God Simulator

Zhang Cheng had no choice but to agree to Monk Qing's request.

He often goes out to collect herbs, and he knows that there are dangers outside the villages and towns of Jindan Kingdom, and it is difficult for him and Zhang Ye to survive in the wilderness. There is no otherworldly fairyland in this world. If there was, it would have been occupied by Feng Danzi long ago.

Monk Qing gave each of the two brothers a masking cloth.

"Our lineage worships the god "Meichibo" and is a follower of Lord Meichibo. Put on this cloth and follow me."

He took the two brothers all the way into the depths of a cave.

There is a stone statue standing in the cave. The statue looks like a monk with a blurred face. He sits cross-legged on the ground and seems to be beating a wooden fish.

There were many men and women standing around, all covering their faces with cloth.

Monk Qing clasped his hands together, nodded to the stone statue and said, "Follow me."

"I often tell people in the world that if the mind is not moved, there will be no suffering or pain."

"All phenomena are not real, all phenomena are like dreams, all phenomena are imaginary...I get what I get, without desires or demands."

Zhang Cheng muttered, looking around him out of the corner of his eye.

The ground here is slippery and covered with moss, and the stalactites above the head are still dripping with water, but the statue has not been soaked by water, as if it was moved in from outside not long ago. It seems to be a temporary altar.

"It's done."

Monk Qing then turned around and said to the two brothers: "From now on, you are the disciples of Master "Mu Yi Fang" and also my disciples."

"master."

Zhang Cheng and Zhang Ye both knelt down to pay homage to their master.

Monk Qing gave each of the two brothers a talisman drawn on green cloth.

"This is the "One-Eyed Talisman". You just need to stick it on your forehead and you will be able to see the traces of my master and find me along the way."

"I have lived for more than 800 years as a teacher, and it is thanks to Lord Meichibo that I have been blessed with longevity. As long as you sincerely believe in and worship him, you can be like a teacher."

The one-eyed monk warned: "The mark on your chest is called the "Erosion of the Heart" mark. It is the mark left by the mountain god on everyone. This mark will make the internal organs continue to grow and become stronger day by day, while the skin, flesh, bones and blood of the person will continue to weaken. Death occurs when all vitality is sucked away by the heart, lungs and spleen.”

"Mountain gods like to eat human internal organs, so they use the heart-eroding seal to nourish the heart and lungs."

Zhang Cheng was shocked, then filled with grief and anger.

My mother was actually eaten by the mountain god.

"I have received the power from Mr. Meichibo to remove the Heart-Erosion Seal. But now that the time has come, removing the mark will expose you to suspicion and danger."

Monk Qing told them: "You first continue to stay dormant in the alchemy workshop and metalworking workshop, collect information about the alchemists and alchemists, and carefully observe whether they are unhappy or frightened..."

Zhang Cheng only found out after listening.

It turns out that Monk Qing asked himself and his younger brother to serve as internal agents, not because he wanted to deal with Feng Danzi or the mountain god, but to trick others into converting to the god "Mu Yifang".

After the worship was over, Zhang Cheng asked privately: "Master, will Master Mu Yifang show up to kill the mountain god? After all, the mountain god is the real evil god..."

"certainly."

Monk Qing's face was serious: "But before that, we need to win more people to come closer to us. We want to save as many people as possible, not just kill the mountain gods. Before that, we have to be patient for the common people." "

…

On the way back, Zhang Ye was very excited.

"Brother, we are not afraid this time. We have a master and Mr. Meichibo is backing us."

Zhang Cheng shook his head: "No, we have to rely on ourselves."

No matter the mountain gods of the past, or the current Qing Monk, "Mu Yifang" or the mountain gods, they are not reliable.

No one can be trusted.

Zhang Cheng told his relatively simple-minded brother: "The mountain gods need us because they need us to provide hearts and lungs from generation to generation. Mu Yifang and the master need us because we can offer our faith and win more other believers for them."

"Ultimately, both gods see us as cattle and sheep, one for meat and one for shaving and more."

Zhang Ye was stunned: "Then, aren't we unable to advance or retreat?"

"So you have to rely on yourself."

Zhang Cheng patted his brother on the shoulder: "We have something more reliable."

"What?"

"My alchemy, your alchemy."

"Brother, I understand."

Brother, does he really understand?

Zhang Cheng doesn’t know.

He himself had no confidence at all.

Even if you practice alchemy to the extreme, what will you get? Can it be compared to the gods?

But as a brother, you must be able to hold your nerve and be able to come up with an idea at any time.

…

Zhang Cheng had no choice.

