"Nanyang?"
Jiang Qi's expression changed. Basically everyone in Kyushu knew where Nanyang was.
There, there was a sage named Zhuge Liang.
"Are you going to find Mr. Zhuge?"
Jiang Qi asked, and after the second master nodded, his expression became yearning unconsciously.
After all, that was Marquis Wu!
Although I don’t know what the second master wants to do with Wuhou, but from what the second master said, it seems that there is some way to awaken Wuhou’s thoughts or something similar?
If this is the case, then this is an opportunity to face Marquis Wu!
"There are some things that a certain family has only a partial understanding of. Only the military advisor can have the answers."
The second master said this, and then looked at the people below who were continuously offering incense to him.
"There is a feeling in a certain family that the incense of the military advisor has not been cut off, and is still worshiped by the people of Kyushu."
"Thousands of years later, it is still going on. How lucky I and the military advisor are."
"This is what you and Wuhou deserve."
Jiang Qi replied, with a hint of doubt in his eyes, why did the second master only mention Wuhou and not Liu Bei?
This is not normal. In Er Ye's heart, no matter how high the status of Marquis Wu is, he cannot compare to Liu Bei.
But Jiang Qi did not ask, but changed the question: "Second Master, are you sure that Marquis Wu's thoughts are in Nanyang?"
This is not because Jiang Qi does not believe in the Second Master, but because the largest Wuhou Temple currently is in Shu.
"Where can I be if I'm not in Nanyang?"
The second master asked in confusion. In his impression, all those who were enshrined should be in their hometown.
Just like in Changshan, he felt that someone was worshiping Zilong, but the incense was not that strong.
"Maybe in Shu."
Jiang Qi said softly: "There is a Wuhou Temple there, which is a temple for monarchs and ministers. It is dedicated to Han Zhaolie Emperor and Wuhou, as well as you and General Zhang Fei."
"Sichuan land?"
The second master was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and there was a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.
After a long time, a sincere and gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Yes, it should be in Shu."
"How could it not be in Shu?"
The second master murmured a question, stood up, and said to Jiang Qi: "Little friend, it's not too late."
"The seniors have a call, and the juniors must obey."
Jiang Qi also stood up. He couldn't miss the opportunity to meet Wu Hou.
"Let's go."
As the second master waved his hand, a divine light emitted, covering himself and Jiang Qi, and their figures slowly disappeared.
Jiang Qi didn't know that after he and Er Ye left, there was a Taoist priest downstairs who was doubting life.
The dignified Taoist priest of Longhu Mountain seemed like a trembling quail at this moment.
It took more than half an hour before he finally regained his composure, with a heavy lingering fear in his expression.
"What kind of Qi machine was that just now?"
"Could it be that Emperor Guan Sheng appears?"
Zhang Lingfeng glanced at the sky outside and his expression became determined.
"In the evening, Pindao will hold a religious ceremony and a feast to awaken the will of Emperor Guan Sheng!"
the other side.
Jiang Qi experienced what it means to fly, literally.
Originally, Jiang Qi thought that he could walk in the wind with the help of Feng Shui Qi machine, and his speed was already extremely fast.
But now Jiang Qi found that he was wrong.
Being carried by the second master, flying is no longer extremely fast.
The moment he just ascended to the sky, Jiang Qi, who was being held up by the collar by the second master, discovered that there was a layer of cloud-like stuff around the second master, which was in the shape of a funnel.
This is the embodiment of breaking the speed of sound in an instant.
And this speed is just the beginning for the second master.
After landing, when Jiang Qi put his feet on the ground, his legs were actually a little weak.
To be able to train Jiang Qi, who is now a real cultivator in the world, to this level shows how fast the second master is.
"Is this Wuhou Temple?"
It is already evening and Wuhou Temple has been closed.
But naturally they couldn't stop Er Ye and Jiang Qi from falling from the sky.
Although there are still people patrolling at night, if Er Ye doesn't want ordinary people to find out, there are many ways.
The second master raised his head. In front of him was a temple with a letter: "Temple of Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty"
This is a temple dedicated to Liu Bei.
Jiang Qi said from the side: "The Wuhou Temple is at the back. Second Master, do you want to go in and take a look?"
Of course he was talking about the Han Zhaolie Emperor Temple in front of him.
Originally, Jiang Qi thought that the second master would not refuse. After all, this was Liu Bei's temple.
"No need."
To Jiang Qi's surprise, the second master shook his head slowly, but his eyes still fell on the plaque.
"My lord, have you finally proclaimed yourself emperor?"
The second master slowly exhaled a breath, with inexplicable regret in his tone, and walked around the Han Zhaolie Emperor Temple.
As if seeing Jiang Qi's doubts, the second master explained softly: "There is no lord's thoughts or will in the temple here."
"If my lord had not proclaimed himself emperor, there might be something left behind, but now."
The second master didn't finish his words, but Jiang Qi was still thoughtful.
To put it harshly, people who come to Wuhou Temple will pay homage to Emperor Zhaolie of the Han Dynasty even for the sake of Zhuge Wuhou.
But after so many years of accumulation of incense, the second master said nothing.
This seems to be related to Liu Bei proclaiming himself emperor.
Or is it that as long as you become emperor, nothing will be left behind?
Jiang Qi thought to himself and followed the second master's footsteps towards the direction of Wuhou Temple.
The two of them arrived at Wuhou Temple.
This time, the second master walked in.
Jiang Qi naturally followed closely behind.
After entering Wuhou Temple, the second master looked up at the statue of a scholar holding a feather fan, his expression unconsciously filled with memories.
The Marquis Wu in this statue looks rich and kind, with slightly squinted eyes, sitting there with a feather fan on his abdomen.
But Guan Yu knew that a real military advisor was not like this.
"The military advisor is no longer as heroic as he was when we first met Nanyang."
The second master murmured to himself.
Reminiscing about the past, the three of them went to Nanyang to seek talents, and after three visits to the thatched cottage, they saw the appearance of the crouching dragon.
The young man, who was only in his twenties, was so heroic and looked down upon the world.
The pair of Long and Zhong established a three-thirds situation in the world.
No one knew at the time that the situation that a white scholar told the fallen general would actually be created in the future.
But as time went by, the heroic and proud scholar turned into a military advisor who was indifferent to emotions and anger, and kept thousands of mysteries in his mind.
Guan Yu knew very well how much effort the scholar spent in establishing the three points of the world.
Thinking of this, Guan Yu had a hint of guilt in his eyes.
Three quarters of the game were almost destroyed in the hands of Guan Yu.
In Jiang Qi's shocked look, the peerless general, the powerful Guan Yu and Guan Yunchang in China, the Guan Sheng Emperor who has been respected by the world for thousands of years.
He was half-kneeling in front of the statue of Marquis Wu, just like pushing down a jade pillar from a golden mountain!
There are only a handful of people in the world who can see Guan Yu.
Apart from his parents, there are only two people who can make Guan Yu kneel down and worship him!
"Yu, please forgive me!"
(End of chapter)
