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The road to Jiangshen Temple is very wide. When I came last time, I encountered a large sacrificial ceremony. On this road, I brought my family and people to visit, but now there are few people. Occasionally, there are passers-by, and because of the effective name of Jiangshen Temple, I went to pray for blessings.
Unlike the last time I came, the sound of golden drums, silk and bamboo was filled with ears and the bustling scene, it was quite quiet at this time. The Jiangshen Temple is magnificent in scale, with flying pavilions and carved jade railings, and the appearance is as strong as before, and the incense inside is quite prosperous.
Outside the tall temple, several craftsmen were building scaffoldings, where they used brushes to depict the patterns on the beams and columns to fill in the colors.
There is no yard in Jiangshen Temple. In front of several enclosed halls, the empty venue is cleaned every day, which is very clean. The venue is covered with stone slabs, and there are still water marks when sweeping.
Several soapberry trees outside are lush green, making constant sounds in the breeze coming from the river.
He went straight to find Jiang Shen, and after he twisted the spell and knocked on the door, he took only a few breaths and Zhou Jiang Shen happily welcomed him out:
"Sanxian Fang is fine, please come in quickly!"
The Jiang Shen is still dressed as a fisherman. His name is Zhou Peng. He was once a fisherman on the cave river. By chance, he became the Jiang Shen here, but he always maintained his favorite appearance.
Sitting in the cave, Zhou Jiangshen presented the best spiritual tea he had collected. Fang Chang took out a few bags of dried fruit from the Western Regions as gifts. It was also rare to be far away, so Zhou Peng liked it very much.
After a brief remark, Fang Chang learned that Zhou Jiangshen was still performing the same task as before for hundreds of years. Hearing Fang Chang's experience of traveling around the country after the last time, Zhou Jiangshen was a little envious:
"The immortal is so comfortable. He can go wherever he wants. The little gods can gain are hard to reach. This is really a blessing."
Due to the limitation of duties, it is difficult for the mountains, water, land, city gods, etc. in the world to leave their jurisdiction, so unlike practitioners who can walk freely in the world. Such things that they cannot do will always make people envy.
Fang Chang said comforting:
"Zhou Jiangshen worked diligently and would be able to be reincarnated as a good family after leaving office. It is not impossible to embark on the road of cultivation with the blessings he has saved for hundreds of years."
Zhou Jiangshen shook his head and sighed:
"This is indeed a way to be expected, but it seems that it is unknown whether it can step down smoothly recently."
"What's wrong?" Fang Chang was a little curious.
"It's not that the great catastrophe in heaven and earth caused this time." Zhou Jiangshen continued to sigh: "The several prefectures in the south have been affected by war, and the people have been displaced. It is just blocked by Dongxu River, so it is difficult for refugees to come, so only half of Lianzhou has been impacted."
"But the situation is hard to say. After all, in this world, disasters are becoming increasingly serious. Several armies are stirring together, and it is possible that this place will be equally broken at any time. In this kind of disaster, if the gods fail to deal with things and protect the creatures, no matter how much blessings are, they may be defeated."
"Fang Xiansheng, you are knowledgeable and well-informed. Do you know when this great disaster will be safely overcome? This way of the world is really worrying."
As he said these words, Zhou Jiangshen held the teacup tightly and stared at the window on the side. The cave was underwater. Outside the window, you could see the sky at the bottom of the river and the fish swimming. The light and shadow were intertwined. I don’t know if there were sail shadows passing over the water or the clouds in the sky blocking the sun.
The good spiritual tea in the cup had turned cold, and Zhou Jiangshen had no time to taste it. He withdrew his gaze and looked at the front of him with some expectation.
The chaos in the world is already very obvious. The court is still in chaos, and the human emperor still ignores the world, and even says that he is seriously ill. Those who are qualified to succeed the throne will either have an accident or disappear, and the rest will be entangled by monsters, or do things against each other, or are difficult to do. After several rounds of cleaning, the officials in the court no longer have basic governance capabilities.
Warlords arose, some were stationed generals, some even the heads of the prefecture, and they were often bewitched. There were also various ambitions who took advantage of the situation to occupy towns and dominate the system. Some of these were ambitious, some just wanted to take advantage of the chaos in the world, or just wanted to have a happy life.
It only makes people everywhere suffer, either corpses in the wild or are displaced and panicked. Even if the prefectures and counties that have not been directly affected and are neighbors with chaotic places, they will often be affected by the economy or refugees, and their lives will be difficult.
These gods from all over the world have their own communication channels, and in some aspects, their information is also well-informed.
After asking about the recent situation, Fang Chang sighed softly and said:
"I am running around the world for this matter. At present, I have found a key place that may be a breakthrough, and have also contacted a group of fellow practitioners who are willing to contribute to the elimination of disasters."
"It's just that the disasters on earth cannot be relied on us practitioners. This great disaster is also a disaster for ordinary creatures. We need to find a way to overcome them. Fortunately, I have seen the protagonists of the great disaster before. They are excellent enough. I don't know what the situation is now and whether they have become powerful."
Fang Chang has not been in contact for a long time, and they are the protagonists of this catastrophe, and their actions are covered by the secrets of heaven and are difficult to calculate.
In addition, what Fang Chang didn't tell Zhou Jiangshen was that in his spiritual sense, he felt that he would have to stay for a while when he returned to Xianqi Cliff. After the time was right, he would only gain something when he went down the mountain to the East China Sea, otherwise he would return without success.
After hearing Fang Chang's words, Zhou Jiangshen's mood improved a lot.
He picked up the fine porcelain lace landscape teapot, filled it with the square-long teacup, and said:
"That's good, that's good."
"As for human affairs, it is easy to understand. After all, although we can fight against the forces behind the scenes, we will never be able to deal with the warlords and bandits everywhere."
"Oh, some things are all up to you."
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After coming out of the Jiang Temple, Fang Chang looked at the direction of Lianzhou City.
Around the pier next to the Dongxu River was full of ships. But he did not go in that direction, but walked towards the wild pier in front.
There is no difference between hiring a boat or carrying a bamboo raft by yourself.
There were still few people coming and going from the wild pier, and several boatmen were buying wine under the shed with wine bags and jars, and chatting with each other enthusiastically.
The small bamboo steaks brought by Fang Chang are still tied to the original place.
He untied the rope, jumped up gently, picked up the long wormwood and gently supported the shore, and walked towards the heart of the river in the distance. The water flowed rapidly and the wind was straight. Even if the bamboo rows had no sails or oars, they relied on their light weight and were far faster than the horses under the wind.
Chapter completed!