"The current sect dares to raise any conditions. How is it different from the bandits on the mountain?"

He was very angry when he came to help me, but he had already experienced the cunningness of the monks, so naturally he didn't need to waste time on this matter.

"They haven't broken away from the worldly thoughts of human beings. They just have a dharma name. That is to say, the monsters have been making trouble recently, so they have the opportunity to rob."

If the era of evil spirits had not come, which monk would dare to be so rampant?

It's just a matter of buying some faith on your own.

No matter what useful weapons the government has now or the development of military weapons, it cannot solve the danger posed by evil spirits.

To protect the country, one must use magic, which gave the monks an opportunity.

Agree to Wanfa Temple, or refuse?

This is a difficult question, and Mr. Jing has a headache for the first time doing multiple-choice questions.

"If we agree to their conditions, Wanfa Temple will be lawless from now on. Who knows what the country will be like? People will support them crazily."

"If you don't agree, then the capital will be destroyed and the country will lose its kingdom... Alas!"

"It's all about power."

Xie An's gang is full of yin and yang.

"The current situation is favorable to them, but I am very curious. With the current situation, it is unclear whether the country can continue. Shouldn't the first reaction of these sects be how to keep their sects?"

"Taking a step back, if they could bear the heavy burden of this country, there would be nothing official to do, and the country would have been taken over by them to govern."

Xie Anbang felt that what he said made sense.

"Instead of turning to the Lao Shizi sect for help, it is better to look to the gods. The gods in the underworld have helped time deal with evil spirits several times."

"God never asks for anything, because he is powerful enough."

Xie Anbang said.

"That's why I came. If I could be taken care of by the gods, wouldn't my capital be stable?"

"Anbang, you have to find a way for me to see the mountain god there."

Mr. Jing knew very well what those monks were thinking. They just wanted to establish the status of his sect, so he also set up a way to attract him to come here.

Now, when the lion opens his mouth, it is obvious. If Mr. Jing refuses, he will be left alone.

Mr. Jing wants to see the mountain god in the underworld, but he has nothing to give to the mountain god.

To risk his life? No, the mountain god does not lack his soul.

Therefore, Mr. Jing was very nervous, but because of the urgency of the matter, he would sacrifice his face and come to Lin Mansion.

"Actually, I have never seen a god head-on."

Xie Anbang told the truth.

"However, if it were you, I would be willing to be shameless and ask for a meeting."

After discussing for a while, the two people arrived at Dicao Temple.

According to the time, the leader would not go out today, but he wanted to see the gods so much, so he hurried to Dicao Temple that day.

What most motivated his desire to meet was the sight of people living their normal lives while sitting in the car.

I find it unbelievable. Compared with the capital city, this place is like paradise! It’s all thanks to God that the people are so happy.

Originally, his security team needed to follow him closely, but Mr. Jing refused.

The reasons given are also very convincing.

No one dares to make mistakes in Dicao Temple, otherwise they will be punished by the mountain god brother.

Furthermore, he represents the Ziwei Emperor Star. In ancient times, the gods would give him three points of thin noodles. It was already rude for him to pay a sudden visit. Why would he cause trouble to the gods?

So he disguised himself and entered the crowd.

However, because of his special temperament, he still caused quite a commotion.

Who is this? Why does it make people feel scared when they see it?

What kind of background does one have to be fully equipped to worship a god?

At this moment, Mr. Jing, who was about to enter the main entrance, had bright eyes.

"He has a pig head? What about a sheep head?"

On the happy rocking chair, there is a pig head wearing sunglasses, holding watermelon juice and sweet corn and chewing it.

Someone even applied sunscreen to the pig head, which made me happy.

"This guy is not just a fake. There is too much heat that makes him drift away. Only when he gets benefits will he admit that he is a pig."

"So far, this guy has not shown much ability. People just regard him as a mascot. He can eat and sleep, which means he can earn living expenses."

Xie An's mouth was a little crooked. When it came to King Zhu Gang, he didn't want to introduce it. He always felt embarrassed in front of the leader.

"It's really good. I thought gods were serious and hard to approach. I never thought there would be such an interesting little thing. Being a mascot is just right for him. He's so down-to-earth."

Mr. Jing had wrinkles on his face after a long absence.

"Yes."

Xie Anbang echoed.

The popularity of King Zhugang in Cao Temple in Linfu cannot be overshadowed. Countless people come from all over the country to visit him every day.

Especially with this unreliable character, he is quite popular.

If Di Cao Temple built a temple for him, the incense would probably burst out!

The arrival of Mr. Jing Lao and the Xie An Gang attracted the attention of King Zhu Gang.

"Ziwei Emperor Star?"

On the day he joined the job, King Zhugang had divine power injected into his body, so his five senses were sharper than those of monsters.

He didn't know why he was able to detect the Ziwei Emperor Star.

I was a little curious for a while.

"The first person people worshiped at that time was the Lord of the Ghost Hall, right?"

Mr. Jing said as he walked.

"That's right, the master of the Ghost Hall came forward at that time to pray for the gods to become holy. That's why the Dicao Temple and many gods appeared today."

"The Ghost Hall can be considered one of the chief officials of the Dicao Temple. I will follow the local customs and pay my respects to the Lord of the Ghost Hall first. May the country be prosperous and the people happy."

Huo Qubing, who was far underground, felt the strong breath and took a deep breath.

"It's actually Ziwei Emperor Star! What a big guest!"

In order to see the true appearance of his guest, he injected his soul into the golden statue.

Sure enough, we found that Mr. Jing was exuding an auspicious purple aura! With that aura, it was difficult for ordinary evil spirits to approach him.

It's just that it's best not to encounter super evil spirits.

"It turns out to be protected by the energy of national power!"

Huo Qubing was shocked!

He now understood Mr. Jing’s identity.

If there is a spirit of national power, why can't the Shangfeng organization control the evil spirits?

He hurriedly went to invite Wang Xian.

"The spirit of national power?"

Upon noticing this information, Wang Xian's first reaction was to go to the underworld to check.

"The mountain god is waiting for you, so I would like to thank the Lord of Ghost Spirit Hall for protecting the people of Lin Mansion!"

Mr. Jing was very sincere every time he paid his respects.

Wang Xian looked on and felt the strong aura of national power, while the Xie An Gang next to Mr. Jing also had an auspicious aura!
Chapter completed!