There are endless pilgrims in the Nanlu Mountain Temple, and they collectively worship a golden statue with fat heads and ears. This mountain god has never appeared in front of the crowd, so the pilgrims' prayers are quite effective.

On the contrary, there is enough incense to worship in this mountain temple, and some small wishes can be achieved in almost every ten years. For example, if you find the lost dog, the pigs in the pen can have a few nests of piglets this year, etc.

As for the major events in life such as promotion, wealth and wealth list, they have never worked. The people around the West Mountain know this well, so no one wants to make a random wish here.

In the dense forest behind the mountain temple, a large hairy head is like snoring like thunder, holding more than one meter of jade Ruyi in his arms. The meaning is very good, and it is auspicious.

The saliva at the corner of the long hair is like a surging spring water, dripping all the time. Suddenly, a heavy sneeze was heard, and sand and stones immediately flew in front of him. All the trees within a thousand feet were uprooted, no matter whether they were surrounded by three people or towering a hundred feet, no one could be spared.

The long-haired elephant woke up slowly, and the sound of the hunch was muffled: "Who is talking about me? Isn't it just a little longer to doze off? Why are you anxious? You are not very arrogant on weekdays? Why don't you have a bad temper when using my old elephant?"

"I'm not in a hurry. I'm sleeping and resting my energy, and fighting is enough to be strong."

After falling to the ground in another direction, the long hairy elephant closed her eyes and sneezed out again. It was pitiful to these towering ancient trees in the West Mountain, and two of them were affected by the two sneezing.

The long-haired elephant was furious and flipped up and jumped: "Which turtle grandson is talking about my old elephant, so why don't you sleep well?"

The hairy elephant as big as a house was tormented and the violent temper was vented, and the entire Nanlu Mountain was shaking.

The pilgrims thought that a natural disaster had occurred, so they rolled and climbed to the foot of the mountain. I am afraid that this little effective mountain god would have a great reputation.

Lao Xiang skipped the foot of the mountain and said contemptuously: "A bunch of useless things, you should thank me, Lao Xiang for her love for studying Buddhist scriptures in recent hundreds of years. According to my former temper, I have eaten up all of you."

The huge old elephant exerted a slight force on her four legs, and she jumped into the air with a rumbling sound. Four auspicious clouds appeared on the soles of the four legs, and the sky suddenly disappeared in the sky.

Where the old elephant had just stood, after the rolling smoke and dust disappeared, four large pits left behind were not bottom-out.

The mountain temple on Beilu Mountain in Beiyue is a dilapidated mountain temple. Only a statue of a man shining with golden light barely supports the facade of this mountain temple.

Ordinary people cannot imagine that this is the residence of the Beiyue Mountain God, one of the five gods of the Dalu Dynasty. I have never heard of how effective the mountain gods here are, so naturally there are few pilgrims.

A man with a torn dress and a blue nose in the mountain temple cursed: "Lu Hong, you turtle son, your colleagues are not merciless at all. Isn't it just that you rely on your high level of cultivation? Isn't it that I have to practice hard and earn the incest sooner or later to get back today's venue."

The man suddenly thought that his mountain temple was sparsely populated and had no incense at all, so he couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "I have to accumulate some incense after finishing this time. If this continues, I will starve to death."

A little boy sat cross-legged on the incense table, reached into the incense burner and grabbed a handful of incense ash. He rubbed it and turned into a pile of mud balls, throwing it into his mouth like eating sugar beans.

The little guy puffed his cheeks and was speechless: "The master is wise. You are the poorest among the five mountains now. You should have used some magic to attract some pilgrims to worship."

After saying that, the little guy spread his palms and exposed the remaining ten mud balls and said dissatisfied: "Look, as your boy, you have started to eat dirt."

Wei Chaofeng, the god of the Northern Yue, saw that the prosperity was not a hit, so he rushed to the incense table with two steps. He slapped the little boy in the head, and almost fell to the ground with a slap.

