There is only one temple in Yueyang Town, located on the bank of the lower reaches of the Sanyang River, which was originally dedicated to the god of the Sanyang River, and now the god enshrined has become the god of Sanyang. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The town is not big, and at tea time, Mo Tang and the two came to the Sanyang Temple, the temple covers an area that is not too large, with a red appearance and a vermilion gate, which is not much different from the temples in other places.

To Mo Suifeng's surprise, he originally thought that the people of Yueyang Town were oppressed by the Sanyang Divine Monarch, and it should be sparsely populated here, and the people were not able to make a living, but this was not the case.

Although it is not lively in front of the temple, there are people coming and going, the river is continuous, selling talismans, selling snacks, and selling tricks, as if a small market has been formed.

Mo sighed lightly with the wind, sure enough, there is a reason for existence, and this Sanyang Divine Monarch still has some paragraphs.

Mo followed the wind in front, Tang Zhili in the back, the two walked into the hall one after the other, although there are not many people who put incense, but there are so few, no one is the same as a normal temple, no one prevents pilgrims from incense.

There is a statue of a god in the main hall, it is the Sanyang Shenjun, the statue is male, just like a living person, the whole body is red gold, gorgeous and abnormal, the treasure is solemnly sitting on the god platform, the god platform is carved and carved, and the water waves are surrounded under the stage.

Since it was a smashing field, Mo Suifeng was not polite, the spiritual thoughts swept out, and the slightest fluctuation of soul power on the statue came out.

Under the induction of spiritual thoughts, the statue is no longer as solemn and sacred as it seems, the spiritual thoughts are removed from the false and the true, the statue is dark all over, and the slightest black gas hovers above the head, which is no different from what he guessed, and the Sanyang Shenjun is an imposter who is indiscriminate.

The two of them entered the main hall, did not kneel or worship, and had no sense of respect, which had already attracted the attention of the priests in the temple.

In just a moment, two men in strange red clothes turned out of the corner, who were the servants of the Shenjun Temple.

One of them, a man with a slightly dark face and weathered but deep and bright eyes, scolded Mo Suifeng and the others with an unkind face: "Wuna Daoist, looking east and west in the main hall is a great disrespect to the divine monarch, quickly put on the incense and bow down, otherwise get out quickly!"

As the words of the divine servant landed, the surrounding townspeople looked at Mo Suifeng, and the expressions in the eyes of these people were quite complicated, some were gloating, some were actually expecting, but more were inexplicable.

Divine soul cultivators, after the divine soul can go out of the body at night, many gods are born by themselves, such as the method of ecstasy, the art of dreaming, etc., and some demons and evil people will borrow these abilities to pretend to be ghosts, flies and dogs, and tempt people to commit crimes.

No matter what kind of reaction these townspeople have, Mo Suifeng is not surprised, some people who have evil thoughts in their own hearts have been seduced by evil gods, and their true nature has been exposed, so there should be many people who are devout and devotive.

Mo Suifeng was not angry or happy, took two steps forward, and said in a deep voice: "Poor Dao is really trying to see what happens if he is disrespectful to the Divine Monarch!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the two divine servants on the opposite side suddenly darkened, and since the two of them became divine servants, they had never met such a contemptuous guy for the Divine Monarch, because those who dared to despise the Divine Monarch had already entered the Sanyang River. However, looking at this Taoist priest's calm and breezy appearance, he must have something to rely on, but they thought about it, this is the Temple of the Divine Monarch, and the Divine Monarch is in person, no matter how capable he is, will he still be the opponent of the Divine Monarch? !

When the two of them thought of this, their hearts were greatly uneasy, and they rushed forward like fierce gods.

How these ordinary people are Mo Suifeng's opponents, Mo Suifeng dodges and owes them all, and with just two taps, they knocked down all of them.

No need to ask, this Taoist priest obviously wants to find trouble, there is something going on in the hall, and there are many townspeople pouring in outside the hall.

Seeing that Mo Suifeng was very skilled, the surrounding townspeople suddenly became divided, some of them stood silently behind Mo Suifeng, as if they wanted to give him some support; other people fled to the backyard in a hurry and begged for help; there were really three or four men among the townspeople, who were true believers, although their faces were frightened, they still pounced on Mo Suifeng like hungry tigers.

