In a city on the border of Shuliu Country, a house was crowded with people, and the neighbors were all around the door, as if they were watching something new.

It turned out that the richest man in the city worshiped the new god today, in order to please a good omen, he planned to consecrate the statue of the god at the beginning of the hour, and it is said that he also invited an old god to set up an altar to correct this new god. When doing so, as long as the onlookers kneel down and kowtow to worship the gods, they can get a reward of one or two silver.

The two people who passed by here were at the steamed bun shop opposite the house, Xing Hanzao asked for a basket of carrot-filled buns, and Liu Jingxun ate the stuffing with chili peppers.

I've been looking over there for a long time, and I'm already numb to the family that has too much money and nowhere to spend.

Today, I asked someone to correct the gods, and I sealed the gods of the cylinders...... It's the kind of tank that holds water.

I've never heard of it!

The onlookers were gossiping, and the punishment of Hanzao knew a rough idea. It turned out that when the old man got up at night recently, he always heard a strange sound in the water tank and grain tank, and he could sometimes see a little boy dressed in red playing with a big vat in his yard. But he was scared a lot, but he was also very clear-minded, and he actually decided to make the boy with the top of the vat a jar a cylinder god, so that the family could live in a town......

Xing Hanzao said softly, "Childe has traveled south and north to see a wide range of things, and has seen such a new thing?"

Liu Jingxun shook his head with a smile, "It's unheard of."

At this time, the shopkeeper came with a bowl of gruel, of course, sweet porridge. He smiled and said, "The two of them are outsiders, so I haven't heard of them, so it's strange to hear them. The old man of the Hai family is old, and he has had a habit of being a god since he beat my father, and for decades, there are more gods than people in the family."

Xing Hanzao looked strange and asked, "What do you mean?"

The shopkeeper smiled, lowered his voice and said, "The things you said are all gods in his house, and there are grass gods in the toilets. Chopsticks have chopstick gods, and bowls have bowl gods. Other people's families have door gods to protect the house, and their families even have a god seat on the threshold. Good fellow, I heard that there is a special shrine in the backyard, and it is full, and ten people have been hired to light incense every day."

As he spoke, the shopkeeper looked at the sky above the house and said with a smile: "That's not the smoke for cooking, it's the morning incense for the gods and lords every morning, and there is also a noon incense for lunch, and there will naturally be an evening fragrance for dinner."

Xing Hanzao was dumbfounded, and said in his heart that the world is really strange, and the forest is big and strange birds are bumping around, isn't it?

Liu Jingxun smiled and asked, "What kind of god is the high position of the Divine Hall?"

The shopkeeper Yile, "This son can be regarded as asking the point, our lord, does not offer to the god of mountains and water, not to heaven and earth, not to the city god, but to this mess. It is said that there is a plaque on the door of the shrine that says that all beings are equal, and there is naturally no distinction between high and low immortals, only a precedence."

Liu Jingxun couldn't help laughing, and said in his heart that all beings are really equal.

The hour had come, and an old Taoist walked out of the house, and there was a young man in white beside him, the young man's face was pale, frighteningly white, and the young man was holding a peachwood sword in his hand, which was burnt black.

Lao Dao walked to the altar, muttered for a moment, and suddenly reached out and slapped the table. At this moment, a dark cloud suddenly rose out of thin air above the altar, and thunder scurried inside, so it was not scary.

Lao Dao frowned, raised his right hand, and the wooden sword in the young man's hand flew up with a whoosh, piercing the dark clouds with a sword, and the voices of surprise in the crowd came and went.

Lao Dao took the wooden sword, frowned, pointed at the dark clouds, and said in a deep voice, "Where is Xiaoxiao? Today, Haifu is the god of the cylinder, how dare you stop it?"

As a result, in the dark clouds, several explosions and thunders came, and there were actually a few thunderbolts that smashed towards the gate in a daze, and instantly knocked down the plaque engraved with Haifu on the gate.

This was followed by three thunderbolts slashing towards the Taoist priest, who held a peachwood sword and shouted, "Wait a minute, disperse quickly."

A sword split a thunderbolt, but the remaining two smashed firmly on the Taoist priest.

Where have the onlookers seen such movements? The uproar dispersed, and those who retreated more than ten feet and stopped were all bold.

Lao Dao spurted out a mouthful of blood, and instantly became extremely weak, but he still insisted on fighting with the thunder in the dark clouds, which seemed to be extremely difficult.

"Master Hai! There are too many gods in your family, which is contrary to the way of heaven, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold it, and I'm afraid I can't keep the god hall."

As soon as the words fell, a thunderbolt smashed into the backyard, and out of reach, a plaque of equality for all living beings fell to the ground and fell scattered.

The white-haired old man who was standing in front of the door and was frightened gritted his teeth and hurriedly said, "Great Immortal! The temple can't be destroyed! The great immortal has great powers, think of a way, please!"

Lao Dao suddenly took a deep breath and sighed, "Is it really so sincere? But you, the god, are the god of the family after all, and the gods of heaven and earth see you trespassing, this is to condemn you! Now there is only one way, that is, I don't know if Master Hai is reluctant to give it up." Z.br>

The white-haired old man said in a deep voice, "Great Immortal, please say, there is nothing to be reluctant to."

Lao Dao said in a deep voice: "Okay! Thinking in your sincerity, the poor road also fights, I will open the way with my strength, and Master Hai can only spend money to eliminate the disaster."

As he spoke, in the sea of clouds, a hand stretched out, and at the same time, a voice came: "One hundred taels of gold, save you a disaster!"

The shopkeeper of the restaurant has long been scared, and Liu Jingxun is still drinking porridge by himself.

