Seeing this, Ding Xiaoyi pointed to the bronze furnace in front of him and asked, "What is this furnace used for?"

"It's very useful. Did you know that this is Taishang Laojun? He was once the most powerful god among the ancient gods. Among his followers were three Taoist priests with boundless magic power and vast supernatural powers.

On a stormy night, the three Taoist priests suddenly discovered that Taishang Laojun had descended to earth and dropped holy water to wish them to become gods.

But there were no containers around the three of them at that time, so they simply used a copper stove as a vessel to catch the holy water. If you don’t believe it, do you smell the fragrance in it?”

Taoist Wuju uttered lotus flowers and told stories at random. Everyone who listened was stunned. Those who didn't know thought he was a storyteller.

When they saw the stove being handed over, they couldn't help but go up and take a whiff.

"Hiss!! Why are you a bit naughty?" one person said with a frown.

"Yeah, yeah, it's a bit naughty!"

"Hey, holy water, it smells like this after it oxidizes over time." Taoist Wu Jie said disapprovingly.

Just as he was talking enthusiastically, Taoist Wuji glanced out of the corner of his eye and inadvertently saw Ding Xiaoyi standing by with his hands on his chest and looking at him with a smile.
Chapter completed!