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Chapter 625: Shen Zongzhu, the Unemployed Wanderer
Chapter 625: Shen Zongzhu, the Unemployed Wanderer
In the southern region of the Divine Land, there was a place called Jianyang Prefecture.
It wasn't exactly a bustling area, but it was the first sizable city one would encounter on the road from Hongze to the Divine Dynasty's capital.
Along the way, Zi Yang had pulled countless strings, and his travel pass was covered in seals, ensuring a safe arrival.
Without the connections left by the Eastern Dragon King, they might have been stopped by the local authorities as soon as they entered the Divine Land's jurisdiction, and their backgrounds would have been thoroughly investigated.
Others might not have been afraid, as those with a clear conscience need not fear scrutiny, and they could have simply stated their intentions.
However, at this point, Zi Yang still didn't want to reveal that they were from Hongze. He preferred to downplay their origins and avoid any potential trouble.
"We've arrived."
Zi Yang lifted the curtain of the carriage and bowed to the short horse, expressing his gratitude for its company throughout the journey.
Then, he turned to look at the young man who was pretending to be asleep.
Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes, his gaze cold and distant.
The short horse had been casually swishing its tail, but the moment it met Shen Yi's gaze, it froze. Its eyes scanned Zi Yang and Shen Yi, finally settling on the black-robed man.
The previously mild-mannered young man now exuded a chilling killing intent as soon as he reached Jianyang Prefecture.
It was hard not to suspect that he might be here to cause trouble.
Fortunately, Shen Yi quickly noticed this and quickly composed himself.
The horse remained silent for a moment before resuming its tail-swishing.
Regardless of his intentions, with his strength, it would be difficult for him to cause any real trouble in Jianyang.
As the two alighted from the carriage, the horse slowly led the carriage back the way they had come.
"What happened?"
Zi Yang looked on curiously, and Zi Yang, being highly sensitive to emotional changes, also noticed Shen Yi's unusual state.
"Nothing."
Shen Yi sighed and rubbed his temples, feeling a slight headache.
The situation was more complicated than he had anticipated.
He had heard that the Immortal Court and the Divine Dynasty had some interactions, but he never imagined the connection to be so close. In other words, mortals from the Divine Land could ascend to the heavens, and immortals from the heavens could descend to the mortal realm at any time.
Zi Ling obtaining an immortal decree to go to the Royal Stables was likely a sign of her intention to descend to the mortal realm.
Shen Yi wasn't sure what her purpose was, but he always assumed the worst-case scenario. If that woman was heading to Hongze, it would be a significant matter.
Therefore, his first reaction was to test the waters.
He wanted to see if he could resolve the issue directly, even if it meant being prepared to give up his immortal status.
Using a stable keeper's position to ensure Hongze's safety was undoubtedly a worthwhile trade.
So, Shen Yi directly used the White Rhino Seal, seemingly to imprison Zi Ling and send her to the stables. However, during this process, if Zi Ling gave him the slightest opportunity, he would not hesitate to take her life.
But here, he encountered two problems.
Firstly, Zi Ling's reaction was flawless, leaving no room for criticism.
Secondly...
Whether it was an illusion or not, Shen Yi felt that the White Rhino Seal couldn't suppress the Purple Beard White Dragon.
Zi Ling's initial reaction wasn't fear but anger. Facing the mighty power of a true immortal, she didn't feel her life was in their control; she only felt humiliated.
Shen Yi had only cultivated for a few years, and it was hard to imagine the changes that ten thousand years could bring.
Zi Ling had already spent a full ten millennia in the Immortal Court.
Perhaps she had surpassed the countless lives in Hongze, even surpassing Shen Yi himself.
"Let's enter the city. I've already made the necessary arrangements."
Zi Yang handed the travel pass to the city guard, who was an ordinary mortal. Despite facing a Celestial Realm demon, he showed no unusual emotion, carefully examining the pass before stepping aside to let them pass.
Seeing this, Shen Yi raised an eyebrow.
He initially thought it was because the city guard had the backing of the Divine Dynasty, but as he stepped into the majestic city, what he saw caused a slight ripple in his heart.
The long street was bustling with people, similar to the former Great Qian. Most of the passersby were ordinary mortals.
Occasionally, a cultivator would pass by, and the people showed no fear, only a hint of envy in their eyes. Even a child playing in the street bumped into the leg of a white-robed cultivator.
The cultivator merely smiled, helped the child up, exchanged a few words with the child's guardian, and then left.
"..."
Shen Yi remained silent for a long time, finally understanding why the Eastern Dragon King was dissatisfied with the current state of Hongze.
After witnessing the situation in the Divine Land, returning to Hongze would indeed make one feel that something was amiss.
"In the land bathed in imperial aura, mortals live for five hundred years."
Zi Yang raised his palm and shook his head with a hint of emotion, "Living for a long time and seeing much, one naturally loses the innate fear of cultivators."
Hearing this, Shen Yi quietly gazed at the people on the roadside.
