Half a year later, Miaoxiang took Su Xin and Ono to appear in front of the Snow Mountain at the source of the Golden Shark River, looking at the herds of cattle and sheep, as well as the crowd of people surrounding the giant lake, Su Xin was a little shocked.

"Master, worship, nothing more than this, right?"

Behind the dense crowd, there was a dilapidated yurt, very abrupt and harmonious, and they saw the courtyard where the wind spirit was.

On the mountain about 300 meters behind, there are maple trees with gradient colors, and a small mountain forest can distinguish the four seasons of the year.

"It's just a stone, and they worship the divinity, right?" It's rare that there is no evil tone, and Ono is a little uncomfortable when he sees that there are many people.

The water and grass around the lake are abundant, you can see swimming fish and water birds, in addition to the natural predation relationship of the creatures, people take water from the lake at most.

The ghost monks worship evil gods fanatically, but they are all too purposeful, they all want to become stronger, they all want to go to the human world to plunder, and they all want to knock down the high fairy world.

Their worship carries too much evil, and the evil gods sit high in the temple and can absorb their desires and grow.

The people in front of them are pious in their hearts, and some people have something to ask for, but about birth, old age, sickness and death, at most, the most, is begging for a child, and all they want is the natural needs of the human race for survival.

Many more people are believers, who worship completely, do not ask for anything, and contribute pure will.

There are newcomers with different expressions, and there are loyal believers with clear eyes. Seeing the temple that the mountains couldn't cover at a glance, Miaoxiang subconsciously folded her hands.

She has such a move, Su Xin was surprised, saw the temple on the left a few zhang away, there is a spring, living water flowing, after the worship, people will use water bags to draw water, everyone only takes a bag, on some of the simple wooden bridges below across the mountain stream, along the other side of the mountain river out, each dispersed, up and down the mountain people have no one to arrange guidance, silent and orderly, only people kneel outside the temple, can see their lips open and close, say something.

As a cultivator, Su Xin could see at a glance that several miles away, the source of living water rushed into the lake, growing very rapidly.

"Master, this, this should be the snow-capped mountain at the source of the Golden Cockroach River?"

They were tempted to ask the worshippers, but they all looked pious, as if in the world of the series, they were blind to them.

Even Ono was dissatisfied several times and wanted to ask, but he couldn't say it, and he was embarrassed to disturb others.

The wind spirit pushed the wooden cart out of the yard, his movements were lively and interesting, and there was a light on his body that made people happy at the first sight.

"Mother-in-law, it may rain today, and you can't see the stars in the second half of the night!"

"What? What do you say? "Granny Snow's hearing has deteriorated severely, and she has age spots on the back of her hand, and she looks very weak.

The sun was still warm, and the old man was draped in a thick woolen blanket, and when the courtyard door was closed, Feng Ling pushed her to talk while walking.

Seeing that she was completely different from the worshippers, the three of them were about to go over to inquire, but they found that the wind spirit was talking to the butterflies and insects next to her, as well as to the flowers.

The grass and trees could not speak, but as soon as she walked to the grass, the butterflies would circle around her, sometimes picking flowers, sometimes stopping on her shoulders, as if they could really understand her greetings.

"Huh? Do you have something to ask me? Just ask, I know everything about these ten miles and eight towns! ”

The word ten miles and eight townships, placed in this snowy grassland, seems to be a very short distance.

"Wow, sister, you're so beautiful, Ono likes you!"

"You're beautiful too, and my sister likes you too."

Pushing Snow Granny closer, the Wind Spirit pulls grass and flowers from the ground and speaks to them.

"Oh, eat hard, work hard, I won't smoke you next time!"

Ingenious, the three of them didn't understand much, and the wind spirit weaved a simple and beautiful wreath in a few clicks and put it on Ono's head.

"The first time we meet, my sister can only send you flowers." Laughing so much that his eyes narrowed, Ono nodded while looking up, breathing the fragrance of the wind spirit very much, and deliberately rubbing his arm with his little head.

"Wow, I'm going to make one for my sister too!"

Ono was cheerful, and his voice unconsciously returned to normal, and Miaoxiang and Sushin glanced at each other, shocked.

"Hello sister, my name is Miaoxiang, and her name is Su Xin."

"Hello two sisters, my name is Feng Ling, Feng Er's Feng, and Lingqi Ling, is this the first time you have come here?"

As he spoke, the wind spirit pointed to the temple and stuck out his tongue a little fearfully, playful and cute.

"Yes, we were trying to ask you, is that the source of the Golden Frog River? By the way, is there a temple in the temple? ”

"Yes, there is no temple in the temple, and there is no one to take care of it, when I usually have nothing to do, I will go to see it, and I will hang flags and copy scriptures or something, so as not to delay the time to go back after everyone's hard work."

She was talking about an everyday thing, and Miaoxiang's curiosity was completely aroused. As a cultivator from the underworld, they are very aware of the doorway of worship and worship, usually only the wind spirit takes care of the temple, so in return, the person who is worshiped must give the wind spirit some benefits.

For example, if the body is healthy, disease-free, or long-lived, if the worshiped person is born and embarks on the avenue, there will be many benefits that can be gifted, and it cannot be elaborated.

Seeing the wind spirits close to the living beings, they all felt that the people worshiped in the temple were extraordinary.

