The rightmost place in Kunlun Realm is Xianyuan.

When going down from Lingxiao Palace, you can vaguely see the sparkling lakes, flower valleys, grasslands, and jungles. Only when you actually come in do you realize how deep and vast this place is.

There are rockeries, zoos, stables, lakes, etc., and now there are all kinds of spiritual beasts and alien species living in them.

Several red-scaled dragons in the lake rose into the sky, causing rainwater to scatter on the turf and woodland. Cranes danced on the shore, and the two cranes spread their wings and flew into the sky together, circling the Kunlun realm before returning.

The white elk in the forest jumped up gracefully, startling the nimble moon rabbit to lift its feet from the ground and look at it, and there were even exotic butterflies and bees flying in the flower valley.

"After you finish spreading the water, go back to the lake."

General Donkey was lying on the rockery in the middle of the lake. As soon as he showed his power, he saw the beasts bowing their heads and the cranes circling around him to please him.

"Roar!"

The roar of the dragon was like thunder in the legend, but now it seemed weak. There was fear in the soft voice.

Several dragons immediately panicked and sank into the lake, never daring to appear again.

It was causing trouble everywhere in its free time, so the master handed over this fairy garden to its management.

Now General Donkey was very proud of himself. He managed these spiritual beasts and alien species obediently and commanded them to wander around the fairy garden every day. Anyone who dared not obey would be beaten up.

When I have nothing to do, I like to go for a walk in Kunlun, capture all kinds of strange beasts and spirits at the foot of the mountain, bring them to the Lingyuan, and mark them to prevent them from escaping.

There is quite a feeling that in this field of corn, I, General Donkey, am the king.

At this time, Yunjun suddenly appeared, stepped out of the clouds, and stood on the top of the rockery in the lake.

General Donkey didn't like Mr. Yun. When he saw him, he shouted loudly: "This is my general's territory. You Yun Yao are not allowed to trespass without permission."

Jun Yun didn't seem to notice General Donkey's displeasure at all, and said directly: "The Ghost Festival is here."

General Donkey tilted his head: "So what if we arrive?"

Jun Yun had completely given up the idea of ​​saving the donkey because of his stupidity. He looked at General Donkey with pitiful eyes and shook his head: "You stupid donkey, have you forgotten again?"

"Master Dao said that this year's Ghost Festival, the gates of hell will be opened wide, and the dead souls from all over the world will be released into the underworld, reincarnated or left in the underworld."

"It is the reincarnation of the underworld. It is the most important and most testing thing, and it is related to all living beings in the world."

"Let us remind him when the time comes."

General Donkey is not as stupid as he is when it comes to serious matters, but he is extraordinarily clever in some aspects.

Immediately, a treacherous look burst out in the big donkey's eyes, and he encouraged Yun Jun with evil intentions: "Then go and talk to the master!

Yunjun has suffered so many losses from this donkey, how could he still be fooled?

"I haven't come out of seclusion and haven't woken up yet. I'm not that stupid. I just went over to wake him up."

General Donkey's head fell down, his eyes showing displeasure: "Hey!"

Suddenly, General Donkey and Jun Yun looked towards the Baihua Valley in the Fairy Garden.

"The master has left seclusion."

Under the pavilion in the Baihua Valley of the Fairy Garden, a Bodhi tree that was moved here has grown to nearly ten feet tall.

The Taoist lay down under the Bodhi tree, and the colorful flowers spread around the Bodhi tree and spread throughout the valley.

It was as if I fell asleep smelling the fragrance of flowers, and as if my soul had already flown to the sky.

Butterflies hover around the Taoist, as if the Taoist's immortal body is also exuding fragrance.

The Taoist opened his eyes and placed the butterfly on his fingertips in front of his eyes.

"The laws between heaven and earth are indeed changing."

"And it's getting faster and faster."

"Is this the sublimation of heaven and earth? To what extent will it sublimate?"

The days of being a god are much more boring than Daojun Kongchen imagined, and the years in heaven pass so fast that before you know it, it seems like a long time has passed.

"It's autumn?"

