Many bandits were stunned for a moment, but after they realized that no one dared to enter the temple to check.
One of the bandits immediately said: Go and find three bosses!
He reminded me that someone hurried to find three leaders.
A moment later, the three heads arrived in a hurry and were also shocked to see the temple that had been built in less than a day!
Before they could ask questions, the bandits and craftsmen responsible for building the temple had already stepped forward and said in panic: The master, the second master, the third master, we were digging the foundation just now, and suddenly a strong wind blew up. In order to prevent dust and sand from being confused, we all closed our eyes.
Who knew that the wind stopped after a while, and when we opened our eyes, we were all moved out of it, and the temple was actually completed!
They are the three leaders of Ah, and everyone can see clearly... But what's going on?
Looking at it in panic by everyone, the three heads of the head immediately came to their senses. The second heads of the heads of the heads hesitated and whispered: Could it be... it's evil again?
The third leader immediately shook his head and said in a deep voice: When Qing Daxian is here, why are the evil spirits so bold?
The boss nodded slightly and immediately pointed at a bandit and ordered: You, go in and take a look!
The bandit suddenly turned pale, but he did not dare to disobey the command of the boss at all. He had to tremble: Yes...
He swallowed and walked towards the temple with his teeth.
Squeak.
The door of the red lacquer beast ring was pushed open, and the carvings of the screen wall were more displayed in front of everyone. The carvings were exquisite and lifelike. When the huge body of the green immortal occupied most of the screen wall, the twisted muscles were bulging high, and the huge palm grabbed many ghosts and monsters with abundant power. Its momentum was majestic, like a god standing upright.
The ghosts and monsters were strange in shape and hated in their faces. They were all curled up in the corner below the screen wall, and they were all very frightened, as if they were vulnerable to the Qing Daxian, without any resistance.
Below the screen wall, there is a row of black-colored tiles, with some flowers and plants planted in the pots. It is blooming at this moment, with purple and colorful colors.
The bandits stood in front of the screen wall, and the remaining sunset was still falling on their bodies, and the hot sweat that had just started working had not yet subsided. Looking at this neat and beautiful scene, they felt a chill rising from the tailbone.
In an instant, hot sweat turned into cold sweat.
However, the boss was watching from behind. He didn't dare to hesitate, so he paused for a moment and walked towards the back of the screen wall with difficulty.
Behind the screen wall is a small courtyard with lush plants and trees on both sides, and the fragrance of flowers is floating faintly. A huge bronze tripod is placed in the courtyard.
The base under the giant tripod was engraved with hundreds of suppressed demons, all of whom were struggling and crying, in pain but unable to break free.
The thunder pattern on the body of the tripod is everywhere, and rows of breast nail patterns are raised. The breath looks old and seems to come from the distant years.
At this moment, a stick of incense had been inserted into the cauldron, which was slowly burning.
Through the curling blue smoke, I happened to see three tiled houses lined up.
The door of the room in the middle is wide open, and the rules of the main hall of the inner temple are exactly the same. On the table, a bright yellow curtain rolled up to both sides, revealing a statue of a god with a beast-headed and human body and a leopard-eyed turbid yellow eyes.
It is precisely the Qing Daxian!
He had actually sat in the shrine with his eyes closed!
The originally terrifying bandit suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was not because of the demons, but because of the fairy tale of Qing Daxian!
He immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to the immortal repeatedly: Being a green immortal, his magic power is boundless!Great immortals are great compassionate, great compassionate...
Please bless the great immortal... Please bless the great immortal...
As he knocked, the bandit gradually calmed down. He immediately thought that such a major event could not be delayed, so he had to report to the three leaders immediately.
So the bandit quickly got up and went out...
Soon, the story of the Qing Daxian appearing again spread throughout Dangqing Village.
As night fell, the bonfire was beating. In the temporary stove, many bandits were excited and were busy preparing meat, wild vegetables, wild fruits, etc.
Not long after, they prepared a table of food that was quite desirable. Then they opened the cage, took out the most gorgeous set of tableware from the stolen goods, and carefully put them on the plate.
The three leaders specially changed into a new set of robes. After taking a shower and changing clothes, they brought the bandits and food that served as tributes to the temple one after another.
Being a Qing Daxian, being compassionate and kind, bless me to be a Qingzhai... As the entire service of being a Qingzhai, the huge tripod, which had only one stick of incense, was soon inserted into the dense incense.
