded by white aura, and with a few steps forward, he punched out a fierce ghost, whose soul flew away in disarray.

  The scar-faced man hesitated for a moment "Isn't that the ancestor's spirit?" Then his killing intent grew stronger, he charged forward and suddenly appeared in front of Fang Ming.

  "Kill!" Fang Ming charged forward with a punch, his hand shining with white light.

  The big Han's face revealed a sly smile, and with a flash of black light in his hand, a long knife suddenly appeared. "Puff!" The long knife came down, and Fang Ming barely managed to dodge by rolling sideways, but he only felt a shock on his body, and a black light flashed past, causing severe pain in his chest.

  The next moment, Fang Ming saw this man sneer and raise his knife again.

  He instinctively rolled away and dodged the blade, the big man laughed wildly: "I'm almost a fierce ghost, not someone you can stop, today I'll use you to test my knife!"

  Fang Ming's face was expressionless, his eyes glanced over, as he had restrained the ghosts, and before leaving the temple, he had also infused a large amount of divine power into Su Hu and the other four people. The Land Temple had already been moved to the threshing ground, where it was being offered on an altar.

  The Great Han was shocked: "Why does this person still have a hopeful look? Not good, could it be that there is still an ancestral spirit in the temple?" He thought of ordering the ghosts to stop the villagers.

  Unfortunately, it was too late, and with a collective "hiss" from the crowd, the Land Deity had already been safely placed on the altar.

  At this moment, Fang Ming felt a vigorous and majestic incense wish force continuously pouring into the land temple god statue from the altar, and then through the god statue connected to the divine job talisman in his body. The talisman sucked in the incense wish force like a whale sucking water, and was wrapped in white air. In an instant, the white air dispersed, revealing a brand new talisman. Fang Ming took one look and understood its meaning: "Rank 9 Qingyu Village Land God Position".

  A surge of divine power emanated from the divine throne, pouring continuously into Fang Ming's body. The big Han only saw his opponent suddenly enveloped in white light, and after a moment, the white light dispersed. The young man had transformed: the previous injuries had vanished, the traditional historical attire had turned into a ninth-grade official uniform, holding a golden seal in his hand, with an air of majesty, staring coldly at him.

  Han felt a chill in his heart and had already intended to retreat.

  Fang Ming's face flashed with a fierce aura, and he threw the golden seal at the big Han. The golden seal swelled up in the wind, growing to the size of several meters. The big Han's expression turned ferocious, and he let out a loud roar, swinging his knife to chop at the golden seal. With a clang, the long knife snapped in two. The golden seal didn't hesitate, imprinting itself on the big Han's body. Amidst the flashing white light, black air continuously erupted from the ground. Fang Ming coldly laughed and retrieved the golden seal. At this point, there was nothing left on the ground.

  Look around, "Big brother!" There are fierce ghosts who want to rush up and avenge. "Let's retreat first!" This is what the looter wants to run away with.

  Fang Ming didn't bother with it, and with a flash of white light under his feet, he instantly arrived at the Land Temple. "This Earth Escape Technique is indeed a must-have for the land, very convenient." Arriving at the main hall, sitting in the master's seat, feeling the scene of Qingyu Village within a radius of ten miles being grasped, he couldn't help but secretly say: "Is this the power of a genuine Land? Indeed formidable."

  Seeing that the ghosts of Qingyu Village had already retreated, he let out a cold laugh. "You think you can just do something and then run away? What a joke! There's no such good thing in this world." He said with his mouth: "Begin!"

  Suddenly, a white light stronger than the Grand Festival rose from the Earth Temple, transformed into a white pillar, and a white wave centered on it surged to all sides. The ghosts swept by the waves let out miserable cries, and after a few moments, they turned into black smoke.

  The villagers of Qingyu Village heard a voice in their hearts at this time: "The ghosts have been destroyed, you can go now!" Su Hu and Wang Er immediately cheered: "It's the Land God, the Land God has manifested!" After cheering, they burst into tears. Qingyu Village no longer had to live in fear every day, and looking at the dry corpses on the ground made them cry even more.

  March 15th, light rain.

  The rain was drizzling, adding a hint of sadness to Qingyu Village.

  At this time, Qingyu Village was almost every family wearing mourning clothes, and from time to time, there were cries that made people's hearts cold.

  At this time, the muddy yellow land was even more difficult to walk on, causing a young man dressed as a catcher to complain endlessly, saying: "Master, this road is really hard to walk on, much worse than the roads in Qingxi Village."

  His master was a middle-aged man with a rugged appearance, his hands covered in calluses, and a glint of sharpness in his eyes. He scolded with a smile: "We who serve as constables must run through the ten miles around, making it familiar to our hearts, or we can't eat this official rice. You little brat are even more pampered than the girls from Xiangyu Building, if you can't bear this hardship, hurry back! If it weren't for your brother-in-law asking me, I wouldn't have brought you along!"

  Qingyu Village reported the matter of the ghostly invasion to the county government at dawn, and the county magistrate was shocked. He immediately sent someone to investigate.

  Xiao Buqiang cried out in alarm: "It's not that I'm afraid of hardship, but rather I'm afraid of death! Master, this household is full of desiccated corpses, it's making my heart feel extremely uneasy. Could there really be evil spirits here? This 'ghost washing the village' business was just something I heard from the storytelling master, I didn't think it would actually happen!"

  The expression of the big Han who caught the head also turned serious, saying: "This is a real thing, you must be careful when you go down to the village next time. This Qingyu Village is still good, and it has suddenly had an ancestral spirit, so it's been preserved. A real washing village, not even one person is left, that scene, tsk, tsk, it's really miserable!"