Caught between two behemoths, the only ones you can trust are yourself and your craftsmanship.

Only when he concentrates on refining the elixir, Zhang Cheng can forget the cruelty and troubles of the world and immerse himself in the wonderful changes and blends.

This is also the only place where he can find spiritual sustenance.

Because of this, Zhang Cheng's alchemy skills advanced by leaps and bounds, and he soon mastered dozens of extremely difficult elixir recipes. He began to officially participate in refining high-level elixirs, and obtained a large amount of resources from the elixir workshop. The [Alchemy Department] in charge of the thirty-six town alchemy workshop also praised the elixirs he refined, making other alchemists envious.

"Zhang Cheng, can you impart some experience? I'm always prone to pill cracks..."

"How do you maintain such a high rate of elixir formation? This is too exaggerated."

"The elixir you made is so smooth, balanced and has no rejection reaction... How did you do this?"

…

Many alchemists asked him for advice.

Zhang Chengdu told them: "Just practice more."

He told the truth.

Zhang Cheng focused all his enthusiasm and hope on alchemy.

Except for his younger brother, he only has alchemy skills.

He stopped researching the new elixir and devoted all his energy to adjusting and perfecting the [Broken Pill]. It would be a great thing for an alchemist to be able to make a new alchemy recipe in his lifetime. Zhang Cheng knew that he did not have the extra energy and time to explore another direction.

PoWan Dan is the most important.

Just when Zhang Cheng was immersed in the life of Alchemy Furnace, one day Zhang Ye came to Lingmiao Garden in Alchemy House to look for him.

Under normal circumstances, the two brothers met every five days, and each was busy on a daily basis. Zhang Ye rarely took the initiative to come to the alchemist's side.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Cheng felt something was wrong.

"Brother, please take a day off and go out with me."

Seeing that Zhang Ye was worried, Zhang Cheng went to register for going out, and then left with his brother.

"Brother, sit down."

Zhang Ye rode a wooden ox.

This is one of the common mounts for alchemists. The wooden ox can carry heavy objects and can travel a long distance every time the winch is full. Another kind of mount, the Iron Horse, is known for its speed and impact. It has a weak endurance, but it can move quickly and shuttle through dangerous areas.

The clumsy wooden cow walked slowly all the way into the night and came to the edge of a wide swamp.

Zhang Ye jumped off the wooden ox, took a lantern, and laid out the prepared wooden boards. Then he lay down on the wooden board, crawled forward slowly like a four-legged snake, and motioned to his elder brother to do the same.

Zhang Cheng crawled on the wooden board with him and came to the depths of the swamp.

"Here." Zhang Ye raised the lantern in his hand and adjusted the glass piece above to shine the light forward.

The dim yellow light illuminated a raised mound. The shape of the mound was relatively regular, and its surface was covered with dried black mud and lichen.

Zhang Cheng saw clearly that the mound turned out to be a stone statue, with only half of its head exposed in the swamp.

"Brother, come closer and come to me. Come and touch this stone statue." Zhang Ye said.

Zhang Cheng didn't doubt that he was there and walked over carefully.

As soon as his cloth-wrapped fingers touched the head of the stone statue, his eyes suddenly opened wide.

Zhang Cheng saw three light groups inside the mysterious stone statue, each representing an ability.

They are [Theology], [Astrology] and [Basic Symbolism].

If you want to obtain the power within the stone statue, you must exchange it with a proficient skill.

"How about it, brother, this is exciting, isn't it?" Zhang Ye then grinned and said, "I was chased here by a poisonous beast when I was out looking for materials, and that's when I discovered it. Do we want to trade with it?"

Zhang Cheng thought carefully and said, "You didn't tell anyone else about this, right?"

"Of course not, you and I know that."

"Hide this place first."

"Okay, but don't we use the power in it?"

Zhang Cheng said seriously: "What is the price? Is it just an exchange of our alchemy and alchemy skills? When you look at this stone statue again, don't you think of something?"

The younger brother observed it for a while, and his expression changed slightly: "The statue... looks like a statue of the mountain god and Mr. Meichibo."

The mountain god statue is a small mountain, but there are two curved corners on the top of the mountain, and Meichifang is a monk knocking wooden fish.

The stone statues in the mud are almost human-like.

Zhang Cheng nodded: "There is such a power beyond understanding, and it is a stone statue. It may also be a statue left by a certain god..."

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Ye looked at his brother.

Zhang Cheng said: "Go find the master."

Although Monk Qing is not a pure and kind person, there is a dead end on the mountain god's side, and he and his brother will eventually have to escape.

