Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 393 Faith
The ancient trees covered with vines and moss trembled, and the swaying leaves drifted through the mottled sunlight and settled at people's feet.

"Boss, there are so many people, I'm afraid the threshold will be broken when the time comes."

The fat Taoist shook off the hem of his robe, and sat down cross-legged beside the old Taoist Feihe. Looking over there, Chen Yuan was gently fiddled with the thick tree trunk, tracing the traces of previous carvings with her fingertips, and the itchy Wuguzhu kept shaking .

"It's much better to step through the threshold than to have no one come. First come a wave of incense to restore some mana to the heroes of the Jie Palace."

The wind blew, caressing Chen Yuan's hair and fluttering gently among the fallen leaves. He passed a hero who was holding a dagger and glaring at him, and smiled: "There will be too many people, so move the Zhenjun Temple to another place."

"That's not such a pity."

"Leave a legend, isn't it good?"

Chen Yuan walked to the next character, patted the trunk of the tree, "Be honest." Then she continued to draw.

The fat Taoist curled his lips and closed his eyes, "Then why waste mana, make those jade crumbs, and let those villagers eat them. I have never eaten yours in this way. It's not as good as them. I guess I won't have a chance to eat them in the future." .”

"Hehe, that's what you've been trying to say." The old Taoist Feihe opened his eyes, "If people in the world worship the gods and Buddhas, if it doesn't work, who will worship? If there is no one to show their holiness, who would believe you? Besides, Fellow Daoist Chen The general approach is also the best of both worlds, so that the hardworking people can get benefits, and the Zhenjun Temple will also be proud to rekindle the incense."

"Brother Feihe, don't we pay attention to letting nature take its course?"

"Nonsense, without incense, whether it is a temple or a temple, or the gods sitting inside, where is the need for existence?"

The fat Taoist shook his head.

"I feel that you have practiced the Tao crookedly."

After he finished speaking, he was knocked on the head by Feihe. He was older than Sun Zhengde, older, and had higher qualifications. Once knocked, the fat Taoist didn't dare to fight back.

"I entered the Tao earlier than you, and I have seen more than you. I just don't cultivate, so how can I cultivate it?"

"Feihe, I'm not your disciple!"

The fat Taoist got up from the ground in a flash, straightened his mustache and long beard on both sides, and stared at Feihe with his hips crossed: "I am also your junior brother, don't..."

Bang!
Feihe jumped up, and hit his head again with a chestnut, "If you dare to fight back, you are disrespecting senior brother, stop! You still want to run!"

The old Taoist rolled up his sleeves and chased after the fat Taoist with his whisk. When the whisk swung away, there was a sound of crackling and bouncing electric arcs.

The two circled around Wuguzhu like an elder, and Chen Yuan finished the last stroke and slapped the pillar with her palm.

"Spit it out."

The thick and ancient pillars, the branches and leaves swayed violently, amidst the rustling sound, a hole was suddenly opened in the trunk of the tree, and something fell out of the hole. It was a bronze octagon, carved with birds, animals, mountains, rivers and rivers.

It is the Kunlun Mirror.

Knowing from Lao Niu, after Chen Yuan put everything here, Wu Guzhu hid the Kunlun mirror in the tree for safekeeping, and moved it to the mountain forest. While absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he was also nourished by divine power, so that he grew up. It's so terrifying, like a divine tree that pierces the sky and the earth, it's even bigger than that in Luodu.

"What went wrong with the time-space reversal, maybe the answer can be found from this magic mirror."

"However, we still have to wait until Erye Guan and the others are able to move about. It's hard to drive me alone."

Chen Yuan checked it once, and after there was no problem, he told Wu Guzhu to stay here now, and called two Taoist priests, one fat and one thin.

"You two old urchins, it's time to go."

far.

Just listen to the old Taoist Feihe's roar: "Subduing Demon Divine Light!"

"Feihe, you dare to attack me!"

Among the fallen leaves, the chubby figure rolled on the ground and picked up the fallen leaves one by one.

……

As Chen Yuan expected, the group of villagers who went back spread the news that afternoon.

Not only in the village, but people with good deeds even ran to the nearby villages and towns. After talking about the miraculous things that happened in Tuyao Village, all the towns and villages immediately became a sensation.

In this year and year, poor people will die even if they get a cold. If they meet such a master in the mountains and cast spells with good intentions, it will be the second time in their lives.

However, most people still wait and see. Listening to what they say is interesting, it is right to watch it as a lively scene, especially if it is told by people who are more than ten miles away, it is similar to the story in the rumors.

But when those who heard the rumors went looking for them, they rushed back the next day, and among them, the one who couldn't walk was actually alive and kicking in front of everyone.

Now that the news is solid, people who eat melons can’t sit still anymore. There is no patient in any family these days. For a while, there are those who carry their family members and children, those who carry baskets and sick wives, and even old men. The sick donkey at home also followed the crowd, and it was more lively than going to the market.
Led by people from Tuyao Village, they went to the Taoist temple in the mountain one after another. They were arranged neatly on the mountainside, and they went up to worship incense one by one. To get rid of serious diseases, there are also poor people who hope that their children will grow up healthy and not have to live in poverty like them.

Most of the poor in the countryside are simple and they pray for good health and safe growth of their children.

But this time there was only one little Taoist boy in the temple, and there was no rumor that Mr. Pian Pian came out to deliver dough to everyone. I thought that the efficacies in the temple would not appear, but the people who worshiped incense today, the next day, all their illnesses disappeared. Speaking of which, I had the same dream that night. In the dream, there was a figure in a green shirt and a gray robe standing on the cloud and casting spells, and his appearance was exactly the statue of the true king in the center of the Taoist temple yesterday.

"The real king has appeared."

An old man led his old wife who hadn't gotten out of bed for many years. This was the first time in several years that he walked out of the house, attracting many passers-by to stop and watch the couple standing outside the courtyard gate holding incense candles in their hands, non-stop Bow in the direction of the mountain where the Zhenjun Temple is located.

Some people who were skeptical at first gradually wavered. After all, there are quite a lot of people burning incense and prostrating on the street today.

It's a pity that those who came here just because of the name could not find the intersection leading to the valley, even if someone had been there to lead the way, they couldn't find it.

But there were also people who insisted on going. One of the children, dragging his injured and disabled father with a wooden plank, squatted hard for three days, and finally managed to get in. Not long after, it was the father of the child who walked out happily holding the little boy.

Soon after, it was rumored that if one wanted to enter the Temple of the True Monarch, he would kowtow and pray for blessings.

Regardless of the rumors outside, at this time Chen Yuan had no thoughts on it. The incense in the temple was rekindled, and after gathering the power of the incense, he locked himself in the hut and began to ponder the Kunlun mirror in front of him.

The second master who came back to life leaned on the Green Dragon Saber and stood to one side, stroking his beard and thinking.

(End of this chapter)