"Ono has made it up, sister, I'll give it to you!" Ono's garlands are scribbled, some inward, some outward, some upward, some downward, and as long as they are worn on their heads, they squeeze them.

"Wow, that's beautiful, thank you Ono." The Wind Spirit crouched down and bowed his head to let Ono put a garland on himself. Just as she was about to get up, Ono put her arms around her neck, and her little face was only next to her cheek, intimately attached.

His eyes were smiling like crescents, and Ono was very happy and ran to chase butterflies.

Slightly surprised, Feng Ling also seemed to like Ono's actions, touched his face, and saw Miaoxiang and Su Xin stunned.

"This girl is getting wilder and wilder."

In fact, this was when Ono was most like a normal child, and Mioka had to say this in order to help her hide her stubbornness.

"Do the two sisters also want to go into the mountains to worship?"

To go into the mountains to find a good place and let the forest wind settle into the soil, it takes some thought.

As a person who was once canonized as a virgin, Miao Xiang knew some truths about heaven and earth, and she didn't have any special feelings about worship, but she nodded first before she could say anything.

Looking at the sun, the wind spirit took off the wreath on her head and gave it to Granny Snow to wear, and pointed to her at Ono, who was running after butterflies.

Old people of this age are very fond of children, and Granny Snow smiled kindly.

"If you follow everyone into the mountain now, you may be able to come out when it gets dark, and the two sisters must come to my house as guests after they come out, and I will prepare a meal and wait for you, you must come."

Feng Ling said this, the two of them had to go if they didn't go to worship, she obviously didn't ask for it, but the two felt that if they didn't go to worship and came back, they were very sorry for her.

Confused, Miaoxiang said: "This girl ......"

"Hee-hee, if she likes to play, let her play with me here, and we'll pick you up by the river when it gets dark."

Wind Spirit is always happy and can't bear to refuse, and the two of them just feel that the more they talk to her, the more they will like her.

If this were ordinary people, they wouldn't think much about it, they were all cultivators, especially Miao Xiang had reached the True Immortal, or the Holy Mother, and they knew very well the influence that some priests could have on others intentionally or unintentionally.

The shock that the wind spirit brought to her was no less than when she saw Elder Lei Yin casually pointing at his finger and ten thousand swords forming a formation and thundering in the sky.

This is a kind of self-power, and it can only be felt when it is completely crushed by the power of others, but Feng Ling is a mortal woman, no matter how you look at it, Miaoxiang can't see anything abnormal.

It turns out that there are really people like light in the world, no matter how sad others are in their hearts, she can illuminate others.

This is how the wind spirit feels for Miaoxiang.

The two were about to greet Ono, who was exaggerated like a kitten and plunged into the grass, but the butterfly still flew away.

"Got it, I'll be obedient!"

Just followed the crowd around the lake, Miaoxiang looked at Su Xin, Su Xin looked at Miaoxiang, and in the quiet crowd, neither of them spoke.

Occasionally, a low voice can be heard among the worshippers, and some people are praying in their hearts; When a pilgrim faints from hunger, people nearby will immediately feed him water and food, and when they wake up, they will help him into the mountain together.

On the faces of these believers, they were completely blind to the wars and famines brought about by the underworld, and the peace of the people was completely different from the people of Maple Leaf City.

The people here have peace of mind, they can face birth and death calmly, they are not cultivators, but they have a stronger and more stable heart! The people of Maple Leaf City are not afraid because they have learned to grow and calm in the later wars after experiencing the panic of the initial invasion of the Netherlands.

Later, all the way to the west, people were full of confidence in the Qinghe Sect.

Miaoxiang didn't know if it was like this in the entire Middle Emperor Continent, but she hoped that it would be like this, and such a human world would definitely be stronger than the underworld.

It wasn't until the evening that the two of them reached the front of the temple, and finally saw a complete set of actions and rituals of the worshippers.

Also with the gaze of the worshippers, Miao Xiang accidentally saw that inside the temple, there was a shrine on the gable wall that was two feet high and one and a half feet wide, and the worshipper was a painted sculpture.

This sculpture is not lifelike, probably because it is worshipped, but it exudes a lot of divinity, living like a living person.

Miao Xiang only felt familiar, but she didn't know where she had seen a similar scene.

When it was her turn, she also learned the movements of the believers, and bowed to the ground with five bodies!

The same is true for Su Xin.

Everyone only bowed outside the temple, which caused Mioka to think of checking inside in vain.

Follow the people to the spring and follow the customs. Without a water bag, they symbolically scooped water with a wooden scoop and took a sip.

Sweet and clear, drinking it makes people feel clear throughout.

This is a stream of good water, what does it have to do with the righteousness of the enemy?

Puzzled, Miaoxiang suddenly heard a commotion on the side of the temple.

The two quickly turned around and went back to find that it was a believer smiling and dead.

Instead of grief and fright, the people nearby walked out and gathered around the deceased to pray for the deceased, and the strange tone they spat out was low and magnificent, as mysterious as a snow-capped mountain in the evening.

After the prayer was finished, someone carried the deceased to the right side of the temple, and Miaoxiang noticed that there was a deep pool of water flowing over there.

The two of them were amazed when they took off their wide robes to shield their view and washed the bodies of the deceased with water, and one of the believers glanced at them casually, and they quickly withdrew their gaze.

I feel in my heart that this act is a great offense to the deceased!