Since the risk of touching this statue is too high, it is better to offer it to Monk Qing and gain some trust.

The two brothers Zhang and Cheng put the "One-Eyed Talisman" on their foreheads. Starry Night found Monk Qing who was still preaching in the mountains and forests, and took him all the way to the swamp.

Seeing the blurry stone statue sinking into the mud, Monk Qing's one eye was wary.

After he carefully touched the stone statue, his expression became extremely solemn: "This is the statue of the evil god from outside the sky. It is unbelievable... If you make a deal with it, it will attract the attention of the evil god, and the consequences will be disastrous."

"Don't attract the evil spirit, don't touch it."

"He will suck away the souls and everything of those who touch it, bringing about real disaster..."

Monk Qing was very cautious about this. He opened his arms and used magical power to make the stone statue sink further until nothing could be seen on the surface of the swamp, then he stopped.

Only then did Zhang Cheng realize that this stone statue had brought tremendous pressure to Monk Qing, and its origins might be far beyond imagination.

…

The hibernating life never ends as soon as it begins, and the more than ten years pass by very quickly.

Over the years, Brother Zhang Cheng asked to leave many times.

But Monk Qing always said: "You are talented and disguise yourself well. Relax, I will take you away before you are forty years old and remove the marks on you."

Although Zhang Cheng was angry, there was nothing he could do.

The gods don't care about the life and death of ordinary people at all.

He could only devote all his anguish to alchemy.

Something happened to Zhang Ye, but it broke the last chord in Zhang Cheng's heart.

Once, in order to protect Monk Qing and the followers of Mu Yi Fang, Zhang Ye was surrounded by poisonous beasts on his iron horse. Although he escaped in the end, he was covered in scars. He was so severely poisoned that he lost the ability to speak, was paralyzed in bed, and needed constant care.

Fortunately, Zhang Cheng is an alchemist and uses elixirs to save his brother's life.

Monk Qing said to this: "Everyone will remember your dedication. Just bear with it a little longer and wait for my notification, and you will get better soon."

Wait until your mother is bald!

Zhang Cheng was so angry that his teeth almost broke.

He came to the location of the stone statue of the evil god that day. The place has now become dry, and the stone statues were dug out of the soil by Zhang Cheng.

The white-haired Zhang Cheng was panting and pressed his hands that were no longer strong and smooth against the stone statue.

He cried silently in his heart.

"O evil god from another world, please complete the exchange with me."

If you want to come, then come!

The world won't be worse anyway.

Zhang Cheng didn't get a response for a long time and was about to leave. Suddenly, he felt a huge and unfamiliar force coming out of his body.

This is...[Theology]!

The evil god responded.

Before Zhang Cheng had time to digest the theology, he suddenly found that there was a tall man in front of him.

The man in front of him was tall and tall, wearing a short coat and coarse trousers, with a thick beard on his chin, exposing his muscular arms and neck, and exuding a strong sense of oppression.

Zhang Cheng stuffed three PoWan Dan into his mouth.

Then his eyes only saw a sudden burst of bright light, and then his eyes suffered severe pain, as if they were being stabbed by needles, and his eyelids kept beating.

Zhang Cheng lowered his head desperately, no longer looking at the other person, and his blackened eyes gradually recovered their vision.

This shocked him greatly.

Theological induction.

It cannot be looked at directly... it cannot be spied on... it cannot be recognized... This is the breath and power of God.

The man said: "Sorry, I got a little lost when I was passing here. Can you give me some directions?"

"...Are you the evil god?" Zhang Cheng took a deep breath.

The other party's face froze, and then he laughed: "Brother, you really know how to joke. I'm just a country man passing by. What does it have to do with the evil god?"

Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched.

Normal people wouldn't be able to survive the poisonous insects and poisonous rain in the wild wearing the clothes you are wearing. Who wouldn't be covered up tightly? How do you look like a normal person when you are so lively?

I just exchanged wishes with my front legs, and your back legs appeared out of thin air... The poisonous insects and beasts in all directions disappeared without a trace, and even the buzzing of the insects disappeared.

Even the insects know that it is the arrival of a spirit that cannot be disturbed.

"Lord Evil God, I have a request..."

"I declare once again that I am not an evil god."

The other party raised his palm and made a gesture of rejection with a serious expression.

Zhang Cheng suddenly woke up.

How can any god think that he is an evil god? Oh, I am so stupid! The pressure brought by the gods made it difficult to use my brain.

So he carefully followed the other person and said, "What about your... surname?"

"In a certain profession, if you don't change your surname, you won't change your name. You are a barbarian with yellow armor."

The other party smiled slightly.