  "But this ancestral spirit business is a bit suspicious, sir, what do you think?" The big man rubbed his chin and looked at the leader of the Taoist priests, an old man dressed in a dignified manner.

  The old Taoist's hair was already half white, and at this time he stroked his sparse beard, saying: "I've seen the corpse, its vitality is exhausted, its body is completely withered, it's indeed the work of a ghost. As for the ancestral spirit, it doesn't seem to be anything out of the ordinary, my talismans haven't reacted, it looks like it's not a malevolent spirit."

  Because there are many evil spirits in the world, Da Qian Taizu established the Forbidden Ghost Agency. At first, it only had seven ranks and was specifically responsible for dealing with ghosts that harm people. There were branches of this agency in every county and prefecture, but they didn't usually handle much business. Most of the time, the positions were filled by disciples of various Taoist sects who wanted to earn some merit and accumulate some imperial aura to aid their cultivation. Over the past 200 years, the Human Emperor had no choice but to rely heavily on them, constantly adding ranks. Now, the head of the Forbidden Ghost Agency has a rank of third-grade, one level higher would put it on par with the Six Ministries, at which point the Forbidden Ghost Agency should be renamed the Forbidden Ghost Department. This old Taoist is the head of the Forbidden Ghost Agency in the county, with an official rank of ninth-grade, while the other six agencies are all full ninth-grade.

  The Taoist said, "No matter what its origin was before, once it's on the altar, heh heh, that's when it's out of control, and can only obediently protect one side of peace and security. From then on, it can't escape, and if there's any disobedience, it will be burned to death by the altar's spiritual power. This spirit is quite capable, but this move is so unwise! Alas, where is the carefree nature of our Taoist sect? Even if one can't become a true immortal in life, they can still transform into a ghost cultivator after death and climb the path to immortality!" The tone was full of disdain for what the other party had done.

  The Taoists of this world are skilled in the art of cultivating and refining Qi, can perform rituals, capture evil spirits, and some can even read Feng Shui, predict fortune, and assist dragons to ascend to heaven. Their ultimate goal is to attain immortality and become a deity, but unfortunately, no one has achieved it yet. They are divided into:

  Taoist: Having received the Taoist teachings, I begin to cultivate my energy.

  Exorcist: Can drive out ghosts, perform small-scale rituals.

  Grandmaster: Profound skills, can perform large-scale rituals, expel evil spirits, can accept disciples, and pass on Taoist teachings.

  True Man: Cultivating Qi to Great Completion, Achieving a Flawless Dao Body, with a lifespan of one hundred and fifty years.

  Xian: A legendary realm, with no actual records up to now.

  Fang Ming was just beside them, listening to the three people's conversation, and gained a deeper understanding of the Daqian imperial court and the Daoist sect. At this moment, he focused his mind and took a glance at the top of the three people's heads, and suddenly saw a strange scene.

  Only three people's heads were visible, each with a fundamental destiny aura rising high above them. The aura of the two captors was white, and around the original destiny aura of the captor head, there were more than a dozen strands of white aura gathered together. The captor only had one strand of white aura, and he knew that this was the aura brought by being a captor.

  But that Taoist was different, his innate energy was also white energy, but it was thick and robust. A cluster of white energy floated above the top, constantly transforming into a layer of pale white light, spreading throughout the body in a wave-like pattern. The white energy on the top of the head gradually decreased, occasionally a small stream of white energy would surge out from the direction of the county town's void, replenishing the energy cluster. Suddenly enlightened, I realized that once a Taoist practitioner takes office, they will draw upon the imperial court's energy to support their own cultivation.

  No wonder the great ancestor of the Dahan did not give a high position to the Forbidden Ghost, and later generations were ignorant and could not withstand the activities of the Taoist sect, finally opening this gap. However, the court officials still had insightful people who suppressed it, otherwise there would have been another case like Lin Lingsu in the Song Dynasty.

  Fang Ming meditated again, seeing a pure white primordial energy rising high, with dense white air at the top, transforming into a seal, slightly transparent, with about one-third of the white air filling it. The top of his head was operating with white energy, and his divine power was also white, stored within himself, clearly distinct from each other.

  "This divination technique is indeed a great divine ability, capable of seeing one's fate and fortune. With this technique, I will be much more convenient in my future actions and use of people." Fang Ming pondered: "This entering dreams and divining aura divine ability far surpasses the local earth god's duties, it seems that it should be related to the promotion of divine positions. In the previous life, the position of the earth god was suppressed by the heavenly court, and there was no promotion for tens of thousands of years, so there were no spiritual anomalies. I didn't expect that in this life, I could absorb incense and wishes to promote myself, and even derive a divine ability from it."

  Entering the divine realm can break through the separation of yin and yang, greatly benefiting the other party, even to the extent of having golden millet dreams, daydreams, etc., which is vastly different from the method of entrusting dreams that can only be done by believers on the land of their past lives during nighttime sleep, apparently advanced by an unknown degree.

  At this time, the land's innate divine abilities include:

  Earth Escape Technique: Can be used within a 10-mile radius of Qingyu Village, arriving instantly.

  Fertilization Technique: Consumes spiritual power to fertilize the land of Qingyu Village, with a fertilizer effect similar to soil fertilizers.

  Exorcism ritual: can drive away the six domesticated animal diseases, can cure minor illnesses of the six domesticated animals, cannot cure humans.

  Fertility Technique: Consumes a large amount of spiritual energy, increases the chances of getting pregnant.

  As for other things, they are all applications of divine power. Anyone with divine power can slowly explore them on their own, and they do not count as divine abilities.