Chapter 62: Is it a Dragon?!

  Otherwise, making such a big fuss by oneself without any explanation. How did one's own skills and those articles come out of thin air?

  So Liu Yi smiled and said: "No wonder you don't know, come and take a look at this spiritual realm of mine!"

  Do not look at what is contrary to propriety, do not listen to what is contrary to propriety. Mr. He is a great Confucian scholar and also came to visit Liu Yi. Naturally, he would not have passed by the host's house without going through it, and then looked around in front of Liu Yi's tomb.

  At this time, Liu Yi's invitation was heard. He slowly closed his eyes and looked at it with his heart, seeing a radiant light shining in the midst of a vast expanse of darkness. The radiant light illuminated a piece of land, about 100 mu in size. There were mountains and rivers undulating, grass and trees fragrant with flowers. It seemed that there was also a white-clothed fairy-like girl, chasing butterflies in the flower cluster.

  As soon as he saw him, Mr. He opened his eyes slowly and showed a look of longing: "I understand!"

  "For the yin earth, the five directions are mutually restraining, the five qi condense and converge, carrying the weight of rivers, seas, mountains, forests, and houses." Liu Yi said lightly. This contains many principles, even the path he would take in the future is contained within. It's just that at this time, it's not necessary to elaborate.

  "This is truly amazing!" He Junzhi said.

  After visiting Liu Yi, He Jun's expression turned cold and silent as he walked down the mountain. Zhai Leng asked strangely: "Master, I saw you were so happy when you first arrived today, why did you become silent now!"

  He Junzi was speechless for half a day. As the sun began to set in the west, farmers shouldered their hoes and returned home. Smoke from cooking rose gently into the air.

  After a long while, he said: "I originally thought that my learning was not bad and could be used to teach disciples. Today, I saw the Land God, and only then did I realize how short-sighted I was!"

  Sighing, he gazed in the direction of the setting sun for a long time before saying: "Those who walk can be deceived, those who travel can be misled, and those who fly can be shot down. As for dragons, I do not know how they ride the wind and clouds to ascend to heaven. Now that I see the god of the land, is he like a dragon?"

  But then a red sun had already slanted down to the west, with birds flying back home. In the distance, there was a long strip of cloud that was dyed with a layer of golden light by the sun, and from afar, it looked like a flying golden dragon?

  As he watched the cow cart disappear into the distance, Liu Yi felt equally melancholic. He had used up all his tricks today and hoped they would be of some use!

  Unfortunately, He Junzhi is just a scholar. His reputation is great, but he has no official position. The places where he can help himself are limited...

  Although he thought so, Liu Yi clearly knew a truth: Heaven helps those who help themselves.

  No matter how much effect it can have, you should always do your own things well.

  One must have a strong foundation to forge iron, and even if opportunities fall from the sky, only those who are prepared can take advantage of them.

  See off He Jun and his two apprentices, Liu Yi became busy again. Not only did he have to help guide the rice transplanting, but also had to be busy with his own spiritual construction.

  It's hard to say whether rice seedlings are better transplanted or directly sown. Liu Yi didn't quite understand this either.

  However, not all land is suitable for transplanting, and the randomness of broadcasting is too great. Moreover, the survival rate is low, and poor irrigation in the future will reduce yields by a lot, etc.

  Even if the transplanting method is more advanced than the broadcasting method, Liu Yi has invested all his family's assets in these thousand mu of rice paddies and doesn't dare to experiment recklessly...

  However, as these days passed by, most of the common people had mastered the technique of transplanting seedlings. Liu Yi was then able to shift most of his energy into his spiritual realm.

  It turns out that Liu Yi's mountain god position has been condensed, but it is not complete. The spiritual energy of Fenglai Mountain that he grasps is only one-tenth of the entire mountain range's spiritual energy. He does not have control over the entire Fenglai Mountain.

  So, in these days, Liu Yi once again immersed himself in the spiritual veins. The entire mountain's spiritual energy was as complex and intricate as the blood vessels and meridians of the human body, and only by fully controlling it could one be considered the true deity of this mountain.

  As Liu Yi's potential was repaired, the spiritual veins moved towards him, and appeared on the mountain god's jade seal in his hand like a pattern. It also marked that Liu Yi had more control over this great mountain.

  The spiritual realm changed again, slowly expanding once more. A thick fog gradually rose up, blocking the line of sight.

  This world still has no underworld or hell. This spiritual realm is just a projection attached to the real earth and exists.

  Those with a discerning eye can see through this spiritual realm at a glance. This is not conducive to secrecy.

  This time, Liu Yi solved this problem. The realm of the gods is mysterious and unpredictable, how can it be allowed for people to pry into at will?

  However, after a while, Shen Tu Hu came to the Bàn Shān Temple again. This time he didn't come alone, there were several people behind him, each with a fierce and powerful aura. They were obviously skilled warriors, arriving in two horse-drawn carriages.

  One of them was a man wearing a cloak made of bird feathers, looking rather strange amidst the colorful surroundings.

  But the air above was clear and faintly golden, only this gold color seemed a bit strange, as if it were quite different from the golden divine light of Fang Sheng's day.

  "This person is a cultivator, and not from the Qingyang Sect." Liu Yi quickly distinguished this out, looking at the bird feather cloak this person was wearing, his expression turned strange for a moment, secretly thinking: "Could it be that this is the so-called Feathered Knight?"

  In this world, roughly during the Han Dynasty of Liu Yi's original world, there was no mature cultivation system. However, there were ancient wizards passed down from above, as well as alchemists who had emerged hundreds of years ago with elixirs and immortality medicines. Moreover, there were also slowly rising feathered warriors...

  This Yu Shi is different from Fang Shi, Fang Shi refines the elixir, while Yu Shi practices Qi. This Yu Shi emphasizes the absorption of essence and spirit, so those who wear feathers are fantasizing about flying to heaven like birds!

  However, it's said that the distinction between Wu Shi and Fang Shi is not so clear-cut after all, with some overlap between the two. Wu Shi also has alchemy, while Fang Shi also has breath training.

  However, the person in front of him was wearing feathered clothes and was clearly a Feathered Warrior!

  After figuring out his identity, looking at the golden light on top of him again, Liu Yi vaguely recognized it. What is this golden light? It's clearly moonlight!

  This feathered warrior's cultivation is indeed not weak. Liu Yi thought for a moment, just wanting to take a look at the cultivation methods of this world!

  Several strong men carried boxes and walked up the mountain, looking extremely heavy.

  Liu Yi recalled the last time he had asked Qi Sheng for gold and silver. His heart skipped a beat, surely this box wasn't filled with all of it?

  That wooden box was so heavy that even four strong men had difficulty lifting it!

  Naoyoshi was originally relaxed all over his face, but when he came to the mountain waist, he hadn't seen the temple yet, and he began to become serious.