"Little bastard, as a boy from Beiyue, don't you know how to go out to attract some pilgrims? You have the nerve to take it out at home and say, "How can I accept such a cowardly boy like you?"

The little guy held his mouth and retorted and wanted to cry: "Can I blame me? The boy who is a god of Beiyue is not as good as the boy who is from Hepo. These unscrupulous colleagues don't say it's pitiful, but they also make trouble to make fun of me."

The little guy became more and more angry as he spoke, and his tears were rolling in his eyes: "It doesn't matter if he laughed at me, but he also laughed at you, Master. The last time he fought with them was because they laughed at the master as a pauper. I couldn't bear to see it and took action."

At this time, the little guy kept choking and speaking intermittently: "I was bullied outside and I didn't say that I was bullied, but I was beaten up by the master when I returned to the mountain temple. What do you say that you can't make trouble by practicing with peace of mind? How do you ask me to practice with a shortage of water and food? "

"Don't think I don't know. The master is trying to save money for the people. He secretly helps them fulfill some wishes, never leaving their names or surnames. Why don't we think about continuing like this, wouldn't we starve to death?"

"Hmph, it's a joke when you tell it. The dignified King of Beiyue was starved to death."

Wei Chaofeng's expression was much calmer and he asked back, "Why don't you tell me these things?"

"I got up and beaten up all the time. Do you give me a chance to speak?"

Wei Chaofeng thought for a moment: "It seems that there is really nothing."

All the little guy was full of grievances and burst into tears.

Wei Chaofeng picked up the little guy, asked him to ride on the back of his neck, raised his hand and patted the little guy on the shoulder and said.

"Let's go, the master will take you to have something delicious and delicious."

As soon as he reached the entrance of the Mountain Temple, Wei Chaofeng suddenly felt his clothes rolling hot and wet. His bad temper came up again: "You useless thing, why are you scared to pee if you don't beat you or scold me?"

The little guy cried even harder than before. He rode on his neck and kicked his feet and shouted: "I don't want it. I'm willing to stay in the Beiyue Mountain Temple even if I eat dirt. Please don't sell me for money."

"I, I, I will never say that the master is poor again, isn't it okay?"

Wei Chaofeng laughed: "Who said he wanted to sell you? This time I really took you to drink and eat meat. Have you ever heard of Hongqu? Not only are there wine and meat, but also beautiful girls."

The little boy confirmed in disbelief: "Really?"

"When did the master deceive you?"

"I really haven't deceived me. It seems that I have never promised anything before. Where did I get the deception?"

"You won't know when you get to the place."

"Master, don't you change your clothes before leaving?"

"No, the wind will dry out after a while."

"It's so bad, it's interesting!"

"Your master likes to ask about this kind of smell!"

In addition to these magical wonders of the Five Mountains and the Chixia Sect Master, the Black Dragon Pond water in the Dalu Dynasty rolled violently, and after a loud dragon roar, a thousand-foot black old dragon rose into the sky.

In the desert where there was no one inhabited, a barefoot Taoist who was dying of thirst was dying. His closed eyes suddenly opened and he reached into the ground to grab a fire spirit. He kept screaming.

The old Taoist slapped Xiao Jingmei fainted, and then murmured to himself: "After the fight, you are refining you little guy."

Then a flying sword appeared in front of the old barefoot Taoist. After the Taoist stepped on it, he rushed at lightning and disappeared in an instant.

In the abyss of the Dalu Dynasty palace, there is a hidden underground cave. There are two men in black who are always in the deepest place. Of course, the handlers are replaced regularly. However, no matter how they change, there are people in black who are masked and cannot see the lineup.

Two guards today whispered.

"Do you think our Shadow's boss is really inside? It is said that he hasn't seen anyone walk out of it for five or six years."

"Who knows, let the guards guard, otherwise you will be in trouble if you blame them. You forgot the two guards from the past few days, and they were found sneaking out to take a nap and their heads were separated."

"Yeah, be careful. Whether the boss is here or not, we must be the boss."

