Consecration ceremony.

The temple of the ancestor was built on the God of Wealth Mountain in the east of the capital.

It is said that this location was obtained by the emperor after asking the gods overnight.

The reason why Master Zu chose this mountain of fortune is that he hopes that everyone who comes to make a wish can be safe and smooth, and the wealth will be rolling.

I hope that the readers who read this will get rich every year and be healthy!

This mountain is not high, the mountain road is gentle and spacious, and it is close to the capital, which is more convenient for the people to come to incense.

The construction of the temple has been prepared for a long time.

The people of the capital knew that today was the opening ceremony, so they prepared incense early.

There is an endless stream of people going up the mountain.

The Zhong family also came.

Zhong Fu's eyes were full of pride, "Oh, tsk, I donated one million taels to Your Majesty at the beginning, and Your Majesty actually used it to build a temple, and this temple also has a share of my Zhong family, hehe." ”

Zhong Youyan looked at his father helplessly,

"Father, this is also the blessing of our Zhong family, the gods are true spirits, so ah, I will definitely bless our Zhong family first."

"Yes, yes, what Lord Yuli said." Zhong Fu was very happy in his heart, fortunately, his daughter was angry!

Otherwise, how could their Zhong family have their current status!

"Hey, Master Zhong, are you here to join in the fun?" A businessman recognized Zhong Fu.

Zhong Fu turned around and greeted him, "How do you know that the temple was built with money donated by our Zhong family?" ”

"Huh? I don't know! Shang Jia looked confused.

"Oh, the emperor didn't tell you, the emperor is really busy, he forgot about it, but he specially sent someone to tell us about the Zhong family, no way, who let us Youyan is now the county lord."

The corners of Zhong Fu's mouth couldn't be suppressed at all, and he raised his head high in front of his peers.

Coupled with his flaming red hat, he looks like a proud rooster!

The businessman was speechless, he looked at Zhong Fu and couldn't help but blush.

Zhong Fu was now dying, and his companions came over to him and asked, "Have you eaten?" ”

He replied, "How do you know that the temple was built with money from our family?" ”

Colleagues: ······

Peer: "Zhong Fu, your hat looks good." ”

"That is, our family is now the county lord!" Zhong Fumei replied.

Peer: No, he's sick!

Isn't it just a county lord and a temple? As for?

When Zhong Fu was walking up the mountain, a pheasant passed by.

Much like him.

He went up and asked the pheasant, "Do you know that the temple was built with money donated by our family?" ”

Pheasant:???

Giggles?

"Oh, you still know that my daughter is the county lord?"

The pheasant ignored him.

Zhong Fu kicked it away and complained, "I don't know this, you are a pheasant in vain!" ”

Zhong Youyan couldn't stand it anymore, and said to Jinyu on the side, "Do you have a way to shut up my father?" ”

Jinyu bowed her head slightly and looked at her, "Master is happy today, and he will be at the temple soon, but there is no need." ”

Zhong Youyan nodded, helplessly picked up the pheasant that was kicked and fainted by Zhong Fu, and shook it awake.

The pheasant fluttered its wings, flew and ran, and ran very fast.

Outside the temple.

Almost the officials of the entire imperial court and the merchants of the capital were gathered, as well as representatives of the family with heads and faces.

The statue of the god is three stories high.

Majestic and exquisite.

It's just that the red cloth covers the eyes of the gods, so that people can't see the delicate faces of the gods!

In front of the idol, a high platform was built.

The emperor stood on a high platform, his face was solemn, and his momentum was inferior to that of the gods, and he was looking down on the multiplying beings of Daxia for the gods.

Xia Wanwan's family and important ministers of the imperial court stood on both sides of the statue.

The priests raised fires and sang when all was done.

Master Yuantong was beside the emperor and shouted: "Licheng, please show up to the gods!" ”

The emperor stretched out his hand and slowly pulled away the red cloth that covered the eyes of the idol.

As the red cloth slid down, the golden jade glass bowl placed in the center began to pour out a trace of light and aura.

Then, the light entered the eye of the idol.

God's eyes are brilliant!

God, come to life!

"Look, everyone, the top of the temple is ······"

"Rainbow glow! It's a good omen! ”

"The gods have really come to !!"

Colorful light fell on everyone, and when it shone, it seemed to be able to dispel all sickness.

This scene made the eldest princess's face ugly.

This should have been, the god of her Nanmei country!

When I came to the statue in the evening of the summer, I saw a wisp of the ancestor swimming out, turning into an old man, with loving eyes and looking at her with a smile.

She looked up a few times, and asked in her heart, [Old man, are you lacking in spiritual power? 】

Ever since the old man's urn fell out of her Qiankun bag, she felt that the spirit of the ancestor was not as strong as before.

In particular, he said that he wanted to protect the spiritual power of his mother's life, and he saved her life when his mother fell off the cliff.

Since then, there has been no trace of the power of the gods.

The spirit of the ancestor is getting weaker and weaker.

"Good boy, thousands of years ago I sealed Loneliness, and after I was badly injured and died, I never had the same time again."

"Fortunately, my disciples have been coming from generation to generation, and when I came to you, my ashes and soul have been preserved to this day."

"I've been wandering in this world for a long time, and I owe you three wishes, I'm afraid they won't be fulfilled for the time being."

The old man revealed his soul and floated in the center of the statue.

When everyone saw this, they knelt down and bowed, and lit incense.

"God, God bless my son's illness to get better, he is only five years old, our family has scattered all his wealth in order to treat him, and he can only live in a small house, my child is kind and pious, please let him get better······"

A woman with a seriously ill child in her arms had no way to seek medical treatment.

You can only come to all unknown gods.

The few incense sticks in his hand have used up the family's money.

"My business was calculated by villains, they seized my family's wealth, killed my family, and asked the gods to punish the wicked!"

The middle-aged man's clothes were shabby, his face was full of embarrassment, he kowtowed, threw himself on the ground and cried.

"I am terminally ill, relying on my children's money and filial piety, I pray to the gods to let me die peacefully, and I don't want to drag my children and grandchildren anymore." It is difficult for the emaciated old man to even kowtow.

"Bless my unborn son with a healthy and successful adulthood throughout his life." This is what Xie Jinan knelt in the crowd and begged!

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There are many such wishes.

A lot of suffering in the world!

A lot of helplessness!

But where there is a glimmer of life, who will be desperate to worship God?

Master Zu waved his hand to send down blessings to save them, and asked Xia Wanwan,

"Kid, you hear me."

When Xia Wanwan heard it, her heart was very uncomfortable and suffocated, and she seemed to be unable to see the suffering of the world.

I also can't see Master Zu dissipating his divine power for the sake of others.

Two complex contradictions intertwined in her mind, almost making it difficult for her to breathe.

With tears in her eyes, she shouted in a crisp voice:

"Stop! Stop it! You can't help them with your divine powers anymore! ”

"Your soul is weakened like this, you don't allow it!!"

"You do everything you can to help them! What a fool you are!! ”

But Master Zu is compassionate, his eyes are bright and loving, and there is still a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

He only left himself a trace of divine power.

It's hard to even shapeshift.

Two thousand years ago, in order to protect the people of the world, he died with the demon god, leaving only a wisp of divine soul and an altar of ashes.

Now, he can't see the suffering of the world, and he has used his divine power to help the common people!

Master Zu is a god of great mercy!

Tears fell to the ground at once.

Xia Wanwan's reaction shocked all the officials and royals present.

Liu Wan endured her sadness, hugged Xia Wanwan aside, and reached out to wipe the tears on her face.

"Woo woo, Master Zu, this idiot!"