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Chapter 525 Inspiration King
Chapter 525 Inspiration King
The emperor's true energy circulated in his body, and there was a faint sound of thunder from tigers and leopards, which frightened Xiaoxiao.
The sound of tiger and leopard thunder did not leak out, it just circulated in the body, the energy and blood surged like tigers and leopards in unison, like nine thunders flying across the sky.
There is an awe-inspiring aura inside, like a giant beast hidden in the body, ready to deliver a thunderous blow at any time.
And in the depths of my mind, thoughts are condensed, and the runes are colorful, condensing a statue of the emperor in ancient times. This statue emits light all over the body, illuminating the mind, and it is bright.
The Jade Emperor Dharma Xiang sits in his mind, and it is difficult for external evils to invade.
Liang Shanbo stepped into the Shuangsun Manor with two guards and Feng Shiba who was hidden in the dark.
Shuangsun Village is the same as many other places in Weicheng. There are not many people in the village, only a few dozen families.
At this time, it was exactly noon, the sun was shining brightly, there was no wind, and the white smoke was drifting straight towards the clouds above the vast and vast sky.
In the village, there are mostly mud houses, which are very thickly built. As far as Liang Shanbo looked, the earth walls were more than half a meter thick.
The earth wall is thick, warm in winter and cool in summer, which is very popular with ordinary people.
In front of the corners of the mud houses, some trees are planted, and the trees are emerald, which seems a little green and more vigorous.
"Envoy, where is the place where the demonic aura is soaring to the sky and the blood cloud is shrouded?"
Liang Shanbo's mortal eyes couldn't tell that there was anything strange about this pair of grandsons.
Feng Shiba secretly sent a voice transmission, "To the east of the village, if I guess right, there should be a temple there."
"The sacrifices in the temple should be evil spirits or demons, so be careful."
Liang Shanbo nodded secretly, and walked towards the east of Shuangsun Village cautiously.
The east side of Shuangsun Village is really different. You can see a wide river rolling away, the river is clear, with blue waves and green waves.
"Xiangyang River?"
Liang Shanbo recognized that this was the largest river in Tianhua Mansion, more than 100 meters wide and four to five meters deep.
It is said that there was no such big river in Tianhua Mansion in the past, and there was usually a severe drought. If the crops in Tianhua Mansion were not irrigated by the river, many of them would often die of drought.
Later, all the officials of Tianhua Mansion prayed to heaven, and there was a fairy who visited here at that time.
Seeing a red light soaring into the sky, blocking the cloud path, I know that the people's wishes are boiling, and the people's will is all over the sky.
The will of the people is the will of heaven, and the heart of the people is the heart of heaven.
All people are united, pray to heaven, and the red light blocks the way. It is the will of God to make meritorious deeds.
So, Xianzhen lowered the cloud head, landed in front of everyone, and waved the long sword in his hand casually.
The silver light of the long sword flashed, and it turned into a flood dragon, flying back and forth, flying around the surrounding villages of Tianhua Mansion, and drawing a big river.
Afterwards, Xianzhen ascended the altar to do the magic trick, waved his long sword, thunder sounded, and with one stroke of the token, heavy rain poured down.
Part of the rainwater fell on the fields, solving the drought, and most of it fell into the big river drawn out, and the vast ocean was full of river water.
After it rained, Xianzhen flew away in the clouds, and everyone in Tianhua Mansion rushed to the place where Xianzhen landed, and loudly asked about Xianzhen's dao name.
A voice came from the cloud.
"The Cultivator of Xiangyang Mountain"
From then on, the river was called Xiangyang River, in memory of the person who practiced Xiangyang Qian.
Designing the land as rivers and calling the wind and rain are all great supernatural powers.
It is conceivable that the cultivator of Xiangyang Mountain must be a great power in the realm of comprehension.
Looking at the river, thinking about the demeanor of the immortals in the past, it is fascinating.
Withdrawing his thoughts, Liang Shanbo turned his gaze to the bank of Xiangyang River.
On the banks of the Xiangyang River, there are many weeping willows, with thousands of willow branches, spewing green colors and rippling sunlight.
Blue waves, weeping willows, green grass, the scenery is very beautiful.
It is a rare place with charming scenery.
And in the place where the weeping willows stand side by side, there is a temple that reveals the vicissitudes of time.
This temple is very magnificent, with red bricks and green tiles, golden plaques, and a spacious yard.
In the middle of the yard, there is a big incense burner, and the incense burns continuously in the incense burner.
In the midst of the incense, I saw four large characters written on the golden plaque.
King of inspiration.
This existence that is enshrined with incense, claims to be the king of inspiration.
Liang Shanbo led the people, and carefully stepped into the temple of King Inspiration.
In the middle of the temple, the golden body of the King of Inspiration is enshrined.
