Because of the cultivation of purple qi and the cultivation of the Yuan Gong, Li Daoxuan's hearing was far beyond ordinary people, and after the farmer entered the Tsing Yi Temple, he vaguely heard some sounds.

It seems to be a drought, asking for rain or something......

Finally, there was a heavy kowtow, nine rings in a row.

After a while, he walked out of the Tsing Yi Temple, and Li Daoxuan saw that there were bruises on his forehead, but the whole person looked much more relaxed.

As if something heavy had finally been unloaded.

Although the lady in Tsing Yi did not directly appear to respond to his prayer, after a sincere kneeling, he was relieved and seemed to believe that everything would be solved.

Li Daoxuan thought about it, maybe this is the power of faith.

When it was his turn, Li Daoxuan tidied up his sleeves, slowly walked into the Tsing Yi Temple, and closed the door.

The temple is elegant and tidy, only a mahogany table, an incense burner, a statue of a god, and the air is filled with a faint sandalwood fragrance, which makes people feel calm and troubled.

Li Daoxuan looked at the statue for the first time, he was very curious about the lady in Tsing Yi.

I saw a deity standing on a lotus flower, with fluttering ribbons, long hair like a waterfall, and an orchid in his hand, and a small lark standing on it.

His eyes were filled with compassion, as if he were looking at the people.

Although it is only a sculpture, it is obviously from the hand of a master, and the eyebrows are lifelike, elegant and dusty, with an awe-inspiring and holy temperament that cannot be desecrated.

Seeing him, Li Daoxuan actually had the feeling of seeing a statue of Guanyin or a statue of Nuwa.

In the face of this ghost immortal, Li Daoxuan didn't dare to make any mistakes, he respectfully took out the black jars containing ghosts and put them on the mahogany table.

Then he took out the three sticks of incense that Master had given him, lit them and inserted them into the incense burner.

"Qi Qing Yi Niangniang, Poor Dao is Li Daoxuan, the ninth-generation true disciple of Longhu Mountain, who came to the banquet on the orders of Master Zhang Qianyang, and sent these souls to the Qing Underworld to be reincarnated, I hope Niang Niang will know."

After finishing speaking, Li Daoxuan saluted.

But there was no movement around.

Li Daoxuan was a little puzzled, raised his head and looked at the statue, could it be that the lady in Tsing Yi was not here today, but went out?

But the next moment, something strange happened.

The smoke emitted by the three incense sticks did not disperse, faintly gathered into a portal, and a rich yin qi emerged, through which Li Daoxuan seemed to see another world.

There was no sunlight there, and it was gloomy, filled with a faint blue light.

The Green Underworld!

Li Daoxuan's eyes widened, it should be the Qing Underworld, this method is really magical, it is obviously in the human world, but it can forcibly open the separation between yin and yang and connect the two worlds!

Those black jars seemed to feel something, and they jumped one after another, and as Li Daoxuan unveiled the talisman seal, figures jumped out of the jar one by one, old and young, men and women, and among them there was a person familiar to Li Daoxuan, Wang Chunsheng.

It was the medicine merchant who strayed into Lijia Village, and finally died tragically under the group of ghosts and became an earthbound spirit.

At this moment, their eyes were clear, they bowed to Li Daoxuan, and then flew into the portal and entered the Blue Underworld.

Once all the ghosts had entered, the smoke began to slowly dissipate.

Li Daoxuan looked at the statue of the lady in Tsing Yi, I don't know if it was an illusion, he felt that this statue seemed to become more agile all of a sudden, and those deep eyes seemed to be looking at him?

After hesitating for a moment, Li Daoxuan couldn't hold back, opened his magic eye, and looked at the statue.

Rumble!

The endless light lit up, and Li Daoxuan saw a figure in green clothes, his face was not clear, and he could only vaguely see that there were spiritual lines on his eyebrows, like a faint flower, and his body was shrouded in clutch divine light, and his holiness could not be blasphemed.

Li Daoxuan screamed miserably, only to feel severe pain in his eyes, as if he was blinded by countless silver needles, and lines of blood flowed down.

But he didn't know that those who were not advanced in Taoism should not look directly at the true body of the gods.

Just when Li Daoxuan thought that he was going blind, the center of his eyebrows seemed to be lightly touched by his fingertips, and a cool and warm feeling filled his eyes, and the pain was swept away.

When he opened his eyes again, everything around him was the same, the idol was still the same god, and the three sticks of incense were still burning quietly.

Li Daoxuan's heart was full of awe at this moment, he bowed deeply to the statue and saluted, "Thank you, Niangniang!" ”

He almost became blind, but fortunately, this lady in Tsing Yi was magnanimous, not only did not blame, but also helped him heal his eye injury.

Even Li Daoxuan felt that his eyesight had been strengthened, and the world in front of him seemed to be clearer.

At this moment, a chirping sound sounded in his ears, and a small lark landed on his head.

The stone-carved lark in the hand of the idol disappeared.

"Hee-hee, you're so bold......"

The voice was as crisp as a bell, like a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl.

The lark flapped its wings and flew around Li Daoxuan, continuing to chirp.

"Your name is Li Daoxuan, my name is Xiao Qi'er, just now Niangniang was very angry, it was Ben Que who desperately protected each other and said countless good things to you, and Niangniang forgave you."

It puffed up its chest and looked arrogant, as if to say that this finch is amazing, praise me quickly, praise me!

Li Daoxuan smiled, he stretched out his hand and let the little lark stop on his hand.

He didn't believe that the strength of the lady in Tsing Yi would be so small, but he didn't break it, but cooperated with the other party's performance, and said with a smile: "That's really thanks to the fairy finches." ”

The little lark was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes lit up, and he happily turned his head on Li Daoxuan's hand.

"Hehe, finch fairy, little Taoist, you speak so nicely, much better than your master!"

It chirped, its small mouth couldn't stop like a machine gun, praised Li Daoxuan, and finally said a little shyly: "Since you thank Ben Que so much...... This fairy, then I will reluctantly accept your thank you. ”

Li Daoxuan was stunned for a moment, thank you? What thanksgiving?

The little lark turned his head and muttered, "I won't tell you that I like to eat insects in the orchard in the south of the city......

Li Daoxuan laughed and said, "Please rest assured, Fairy Finch, I will go to the orchard in the south of the city to find a thank you gift." ”

The little lark stretched out one of its wings and touched his head, as if to express his appreciation, you are very sensible, and the finch is very relieved.

"Niangniang's banquet is in the evening, and someone will pick you up at that time, as long as you don't leave Yuzhang City."

With that, it flapped its wings and flew back to the fingers of the idol, where it quickly petrified and turned into a small stone finch.

Li Daoxuan smiled and shook his head, this lark is quite cute and a little childish.

In the end, he saluted the lady in Tsing Yi again, then put away the black jars and withdrew.

Leaving Tsing Yi Temple, he was relieved.

It's not that I'm afraid, but in front of the big guy, it's inevitable that I'm a little restrained.

He thought back to the figure he had seen at the risk of death, but found that his memory was getting fader and fainter, he still remembered everything that had just happened, but he just couldn't remember what he saw.

I only vaguely remember that the figure was exceptionally holy, and it seemed to be very beautiful......