Suddenly, the stone gate of the cave where the two of them opened wide open, and no one was seen in the air, so the stone gate closed on its own.

The two guards were as if they were dead, standing there and trembling with their legs. But they heard the sound of no sorrow or joy coming from their ears.

"Be careful in words and actions. At the least, the tongue will not be safe, and at the worst, the head will be separated. If you didn't say too much this time, you will be lucky."

The voice disappeared, and the two guards still dared not move or speak. It was not until the next shift changed defense that they rolled and crawled away from the place. The two men in black who had just arrived to change defense were shocked.

But when it comes to Chuanjian Villa, the fun of the people leaving the rivers and lakes disappeared. Hong Dingyuan had no trouble at all, and he was busy all day long, traveling between the court and Chuanjian Villa.

It was not that Chuanjian Villa came together with the imperial court, but for the Songjiang River Temple and Songshan Mountain Temple. The National Master Che was already in power in Shushui Kingdom yesterday, and there were countless obstacles.

Fortunately, the car had not reached the point of covering the sky with one hand yesterday, and the heavy troops of Shushui Kingdom were still in the hands of the royal family. The technique of checking and balancing the imperial power has been used throughout the dynasties, and Shushui Kingdom was no exception.

The car could already be in power in the court and the royal family would naturally acknowledge that other temple officials would compete with him. The god-cultivist Gu Daoyi, who had wiped out Yu Hongguang's rebellion, was also the one who joined forces with the white scholar to hit and kill him.

Due to his military achievements, he served as the first military priest of the State of Calligraphy and Shui. Although he did not have actual military power, he played a very important role in the temple.

The worshipper and the car had always been in disagreement, and naturally entered the eyes of the royal family of Shushui Kingdom. He became a chess piece that had checked and balanced the car. The two hatchbacks only suffered.

Perhaps it was because of the opportunity of the goatee-beard old man Hong Jiuquan traveling around the world that he realized this newly rising official in the Temple of the Bookshui Kingdom.

After the old man connected and built a bridge, Hong Dingyuan jumped over the local officials and went directly to the capital of Shushui Kingdom to seek the view of the worship. The mountains and rivers suddenly appeared, and the power of the carriage in Songjiang County was already in Songjiang County yesterday. Therefore, the two hit it off, and the temple and the rivers and lakes took action separately to promote the approval of the two temples.

What was unexpected was that the royal family of Shushui Kingdom was also happy to see the appearance of the mountains and rivers of Songjiang and Songshan, which could at least benefit the people. Not only could they relieve the pressure on the court, but they could also increase taxes for the court.

I am happy to see this happen and promised that if these two righteous gods of landscape and landscape will each perform their duties and take care of the people, they will be worthy of the imperial court of the Shu Kingdom. In the future, they will have the opportunity to be promoted to the Five Mountains and Three Rivers.

The initial construction of temples was approved to be built in accordance with the standards of the Five Mountains and Sanjiang. The imperial court provided part of the money, and the remaining Chuanjian Villa could find a way to find a way.

After dealing with the opinions of the court, the Jianghu area was much easier. After all, the power of Chuanjian Villa was in front of you. With the full support of the King of Hell and Rouge Fan.

The support of the latter two sects was expected. Because Hong Jiu was fully enlightened, Yanzhifang helped to retrieve the sword rouge. The sect's wish was fulfilled and could greatly improve its strength, so he was extremely grateful to Chuanjian Villa.

Not to mention the Hall of Hell, Yan Shaxing and Yan Lu never left after returning to Chuanjian Villa.

Yan Shaxing had a good plan for his plan. He offended Che. The Palace of King of Hell is helpless and may be destroyed by Che.

Chuanjian Villa is very safe. There are two righteous gods in the mountains and rivers, governing one river and one water. Not enough road trips to come and provoke it is equivalent to causing trouble.

Now that we have the support of the Shushui Kingdom royal family, Junwu has no reason to come blatantly to cause trouble. It can be said to be double insurance, safer than anywhere else outside.
Chapter completed!