Stepping into the Dragon King Temple, the place that enters the eye is a foot high, with three two-foot long incense sticks inserted in the middle, the scent of sandalwood lingers around, and the smell is very concentrating and refreshing.

In troubled times, there are so many people who come up to offer incense and pray, and they can't see the hope of life at this time, they can only pin the last bit of their hearts on the unknown gods.

There is only one main hall in the Dragon King Temple, which is in the middle, and there is a side room on both sides of the main hall, which is the living place of the people in the temple.

Bypassing the Great Ding, along with the people who entered the hall to offer incense, they crossed the floor tiles made of marble, and the overall building of the Dragon King Temple could be seen carefully from the outside.

Di Yue may have never seen such a scene, and for a while she felt very novel, constantly lifting the veil covering her face, her eyes also glanced around, and occasionally walked closer to see the real thing.

"Big brother, it's so lively here. ”

Zhang Yixian could see that Di Yue really liked this kind of scene, maybe because of the large number of people, she felt so happy staring at everyone.

Don't care about the curiosity in her heart, as long as he is in his sight, she can toss whatever she wants.

Perhaps because Zhang Yixian entered the Dragon King Temple without bringing sacrifices, some people in the crowd who came and went occasionally stared at him, and finally walked away.

This made him a little incomprehensible, and then he stepped through the main hall of the Dragon King Temple under the gaze of some people and entered it.

The place where the statue of the dragon king is placed is very large, and entering it gives people the feeling of a high mountain looking up, which is psychologically overwhelming.

The hall is very wide, and there is a statue of the dragon king in the middle, and on both sides of it are still enshrined some of the top figures in the dragon palace, such as the turtle prime minister, the yaksha, and so on. The petitioning pilgrims went from one to the other, bowed down, and offered tribute.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Zhang Yixian saw an iron-cast box next to the door, with a cut on it, and the three big characters of the merit box were close to the eye-catching position in the center, reminding the pilgrims who were worshipping inside.

Next to the merit box, an old man in Taoist clothes holds a slender brush in his hand, and is recording for a pilgrim who has donated merit money.

Zhang Yixian smiled bitterly, it seems that the wisdom of the ancestors has been passed on to the future generations, think about the temples he visited in his previous life, which one is not like this? Some even force tourists to donate a different amount of merit silver.

Looking up at the dragon king statue placed in the center, the more he looked closely, Zhang Yixian felt that it was full of loopholes, this dragon king statue not only had big eyes, but even the brocade crown on the dragon king's head was mistaken, and it was not like the dragon king he had ever seen.

But this does not prevent the pious heart of the people, and there are still many people who worship, most of them are people around Wuyi County.

"Interesting!" staring at the statue of the dragon king for a while, Zhang Yixian found out that there was a hole in it, the statue of the dragon king in front of him did not know how long it had been standing here, after the worship of the people, the power of the incense wrapped around its body actually formed a luster on the surface of the statue of the dragon king, if it was an ordinary person standing under it, he could also feel some different places.

The most bizarre thing is not only this, just when Zhang Yixian wanted to observe further, a phantom figure stood up from the statue of the dragon king who was sitting.

"Mortal monk, I am Ao Guang, the lord of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, why don't you kneel when you see my statue!"

"Why don't you kneel!

“............”

A series of voices like Hong Zhong Da Lu penetrated Zhang Yixian's mind, and an irresistible illusion rose in his heart.

"The world is strong, the people's hearts are not ancient, and even the dragon king has pretended. ”

Zhang Yixian shook his head gently, from the moment he entered the Dragon King Temple, he felt that something was wrong, he could always feel that there was a strange aura faintly exuding here, neither divinity nor incense.

When he entered the main hall dedicated to the statue of the dragon king, he noticed that the slightest strange breath came from the statue, although it was covered by the power of incense, he still smelled it very keenly.

A phantom shadow that was more than three feet long, suddenly like a god, appeared in Zhang Yixian's sight, and the crowd of worshippers in the main hall at this time did not find the slightest abnormality.

"Don't pretend, I can spare your life if you show your original form!" Zhang Yixian shouted.

But the phantom in front of him was unmoved, and his eyes were still looking at Zhang Yixian indifferently, like an ant.

"It's useless to talk too much!"

With a bang, a three-foot long sword appeared in him, exuding bursts of sword light.

At this moment, the phantom standing above finally changed color, no longer maintaining the indifference and looking at all beings as nothing, but replaced by fear!

"Stop!"

"Before the statue of the Dragon King, in the Holy Land, it is already a great crime of disrespect to the Dragon King for you to come with the weapon of the soldier, hurry up and put down the sharp blade, perform the great gift of three kneels and nine knocks, and pray for the Dragon King's forgiveness!" Just when Zhang Yixian just wanted to do it, the old man in the Taoist uniform who had recorded the merits of the pilgrims next to the door of the main hall pointed at him angrily and scolded.

After the old man in the Taoist costume made such a fuss, most of the people who were worshipping in the hall also showed angry expressions on their faces, and Di Yue also heard the movement, came to Zhang Yixian's side, and looked at the crowd that gradually surrounded him with some curiosity.

And in Zhang Yixian's eyes, the tall phantom figure above actually regained its previous expression again, but there was no other action.

"Hehe, they are all people who are in the same stream. ”

"Shut up!"

"Slandering the Dragon King, capital offense!"

"Capital offense!"

As soon as Zhang Yixian's words came out, the people worshipping around him insisted on the same word, and their words were fierce, and they had a great momentum of doing their hands.

Seeing that the scene was one-sided, the old man in the Taoist uniform also showed a harmonious smile on his face, and nodded slightly at the statue of the dragon king.

"Big brother, why are they scolding you!"

"Xiao Yue'er, do you see it? The gods retreated from the world, and such a false god stood out and took the opportunity to absorb the power of incense and harm the world. ”

"The power of the incense of the gods cannot be absorbed indiscriminately, unless there is a priesthood, otherwise without the recognition of heaven and earth, it will not become an atmosphere. ”

"It's not that they can make a big deal, but that they deceive and fool the people with money, and this kind of behavior should be destroyed. ”

After explaining, Di Yue still didn't understand.

Just when everyone thought that he would be afraid of the crowd around him and let others deal with it, Zhang Yixian slowly raised the long sword in his hand, and a mana attached to the sword body, and then slashed down angrily in front of everyone.

The clattering voice remembered that the god-like phantom in front of him had turned to ashes under the sword before he could resist it.

Then he broke the broken statue of the dragon king, revealing something, which made many people in the field dumbfounded.

The silver with white flowers, the yellow-orange gold, and the uncarved pearls made a bucket of money flow to the ground, making a clattering sound.

How could everyone have thought that the statue of the dragon king they worshiped sincerely contained so much money, and for a while, everyone only cared about the gold and silver money under their feet.

Seeing this, the old man in the Taoist suit shouted loudly with a long voice in his mouth, and immediately three or five big men blocked the door of the palace, and he was still holding a bright and dangling big knife in his hand.

"Thieves dare!"