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After going forward for more than ten miles, Chang Jin and the two paid the ship fare and went ashore at a wharf.

This place is called Shuhe Town, which is the place where the Venerable in the next life first appeared, and the first Venerable Temple was built here, which is also where the real body is.

Originally, they wanted to find someone to ask about the location of the Venerable Temple, but when they got close to the town, they knew that they didn't need to ask at all, and the people who went to the Venerable Temple to burn incense were endless, forming a long line, more than two miles. Among them, there were squires who came in sedan chairs, and there were also scholars dressed like this, and of course more common people.

The two looked at each other, both revealing surprise. On the way here, I was mentally prepared, but I didn't expect that there would be so many people who believed in the Venerable One in the next life.

Previously, when Xiao Qiantuo dreamed of contributing the river god melon, there was no such grand occasion.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look," Chang Jin said with a deep breath.

They walked more than half a mile ahead, and saw a cart not far ahead of them fall into a rut, on top of which sat an old woman with white hair, and a middle-aged farmer in shabby clothes pulled the handlebars hard.

Because of the rain that had just fallen, the ruts were full of sludge, and the wheels were stubbornly clinging, and the farmer tried several times, but his face turned red, and he never pulled the cart out.

Chang Jin walked a few steps quickly, stretched out his hand to hold the car and pushed, and the wheels had been pulled out of the sludge.

"Thank you, thank you, Childe" The farmer turned around and saw someone helping, hurriedly put down the cart, and said in fear. Changjin Wang Qinian and the two of them were dressed in long shirts, the clothes were exquisite, and the sewing was fine, and they were not ordinary at first glance

"Big brother, why be polite, who doesn't have difficulties when going out" Chang Jin stretched out his finger and pointed to the old woman on the fingerboard car: "Are you going to the Venerable Temple to burn incense?"

"Oh, I begged my mother, she was blind, and I wanted the elders of the Venerable Society to see if she could be cured. The two sons are also here to offer incense?"

Wang Qinian didn't know why Chang Jin was so enthusiastic about a farmer, so he nodded and said, "Well, we heard that Venerable Daxian is very effective, so we came to pray for his family. ”

"Oh...... It turns out that you are not here to find the fairy fate. The farmer breathed a sigh of relief.

"Immortal Yuan, what Immortal Yuan?" Chang Jin asked with a move in his heart.

"The two sons don't know yet," the middle-aged farmer lowered his voice, "The temple of Venerable Daxian is in the front mountain of Ziyu Mountain, and there are many people worshipping it...... Mortals can become immortals when they encounter them. In the past few months, many people have entered the back mountain to look for immortal fate, and most of them have not returned. According to the elders of the Venerable Society, they have all become immortals, but no one knows what is going on...... Two sons, listen to my advice, just go to the front mountain to worship the Venerable Great Immortal, don't go to the back mountain to find any immortal fate. ”

"Thank you," Chang Jin replied with the same face. It seems that there are quite a lot of secrets in this Venerable in the next life, and this time we must find out.

Halfway up the Purple Jade Mountain, a magnificent temple is hidden among the green trees. But I saw the green smoke curling above the temple, reaching the sky.

Chang Jin and the others followed the pilgrims to the bottom of the mountain, and when they saw that others were holding incense candles in their hands, he also took out a piece of broken silver from his arms and bought a bundle of incense candles at a roadside stall.

Because of this temple, commerce flourished at the foot of the mountain. The stalls along the road, selling incense and candles, tea, fortune telling, soup cakes and snacks, are all there, it is simply a small street market. Wang Qinian wanted to take a break at the foot of the mountain, but along the way, the noodle shops and tea stalls were full of people, crowded, and there was no place to stay.

The two of them could only skip rest and run straight towards the mountainside.

Ziyu Mountain is about two or three hundred zhang high, which is not steep, and a dirt road has been built on the slope of the mountain. This distance is naturally nothing for ordinary peasant pilgrims.

But those wealthy families have another story, so they can only pay for someone to carry it up with a sliding rod.

The sliding rod is made of half-zhang long spotted bamboo, tied to a short shoulder at both ends as a shoulder, and then woven into a soft tie with bamboo pieces and ropes in the middle, and tied a foot pedal in front.

Carried by two people, this pole is light and flexible, and can be walked on all avenues and trails, especially for mountain trails

This chapter is not finished, and will be completed later.