The temple is not large in scale, but the architecture is quite beautiful, with dragons, paintings and phoenixes, and is carefully crafted.
There is a large pot in the temple with firewood burning underneath.
Something is simmering in the pot, making a gurgling sound, white mist rising, and a fragrant aroma.
In front of the cauldron, sat a middle-aged man, wearing a dark green gown, with an ordinary face and a cold expression.
He broke off the branches in his hands and was adding fire to the pot.
Behind him, the statue was silent, without any aura.
When Lu Wan walked into the temple carrying the Duan Chen Sword, he saw this scene.
"There's no need to be so tense. I'm used to eating first."
The middle-aged man raised his eyes and said calmly: "In this case, after death, you will no longer be a starving ghost."
The atmosphere in the temple was silent for a moment.
Lu Wan looked at the other party quietly, suddenly raised his eyebrows, and spoke slowly.
"You are not a temple god."
"God is in the pot."
The middle-aged man lifted the lid of the pot, and there was a big herring stewed inside, which was fragrant.
He looked at Lu Wan and said calmly: "If you didn't enter the temple just now, you wouldn't give me face..."
"Then what?"
"I will stew both of you into one pot."
"The pot is too small to cook the two of us, but if you cook one more, it's almost enough."
Lu Wan laughed, raised his sword and pointed at the middle-aged man, and said: "I originally thought that beheading a grass-headed god would cause trouble in the court... But now it seems that beheading you, a god-killer, will be a problem. Not big."
The middle-aged man picked up a dead branch and was about to break it when he heard these words, but stopped.
"Just refining Qi, pointing the sword at Daoji... I have lived for sixty years, and this is the first time I see you. Why do you think so?"
"With my sword!"
"The sword is good, but your cultivation is not good."
"Try?"
"I suggest you eat something first." The middle-aged man said slowly, "This is the flesh and blood of a 'god', which is quite rare."
"Is this necessary?"
"For me, it was necessary because I will never be able to speak again."
The middle-aged man said this, and then said: "And for you, it is even more necessary!"
"Because every time I say another word, you can live one more sentence."
"If you listen to me tell you a story, you can live for one more story."
"..." Lu Wan was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "So I made a lot of money?"
"Yes." The middle-aged man nodded slightly in approval.
"..."
Lu Wan looked cold and tightened his grip on the sword hilt.
He could hardly suppress the urge to hack the opponent to death... In fact, as soon as he entered the door, he wanted to pick flowers and chop the person, but the Fourth Ancestor suddenly stopped him.
There are two reasons.
First, this person's cultivation level is slightly lower than that of the head of Qujiang Luo family. Picking a real flower to kill the opponent is really killing a chicken with a butcher's knife!
Therefore, Lu Wan is currently using the secret technique of "Shaking the Galaxy with Divine Will" to fuse some of the virtual flowers to enhance the power of the virtual flowers. It will be enough to only use the "virtual flowers" later!
As for the second reason, this person is so popular that the Fourth Ancestor concluded that he came from the Pluto Sect!
That was the evil demon sect that was wiped out six hundred years ago!
In this sect, there is a strange technique, which is practiced in the world of the sun. After going through eighteen hells, it improves its cultivation through self-mutilation.
The next step for this middle-aged man is to reach tongue-pulling hell.
At that time, if this person pulls out his tongue, he will be able to break the shackles. From now on, there will be no obstacles in the Daoji realm. Within ten years, he will be able to reach the peak of this realm!
The Fourth Ancestor was obviously deeply curious about this Pluto Sect that had long since disappeared.
Moreover, he realized that this Pluto Sect disciple was in an extremely mysterious opportunity at this moment!
So the Fourth Patriarch asked him to hold off on taking action and cooperate with the other party for the time being. Maybe it would be a chance!
It's just that Lu Wan didn't expect that the other party's pretentiousness would be so blunt and really annoying!
And the Pluto sect member threw the branch in his hand into the fire, couldn't help but sigh, and said with a complicated expression: "This big herring has lived for more than one hundred and twenty years..."
There is a big river in Qujiang County, which is winding.
The big river has a branch called Shuhe.
Because throughout Qujiang County, students who go to the "main city" of Ziyang Region to take exams basically have to take a ferry and pass through this river.
There is a herring in the river. He has listened to poems and books since he was a child. He has developed his spiritual wisdom, understands the truth, and accumulates virtue and good deeds.
