"What's that?"

Looking at these wisps of bright yellow breath, Mi Xiaoxia couldn't help but be stunned for a while. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

I don't know when it began, Mi Xiaoxia Zhihai has accumulated a large amount of this bright yellow aura. There was nothing unusual before, but it wasn't until he cultivated the immeasurable sixteen views and began to practice his gods that these bright yellow breaths suddenly exploded.

For the Yuan Shen, these bright yellow breaths have a great tonic effect, and the savings are consumed and absorbed instantly, and Mi Xiaoxia broke through in one fell swoop and directly entered the double heaven of practicing gods.

And these bright yellow breaths are like living water, still pouring into Mi Xiaoxia's sea of knowledge. As long as Mi Xiaoxia visualizes and cultivates, the Yuan Shen can absorb these breaths, thus quickly improving the Yuan Shen cultivation.

In this way, Mi Xiaoxia's speed of practicing gods has increased several times!

This is simply a big bargain, but the source of this bright yellow breath is unknown, who knows if there are any potential drawbacks, Mi Xiaoxia can't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Let's see, where the hell did it come from!"

After thinking for a moment, Mi Xiaoxia clenched his fists and made up his mind, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and locked a wisp of bright yellow breath in the Yuan Shen, constantly looking for the source!

"It's ......"

Relying on the bright yellow breath, the primordial spirit is like a tentacle, flying over the hills, rivers and lakes, and finally only to see a few temples scattered on the earth. Incense is burned in the temple, and villagers come one after another, either to pay respects or to bow down.

"Incense Wish!"

Shocked, Mi Xiaoxia suddenly opened his eyes, and his face was shocked.

Just now, he traced back to the source and saw several temples, with his name clearly written on them. In other words, this is his ancestral hall!

There are several familiar figures among the villagers who are kneeling down, and they are the people on the banks of the Qingsha River. Mi Xiaoxia suddenly realized that when he eradicated the evil pig Polong in Qingsha River, the villagers on the shore actually built a shrine for him.

Those bright yellow breaths are the incense wishes produced by the villagers when they worship. But what Mi Xiaoxia didn't expect was that the incense wish power could actually improve the original god.

How did Mi Xiaoxia know that the incense wish power is far more than that.

As the so-called Buddha fights for a stick of incense, for the gods and Buddhas, the power of incense is one of the sources of strength. Not only that, but the power of incense can even create gods!

For example, in order to commemorate someone, the common people build temples after their death, and then worship and worship. After a long time, it has gradually come true.

This is not that the soul of the deceased becomes an immortal, after death, people will basically enter the underworld immediately to wait for reincarnation, how can they just find their own temple so coincidentally. In fact, it is a clay fetus wood sculpture that is worshipped, because the incense is perennially impregnated and gradually psychic.

This kind of man-made god is just a wild god because the heavenly court is not recorded. Heavenly Court's attitude towards them is actually similar to that of youkai.

This is also the reason why the emperor of man is a god. As long as the emperor gives an order, the people of the whole country go to worship something, and it is strange that they do not become gods.

"Great!"

Mi Xiaoxia didn't know so much, but he knew that the incense wish power was a good thing, so he didn't have to worry about hidden dangers, and he couldn't help but relax and be happy.

"Tsk, it would be nice to have a few more temples. ”

Looking at the steady stream of incense wishes, Mi Xiaoxia smacked his lips and thought for a while.

There are a total of several villages on the banks of the Qingsha River, and there are only four temples in his temple, and the incense wish power that can be generated is actually very small. If there were ten, or even dozens or hundreds, wouldn't it be much faster to cultivate the Yuan Shen.

Of course, Mi Xiaoxia just thinks about it, the emperor of people is a god, but he will definitely not seal it indiscriminately. The government of a few temples doesn't care, but once there are more, the government and the imperial court will come forward to tear down the temples and break the faith!

The first is to prevent the breeding of wild gods, and the second and most important thing is to prevent the civil society from becoming too strong and to eliminate the possibility of rebellion among the people.

Mi Xiaoxia understands that now he can have four new words, which is already his creation, and then he doesn't think about it anymore and cultivates with peace of mind.

In addition to practicing qi and spirit, and simultaneously improving the cultivation of the Great Dao, it is also necessary to find time to practice and improve proficiency. There are only twelve hours a day, and where is it enough, if you can, Mi Xiaoxia even wants to save eating, drinking, and Lazar.

In this way, every day is a dozen days of hard work, and the time enters the middle of December, and there are less than twenty days to be the New Year.