But Kong Chenzi felt that he had not even passed summer yet, and that he had entered autumn as soon as he dreamed.

The Taoist stood up and stretched. The three guardian gods of Qinglong Boy, Donkey General and Yunjun appeared at some point and surrounded him.

The Taoist put down his hand, and the loose sleeves of his robe fell down. At the same time, he asked: "When is it?"

Qinglong boy said quickly: "Master, tomorrow is the Ghost Festival."

Kong Chenzi nodded and looked at the three protectors.

"I said before retreating that Chixia Yuanjun used ghosts and gods to imprint his way on the heaven and earth, and Tao Shenjun used the ghost gate to integrate his way into the great way."

"Think about how your magical powers of law can be imprinted between heaven and earth, so that you can step into the next level of Shinto practice."

"In the future, I can not only benefit the people of the world, but also accumulate merit and incense for myself."

"You three, what do you think?"

The Qinglong boy raised his hands and said: "The only thing the Qinglong Association has is the sword. The sword is a killing weapon. If you use it, you will kill. If you use it lightly, it is unknown."

"After much thought, only the Azure Dragon Sword Seal and Flying Sword methods are more practical.

"The method of sending letters with flying swords can be imprinted on the heaven and earth, so that all sentient beings in the world can also use the method of sending letters thousands of miles away."

Yun Jun also said: "Yun Jun's magical power can soar into the clouds and ride in the mist, and can be used in the realm of clouds. I am going to choose one of the two to imprint it on the heaven and earth, so that the great avenues of heaven and earth can be sensed, and all living beings can borrow my power."

Kong Chenzi looked at General Donkey.

General Donkey hesitated and said aggrievedly after seeing the uncle's unkind expression.

"The little donkey only knows how to set fires. After thinking about it, no one seems to be able to use me."

"I went to look at the human world a few days ago. It seems that the most used place in the human world is cooking."

"The little donkey can't be a kitchen god, right?"

Kong Chenzi shook his head. General Donkey's magical power can be said to be the most practical magical power. This donkey really has an elm-headed head.

However, we are not in a hurry right now, but rather prepare these three in advance.

"Just think about it and make some preparations in advance."

"How to do it specifically? You can check more in the lower world in the future before starting."

Kong Chenzi looked towards the Kunlun Realm: "Now we should go and see what the world has become after reincarnation started."

"Look at how the gods of the underworld are doing."

Yun Jun stepped forward at the right time and couldn't help but said.

"Master Dao, I heard that Jiangzhou puts out lanterns every year during the Ghost Festival. Thousands of lanterns on the river flow down the river, which is as beautiful as a picture scroll."

"How about we go to Jiangzhou first and have a look."

As soon as General Donkey heard the name of Jiangzhou, he immediately remembered the happy days in Jiangzhou in the past and kept nodding his head: "That's right, sir."

“Jiangzhou is a great place!”

Yunjun and General Donkey obviously coveted the prosperity of Jiangzhou, but after listening to the words of the second protector god, Kong Chenzi couldn't help but think of the scenes in Jiangzhou in the past.

"Then let's go to Jiangzhou first!"

Kong Chenzi had just thought about Jiangzhou when suddenly he heard an extremely noisy voice in his mind. Countless people were shouting the name of Lord Kongchen, praying for his blessing.

That was the sound of thousands of people offering sacrifices to him, and it must have been a grand and solemn sacrifice.

If it were normal, this would not be a strange thing, but this time is the Ghost Festival, and it is not the time to worship his Lord Kongchen.

“On the Zhongyuan Festival, shouldn’t we offer sacrifices to our ancestors in the underworld?”

"Why sacrifice me?"

Outside Jiangzhou City, there are ten miles and eight villages.

The Kongchen Daojun Temple, which was converted from the Shili Baxiang Ancestral Hall, is now crowded with people.

The temple enshrines Kongchen Taoist monarchs, but the side hall houses the spiritual tablets of their ancestors.

Old men, young men, women, and children gathered together and set up tables outside the temple. High incense was burning in the big cauldron in front of the temple. The smoke floated toward the sky, and the fragrance spread throughout the village.
Chapter completed!