Journey to the Heavens from Wudang

A soft light from the sky fell on Ouyang Xia's body, and a moment later a brass official seal with black ribbon landed in his hand.

Cixuan, Yan Chixia, and the ghost in the wedding dress all ran out from the courtyard, and they all discovered the vision of heaven and earth, so they came out directly to investigate.

"This, this..." The wedding dress female ghost was a little excited and didn't know what to say.

Cixuan and Yan Chixia looked at them puzzled.

They all knew that Zhang Yange was the City God of Qiantang, so how could Ouyang Xia also become the City God now.

"Yes…"

"I don't know how this guy became the City God. My temporary role should be over." Zhang Yange interrupted him directly.

He didn't want to let others know that he could be granted the title of City God.

Ouyang Xia glanced at Zhang Yange.

Although he didn't speak, Zhang Yange understood the meaning of this look.

"Old Zheng! Your words are a little too much." Ouyang Xia's cynical voice sounded.

"It's true that I'm not as good as Mr. Zhang, but I will do my best." Ouyang Xia said very seriously.

Hearing these words, Zhang Yange accepted them without any politeness.

Zheng Qiao looked at him in surprise, "Are you a city god?"

Cixuan exhausted his vitality in the previous battle, and passed away shortly after he returned to Jinshan Temple.

"You don't want to know who will replace me?" Zhang Yange asked with a smile.

"I, my name is Zhang Yange..." Zhang Yange was taken aback for a moment, "Which direction is your home in?"

The little novice standing beside Zhang Yange held his mouth and almost cried.

The City God of Qiantang County has changed again!
This incident caused quite a commotion in Qiantang, Zheng Qiao came to Zhang Yange directly after hearing about it.

At the end of the scripture reading, Master Cixuan's body suddenly burst into flames of karma.The red lotus under his seat was brightly colored, and after a while, three relics hung in the air and slowly fell down.

Zhang Yange patted him lightly to show comfort.

"By the way, what's your name?"

Under Jinshan, a scholar with a bamboo basket on his back took out his dry food and ate it while reading.

Zhang Yange felt that it was necessary for him to take a look, after all, he was also a teammate who fought together.

"Yes." Guan Yun nodded.

He will never let others know about it.

"What did the old monk say?"

The little monk opened his eyes wide, "The benefactor is Zhang Yange?"

After Zhang Yange and Yan Chixia had a meal of plain noodles, the two planned to part ways.

The county magistrate and the city god even hugged each other.

"Amitabha!" All the monks shouted the Buddha's name in unison.

"Well, he was full of praise for the benefactor when he came back." It could be seen that the little novice had a deep affection for the old monk.

After explaining to the little novice monk with a sad face, he led them in.

It's all due to Shaolin in Yitian World, making Zhang Yange's perception of monks mediocre.However, he admired this Master Cixuan.

Zhang Yange asked Yan Chixia to take his place. If there was no life-and-death grievance, he didn't intend to worship others casually.

"I came out of Qiantang County to go home." The scholar smiled politely at Zhang Yange. "My surname is Ning, and my name is Caichen! Where's brother?"

"En." Zhang Yange nodded with a smile. "Together we defeated the Hundred Ghosts of the Night."

The scholar was already in poor health. When he thought of his old mother and sick wife, if he got sick again, the whole family might be destroyed. Moreover, the medicinal materials he bought for his wife were in the back basket. If the medicinal materials got wet, it would be worse than himself To be sick is to die.

This delay has lasted another seven or eight days, and the time has come to calculate that the wife's medicine should be used up.

"Mr. Zhang, we will see each other far away." Yan Chixia clasped her fists and said.

There are countless lights in the main hall... the monks are chanting the scriptures of transcendence.

Zhang Yange stood beside him to avoid the rain.

When Zhang Yange reached the foot of the mountain, it suddenly started to rain.

After what happened last time, he didn't have any airs in front of Zhang Yange.

"Are you a friend of the host?"

At this time, he became the city god, and he could appear in the daytime.

"You... make do with it." Zheng Qiao said with red eyes.

Yan Chixia told Zhang Yange to leave Jinshan Temple, and he would not return to Qiantang County.

He had no choice but to buy medicine in Qiantang County, and planned to go home and give the medicine to his wife this time. The scholar was studying in Qiantang County Academy, and his home was a three-day walk away from Qiantang.

Zhang Yange felt that others would not know what he had done, but since the old monk was dead, at least someone should know what he did.

Zhang Yange couldn't help laughing after hearing this number, "Come on, I think you will definitely become an eminent monk."

Zhang Yange couldn't stand these two guys, at this moment Ouyang Xia said, "Mr. Zhang, this yard is for you. I promised you before."

Zhang Yange raised his hands to bid farewell to him.

"Sixth Uncle and Grandpa, go slowly." Guan Yun said lukewarmly.

Day by day, apart from practicing boxing, Zhang Yange sat on the recliner and visualized Zhenwu Zhenyao.

"Serve Mr. Zhang well, and practice hard." Yan Chixia looked only in her thirties.

He very much hoped that Zhang Yange could always be the City God of Qiantang.

The scholar finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If there were no such things, Zhang Yange would really like to go for a walk.

"Mr. Zhang." Zheng Qiao had a respectful attitude.

"Scholar, are you going back to Qiantang County?" Zhang Yange was just looking for something to say.

"The little monk's Dharma name is Daoji."

"For the sake of the people of Qiantang, please..."

Yan Chixia traveled with him to Jinshan Temple.

Strange to say, after Zhang Yange came, Yushui seemed to avoid them on purpose.

"No matter who it is, I think he is inferior to Mr. Zhang."

He's going to roam around and fight for justice.

Zhang Yange was quite moved when he heard it, but he still wanted to stay in Qiantang.Apart from seeing the white snake and green snake, there is also worrying about the great terror in the West Lake.

The little novice wiped away his tears and saluted Zhang Yange gratefully.

Zhang Yange frowned slightly, and he continued, "This is the gratitude of the people of Qiantang to you, just like that bowl of wontons."

Ouyang Xia couldn't leave Qiantang County, he hoped that Zhang Yange would pay homage to him.

There is no shelter from the rain around here.

The two traveled quickly, and they arrived at Jinshan Temple in the afternoon.

After finally finding a valley, it seemed difficult to accommodate even one person.

He originally wanted to take advantage of Xiumu to go home, but there seemed to be some major event in Qiantang a few days ago, so he didn't run around.

He saw Zhang Yange approaching, but subconsciously gave Zhang Yange some space, but protected his back basket very well.

Originally, the rain had no effect on Zhang Yange, but he saw the thinly-clothed scholar.

Ning Caichen nodded, Zhang Yange looked at Yan Chixia who had already left from another direction.

Did he change something? He glanced at Ning Caichen.

Originally, Yan Chixia's direction was the same as Ning Caichen's, but because of the evil spirit in his scabbard, he wanted to find his master.

That's what changed the course...

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