At this moment, there are two waves of people in the Qishan Mountain Temple.

Zhao Qi only glanced at it slightly, and he could tell it from the distance between their respective fires, their clothes, and even their subtle habits.

It's just that after Zhao Qi saw that the tribute statue of the god of Qishan Mountain, which was seriously damaged and had long been unrecognizable, and even the offering table was demolished as firewood, Zhao Qi couldn't help but sigh when he was so distracted.

The 3,000-mile Qi Mountain, spanning half of Kuangzhou, has a population of nearly hundreds of thousands of people in several surrounding counties. It can be called a vast land, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is to feed all things and give birth to Buddhas in ten thousand families.

But in fact, according to Zhao Qi's knowledge, among the three thousand miles of Qi Mountain, there is only one temple that really serves this Qishan mountain god!

As for the incense or something...... Look at this and see what the reality is! And the god of Qishan Mountain itself did not have the slightest divine wonder early on, just like a clay wooden statue!

And according to Zhao Qi in the past few days, he has limited access to the county chronicles, county chronicles, and a series of miscellaneous books purchased from the Chunyue County Mansion.

The status quo similar to the Qishan Mountain God is not unique in the entire Tianyou Realm, just like all the qi related to the gods in the whole world has been cut off by life, and there is no soil for the survival of the gods and gods in the world for a long time.

This is a real middle demon, even a world close to a high demon!

There are gods in the heavens, there are gods in the earth, there are mountain gods in the mountains, there are water gods in the water, there are gods in people, and there are ghosts and gods...... All things have spiritual charm, which is the right reason.

But the scenery of the extinction of all gods in this world and the only existence of "people" is also worth Zhao Qi's contemplation.

Of course, now is not the time to think about these gods and ghosts, because Zhao Qi pushed the door in, and everyone who was here to warm up had already been called back to watch.

In Zhao Qi's field of vision, there were only two people sitting around the fire that was far away from the tattered mountain god statue.

Among the two men, a handsome young man in soap-colored clothes and a sword crown on his head. and an eleven or twelve-year-old boy beside him with a pale face, carrying a sheathed sword on his back, with a graceful face and a graceful figure, who looked like a scholar, but more like a maid.

The handsome boy in soapy clothes didn't show the slightest concern for Zhao Qi at all, just watched his scholar quietly roasting dry food. However, his scholar felt it, turned his head to take a look, and after seeing that it was just a poor Taoist priest, he snorted disdainfully, and turned his head to his son-in-law and smiled with a low eyebrow.

Zhao Qi didn't care much about this, he looked around the two of them slightly, and after an indescribable "tsk" sound came out from the corner of his mouth, he turned his head to look away.

And directly below the statue of the god of Naqi Mountain, there are three fires close to each other, and the hula is full of people around them, and there are nearly twenty people in a slight sweep.

They are all dressed in uniform neat gray and black warrior suits, and on the side of the statue are also leaning on a few flags, vaguely visible are some "only my martial arts", "Weiyuan" and other boastful words, it seems that this group of people is a dart.

Compared with the two people before, as soon as Zhao Qi got old, the people on the other side of the dart game all looked at him vigilantly.

However, after seeing a very young and ordinary trail, most people withdrew their gaze. But even so, there were still several people who looked up and down Zhao Qi's side for a long time before shifting their gaze for the next time.

But in Zhao Qi's perception, those people didn't let down their vigilance at all from his side, but became more nervous, but they all secretly endured it.

But this is also normal, dart walking, alert, heavy-minded, self-controlled, especially not nosy, unwilling to make extraneous branches. These are all very good qualities, and Zhao Qi is very satisfied.

However, since there were already people in this mountain temple, Zhao Qi still planned to express some kindness, after all, there was no great hatred between each other, so why bother to make a bitter hatred?

He arched his fist and said to the four sides: "I'm sorry, everyone, I originally wanted to enter the mountain of prayer overnight. Who wants to have to stay here in the event of a rainstorm at night, it's really disturbing. ”

Before the words fell, in the crowd opposite, a middle-aged man stood up from the fire in the middle, with a rough appearance, full of sideburns and beards like steel brushes, and as soon as he opened his mouth, the sound was like a bell, and there were flying ashes falling on the beams of the broken mountain temple: "Don't get in the way, don't get in the way." In Xu Kuohai, Weiyuan Dart Bureau, Qingxi County, Xia Kuangzhou, everyone is out of the house, and it is convenient to do it, and this place is not unique to my family, and the head of the trail does not need to be polite. ”

After saying that, he sat down again, and it didn't seem that he was going to invite Zhao Qi over to have a fire or something.

And this is when Zhao Qi discovered that in the middle of the twenty people in the Weiyuan Dart Bureau, there was a young dart master sitting next to the middle-aged man. However, although this dart master is also dressed as a gray dart master, he is handsome, quite beautiful, and even more arrogant between his eyebrows, and has a tendency to look down on anyone.

"Hey, it's also a Xibei cargo. The so-called men pretending to be women are really boring. I really don't know if the girls who think of doing this, whether they want others to be blind, or whether they want others to be blind. Seeing this, Zhao Qi complained a few words in his heart about this commonplace online text routine.

But he didn't say anything more, he randomly found some rotten wood and things to start a fire in other places in this broken temple of Qishan, and then turned his back to the people on both sides, bent his fingers, and thought that there was a wisp of yin fire in the void, and in an instant, a fire was made.

After finishing it, Zhao Qi sat cross-legged on the edge of the fire, his eyes lowered, lingering with a little flame, and it seemed that he had fallen asleep like this.

In the past few days in Chunyue County, Zhao Qi used the gold and silver scavenged from Deacon Nasang's house to buy all kinds of miscellaneous records in the county bookstore, or other books.

Even in the Heavenly Unitary Realm, between mortals and monks, there are countless heavenly chasms, and there is basically no intersection, and all kinds of supernatural spells, Taoist techniques, martial arts, and other secret books that contain extraordinary power are impossible to buy with gold and silver.

But after Zhao Qi's large amount of wealth was spent, he could naturally hear a few slight sounds.

At the very least, Zhao Qi saw the description of the cultivator level in this world from a travelogue that was about to be broken, and this was already a big harvest that ten thousand gold could not get!

"The thirteen layers of Qi training, the nine-fold platform of the foundation, the upper, middle and lower knots, as well as the Yuan Infant and the Avatar...... Tut-tut, why is there a kind of setting of a third-rate fairy? It's too rough and too distracting. ”

In Zhao Qi's eyes, the repeated yin fire formed countless delicate and crystalline seal texts, born and extinguished, gathered and dispersed. Faintly, it is already gathered into a side of the five virtues circulation, order recklessly, and the banner of the emperor Xuanshang entangled in yin and fire!

The metaphysical is the way, and the metaphysical is the instrument.

In the same way, cultivators can also return to their roots, interpret the Tao with instruments, and refine their worldview, cosmology, and outlook on life into tools that carry the Tao, so as to expound and multi-faceted the world above the void, engrave it in the void, and express it in their own avenue.

To observe these artifacts is to comprehend the Tao and Reason, the Law and the Meaning of those existences.

is just like Zhao Qi's own "Taiyi Divine Wheel".

In this time and space, the mirrors, towers, and flags held by those three Dao Monarchs are the ultimate Dao fruits of the various root laws in this time and space!

Since he wants to be a Daotian native with red roots, how could Zhao Qi leave a flaw in his own exercises?

Daojun can't get it. But putting on the registered vest of a Taoist monarch's extralegal transmission and then branching observer, Zhao Qi was barely a little sure.