Where the wind chimes sound, there is a god

Chapter 44: The Hundred Tricks of the Priest
The carriage stopped in front of the attic, and two servants followed Zhang Yunsheng, carrying a three-foot-long wooden box and entering the shop.

Old Wu in the front hall stood up and asked, "This noble man, who are you?"

Zhang Yunsheng said in a gentle voice: "I am here to thank Mr. Chen. Is he home?"

"Oh, I'm here! I'm here!" Lao Wu breathed a sigh of relief and hurried to the back hall to inform.

Zhang Yunsheng stood in the front shop and looked around. Oil-paper umbrellas of different colors but identical shapes were hung on the wall or suspended in the air. The opened umbrellas were all exquisite landscape paintings or poems.

There are many wind chimes hanging in the house, on the door curtains, by the windows, and above the head. When the wind blows, clear and pleasant bell sounds will be heard in this quaint attic, which is very elegant.

In the back hall, Chen Beimo walked into the attic and said with a smile: "The eldest master has finally recovered."

Zhang Yunsheng hurried forward and bowed respectfully, "Thank you very much for your kindness, sir, and for bringing me back to health!

Today, Yun Sheng came to give you some ancient books. These are rare and precious books from my grandfather's family, all of which are ancient Zhou books from thousands of years ago. "

As he spoke, the two servants behind him opened the wooden box, which contained at least thirty ancient books, which were quite valuable.

Chen Beimo smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Master and Madam."

"You are too polite, sir!" Zhang Yunsheng waved his hand and said, "How can this little thing compare to your life-saving grace?"

Seeing that the other party seemed to have more to say, Chen Beimo smiled and invited him into the back hall, separated from the crowd, sat at a small table, and asked with a smile: "Young Master, if you have anything to say, just say it directly."

"Sir, my mother is grateful for your life-saving grace and asked me to thank you very much."

As Zhang Yunsheng spoke, he took out a stack of banknotes from his arms. He was very tactful and did not put it next to Chen Beimo to wait for him to receive it, but put it directly on the small table.

"Madam, you are too polite. This little thing is not worth mentioning." Chen Beimo did not refuse or respond. He just replied with this sentence.

"Sir, you should!" Zhang Yunsheng was obviously very smart. He quickly took out something wrapped in brocade from his sleeve and said with a smile, "In addition, I was lucky enough to find an ancient artifact from the ancient Zhou Dynasty at home. I wonder if it will be of any use to you, sir. Please take a look at it."

Chen Beimo's eyes became more serious after hearing this, and he looked at what the other person was holding in his hand.

It was a dark grey wooden block, obviously a broken object.

Zhang Yunsheng explained: "This is a piece of golden nanmu wood that is thousands of years old, but it has not decayed for thousands of years. It is a broken spirit tablet.

I wonder if it is useful to you, sir?"

Chen Beimo carefully picked up the broken spirit tablet with a brocade cloth. There were two words engraved on it. He happened to recognize these two ancient Zhou characters.

These are the two words "Dian Ling".

"It should be of some use." Chen Beimo nodded with a smile, "Your family and nobles are thoughtful.

If you have any problems in the future, you can come to me with this string of wind chimes. If I can help you, I will do my best. "

Zhang Yunsheng took the string of wind chimes with a happy look on his face. "Thank you, sir! Everyone in my uncle's mansion will do their best to find these antiques for you!"

It is naturally easier to talk to a smart person. You only need one sentence or one hint, and the other party will know what to do and how to satisfy his wishes. No wonder treacherous ministers are favored by many. There is no one in power who doesn't like this. Zhang Yunsheng treated him with great respect. In addition to being grateful for saving his life, he also wanted to continue his relationship with such a strange man as Chen Beimo, and keep it for the future.

After Zhang Yunsheng left, he picked up the silver bills on the table. Each one was worth thousands of taels, adding up to nearly ten thousand taels!
Is this the strength of a clan? It is impossible for Wuxingbo Mansion to come up with this stack of banknotes so easily. As expected, the real wealth is concentrated in the hands of the landlord clan.

However, he was not happy about the ten thousand taels of silver. Money, gold, silver, mansions, and power were all used for spiritual practice.

After receiving the banknote, he immediately picked up the broken wooden sign, went up to the attic and locked the small door.

Then he carefully placed the stone tablet on the table, took out the golden bell, and shook it gently. The golden bell suddenly floated up into the air on its own, emitting a golden sound wave that enveloped the broken wooden tablet. After a dozen breaths, the golden bell shook violently, causing the wind chimes downstairs to ring continuously, as well as the entire Xishui Street and countless bells in the Twelve Streets of Xifang to ring.

Chen Beimo quickly used the Kanshui method to flow the Qi into the golden bell, and the unusual movement subsided. However, it frightened Old Wu downstairs and made him nervous again.

The magic bell rang softly, and a magical power came to Chen Beimo's mind.

"The emperor issued an order to the ten thousand bells, the wind started and the bells rang, and the people offered sacrifices to the gods. He embraced the four seas and protected all directions.

When the temple of Shenyin is completed, there should be officials with various skills, and they should hang Fengduo, a precious instrument, and all the people should respect and worship it.

Priest's decree."

Chen Beimo was shocked for a long time before he woke up from the scene of people worshipping in his mind. At this moment, he realized that this was a Shinto treasure.

No wonder the use of supernatural powers does not seem like immortal magic, it requires status, chanting of spells and words, and the absorption of ancient energy from the mortal world. It turns out that this is Jinduo's fundamental supernatural power.

However, this magical power requires the people's faith and the establishment of a temple, which is very troublesome.

You must know that temples and gods that have not been conferred by the imperial court are all lewd and evil sacrifices. Once verified, the mountains will be cut down and the temples will be destroyed, and the gods and temple personnel will all be punished.

Moreover, with the Six Gods Department around, if one has some small magic or technique and wants to become a "god", it will be no joke if discovered and one will most likely be suppressed.

However, the priests in Jinduo are extremely skilled in hundreds of magic arts, which are extremely wonderful, but they all require divine power, that is, the power of incense and faith in the legend. Among them, there are many magic arts that use the power of heaven and earth to help practice.

Moreover, the divine power of the incense and faith will not fall on him, but will be collected into the golden bell. Then he will use his primordial spirit to refine the golden bell and control the divine way.

In this way, there would be no possibility of conflict between the power of incense and faith and the Kan water magic in his body.

Chen Beimo pondered for a long time and finally thought of a solution.

He left twenty or thirty women near Lingze Lake in Yunzhu Mountain, close to Fengguo.

If we build another stronghold in the mountains, gather the scattered people, offer sacrifices and build a temple, maybe it will succeed.

Moreover, the country of Feng was in constant war. Several princes and emperors from the local areas to the palace were fighting for the throne. The country of Feng was in great chaos. The impoverished local government could only hope that fewer thieves would come out of the mountains, and they were completely unable to control the mountains and forests.

In this way, the more Chen Beimo thought about it, the more he felt that there was a chance of success. After all, those women were confused about whether they were human or demons. Establishing faith would make it easier to succeed.

Once a temple is built and faith is gathered, the priest can then use his magic skills. He will have hundreds of magic skills, which will not only be more effective against the enemy, but can also use the energy of heaven and earth to help with cultivation.

(End of this chapter)