Chapter 39: Entering Sanqing Palace

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Deng Mao, who was standing by the well, snorted coldly when he saw this. He pulled the bright yellow satin in his hand, and immediately saw a strange figure being pulled out amidst a fierce struggle, but it was wrapped in bright yellow satin. Like a rice dumpling, no matter how the strange figure changes its shape or how hard it struggles, it can't get rid of the shackles of the bright yellow silk.

Huang Huai couldn't help but swallowed when he saw this scene. This was the first time he had seen the evil spirit in this world with his own eyes. Looking at the evil spirit tied up, the horror was indeed terrifying. Even at a glance, he felt Chilling in my heart.

"punish!"

Following Deng Mao's scolding, the next moment he saw a flame spreading along the bright yellow silk and satin all over Xie Sui's body. In Xie Sui's fierce struggle, the flames drowned everything, and Xie Sui's figure disappeared in an instant.

After doing this, Deng Mao seemed to have completed a simple task. With a shake of his hand, bright yellow satin was wrapped around his waist and two bright yellow satin hung down.

The faces of Zhang Yan's master and apprentice in the distance were full of surprises. Zhang Yan even stroked his beard and sighed: "What a mighty and powerful Dharma Protector. What a good method. It's really a good method."

Han Song also had an envious look on his face and said: "The key is that he looks very majestic. He is tall and tall, wearing an embroidered jacket, a bright yellow ribbon tied around his waist, flying cloud boots, and a bright and upright face. In comparison, the tiger-headed and human body-guarding deities of our Dahe Gate really pale in comparison."

Zhang Yan couldn't help but glare at Han Song when he heard this. Although Zhang Yan had the same thoughts as Han Song, no matter how bad his protector generals were, he couldn't despise them.

Shrinking his neck, Han Song glanced at the yellow scarf warrior with envy, and whispered to Zhang Yan: "Master, what should we do next, that devil..."

Zhang Yan swung his sleeves and said, "Think about it. The owner of this house can control a second-level Dharma Protector General. What do you think will happen if the devil bumps into such a master?" "

Han Song suddenly said: "It seems that the devil has lost all his luck and is dead."

Just as Han Song was talking, he saw his master leaping up and heading towards the Dahe Gate. Han Song was stunned and glanced at the figure of the yellow scarf warrior with nostalgia, followed Zhang Yan and said: "Master, let's do this Why don't you go back and say hello to the owner of that house..."

Zhang Yan snorted coldly and said: "Do you know who the other party is? I don't distinguish between friends and foes. I don't know where the other party comes from. If you go there rashly in the middle of the night, how do you think the other party will react! Don't forget, this is Shun Anfang, there is still a being with the status of an emperor living here, have you forgotten all the instructions given by the head brother?"

After teaching Han Song a lesson, the master and apprentice disappeared into the night.

But it was said that Deng Mao appeared in the side room with something in his hand, saluted Huang Huai and said: "The evil spirit has been punished, and the little god has come to pay the order!"

As he spoke, he raised his hands high and offered the object in his hand in front of Huang Huai, saying: "This is obtained by killing evil spirits, and it is specially dedicated to the gods!"

Huang Huai's eyes fell on Deng Mao's raised hands. His eyes lit up when he saw the thing. It was a slightly dull light cyan bead.

"this……"

Deng Maodao said: "This thing was transformed from the original source after the evil spirit was destroyed. It contains weak mysterious energy and pure will power."

Huang Huai had gotten one of this thing before after He Yuan's death, and now he got another one by slaying an evil spirit.

Reaching out to take the light blue bead in his hand, Huang Huai nodded slightly towards Deng Mao.

Deng Mao took a step back, his brilliance dimmed, and he turned into a statue of the Yellow Turban Warrior again and stood beside the divine case. Silence fell in the side room.

Standing there, Huang Huai pondered for a long time, bowed to the statue of Guanyin, and then disappeared with the statue of Emperor Guan Sheng in his arms.

In the side hall of the Truth-seeking Temple, Huang Huai carefully returned the statue of Guan Sheng Emperor to the sacred case, and soon Huang Huai took the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules back to the warehouse.

He called Deng Mao softly, but unfortunately there was no response from the Yellow Turban Hercules statue this time. With the precedent of the Guan Sheng Emperor statue, Huang Huai did not feel disappointed.

Patting the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules, Huang Huai said softly: "I will send you into the temple to continue enjoying the incense offerings. I hope that by then you will be able to digest and absorb more of the incense power, become more spiritual, and become a true god."

Huang Huai now attaches great importance to the statue of the Yellow Turban Warriors who already has a certain amount of intelligence. If he has enough incense and will power, then he may obtain a real Yellow Turban Warriors Deng Mao.

Even though the Yellow Turban Hercules is an inferior god among the many deities of Chinese Taoism, seeing how the Yellow Turban Hercules can cleanly wipe out an evil spirit, it should be enough to at least be used to guard homes and courtyards, and to exorcise evil spirits from houses.

Thinking that he could control a real Yellow Turban Warrior for his own use, Huang Huai couldn't help but feel excited. He stepped forward and directly picked up the Yellow Turban Warrior statue and ran towards the Sanqing Palace.

The main god worshiped by Xunzhen Temple is Emperor Zhenwu, but no matter which Taoist temple it is, it will worship Taoist Sanqing, and Xunzhen Temple is no exception.

It's just that compared to other gods, the incense offerings of Taoist Sanqing in the side hall are much inferior. After all, the main god enshrined in Xunzhen Temple is not Taoist Sanqing.

Pushing open the palace door, he struggled to carry the statue of the Yellow Turban Warrior into the Sanqing Palace.

With a glance, he saw three statues of Taoist Sanqing being enshrined high on the sacred table. On the left and right, there were statues of a golden boy and a jade girl serving on the sides. They were in the shadow of Taoist Sanqing and were offered incense.

Huang Huai put down the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules, and then respectfully bowed to Sanqing Taoist Master. Then Huang Huai stepped forward and moved the statue of Golden Boy down.

He secretly prayed to the golden boy in his heart, and then placed the statue of the Yellow Turban Hercules in the Golden Boy's place. After doing this, Huang Huai looked at it. Although the statue of Sanqing Taoist Master had a Yellow Turban Rishi on one side and a Jade Girl on the other, what did he think? They are all a bit disharmonious, but it is not important whether they are harmonious or not. What is important is that the yellow scarf warriors can burn incense and worship them.

Of course, if you want to change the statue at will, you still have to say hello to the senior brother in charge here. Otherwise, when the golden boy is replaced by a yellow scarf warrior, I am afraid that the people in the main channel will be alerted immediately and they will be replaced.

Originally, Huang Huai wanted to send the statue of the Yellow Turban Warrior to the main hall of Emperor Zhenwu. After all, the incense of Emperor Zhenwu in the main hall is really the most prosperous. However, the ones who deserve to enjoy the incense in the main hall are the turtle and snake generals under Emperor Zhenwu. The most important thing is that if he casually replaces the statues in the main hall without the consent of the people in the main hall, when everyone sees him the next morning, no matter how much the people in the main hall dote on him, they will probably expose him. Beat him up.