Journey to the West: I Am the Leader of Taoism, and Buddhism Still Wants to Be Happy?

The whole city seems to be busy.

Because of a conferring god matter, I am very busy.

A grand altar was built, and everything was ready to be sacrificed to heaven and earth.

The act of conferring the gods is not an easy task, so it is much bigger and grander than the scene when Zhang Wenle begged for rain.In the Sanqing Temple in the Imperial City, on the huge star-gazing platform.

Zhang Wenle stood on the star-gazing platform, looking at the busy imperial city.

"The time has come!" Zhang Wenle murmured, realizing that the time and place were right and it was almost the same.

"The prestige of the Daoist friends is high enough, and this makes the people united and united!" Behind him are the Hu Li Daxian, the Luli Daxian, and the Yangli Daxian.

At this moment, they couldn't help but sigh, and sighed at Zhang Wenle's infectious power to mobilize the enthusiasm of the whole country.

Zhang Wenle shook his head slightly: "This is what the common people need to be able to distinguish themselves."

"Now, Che Chi Kingdom needs such a river god!"

Having said that, Zhang Wenle stared at Che Chi Guo for a while, and then descended from the star observation platform.

In this Journey to the West world, many things are inseparable from extraordinary power.

Among them, the gods of the earth are an important part of it.

Good weather, good harvests, etc., are inseparable from the help of the gods, and they also laid the foundation of the entire world.Zhang Wenle, a modern man, had to follow the local customs here. With this consideration, he wanted to consecrate the country of Chechi.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be more convenient to directly introduce some modern technology?

Zhang Wenle didn't do that, just because in this world, the existence of the gods of the earth can completely make the people more convenient. "The time and place are right and the people are here, ready to start... the ceremony of conferring the gods!" Zhang Wenle said a word, and the three great immortals also performed their respective duties and got busy.

"I didn't expect that my old turtle would have such a day!" In the big river outside Che Chi, Lao Yuan wiggled his limbs and muttered.

So far, Lao Yuan has a feeling of a dream.

It never imagined that it would be able to encounter such an opportunity.

God!

From an ordinary monster, once a god, connected with a country's luck, and embarked on the incense fire.At this point, Shouyuan is no longer a shackle, and transformation is no longer an anguish.

"My old turtle, this time can be regarded as honoring the ancestors."

Lao Yuan wiggled his limbs while thinking.

Immediately, its body swayed in the inner river of Chechi, heading towards the imperial city.

The day of conferring the gods has come, and naturally the 'protagonist' will also be present.

Wherever Lao Yuan has passed, there are also people on both sides of the Strait.

Its huge tortoise back emerged, which caught the eyes of many people.

But wherever he went, there was no panic at all.

After pre-heating, the matter of conferring gods has been spread all over Che Chi.

The car is late to get on and off the people, it can be said that no one knows.

At this time, people on both sides of the strait saw Lao Yuan, not only were they not afraid, but were excited one by one.

"It's Lao Yuan! Lao 8 from Tongtianhe! M" He came to Chechi because of a goldfish spirit, but unexpectedly fell under the might of the great national teacher! "" This is the river god of our car late future! ""Old Yuan!old boy! "Lao Yuan was swimming in the river, and the voices of the people were heard beside his ears.

No conflict, no objection.

There is no discrimination because it is just a demon stock that cannot be transformed.

Even, the people are more expectant and full of enthusiasm.

This made Lao Yuan unable to help but feel a sense of emotion in his heart, and a kind of inexplicable emotion was born.

"This is Chechi Country!" "It's really a good place, both for the country and the people."

"After today, my old turtle is the river god here!" With such an inexplicable emotion, Lao Yuan slowly walked towards Chechi Imperial City.

Chechi Imperial City.

High altar.

Zhang Wenle was wearing a robe and stood on it.

Behind him, Hu Li Daxian, Lu Li Daxian, and Yang Li Daxian stood in different positions.Under the altar, the people seem to be endless, and all the ministers and ministers of the state are in the list.

At the moment, they are all silent.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that only the sound of the wind urging Zhang Wenle's robe is hunting.

Zhang Wenle's gaze turned to the location of the city gate.

Many people look the same way.

From the city gate, Lao Yuan slowly crawled into the city.

The moment he entered the city, Lao Yuan felt this solemn and solemn atmosphere, without saying a word, he crawled slowly and powerfully.Until it slowly crawls onto the altar, it is ready to be completed once it should be ready.

Immortal Hu Li waved the French flag and shouted: "The auspicious time has come! On behalf of the gods!"?