Although three years ago, with the birth of the new dragon spirit, Yun Shibao has returned Dayu Jiuding to the Qingqiu family, but in order to repay the kindness of this loan, Yun Shibao not only did not suppress the expansion of the fox fairy temple in the people, but vigorously promoted it.

Anyway, with An Tianwei's help, with the addition of multiple identities such as the natural saint and the Doom Tianzun, half of the people of the Tang Dynasty have become their own believers, and they have already occupied the majority of the head.

"Your Highness, could it be that there is something wrong inside Qingqiu..."As Yun Shibao's words fell, the room fell silent for a while, and after a long time, Wang Wanru suddenly said.

"Inside Qingqiu?" Yun Shibao's eyes flashed, and his brows furrowed.

Three years ago, after he went to Qingqiu to return Dayu Jiuding to the Qingqiu family, he had not seen Xiaowei and Huzu, and the two sides had been in contact by letter.

If there was no matter of Qinglin Town, Yun Shibao would not think about it in this regard, after all, Qingqiu itself is in a secret realm, and there is an illusion array at the entrance of the secret realm, which is Yun Shibao, a fifth-order god, and he can't forcibly break in.

"If it's really the Qingqiu clan that has a problem, who do you think is most likely to do it? Blood Buddha? The Ghost King of the Mountain? Or Venerable Songyun? Yun Shibao unconsciously tapped his palm on the table and muttered.

These three are all demon kings with the same name as the fox ancestor, the blood Buddha is the lord of the Buddha country, the most mysterious, is a human or a demon, is a demon or a ghost, no one knows, only knows that after he appears, there must be blood clouds in the sky, the sky and the earth change, if there is a sixth-order main god among the four demon kings, this blood Buddha is the most likely.

And Pishan is the lord of the Netherworld, and there are four ghost kings under his command, such as the Ghost King of Futu Mountain and the Ghost King of Purgatory, who are entrenched in the Netherworld and have huge power, which is still superior to today's An Tianwei.

As for Venerable Songyun, according to legend, he is a towering pine tree that has cultivated into a fine spirit, has a carefree practice, has a good and evil character, and his strength is unfathomable, and he is by no means inferior to the Blood Buddha.

To tell the truth, compared to these famous demon kings, the righteous Shushan, Yuxiao and other sects are really a little unpopular, if it weren't for Yun Shibao being born out of thin air, An Tianwei suppressed the Tang Dynasty, I'm afraid that the entire Shenzhou would have already become a paradise for demons.

This is also the fundamental reason why An Tianwei was able to recruit so many strange people.

"Ten years ago, under the natural disaster, the people of the Tang Dynasty suffered countless casualties, millions of people died, and turned into powerful ghosts, so that the power of the ghost ghost was extremely expanded, and the ghost king of Bishan was an ambitious person, according to legend, he was the tyrant of the previous dynasty Yang Guang, if it is said that the most likely to attack the Qingqiu fox clan is this ghost king of Bishan."

"But take a step back and think about it, the Blood Buddha's cultivation is also the way of faith to become a god, if you want to go further, you must need a lot of faith power, and it is not impossible to target the fox fairy temple of the fox clan and want to occupy the magpie's nest..."

"As for Venerable Songyun, his whereabouts are ethereal, and the concubine doesn't dare to speculate..."After pondering for a moment, Wang Wanru said in a low voice.

"Whoever dares to stretch out their claws must be ready to be chopped off!"

Yun Shibao's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness, he had already regarded Datang as his forbidden territory, there can be believers in Datang who do not believe in themselves, this is no problem, but if there are forces that want to preach here without going through themselves, looting faith...

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As night falls, tens of thousands of lights in Qinglin Town are lit up, and both sides of the bluestone road leading to the Fox Fairy Temple on the top of the mountain are extremely lively, and the crowds are surging.

Vendors selling all kinds of snacks, wealthy merchants carrying their ladies up the mountain to pray for blessings, groups of gentlemen, scholars and talents with good manners, colorful lanterns...

In the midst of the sea of people, Yun Shibao felt like a world away, and he had the illusion of returning to the mother planet of his previous life to visit the temple fair.

"Childe, come and eat some osmanthus cake..."Just as Yun Shibao was about to go up the mountain, a familiar voice came from behind him.

turned around, and it was the tea stall owner at noon, Shi Tiehammer, and Shi Girl who spoke.

"This osmanthus cake made by Miss Shi is so delicate." Yun Shibao took Wang Wanru to sit on the stall, his nose twitched, he took a breath intoxicated, and said with a smile.

This is not Yun Shibao polite, the stone hammer is not very good, but the osmanthus cake is made more delicate than in the palace, square, the red mountain dates on it loom in the glutinous rice, mixed with honey and osmanthus The sweet smell penetrates into the nostrils like naughty insects, which makes people can't help but have a great appetite.

"Hehe, childe, I won't tell you, the osmanthus cake made by my stone hammer is a must in the whole Qinglin Town, when the son of the Huangyuan member at the entrance of the village sent a dowry worth 100 taels of silver to the little woman's house, in order to be able to eat a bite of the concubine's osmanthus cake every day..."

"It's a pity that the concubine only wants to find a champion husband, but she doesn't want to commit herself to a rich man in the countryside." Shi Tiehammer grinned, his face innocent.

For this stone girl who obviously didn't have a lot of pressure on her appearance, although Yun Shibao had a groove in her stomach, she had nowhere to vomit, so she had to pick up a piece of osmanthus cake.

"Ding-dong, the host is being consumed... Consume 10,000 faith points to clear the side effects..."As the prompt of the self-service reincarnation machine sounded, Yun Shibao's eyes flashed with a gleam, and then he swallowed the osmanthus cake as if nothing had happened.

"Childe, the osmanthus cake is sweet and greasy, let's drink the osmanthus soup cooked by the concubine..."Seeing Yun Shibao eat up a whole plate of osmanthus cake, Shi Tiezhu's face couldn't help but show a smile, and then he served a bowl of pale pink, flower-scented soup in front of Yun Shibao.

"Okay, thank you, Miss Shi." stopped Wang Wanru, who wanted to speak again with his eyes, Yun Shibao raised his head and drank the bowl of pink soup.

Seeing that Yun Shibao drank all the soup, the smile on Shi Tiezhu's face gradually turned cold, his eyes were resentful, and his expression gradually became hideous, and there was a strange smile in his mouth.

At the same time, the lively night market also fell silent in an instant, the original colorful lanterns turned into miserable green ghost fires at the same time, and the passers-by looked dead with dead eyes, looking at Yun Shibao and Wang Wanru on the stalls with dead fish-like eyes.

Yun Shibao didn't seem to notice the changes around him, he got up indifferently and took himself a stack of osmanthus cakes, a bowl of osmanthus soup, and returned to his seat to eat it with relish.

"Miss Shi, do you still have osmanthus cakes?" After a stick of incense, Yun Shibao looked at the empty stall, turned around, and said to Shi Tie Hammer with a face full of unfinished eyes.

"You... How could you be okay? At this moment, all the ghosts, including Shi Tiehammer, looked at Yun Shibao with shocked faces, and there was a hint of fear in their voices as terrible as night owls.

In this case, the fool knows that they kicked the iron plate.