"Your Excellency has won two games, don't you need to try again," Lin Yi hugged his arms, smiling rather than smiling, "Two wins in three games, how about it?"

Guang Zhenzi's head shook like a rattle, "It's better than it!" Xiaodao has a letter, if your Excellency wins the third game, Xiaodao is willing to bow down, and is willing to give a treasure to you." ”

This is a righteous and awe-inspiring statement, but it is insincere.

Hiro Mako knows very well that she has won.

But you still have to abide by the rules, go through the motions, and pretend to be forced in front of such small characters by the way.

Lin Yi looked helpless, "What is the third game?"

Guang Zhenzi saluted with one hand and said, "Please God." ”

The so-called inviting gods is a unique Taoist skill, as the name suggests, it is to invite the gods into the house and manifest blessings.

There is also a tradition of asking the gods to pray for peace during festivals.

In fact, how can mortals have the ability to invite the gods.

It's just a kind of self-comfort.

Of course, mortals who worship the golden statue of the immortal will indeed be stained with a trace of divine power over time.

This divine power is negligible and has no effect.

But the Taoists regard it as a reward from the gods, a supreme glory, and find a way to manifest their divine powers, that is, "please the gods".

Strictly speaking, inviting God is a performance, and it is useless.

At most, it's a recognition, like a certificate of merit when I was a student.

Although mortals like to worship immortals, they know in their hearts that immortals are not omnipotent, and they will not fulfill their wishes casually.

They worship God, worship the right way, worship a clear conscience, worship faith and hope.

Therefore, it is useful to worship God to those whose hearts are right.

Those who do evil will not be blessed by worshipping God every day, because even they themselves are thieves.

The same is true for inviting gods, not for gods, but for their own "righteousness".

At the same time, if you want to manifest the gods, you must visit the golden statue for a long time.

Ordinary idols don't have divine powers.

"Come on," Lin Yi spread his hands, "Your Excellency, please." ”

He was ready to break the jar, but he didn't know how to ask God anyway.

Hiro Mako nodded unceremoniously.

He paced to a clearing, stood like a loose man, his hands bowed, his breathing was smooth, and his body was as still as a stone statue.

A stream of spiritual power flowed out of his body, swimming up and down.

Suddenly, Hiro Mako took a step with his right foot, stepped diagonally forward, bowed his left leg, followed closely with his right foot, and took strange steps one after the other.

The sound of shaking the ground was like a hammer drum.

Lin Yi was lonely and unheard, but he also read a lot of Taoist scriptures, and recognized that Guang Zhenzi's footwork was the most classic Tiangang step of Taoism.

At the same time, Hiro Mako held his right hand, pinched the knuckle of the middle finger with his big finger, and pinched the wrist of his right hand with his left hand.

When stepping on Tiangang, with each step, the hand trick also changes.

Lin Yi was amazed, like watching an acrobatic performance on TV, and almost couldn't help but applaud.

I thought it wasn't in vain, at least I had a lot of insight in this guy.

At this time, Guang Zhenzi's secret mana, with his own pace, the whole person rose with a mysterious temperament, which was quite capable of bluffing.

"Visible!"

After taking the last step, Guang Zhenzi's eyes widened and he opened his mouth to drink.

When it landed, the golden light shone.

A layer of golden light rose above Guang Zhenzi's head, floating behind him, like a flower in the mirror, first vague, and then gradually revealed.

In the golden light is an old man with a long beard and eyebrows, dressed in seven-colored divine light, holding a gossip map, with a fairy spirit, smiling, and quite looking down on all beings.

The old man manifested for a moment, and then vanished.

Guang Zhenzi put away his steps, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and said proudly: "What, Xiaodao invited Dao Ancestor Taishang!"

Undoubtedly, this guy often worships the golden statue of Taishang Laojun, so he can be stained with Laojun's divine power.

Lin Yi was a little surprised.

This Guang Zhenzi doesn't look normal, he has a sick brain, but his background is extremely extraordinary.

Think about it, the golden statue of Taishang Laojun who can often worship it, and the Taoist concept from which it comes must be extraordinary.

Facing Guang Zhenzi's triumphantness, Lin Yi smiled and was noncommittal.

In this competition, he is 100% sure that he can win.

You must know that although he does not invite God, there is a true god living in the Taoist temple: Hongjun Ancestor.

If you invite this person out, I'm afraid it won't scare Guang Zhenzi to death.

Therefore, this little trick to please God is really not in the mainstream in Lin Yi's opinion, and it is okay to sell art on the street.

Just think about it, of course.

He is not a competitive person, there is no need to alarm Hongjun Ancestor for a small competition.

"I lost. Lin Yi calmly admitted defeat.

"Hey," Guang Zhenzi frowned, "Your Excellency didn't try, why did you admit defeat." ”

"I don't even know how to please God, that's too bad, tsk. ”

Lin Yi had nothing to say.

He is not stunned, and he will not be angry because of a sentence or two from others.

"You've won three games, take whatever you want, and you're willing to gamble. ”

Lin Yi thought about it carefully, Taikoo Guan didn't have any valuable objects, just take it from Guang Zhenzi, as long as he didn't move the statue, he could accept it.

Guang Zhenzi had no interest in the victory, and shook his head again and again in disappointment, "Xiaodao has a lot of persuasion, Your Excellency's future is really worrying, according to Xiaodao, it is better to close this Taigu Temple, so as not to embarrass the Taoist." If you are willing, you can introduce you to a serious view of the Great Dao, and let you become a handyman and learn from scratch. ”

Is that a good intention?

I didn't feel it.

If you don't do it, what kind of miscellaneous work will you do?

Lin Yi calmly spit out a word: "Get out!"

Guang Zhenzi shook her head and sighed, "It's not helped!

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!"

After that, he picked up his bags and walked out of the Taoist temple with his head shaken.

He was going to find his seventieth opponent.

Alas, I hope that the next Taoist temple can be stronger, and not as incompetent and boring as the Taikoo Temple.

Trail likes challenging opponents.

As soon as he went out, Guang Zhenzi suddenly felt that the golden light in front of him was magnificent, dazzling, as if several suns were approaching at the same time.

"Divine Light!"

Guang Zhenzi tried to open his eyes, and it took a while to see clearly that a figure fell from the sky and landed in front of the Taoist temple.

The man soared through the clouds, the fairy spirit was fluttering, and the golden light on his head was really dazzling.

On closer inspection, it was a middle-aged man.

The man put away his divine light, smiled slightly, walked forward, and said gently, "You are a Taoist priest of the Taikoo Temple?"

Guang Zhenzi was stunned for a moment, his legs were weak in front of the man, his whole body trembled, and he couldn't help but want to kneel down and bow, "You...... You are ......"

The man raised his hand and pointed to the east, "I have guarded Qingqiu Mountain for 800 years, and I am the god of the mountain." ”

"Mountain...... Mountain God!" Guang Zhenzi's eyes almost flew out, his legs couldn't hold on any longer, and he fell to his knees and smashed to the ground, "Xiaodao Guang Zhenzi, meet the mountain god!"

As he spoke, he slammed his head on the stone steps as a sign of piety.

His blood was so excited that he almost fainted.

I didn't expect to see a real fairy in my lifetime!

The trail is enough for this life!