As Guangyin's words fell, the other fairies seemed to think of something, and they talked about this floral fragrance in different ways. Some say it's the smell of the twelve flower gods, while others say it's like a spice.

Shen Zhifeng was annoyed by the noise of this group of people, made a pause gesture, and said helplessly: "Can you say it one by one, I can't hear any of them now." ”

The twelve of them glanced at each other, and finally focused their eyes on Guangyin's body.

She walked out of the crowd, saluted Shen Zhifeng, and said, "That fragrance should be the smell of the twelve flower gods, but we can't tell which flower god it is." We guess that it is definitely not a mortal who topples the idol, after all, mortals cannot escape our eyes. But every time after the event is over, no force is perceived around, so we guess ......"

At this point she paused and looked at the others around her with some hesitation. One by one, they lowered their heads, trying to avoid making eye contact with her.

Shen Zhifeng said: "Guess what?"

Guang Yin gritted his teeth and said, "We guess what kind of immortal it should be, maybe after seeing that the god you came back, he made several contributions, and he was jealous for a while, so he used this way to block you." ”

Shen Zhifeng was even more puzzled, tilted his head and said, "You didn't trouble me, your merits have nothing to do with me, right?"

Shi Hua rolled her eyes and said, "God, you are too arrogant, aren't you?" Our merits are also linked to you, after all, we are your subordinates. If we have the lowest merit, you will deduct the merit!"

"And this kind of thing?!" Shen Zhifeng couldn't believe it, he always felt that this regulation was too unreasonable.

Zhiqiu concluded: "So, if you don't investigate this matter, I'm afraid your last Taoist temple will also be toppled down!"

"What?!"

Shen Zhifeng's face suddenly turned pale, he finally only had one Taoist temple left in the mortal world, if he was pushed down the god statue, wouldn't he be able to eat anything!

She clenched her fists and said firmly: "Now take me to your Taoist temple, I want to investigate this matter thoroughly!"

When the twelve flower gods heard Shen Zhifeng's words, they all looked at each other, and the contempt in their eyes revealed that she had said something that had no common sense.

Shen Zhifeng looked curious and asked, "What's wrong?"

Shi Hua couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "We don't have many Taoist temples, but they are very far away. If you're going to investigate today, you'll probably only be able to go to three or four Taoist temples, so pick one of them first. ”

The fairies all looked at her with disgust, after all, whose Taoist temple she entered as a plague god might lead to a decrease in the merits of the entire Taoist temple.

Shen Zhifeng was embarrassed, she interpreted the eyes of all the fairies as "expectation", worried that if she chose one, she would offend others.

After thinking about it, her eyes lit up, and she said very seriously: "In this way, you will compete, and I will see who to choose, how about it?"

The disgust on the faces of the fairies became even more obvious, and their eyes looked at Shihua again.

Shi Hua tried to stay calm and said, "God, you can set a topic." ”

Shen Zhifeng held his chin and said, "Why don't you have a spirit rune competition, whoever defeats the others, how about I go to her Taoist temple?"

All the fairies had black lines on their faces, and finally nodded in agreement.

This battle was very exciting, and the spirit runes flew everywhere, which just made Shen Zhifeng dizzy and completely incomprehensible.

There is a lot of spiritual power on the spirit rune, but it can't hit the other party. The fairies seem to be "releasing water" to each other, and they all seem to want each other to win.

Shen Zhifeng watched the fairies fight, and felt that he would not be able to tell the winner if he fought like this for hundreds of years. I was inexplicably moved in my heart, thinking that they must be very united, and they both want each other's troubles to be solved first.

After fighting like this for an hour, there was almost no change except that the number of spirit runes flying up was a lot more.

Shen Zhifeng really had no choice but to let everyone stop fighting. There were expressions of fear and worry on everyone's faces, and they looked over timidly, for fear that they would be selected by Shen Zhifeng for performing too well in the battle just now.

Shen Zhifeng held his chin, his eyes scanning back and forth over the twelve fairies. After a long while, she seemed to have made up her mind, and said, "This way, since you are so united and fraternal and don't want to fight for this right yourself, then I will make a decision." ”

The fairies looked at her nervously, as if waiting for their prey to be devoured.

Shen Zhifeng narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Then in order, I'll go to the January Flower God first." ”

The other fairies seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and then looked at a fairy in a pale blue dress with sympathetic eyes.

She reluctantly walked out and saluted Shen Zhifeng: "Hello God, Xiaoxian January Daffodil God Yuqing, thank you for giving me this opportunity." ”

Shen Zhifeng nodded, and did not forget to appease the remaining fairies: "You don't have to worry, I will definitely be wet with rain and dew, and I will go to see all your Taoist temples." ”

“......”

You may be misunderstood, we don't want to be looked at by you.

The other fairies were silently thinking in their hearts, but they had expectant expressions on their faces.

Shen Zhifeng asked the other fairies to wait in her Taoist temple, and she went to Yuqing Temple under the leadership of Yuqing.

Yuqingguan is relatively close to Qizhou City, and it will take less than a stick of incense to arrive. This temple is relatively small, and the door is only covered by a curtain. When I opened the curtain, I saw a small statue of a god and a futon.

The statue of the god is carved in the shape of Yuqing, squinting and smiling ahead, and there is a delicate daffodil in its hand. It's just that now the idol is a little crooked, as if it will fall down at the slightest touch.

Yuqing reluctantly walked over to pick up the statue, and sighed: "After a while, the kung fu fell again." ”

When the idol was lifted up, Shen Zhifeng smelled a faint fragrance of flowers. The aroma quickly dispersed, and it was impossible to tell what it was like to smell like a flower.

Yuqing carefully wiped the petals of the daffodil, frowned and said worriedly: "Every day, the idol is crooked like this, if the believers see such a scene, they will give up praying." ”

"Then again, your Taoist temple is really simple enough. Shen Zhifeng looked around, feeling that it was a problem for him to turn around in this.

Yuqing rolled his eyes and said: "How can we fairies compare with the gods, it is good to have a Taoist temple, and we can't pick and choose at all." Originally, there were few people praying for blessings, but now they don't see one or two believers in a day. ”

Shen Zhifeng thought that the Peach Fairy and the others did not have idols, and understood that not every immortal had believers. She reached out and touched the idol, and a strange spiritual power swept through her fingertips and disappeared. She withdrew the tips of her fingers strangely, always feeling that this spiritual power was extremely familiar.