This Dharma statue is two feet tall, wearing a golden armor, with waves on his feet, a flushed face, and a strong and huge nose.
There is a long table in front of the statue, and the long table is covered with red silk cloth.
Chicken, duck and pork are placed on the silk cloth, as well as some melons and fruits that are rare in this season.
Liang Shanbo walked around the temple of King Inspiration, but there was no response in the temple.
Secretly, Feng Shiba sent a voice transmission, "Senior brother, there are no evil spirits left in the Inspiration King Temple, and even he can't sense us when we come."
"However, this temple is full of blood, resentment, and murderous aura, so it is definitely not a good place to go."
"The enshrined one is probably also an evil god."
Cthulhu?
With a thought in Liang Shanbo's mind, he wanted to smash the temple of the Inspiration King.
However, on second thought, he stopped.
"You always have to find out what's going on, so you can decide what to do."
After leaving the Dawang Temple of Inspiration, Liang Shanbo took two warriors and wandered around in Shuangsun Village. The young and strong people in the village had already noticed it.
"It seems that you are a scholar, you are gentle, what do you want to do when you walk around here, are you here to step on the spot?"
Several young adults surrounded him and asked.
Liang Shanbo glanced at these people, and he could see clearly that these people were all ordinary young and strong, and they didn't have much combat power.
"I've heard people say that there is a Dawang Temple of Inspiration here, which is very effective. I'm going to come here to offer a stick of incense."
"After burning the incense, I want to hear more about the deeds of the King of Inspiration."
Liang Shanbo's voice was calm and his expression was composed.
It's just that these young and strong, when they heard the word "Inspiration King", all kinds of expressions of fear and hatred appeared on their faces one by one.
"The King of Inspiration?" Gritting his teeth, his voice was sinister and full of hatred.
But he dared not say anything more about the King of Inspiration.
Liang Shanbo saw the fear of the crowd and said, "I see that the king of inspiration is not in the village at this time. If you have anything to say, just say it, the king of inspiration will not hear you."
Several young and strong listened to Liang Shanbo.In this way, people who know that Liang Shanbo is not the king of inspiration.
It's just that they are still apprehensive, they dare not speak ill of King Inspiration, they just talk.
"The king of inspiration has great supernatural powers and boundless mana. He knows everything about our Shuangsun Village, big and small, from pots and pans to life, old age, sickness and death. He knows everything and can do anything."
Liang Shanbo said, "Since that's the case, why are you still so sad?"
(End of this chapter)
The emperor's true energy circulated in his body, and there was a faint sound of thunder from tigers and leopards, which frightened Xiaoxiao.
The sound of tiger and leopard thunder did not leak out, it just circulated in the body, the energy and blood surged like tigers and leopards in unison, like nine thunders flying across the sky.
There is an awe-inspiring aura inside, like a giant beast hidden in the body, ready to deliver a thunderous blow at any time.
And in the depths of my mind, thoughts are condensed, and the runes are colorful, condensing a statue of the emperor in ancient times. This statue emits light all over the body, illuminating the mind, and it is bright.
The Jade Emperor Dharma Xiang sits in his mind, and it is difficult for external evils to invade.
Liang Shanbo stepped into the Shuangsun Manor with two guards and Feng Shiba who was hidden in the dark.
Shuangsun Village is the same as many other places in Weicheng. There are not many people in the village, only a few dozen families.
At this time, it was exactly noon, the sun was shining brightly, there was no wind, and the white smoke was drifting straight towards the clouds above the vast and vast sky.
In the village, there are mostly mud houses, which are very thickly built. As far as Liang Shanbo looked, the earth walls were more than half a meter thick.
The earth wall is thick, warm in winter and cool in summer, which is very popular with ordinary people.
In front of the corners of the mud houses, some trees are planted, and the trees are emerald, which seems a little green and more vigorous.
"Envoy, where is the place where the demonic aura is soaring to the sky and the blood cloud is shrouded?"
Liang Shanbo's mortal eyes couldn't tell that there was anything strange about this pair of grandsons.
Feng Shiba secretly sent a voice transmission, "To the east of the village, if I guess right, there should be a temple there."
"The sacrifices in the temple should be evil spirits or demons, so be careful."
Liang Shanbo nodded secretly, and walked towards the east of Shuangsun Village cautiously.
The east side of Shuangsun Village is really different. You can see a wide river rolling away, the river is clear, with blue waves and green waves.
"Xiangyang River?"
Liang Shanbo recognized that this was the largest river in Tianhua Mansion, more than 100 meters wide and four to five meters deep.
It is said that there was no such big river in Tianhua Mansion in the past, and there was usually a severe drought. If the crops in Tianhua Mansion were not irrigated by the river, many of them would often die of drought.
Later, all the officials of Tianhua Mansion prayed to heaven, and there was a fairy who visited here at that time.