Mo followed the wind and spirit thoughts, and the coercion was dispersed, and on the spot, these men seemed to have been hit the head, and they all collapsed to the ground in an instant, foaming at the mouth and fainting.

Diligence can make up for clumsiness, which can make perfect, optics do not use, not only slow progress, but also can not understand the true meaning.

He has used spiritual thoughts the most, and he has become more and more mature, not only has he sent and received at will, but he can already condense his thoughts into silk, which can be aimed at both individuals and all, and initially shows its due power.

Mo showed his might with the wind, and at this time there were a few more townspeople standing behind him, it seemed that most of the townspeople in Yueyang Town just succumbed to the obscenity of the Sanyang demons, and they were not sincerely convinced.

Mo Suifeng smiled at the corner of his mouth, stood in front of the statue, pointed at the statue with his hand, and shouted: "Bold demon, who are you a demon, you dare to harm Yueyang Town, if you don't show your true body, don't blame the poor Dao for being ruthless!"

As these words were shouted, the crimson golden idol spewed out a puff of black smoke, the idol's eyes suddenly opened, and two rays of light like substance shot out, obviously the demon could no longer sit still.

Where have the townspeople seen such a scene, they immediately panicked, you retreat and I shove, all of them fled from the hall in a panic, although Tang Zhili is a scholar, but there is Mo Suifeng in front, plus his nephew, although he was also so scared that he hid behind Mo Suifeng, but he did not exit the hall.

Mo Suifeng nodded at him with great satisfaction, he was quite satisfied with Tang Zhili's performance, even if the young man couldn't do kung fu, he still wanted to be upright and arrogant.

The god's lips squirmed, and a majestic voice came out: "Where is the demon path disturbing this monarch's Qing cultivation?"

Mo shouted loudly with the wind: "You demon, you stand on your own, and you don't care about the poor road, why do you want to rob young children and harm people's lives!"

"Hmph, little Taoist, you are a level of qi refining, and you dare to take care of the affairs of this divine monarch. It is not easy for you to practice, give you three breaths to exit the temple, otherwise don't blame Benjun for being ruthless. The idol sneered contemptuously.

Mo Suifeng's heart moved, for some reason, this demon had no intention of doing anything in his words, but today he had already decided to kill the demon and eliminate the demon, so he had no reason to retreat, and said loudly: "There are gods three feet above your head, the way of heaven is clear, since you are obsessed and do not regret it, then don't blame the poor Dao for being ruthless!"

The first strike is strong, the talisman in Mo Suifeng's hand flashed, and in the rumbling sound, a purple thunder light came in an instant, hitting the statue in the center of the main hall.

The Dao of the Divine Soul was originally negative, and he was most afraid of thunder, Mo Suifeng did not have his own Thunder Dao Divine Power, but used a middle-level Heavenly Thunder Talisman bought at the auction to test the Divine Monarch's catties and taels first.

Mo Suifeng didn't agree with a word, and immediately made a move, catching Sanyang Shenjun off guard.

Sanyang was furious, the white light of the god statue shook, and a layer of thick white light suddenly lit up, and the purple thunder light greeted together, the white light and purple light intertwined, and burst out with bursts of clicking sounds, and the white divine light visibly weakened with the naked eye, Mo Suifeng smiled, he knew that although these yin spirits were somewhat Taoist, their strength was not very strong, especially the temples in these towns, which were basically supported by the incense and wish of the townspeople, and the population of the town was not much, and the willingness was naturally not strong.

The white light was finally defeated by the heavenly thunder, and the thunder light struck the red gold statue without the slightest obstacle, and the statue instantly turned into pitch black, like a thunder gong, although it was not shattered immediately, it should have been injured a lot.

An angry roar came out from inside the statue: "Junior, I don't know the height of the sky, I dare to destroy my Dharma Appearance, and I will die!"

The arms of the god statue suddenly burst out with a little light, and a black light like water waves rushed out like an iron cable, quickly rolling towards Mo Suifeng.