He didn't look back, or even pretended not to hear.

Lin Feng even controlled his heartbeat very well.

Since you can't use spells, it's best to worship ghosts and gods.

It's the same as dealing with the Yin God.

I can't see.

You can't handle me.

Since you choose to listen to the words of the Taoist priest, then follow to the end.

He was still carrying Zhou Laohan.

Standing in the doorway, motionless.

Before entering the mountain, among the words of the Taoist priest, there was [Beware of the Ghost Owl].

As a result, as soon as he came in, he met an owl and called a few times, and Zhou Laohan became like this.

【Don't use spells】

He didn't cast many spells.

He made a mistake in one point, that is, "do not go near temples, forests, and tombs".

He approached the mountain temple, and there was indeed something remarkable in the mountain temple.

The wet corpse.

Although, it is highly likely that he has something on his shoulder now.

But according to custom.

Lin Feng chose to turn a blind eye.

However, ascending to immortal village? This is Shengxian Village?

Lin Feng was a little unconvinced.

If this is Shengxian Village, it is not that he has any underestimated views on the Maoshan Sect of the Shangqing Dynasty, the disaster of the Shengxian Village, from the Song Dynasty to the Qing Dynasty, has gone through four dynasties, several generations of monks and Taoists, and has not pacified this mountain, even if it is decaying, the people of the Maoshan Sect of the Shangqing Dynasty cannot deal with this big problem.

[Shengxian Village] is in [Xiangxi Mountain].

This is [Fukou].

It's coastal.

If the [Shengxian Village] expands to the coast, then presumably this world will not be like this, if so, I am afraid that the monks and Taoist ancestors in this world have changed, and they have become weird.

Where is it Lin Feng's turn to come here.

Just as he was thinking, a strange sound came out of the mist, if Lin Feng heard correctly, this should be the sound of the magic conch, the magic drum, and the law horn.

Someone is singing.

Min Nan.

Without translation, Lin Feng really couldn't understand.

Only faintly, he heard this voice, like the music of welcoming the gods, this kind of music is all convergent.

With a kind of coercion.

In the midst of this sound, there was also the sound of cannons.

Extremely rhythmic.

In the midst of this strange sound, the smell of a large amount of incense came and blew in this direction.

Lin Feng heard the ethereal voice from a distance.

【Welcome??? Dharma Master?? True Monarch Driving]

【All Evils and Evils】

【Scattered】

【Scattered】

【Scattered】

This was followed by more complex discourses.

In the midst of this bustle, Lin Feng looked towards the mist, and a bright yellow figure appeared on the sheep intestine path.

The bright yellow figure held a palace lamp in his hand, illuminating the paper human body beneath his bright yellow clothes.

It's a paper man!

Squinting slightly, Lin Feng knew what he had seen.

What he saw should be a folk activity with a long heritage.

The Wandering God of the Countryside.

The ritual of visiting the gods is a form of worshipping ancestors, which occurs in various places, used to thank the gods for their protection, from inviting the gods, traveling to the gods, and finally to the gods, it is a set of emotions, during the period, everyone is like the New Year, standing on the side of the street and watching the ceremony of the gods, watching the strong young man carrying the statue, from this township to that township.

Even at night, the big guys are carrying torches, and from a distance, they look like a long dragon.

Whether it appears in the Spring Festival or in Christmas, there is no problem.

The only problem is that it shouldn't be at this point.

From a place similar to the gloomy place, the ritual of the wandering gods.

What gods are they swimming?

What weird route to take?

Lin Feng calmed down and looked at the team of wandering gods who came in the distance.

The person at the front took out the centipede flag, which was colorful.

On the displayed centipede flag, the real centipede is flying, and the centipede armor and poisonous gas glowing with blue light like armor look extraordinary.

The centipede's "tentacles" were so soft and stompy on these flag-bearers, stuck in their brains.

Controlling those who were flying the flag, they walked towards this side.

Behind them.

It's a tall deity.

There was also a thin mist around these gods, wisps wrapped around their bodies.

They are tall.

At least two meters.

What's more, these two-meter gods, their body shape is not normal at all.

Their heads, as if they were added out of force.

【Woo~】

【Woo~】

In the mist, there were still people constantly blowing the conch, entering this way, Lin Feng repeatedly confirmed that his body was covered by incense, looking at these wandering gods team who were getting closer and closer, he walked towards the [Ascending Immortal Village], but the gate of this [Ascending Immortal Village] could not be opened.

The gate refused Lin Feng to enter.

The gate of this wild cong ancestral hall seemed to be welded to death, even if Lin Feng, with his strength, could overturn a cement wall, but he couldn't push this door open.

The people behind him were getting closer and closer, Lin Feng also felt a creepy murderous intent, he looked back, and the gods of more than two meters obviously had little to do with the gods in the secular sense.

They came and slaughtered.

Lin Feng didn't use [Qi Observation Eye: A Glimpse]

There is a possibility that this trick will be discovered.

They wore tall hats and looked like inferior paper figurines – the emphasis was on the inferior ones, so they were extremely ugly and exaggerated, using a lot of blush decorations.

It's a gloomy word.

You can even see their "skeleton", which is woven of bamboo, and a grim face constantly sweeps around them.

Always ready to collect souls.

These are not the "righteous gods" of the ritual of wandering gods.

These people are generals, "subordinates" of the Lord God.

They are just like the official generals, they do not belong to the official establishment, they are even selected from the folk customs of various places, "outstanding talents", there is no national circulation, some people, only locals, know who they are.

Therefore, who the two-meter-tall "god" was, Lin Feng didn't know.

They came to the door of the [Shengxian Village], and after not finding anything unusual, the two-meter-tall "god" stretched out his hand and easily pushed open the gate of the [Shengxian Village].

Lin Feng looked inside and found that the appearance of this inside was very similar to the corridor of the tomb.

Is [Shengxian Village] a burial chamber?

Ha?

Lin Feng didn't know what was inside the [Ascending Immortal Village], because it was pitch black inside, and he couldn't see it from afar.

Only these "gods" walked in from the inside, disappearing into the deeper darkness inside.

Gone in a flash.

The subordinate gods walked in, Lin Feng looked at the people one by one, constantly entering, entering, entering, he counted, these two-meter-tall "gods", there were almost sixteen.

Sixteen two-meter-tall "gods" walked in from inside, carrying a pot of incense.

Finally, the paper man in bright yellow clothes carried over this handful of "main gods".

Saw the Lord God.

Lin Feng raised his eyebrows.

A seriously injured head of the Maoshan Sect of Shangqing, lying on the shrine of the "main god" with his breath dying, was carried into by these paper figures.