For a moment, smoke lingered like clouds, scattering the temple, blurring the faces of the gods in the shrine.
The three leaders took the lead, all the bandits crawled on the ground and worshiped devoutly: Be the Qing Daxian, has endless magic power, and be willing to worship Qingzhai forever...
The grace of the great immortal, we will never forget the eternal aspiration...
I respectfully invite the great immortal spirit to surrender... I hope to enjoy the food...
The incense burned wildly, and the entire temple was shrouded in a layer of light green mist.
The misty and chaos look less like the world, and it shows the more majesty the ghosts and gods.
The sacrifice lasted until midnight, and the bandits gradually dispersed.
The small temple stands alone on the slope, with the incense in the cauldron still on the table, and a storm lantern is lit on each side, illuminating the sacrifices stacked on the cups and plates.
There are air-dried poultry, beef and mutton, temporary game, candied fruits, wild fruits, wild vegetables, malt sugar, wine... there are a wide variety of them.
At this time, the statue of the god suddenly opened his eyes in the bright yellow curtain.
A white light flashed, and it turned into Pei Ling's appearance.
The figures of Li Lieyue and Yan Minghuà slowly emerged below.
Li Lieyue said: Junior Brother Pei, you are all ready.
Pei Ling nodded slightly. The layout of the temple is exactly the same as that of the Daxian Temple in Luhua Village.
Of course, this was folded by Senior Sister Li using origami technology. She can't get wet at the moment and can maintain the effect for up to two or three days.
Before becoming a saint, Senior Sister Li mastered the five inheritances of the soul path, sword path, paper path, formation path, and weapon path.
When he won the Outer Sect Competition, the Supervisory Hall Master asked him to choose a true teacher for advice, so he specially introduced to him the inheritance mastered by Senior Sister Li.
Therefore, although Senior Sister Li is currently majoring in the soul path, she also has some knowledge of the other four paths.
This temporarily folded temple, not to mention those mortal bandits, even in his current state, he had to carefully identify it before he could recognize it was folded on paper...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said: Just like last time, don’t get close to ghosts and gods.
Once the ghosts and gods take action, retreat immediately.
Li Lieyue and Yan Minghuà both nodded: OK.
As soon as they finished speaking, the figures of the two disappeared.
One of the bandits immediately said: Go and find three bosses!
He reminded me that someone hurried to find three leaders.
A moment later, the three heads arrived in a hurry and were also shocked to see the temple that had been built in less than a day!
Before they could ask questions, the bandits and craftsmen responsible for building the temple had already stepped forward and said in panic: The master, the second master, the third master, we were digging the foundation just now, and suddenly a strong wind blew up. In order to prevent dust and sand from being confused, we all closed our eyes.
Who knew that the wind stopped after a while, and when we opened our eyes, we were all moved out of it, and the temple was actually completed!
They are the three leaders of Ah, and everyone can see clearly... But what's going on?
Looking at it in panic by everyone, the three heads of the head immediately came to their senses. The second heads of the heads of the heads hesitated and whispered: Could it be... it's evil again?
The third leader immediately shook his head and said in a deep voice: When Qing Daxian is here, why are the evil spirits so bold?
The boss nodded slightly and immediately pointed at a bandit and ordered: You, go in and take a look!
The bandit suddenly turned pale, but he did not dare to disobey the command of the boss at all. He had to tremble: Yes...
He swallowed and walked towards the temple with his teeth.
Squeak.
The door of the red lacquer beast ring was pushed open, and the carvings of the screen wall were more displayed in front of everyone. The carvings were exquisite and lifelike. When the huge body of the green immortal occupied most of the screen wall, the twisted muscles were bulging high, and the huge palm grabbed many ghosts and monsters with abundant power. Its momentum was majestic, like a god standing upright.
The ghosts and monsters were strange in shape and hated in their faces. They were all curled up in the corner below the screen wall, and they were all very frightened, as if they were vulnerable to the Qing Daxian, without any resistance.
Below the screen wall, there is a row of black-colored tiles, with some flowers and plants planted in the pots. It is blooming at this moment, with purple and colorful colors.
The bandits stood in front of the screen wall, and the remaining sunset was still falling on their bodies, and the hot sweat that had just started working had not yet subsided. Looking at this neat and beautiful scene, they felt a chill rising from the tailbone.
In an instant, hot sweat turned into cold sweat.
However, the boss was watching from behind. He didn't dare to hesitate, so he paused for a moment and walked towards the back of the screen wall with difficulty.