Who could remember that his initial wish was to find a place to live peacefully for three hundred years? If he had been transported to a place in the Divine Dynasty instead of BAI County, his wish would have been fulfilled without him lifting a finger.
As they stood there, a monk with his right shoulder exposed knocked gently on a door by the roadside. With humility, he clasped his hands and spoke a few kind words, finally convincing an old lady to hand over a bag of steamed buns.
Shen Yi's eyelids twitched.
Having experienced such a scene in his past life, he quickly came to accept it.
But he truly couldn't understand why a cultivator whose dangerous aura he could sense would beg for alms on the roadside.
At such an advanced stage, did they still need to eat?
"He's not begging for steamed buns, but for the aura of an emperor," Zi Yang explained softly.
The monk ate the steamed buns with satisfaction, chewing each bite and swallowing the faint yellow mist that clung to them.
After finishing his meal, he tidied up his appearance and bowed once more to the tightly shut door before turning to leave.
"Hmm."
Shen Yi suddenly developed a favorable impression of this so-called Divine Dynasty.
Having resolved his troubles, if he could find a job in this world, it seemed like a decent option.
With this thought, he followed Zi Yang towards the outskirts of the city.
...
A small temple in the outskirts.
Two flamboyantly dressed old disciples carried a broken wooden table outside the temple gate, while a group of people stood in line obediently.
Mortals only needed a travel permit to enter the city, but for cultivators...
To be honest, even Shen Yi felt that having some cultivation in the Divine Dynasty would lead to discrimination.
These two old disciples wanted to investigate their family background for eighteen generations, and if they found any blemishes, they would give them a scrutinizing look.
From the Essence Soul to Void stage to the White Jade Capital, none of them received a hint of kindness from the two old men.
"If you come to register voluntarily, you might be able to fill a vacancy. If you conceal your cultivation and are caught by the Earth God, it won't be so easy to explain..."
"The Immortal Court and the Imperial Court jointly govern the Divine Land. First, register with the Earth God, and he will help introduce you to the Governor of Jianyang."
Zi Yang whispered an explanation, knowing that the sudden transition from the master of Hongze to a wild cultivator queuing outside a temple was a difficult gap to bridge.
But since they were already there, Master Meng could only endure the slight inconvenience.
"Dao Realm?"
The two old disciples finally raised their heads, fixing their gaze on the black-robed youth before them, and then looking at the jade slip on the table, "Nan Yang Sect?"
"It's a small place, not well-known," Shen Yi didn't mind going through the formalities.
"So, he's a wandering immortal with good talent and profound cultivation. It's about time he descended to the mortal world." The two old disciples smiled and said earnestly, "Can you make clouds and rain?"
Having completed the path of unification, he was no longer a cultivator but a wandering immortal, qualified to enjoy the offerings of the Divine Dynasty.
"..."
Shen Yi fell silent. To be honest, he could do it, but he brought forth dark clouds and unleashed a bloody storm.
But clearly, these two old men weren't here to bring misfortune.
He could only shake his head lightly.
The old disciples didn't seem disappointed and continued, "What about dispelling calamities and bringing blessings?"
Shen Yi shook his head again.
"How about granting children?"
The two old disciples' faces changed slightly. Jianyang was a small place, and it was rare for a capable person to arrive. How could he not know how to do anything?
After Shen Yi shook his head for the third time, the two old men finally sighed, "How did your sect teach you? With such profound cultivation, you haven't even learned a single practical skill. You can't help with anything. How can you establish a temple and receive offerings from mortals?"
"Don't worry, Elder. My brother is most skilled in killing and fighting. He has great achievements in slaying demons and eliminating monsters..." Zi Yang had just approached to explain, but before he could finish, he was interrupted.
"You're a White Dragon. Can you make clouds and rain?"
"Yes, a little." Zi Yang nodded in surprise.
"Good, good." One of the immortal disciples took out a jade dish and placed it in Zi Yang's palm, "Go to the yamen to register within three days and become a rainmaker, serving the Divine Dynasty. Your future is limitless."
The other immortal disciple then looked at Shen Yi and explained helplessly, "In the land of the Divine Dynasty, where would there be demons daring to cause trouble? Even if there are a few escaped demons, they are not something a wandering immortal like you can handle. I suggest you quickly learn a cooking skill or focus on cultivation. Don't get involved in mortal affairs. Wait until you've completed your training before descending the mountain to gain experience."
Cooking skills...
Shen Yi looked down at his palms, suddenly feeling at a loss.
Qinghua had become an immortal official in the heavens, surrounded by eighth-grade supervisors. Yet, he was rejected in the mortal world.
"Sigh."
The old disciple glanced at him comfortingly.
Wandering immortals from small sects were the most awkward.
If they were disciples of a major sect, they would retreat into the mountains, untouched by mortal affairs, and only needed to cultivate upwards to pluck the Dao fruit.
If their lineage was unbroken, they would greet their ancestors in heaven and become immortal officials.
The young man before them undoubtedly had profound cultivation compared to the old disciples, but within the Divine Dynasty... there was truly no place to display his abilities.