"It's almost the New Year......"

Every festive season, Mi Xiaoxia can't help but think of Shen Xiniang who stayed in her hometown, do you want her to spend the Spring Festival alone? Although Mi Xiaoxia doesn't plan to take Shen Xiniang to Jinling, he can at least go back to see her.

"What's going on!"

Just as Mi Xiaoxia was planning to go back to Linjiang County, he suddenly found that this afternoon, the incense power that had been flowing all the time suddenly decreased by seventy!

In the last ten or so days of cultivation, the time Mi Xiaoxia spent practicing his god was less than half of the time he used to practice qi, but his progress speed was much faster. In addition to the gap in the exercises, the most important thing is the support of the incense wish.

Mi Xiaoxia's brows furrowed, and the incense power suddenly decreased by seventy, which is absolutely unacceptable!

But what went wrong, Mi Xiaoxia temporarily pressed his temperament, and waited and see. After three days of this, the incense wish power has not recovered.

"Damn it!"

It seems that something is indeed wrong, and it cannot wait any longer, it must be solved as soon as possible. Mi Xiaoxia immediately packed up his things and rode out of Jinling early the next morning.

Mi Xiaoxia originally planned to return to Linjiang County, but now he just took a slight detour, just to explore the problem of incense wishing power.

The incense wish power is because the villagers worship Mi Xiaoxia's ancestral hall, and now it is suddenly reduced, then there is only one possibility, the villagers worship less!

It's only been half a year, could it be that the villagers have forgotten Mi Xiaoxia so quickly? And even if they forget him, there should be a process, how can it suddenly be reduced by seventy. Mi Xiaoxia guessed that there must be a reason for this.

"Hint: The truth comes out in the day, get a key!"

At noon three days later, when he was about to reach Qingsha River, Mi Xiaoxia suddenly received a prompt.

"Looks like it's done. ”

Looking at the extra copper key in the storage space, Mi Xiaoxia smiled at the corner of his mouth.

When he set out from Jinling, he left the ugly slave for the time being, and ordered him to put up a big-character poster two days later, announcing that Jia Jing had killed people and forcibly occupied Xuanzhenguan.

It's been a while since the last time I visited Xuanzhen Temple, and Jia Jing must have forgotten about him. And Mi Xiaoxia left two days ago, and the big-character poster appeared, and he also had an alibi.

Now I receive a prompt to get the key, which means that the ugly slave has completed the task, and the ugly slave will come to chase after Mi Xiaoxia. When Mi Xiaoxia returns to Jinling after finishing his work, he will go to Xuanzhen Temple to open the copper treasure chest!

After getting the key, Mi Xiaoxia was in a good mood, then shook the reins and continued to hurry.

Mi Xiaoxia rode alone, much faster than when he came, and came to the bank of the Qingsha River at noon the next day. It is approaching the end of the year, and there are many fewer ferries on the riverside. Mi Xiaoxia found a big boat and sent people and horses across the river together.

"Boatman, I'll ask you something"

When the boat went to the center of the river, Mi Xiaoxia asked the boatman seemingly casually.

"I heard that there is a 'Mi Xiaoxia Temple' near here, which is very effective, I don't know where it is, I want to go and see it. ”

"You're talking about Migong Temple. ”

The boatman thought for a moment, and suddenly snorted disdainfully.

"That's a lie, it's all demolished, what else is going on. If you want to burn incense and pray, go to the Immortal Temple, that is the real immortal miracle!"

"Demolished?"

Mi Xiaoxia frowned, and sure enough, something was wrong.

When the boat arrived on the opposite shore, Mi Xiaoxia got off the boat, and then inquired along the coast. Although I didn't meet anyone I knew before, I heard that there was still a Migong Temple that had not been demolished.

Asked about the specific direction, Mi Xiaoxia got on the horse, shook the reins and went straight to the Migong Temple.

Since it was built by the villagers on the shore, it is not very far from the Qingsha River. About half an hour later, Mi Xiaoxia came to a treasure land of feng shui that hid wind and water, and saw a small vermilion temple standing there, which was Migong Temple.

"Don't demolish it! Whoever dares to touch Engong's temple, I will fight with him!"

"Boy, you are looking for death! Beat me, beat me to death!"

But what Mi Xiaoxia didn't expect was that when he arrived, he saw seven or eight Taoist priests, holding tools such as iron pickaxes in their hands, beating a young man.

Mi Xiaoxia took a closer look, and the young man he happened to know, it was a villager named Xiaoshi who he had rescued from under the mouth of Zhu Polong.