Behind the screen wall is a small courtyard with lush plants and trees on both sides, and the fragrance of flowers is floating faintly. A huge bronze tripod is placed in the courtyard.
The base under the giant tripod was engraved with hundreds of suppressed demons, all of whom were struggling and crying, in pain but unable to break free.
The thunder pattern on the body of the tripod is everywhere, and rows of breast nail patterns are raised. The breath looks old and seems to come from the distant years.
At this moment, a stick of incense had been inserted into the cauldron, which was slowly burning.
Through the curling blue smoke, I happened to see three tiled houses lined up.
The door of the room in the middle is wide open, and the rules of the main hall of the inner temple are exactly the same. On the table, a bright yellow curtain rolled up to both sides, revealing a statue of a god with a beast-headed and human body and a leopard-eyed turbid yellow eyes.
It is precisely the Qing Daxian!
He had actually sat in the shrine with his eyes closed!
The originally terrifying bandit suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it was not because of the demons, but because of the fairy tale of Qing Daxian!
He immediately knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to the immortal repeatedly: Being a green immortal, his magic power is boundless!Great immortals are great compassionate, great compassionate...
Please bless the great immortal... Please bless the great immortal...
As he knocked, the bandit gradually calmed down. He immediately thought that such a major event could not be delayed, so he had to report to the three leaders immediately.
So the bandit quickly got up and went out...
Soon, the story of the Qing Daxian appearing again spread throughout Dangqing Village.
As night fell, the bonfire was beating. In the temporary stove, many bandits were excited and were busy preparing meat, wild vegetables, wild fruits, etc.
Not long after, they prepared a table of food that was quite desirable. Then they opened the cage, took out the most gorgeous set of tableware from the stolen goods, and carefully put them on the plate.
The three leaders specially changed into a new set of robes. After taking a shower and changing clothes, they brought the bandits and food that served as tributes to the temple one after another.
Being a Qing Daxian, being compassionate and kind, bless me to be a Qingzhai... As the entire service of being a Qingzhai, the huge tripod, which had only one stick of incense, was soon inserted into the dense incense.
For a moment, smoke lingered like clouds, scattering the temple, blurring the faces of the gods in the shrine.
The three leaders took the lead, all the bandits crawled on the ground and worshiped devoutly: Be the Qing Daxian, has endless magic power, and be willing to worship Qingzhai forever...
The grace of the great immortal, we will never forget the eternal aspiration...
I respectfully invite the great immortal spirit to surrender... I hope to enjoy the food...
The incense burned wildly, and the entire temple was shrouded in a layer of light green mist.
The misty and chaos look less like the world, and it shows the more majesty the ghosts and gods.
The sacrifice lasted until midnight, and the bandits gradually dispersed.
The small temple stands alone on the slope, with the incense in the cauldron still on the table, and a storm lantern is lit on each side, illuminating the sacrifices stacked on the cups and plates.
There are air-dried poultry, beef and mutton, temporary game, candied fruits, wild fruits, wild vegetables, malt sugar, wine... there are a wide variety of them.
At this time, the statue of the god suddenly opened his eyes in the bright yellow curtain.
A white light flashed, and it turned into Pei Ling's appearance.
The figures of Li Lieyue and Yan Minghuà slowly emerged below.
Li Lieyue said: Junior Brother Pei, you are all ready.
Pei Ling nodded slightly. The layout of the temple is exactly the same as that of the Daxian Temple in Luhua Village.
Of course, this was folded by Senior Sister Li using origami technology. She can't get wet at the moment and can maintain the effect for up to two or three days.
Before becoming a saint, Senior Sister Li mastered the five inheritances of the soul path, sword path, paper path, formation path, and weapon path.
When he won the Outer Sect Competition, the Supervisory Hall Master asked him to choose a true teacher for advice, so he specially introduced to him the inheritance mastered by Senior Sister Li.
Therefore, although Senior Sister Li is currently majoring in the soul path, she also has some knowledge of the other four paths.
This temporarily folded temple, not to mention those mortal bandits, even in his current state, he had to carefully identify it before he could recognize it was folded on paper...
Thinking of this, Pei Ling immediately said: Just like last time, don’t get close to ghosts and gods.
Once the ghosts and gods take action, retreat immediately.
Li Lieyue and Yan Minghuà both nodded: OK.
As soon as they finished speaking, the figures of the two disappeared.
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