Neither here nor there, he was stuck in the middle.
If it required killing, the other party wasn't a True Immortal, and their cultivation was too low.
Doing something useful for the common folk, this person couldn't lower themselves. The old Immortal children had seen this situation far too many times, and it was truly difficult to persuade them.
After all, even as a scattered Immortal, he had the word 'Immortal' attached to his name, and it was normal to have a bit of pride and rely on his identity.
Just then, a figure hurried over.
"I have urgent matters to attend to, please forgive me."
The monk with his right shoulder exposed rushed through the crowd, bowed to everyone, and then took out a Buddhist talisman, placing it gently on the table. "I wish to meet the Land God of Jianyang Prefecture. Please pass on my request."
The two old boys glanced at the talisman and quickly stood up from behind the broken wooden table, pushing Shen Yi aside. They bowed respectfully, "It's an honor to have you here, Master. Please follow us."
Watching as the ascetic monk was led into the Land God Temple by the two, the rest of the people seemed accustomed to this, showing no signs of disagreement.
"..."
Zi Yang tugged at Shen Yi's sleeve and whispered, "I misjudged him earlier. This person is extraordinary. Although he's not an Immortal or an official of the Divine Dynasty, he's a monk."
"What kind of monk is he?" Shen Yi glanced sideways.
"It's a cultivation realm unique to one of the Three Teachings, the Bodhimanda Sect. Among the Bodhimanda Sect disciples, those who earn the title of 'monk' are at least comparable to Seventh Rank Immortal Officials, and some even reach the Sixth Rank. Judging by his age, he likely has considerable experience."
"Monks travel the world, subduing demons with their physical bodies and saving the common folk. It's like searching for a master. Once their training is complete, they have the opportunity to become disciples of a Bodhimanda Sect elder and attain the Arhat Fruit, gaining status and strength comparable to Fifth Rank Immortal Officials."
Zi Yang sighed with envy, "What a pity. This monk clearly has urgent matters. Otherwise, if you could have befriended him, you would have gained a connection to the Three Teachings."
Shen Yi's thoughts wandered. He was more concerned with practical matters.
Even this monk, equivalent to a Seventh Rank Immortal Official, had to beg for food on the road... How could he, Shen Yi, even find food?
Could he really learn the art of midwifery?
Relying on helping others give birth to fight the Purple Beard White Dragon in the heavens?
"Don't worry. There are many officials in the Divine Dynasty, and Jianyang Prefecture isn't lacking in people. Other places might need them... If all else fails, we can still seek opportunities in the various Immortal Sects."
The newly appointed Rain-Praying Envoy held a jade dish in his hand, comforting the suddenly unemployed Master Shen.
"Thank you."
Shen Yi was merely surprised, and having just experienced the treatment of an Immortal Official, he felt a bit disheartened for a moment. However, he didn't belittle himself too much.
It was normal to face setbacks; otherwise, those Dao Realm cultivators wouldn't be pushed around in the Immortal Court.
Since he had registered, he turned to leave.
Suddenly, the door of the Land God Temple was slowly pushed open.
Accompanied by a short, tattered old man, the monk slowly stepped out and clasped his hands together towards the front, "Greetings, fellow Immortal."
"I heard from your companion that you excel in slaying demons and eliminating evil. Is this true?"
"..."
Under everyone's gaze, Shen Yi slowly stopped and turned back. After a moment's thought, he nodded slightly, "I'm not bad at it."
After all, in these years, he seemed to have done nothing else.
But if he remembered correctly, the Immortal child had said that no demons or evil beings dared to cause trouble within the Divine Dynasty.
Upon hearing this, the short old man's face changed slightly.
As the Land God of Jianyang Prefecture, he was only at the Heaven Realm cultivation level. However, even if a roaming True Immortal visited this place, they were required to report to the Land God Temple.
He had seen countless extraordinary people.
But this was the first time he had seen someone dare to boast about their demon-slaying skills before a monk. Did this person not understand what a monk did?
"In that case, I have a request."
The young ascetic monk's face turned slightly embarrassed. "I'm on my first trip down the mountain for training, and I lack experience. If you can accompany me, that would be best. But I have no valuables to offer..."
Before he finished speaking, everyone around, including Zi Yang, had their emotions stirred.
It was normal for a monk to have no valuables to offer. What he could give was only his sincerity.
Sincerity from one of the Three Teachings, the Bodhimanda Sect! Zi Yang tightly gripped Shen Yi's sleeve, wishing he could agree on his behalf.
However, after a moment's thought, Shen Yi slightly raised his eyes. "If you have no valuables, then the path of the monk..."
As soon as he said this, Zi Yang's eyelids twitched.
He hadn't realized how thick-skinned Master Shen was, asking for the Bodhimanda Sect's unique teachings right off the bat.
But what surprised him even more was that the ascetic monk patted his forehead and laughed, "Oh, I never thought of this! It seems this can be my reward!"
(End of Chapter)
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