After the dance, the old temple guard sat on the ground and sang scriptures in a leisurely tone.

The voice is no longer old, but resounding. No matter how far away the listener is, he can telepathically imprint the scriptures into his mind and clear his mind of distracting thoughts.

Gradually, the noise in the crowd disappeared, as if they were all obeying the instructions of a leader.

The old temple guardian was calm and in a state of trance, just like the statue.

Only he himself knew that at this time, a wave of faith surged in his heart.

No one can disturb him.

He sang all the content of the song smoothly, but the audience who was very close could not understand a single word! It was like listening to a book from heaven.

No one knew that the old man just spent an hour reading through the scriptures without any preparation at all.

But these verses were like tentacles, taking root in his mind, and he would never forget them wherever he looked.

The audience was unhappy when they saw that the old man was silent and still chanting sutras.

At least give me a response. I came all this way just to watch you recite sutras?

At this time, the old man held a willow branch from nowhere. The willow branch flew into the air, and suddenly it glowed like a rainbow.

A rainbow appears in the sky, and the water drops on the willow branches turn into colorful stars, which is charming to the eyes.

The audience just wanted to curse, but something blocked their mouths.

"It seems that the old man really has two brushes!"

He felt a little regretful that he had cursed just now.

After that, the old temple guardian took out a talisman written with cinnabar-colored lines from his sleeve.

He put the charm on the table.

Prick the tip of your index finger and blood drips on the talisman paper!

This talisman paper looks like a ghost-drawing talisman. The so-called ghost-drawing talisman is also a necessary condition for inviting the Yin God.

Whatever gods you want to invite in your heart, the gods will communicate with pious people through talismans.

If you are a sincere person, you have a certain chance of being welcomed by the gods.

If the god is willing to sacrifice himself, a miracle will occur on the spot.

If you don’t want to devote yourself, the gods will only communicate with psychics.

Praying to the gods is not without risk. If you are not careful, you will anger the gods. The old temple guard did not dare to slack off in the whole process.

The talismans on the talisman paper were all completed by himself after consulting ancient books, and there was absolutely no duplicity.

At the end of the ceremony, the crowd even started snoring.

Be patient, in the final stage, if there is no sacrifice to the gods, the old temple guardian will definitely be angry.

"What the hell, you're actually making fun of me!"

"Never come again."

"This Dicao Temple is just a gimmick."

As people who have been waiting for a long time, they don't understand how difficult it is to pray to God, and it doesn't hurt their backs to do so.

The crowd is gradually decreasing.

There are also some people who have the mentality that they will come as soon as they come.

They can't come back empty-handed, they want a result.

The old man guarding the temple actually has no strength left.

He sat there and passed out, but his back was still straight, making people think he was still chanting sutras.

Ning Li sensed something was wrong.

"It looks like the old temple guardian has really used his magic power. He doesn't have any strength now."

Ning Li couldn't bear it. She would have done it if she could help her. She felt very uncomfortable watching the old man faint.

Ning Li, who had seen Wang Xian defeat the evil spirit, stood firm and felt that it would be unjustifiable if she could not invite the gods.

"Are you just pretending to be a ghost?"

"It's been a long time, and there's still no result. Why don't you tell us when the time comes that he's playing tricks on us?"

"No, no, no, with so many people watching, it's not like he's full."

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Suddenly, the old man opened his eyes, raised his neck, and looked at the incense burner. The incense candle, which originally had sparks like beans, was full of fire.

He kowtowed again.

"Lord Cao Cao, I have followed the ancient books to ask for the gods' orders, bathe and change clothes, burn incantations and perform dances. Please show me for the sake of my disciple's sincerity!"

While he was talking, the incense candle in front of the old man, the guardian of Dicao Temple, started to become white.

They are traces of the decisions made before the gods appeared...

Seeing this scene, the old man took the opportunity to recite what he wanted in his heart a few more times, and then continued to light multiple candles!

"Master Di Cao eats the incense of his disciples!"

The old man had almost exhausted all his physical strength. His eyes were firm and his body was swaying. He might fall to the ground unconscious in the next moment.

Now is the critical moment!

The old man who keeps the temple has spent his whole life like a guardian god. Can he give back to him?

Amid the incomprehension of the world, the old temple guardian did not complain a word.

He didn't believe that his youth was all lies and fiction.

Even though countless people have told him that there is no God in this world.

After thinking about it countless times, the old temple guard still stuck to his post.

If he dares to leave, then the family's hundreds of years of protection will be a joke!

It is impossible that the guardian land of Cao Jiudai does not even have a guardian god! God must exist!

He absolutely believed that God was with him.

It’s just that gods can’t appear in this world casually for some reasons!

Over the years, he has been scorned and ridiculed by people.

The appearance of gods can make him hold his head high and his chest high!

There was a sudden noise.

Thunder is everywhere...

There is no thunder in the sky, but the thunder shakes people's hearts!

The scroll flew out of the air, leaving behind countless burned ashes.

The old man has a clear mind and a light body.

"It's a god!"

The old man suddenly became energetic.

The people present saw a magical scene. A crack in time and space appeared in the sky, with violent thunder and lightning flashing inside, while the outer layer, that is, the sky in this world, was very calm.

"Alien space?"

"Did the old man summon a wormhole to travel through?"

"Do the gods exist in another dimension?"

The crowd was shocked.

Everyone was boiling as they watched the ashes from the scroll disappear into nothingness in the air.

At the same time, the ground shook.

People noticed that there were two large demolition trucks with hundreds of gangsters behind them.

Zhao Si was sitting in the demolished car.

"Old man, just wait, I will make you homeless today!"
Chapter completed!