Xing Hanzao rolled his eyes, and said in his heart that this old monk of the Yellow Court had clumsy methods, but if he was a monk in the same realm, it would be fake at a glance!

But Liu Jingxuan picked up the wine gourd, turned his head to look at Nahai Mansion, and looked surprised.

Liu Jingxun said softly, "Go and see that shrine?"

Xing Hanzao said softly, "Childe said he would go."

Liu Jingxun smiled and took out a talisman and pasted it on Xing Hanzao's forehead, Xing Hanzao only felt a flower in front of him, and the next moment he was already in the backyard.

Xing Hanzao just glanced at it, and he was already speechless.

Good guy, that's a long time coming.

There are dense rows of immortals, all of whom have statues.

But she was still a little curious, and said what is there to see about this?

Liu Jingxun raised his hand slightly, and a turbid sword aura swirled in front of Xing Hanzao's eyes, and at this time, Xing Hanzao lost Fang Cai's carelessness.

Where is this shrine? This is clearly a demon cave!

At this moment, in the eyes of Xing Hanzao, it is not an exaggeration to say that the so-called Shentang is a black smoke miasma, and some of the pots and pans have eyeballs, and some have legs and feet. There was even a broom that stood up very vividly, wearing a red cloak and a thatched sword.

Xing Hanzao stammered, "Can it still be like this? But there's no demonic spirit in this!"

Liu Jingxun said with a smile: "This Haifu is sacrificed with incense every day, and these pots and pans that are worshipped have obtained the Yin virtue of the ancestors of the Hai family in the dark, and with the accumulation of incense, they have become elves, not demons, because they have no cultivation, they can only be regarded as elves."

Only then did Xing Hanzao feel that this trip to the rivers and lakes was not a grievance.

She asked, "What then?" Do you want to slay demons?"

Liu Jingxun shook his head, "No, it won't hurt people, but it will keep the yin virtue for this Hai family." Look at the sea master, absurd is absurd, but it's not always bad, right?"

Xing Hanzao's heart said that it is not bad, where do I know. But the old Taoist priest must be a big liar, definitely a big liar.

Liu Jingxun smiled and asked, "The Taoist priest cheated money, but it was not a complete fraud, he was very kind, and smashing this plaque with thunder can be regarded as removing some hidden dangers for Haifu."

As soon as the conversation changed, Liu Jingxun smiled and said, "But, it is likely that he has also offended people. Like this kind of elf,It's hard to appear.,I've seen it once in the wine shop on the Demon Rejection Island.,It's a shopkeeper who doesn't meet from generation to generation.,A kind of alcohol spirit derived.,It's a big difference with this.,It's a world-wide difference.,It's a thumb-sized humanoid elf who likes to drill into other people's cups whenever it appears.,Shrunken girl appearance.。 Everyone is also happy to let her drill into the cup, it's fun! But I've only heard of it, I haven't seen it, because alcohol doesn't come out very often."

Xing Hanzao wondered, "Why do you say that you have offended people?"

Liu Jingxun said with a smile: "Some people have hot eyes, such rare things are hard to find, and as a result, a mortal has hundreds of them at home."

Xing Hanzao became more and more puzzled, "Then why don't you just grab it?"

Liu Jingxun pointed to the messy group of elves, no people and no ghosts,

He said angrily, "What are you doing with this look?" At least it has to be humanoid, right? Besides, for the time being, it's not something that you can take away if you want to, so someone has hidden a hand in the plaque where all beings are equal, which can be regarded as a flower graft, waiting for the elf to come and take it away when the elf grows up."

Xing Hanzao nodded, "That's really offending people, it's just a hundred taels of gold to deceive people, it's not worth it if it's stained with cause and effect."

Liu Jingxun smiled and asked, "If you helped the old Taoist priest solve his difficulties, what would you do?"

Xing Hanzao said indifferently, "Isn't Childe good at arranging formations? Wouldn't it be enough to set up a formation and leave another sword qi behind? In this place with a bad horn, even if he is a master of the Dao, it is amazing to have a true realm, a true realm monk, didn't the son smash a large piece with one punch? Besides, didn't you just break through the eighth realm the day before yesterday?"

Liu Jingxun smiled, "Most people will think of the way, but it is not the best way. According to your method, the formation has been arranged, leaving a sword intent, what the specific result is, you will see when you return here in the future."

As for the realm, it's broken, but it's always a shortcoming.

Walking out of Haifu with Xing Hanzao, Liu Jingxun said softly: "You are just a Huang Ting, although you are young, but it is not a big deal, Bai Xiaodou has already concentrated, it is estimated that he is not willing to marry the Dan too early, and he will not marry the Dan until seventeen or eighteen. Jiang Yu is also the pinnacle of the mountain, and with her qualifications, it is not a problem to resist Jin Dan."

After a pause, Liu Jingxuan said, "It's not to show you anything, but with your realm, you can't go off the battlefield. That's why you follow me, and you can only do things with your brain."

On the street, Liu Jingxuan did not carry a sword and moved forward alone.

Somehow, Xing Hanzao suddenly felt that this son was not very unreliable.

In a mountain forest outside the city, a young girl carried a large bag of gold and laughed incessantly.

"Master, master, this ticket is a big job!"

The old Taoist priest looked extremely ugly, and after being silent for a long time, he clenched his fists towards the sky.

"Fellow Daoist, it's just a matter of eating with a mouthful of food, and it can be regarded as helping people do things, and it's hard to raise your noble hand."

The pale-faced young man suddenly trembled violently, and his head turned backwards at an incredible angle.

Xing Hanzao, who had just arrived here, was taken aback, and Liu Jingxun instantly went over and grabbed the young man's head and gently twisted it back.

"Don't worry about it, I'm just passing by."