For hundreds of years, people who have fallen into the water in Shuhe Town have often been lifted back to the shore by herrings.
Among the scholars who came and went, there were also some who were not familiar with water and accidentally fell into the water and were rescued by herrings.
Some of these scholars were very talented and entered officialdom, writing articles, poems and praising their virtues.
Local people have often offered incense to them for nearly a hundred years.
After hundreds of years of practice and good deeds, the opportunity came for Laoyu. Sixteen years ago, he received the guidance of a Taoist priest from Xuantian Temple and built the Taoist foundation.
Last year, when signs of severe drought first appeared, the people offered sacrifices and worshiped at the riverside, begging the old fish to cast spells and hoping for good weather.
The old fish did not hesitate to exhaust his demonic energy, turned into rain, and almost died of exhaustion...
In the end, the Qujiang County Lord was deeply moved by his kindness and recommended the dying old fish in Shuhe River to ask for the title of god.
Liu Ce Yuzun approved the matter and reported it to the capital of the gods. Si Tianjian gave the talisman and granted him the status of god.
"The old fish was about to die, and was given a magical talisman to regain a new life. It became the god of this river and was worshiped by both sides of the river. It was considered a complete meritorious deed and lived up to its good deeds throughout its life."
The middle-aged man said this, smiled, looked at the big fish in the pot, and said: "It has been practicing for more than 120 years, and it has never done any evil. It has done good deeds in this life, and it has been granted the title of god. It is justified and reasonable!"
He raised his head, looked at Lu Wan, and said: "Forty-three years ago, I was also a scholar who went to the Ziyang Region to take the exam. The ferry passed by the River of Books and accidentally fell into the water. I was lifted up by it and luckily survived."
"..."
Lu Wan said with an expressionless face: "It is a kind creature and is more helpful to you than to save your life, but you killed it after it completed its achievements and became a god... and then stewed it in the pot?"
"yes."
The middle-aged man said quietly: "Who made it difficult for him to die?"
After he finished speaking, he exhaled, shook his head and said: "This year, the two Yin-Yang fish raised by Liu Ceyu tried to break through and be promoted to the Great Demon. Only the Red-Yang fish succeeded, and the Han-Yin fish fell short and almost died!"
"Register Liu Ce was reluctant to give up and reported to the Si Tianjian, requesting to be granted the title of god so that Hanyin Fish can continue its new life."
"But Si Tianjian believed that these two yin and yang spiritual fishes are the personal property of Liu Ce Yuzun. They have never benefited anyone and have insufficient merit accumulation, so he rejected the request."
"Actually, in the end, it's just Liu Ce Yuzun who offended a big shot in the divine capital in his early years."
Following the middle-aged man's words, Lu Wan also vaguely understood something.
After a moment of silence, Lu Wan slowly said: "So, the recommendation from Qujiang County Magistrate and the report from Liu Ce Yuzun were all for this Hanyin Fish from the very beginning?"
"The Hanyin fish is not qualified to be conferred the title of god by Si Tianjian, but this old fish who has done good deeds and accumulated virtue is qualified to be conferred as a god!"
"But from the very beginning, it was destined that the one sitting in the temple in the end would not be this old fish from Shuhe Town."
"So the big herring in Shuhe Town is still dead."
Having said this, Lu Wan shook his head, looked at the misty iron pot, and said, "You shouldn't end up like this."
"But in this world, people and things like this will end up in a miserable way."
The middle-aged man raised his head, his eyes were dazed, and said: "Back then, I was on the list, and later I was promoted to the eighth rank. I devoted myself to the people, worked hard, and worked conscientiously. In the end, my family was ruined... just because of something in the Divine Capital. A big shot, his distant grandnephew was embezzling money and perverting the law, so he used me as a scapegoat."
He spoke in a complicated tone and said: "This old fish who once saved my life was in a similar situation to me... Since it cannot escape this disaster, I personally came to give it a ride."
But at this moment, Lu Wan heard the voice of his master, Master Yanfa Taoist, in his mind.
"Cut off love and nature, cut off all ties to the world."
"The last step of the Pluto Sect's method of self-mutilation in hell is to kill all the seven emotions and six desires."
"This guy has just arrived at the gate of tongue-pulling hell, and he actually started planning the last level of hell, paving the way for it in advance."
"You do have some foresight, and some confidence to reach the top. If I hadn't met you today, I would have become a great figure in the future!"