Seeing a red light soaring into the sky, blocking the cloud path, I know that the people's wishes are boiling, and the people's will is all over the sky.
The will of the people is the will of heaven, and the heart of the people is the heart of heaven.
All people are united, pray to heaven, and the red light blocks the way. It is the will of God to make meritorious deeds.
So, Xianzhen lowered the cloud head, landed in front of everyone, and waved the long sword in his hand casually.
The silver light of the long sword flashed, and it turned into a flood dragon, flying back and forth, flying around the surrounding villages of Tianhua Mansion, and drawing a big river.
Afterwards, Xianzhen ascended the altar to do the magic trick, waved his long sword, thunder sounded, and with one stroke of the token, heavy rain poured down.
Part of the rainwater fell on the fields, solving the drought, and most of it fell into the big river drawn out, and the vast ocean was full of river water.
After it rained, Xianzhen flew away in the clouds, and everyone in Tianhua Mansion rushed to the place where Xianzhen landed, and loudly asked about Xianzhen's dao name.
A voice came from the cloud.
"The Cultivator of Xiangyang Mountain"
From then on, the river was called Xiangyang River, in memory of the person who practiced Xiangyang Qian.
Designing the land as rivers and calling the wind and rain are all great supernatural powers.
It is conceivable that the cultivator of Xiangyang Mountain must be a great power in the realm of comprehension.
Looking at the river, thinking about the demeanor of the immortals in the past, it is fascinating.
Withdrawing his thoughts, Liang Shanbo turned his gaze to the bank of Xiangyang River.
On the banks of the Xiangyang River, there are many weeping willows, with thousands of willow branches, spewing green colors and rippling sunlight.
Blue waves, weeping willows, green grass, the scenery is very beautiful.
It is a rare place with charming scenery.
And in the place where the weeping willows stand side by side, there is a temple that reveals the vicissitudes of time.
This temple is very magnificent, with red bricks and green tiles, golden plaques, and a spacious yard.
In the middle of the yard, there is a big incense burner, and the incense burns continuously in the incense burner.
In the midst of the incense, I saw four large characters written on the golden plaque.
King of inspiration.
This existence that is enshrined with incense, claims to be the king of inspiration.
Liang Shanbo led the people, and carefully stepped into the temple of King Inspiration.
In the middle of the temple, the golden body of the King of Inspiration is enshrined.
This Dharma statue is two feet tall, wearing a golden armor, with waves on his feet, a flushed face, and a strong and huge nose.
There is a long table in front of the statue, and the long table is covered with red silk cloth.
Chicken, duck and pork are placed on the silk cloth, as well as some melons and fruits that are rare in this season.
Liang Shanbo walked around the temple of King Inspiration, but there was no response in the temple.
Secretly, Feng Shiba sent a voice transmission, "Senior brother, there are no evil spirits left in the Inspiration King Temple, and even he can't sense us when we come."
"However, this temple is full of blood, resentment, and murderous aura, so it is definitely not a good place to go."
"The enshrined one is probably also an evil god."
Cthulhu?
With a thought in Liang Shanbo's mind, he wanted to smash the temple of the Inspiration King.
However, on second thought, he stopped.
"You always have to find out what's going on, so you can decide what to do."
After leaving the Dawang Temple of Inspiration, Liang Shanbo took two warriors and wandered around in Shuangsun Village. The young and strong people in the village had already noticed it.
"It seems that you are a scholar, you are gentle, what do you want to do when you walk around here, are you here to step on the spot?"
Several young adults surrounded him and asked.
Liang Shanbo glanced at these people, and he could see clearly that these people were all ordinary young and strong, and they didn't have much combat power.
"I've heard people say that there is a Dawang Temple of Inspiration here, which is very effective. I'm going to come here to offer a stick of incense."
"After burning the incense, I want to hear more about the deeds of the King of Inspiration."
Liang Shanbo's voice was calm and his expression was composed.
It's just that these young and strong, when they heard the word "Inspiration King", all kinds of expressions of fear and hatred appeared on their faces one by one.
"The King of Inspiration?" Gritting his teeth, his voice was sinister and full of hatred.
But he dared not say anything more about the King of Inspiration.
Liang Shanbo saw the fear of the crowd and said, "I see that the king of inspiration is not in the village at this time. If you have anything to say, just say it, the king of inspiration will not hear you."
Several young and strong listened to Liang Shanbo.In this way, people who know that Liang Shanbo is not the king of inspiration.
It's just that they are still apprehensive, they dare not speak ill of King Inspiration, they just talk.
"The king of inspiration has great supernatural powers and boundless mana. He knows everything about our Shuangsun Village, big and small, from pots and pans to life, old age, sickness and death. He knows everything and can do anything."
Liang Shanbo said, "Since that's the case, why are you still so sad?"
(End of this chapter)
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