He hesitated and said: "This temple is the Wenji Temple......

What is the name of the Chicken Temple? Inexplicable. Most Wen Fei looked at the statue in the temple again, but it seemed to be a general with a sword in his hand, but it was too long, the gold paint on the statue peeled off, and the mud puppet wooden tire came out, but it was too unclear. On the statue of the god, a trace of divine light is endless, extremely dim, and it will be cut off at any time when it opens. Looking at the incense case, there are very few traces of incense ash.

In a dilapidated clay incense burner, the dust covered the ashes. It seems that the incense is really unusually rare......

There was a Taoist official who reprimanded: "The imperial court has long had a law to prohibit these yin rituals. Which evil god is enshrined in your ruined temple, the sect leader is not in a hurry to explain it at the moment!"

The temple Zhu seems to be a little senile, and his ears are back. It didn't seem to be clear what the Taoist official was calling again, but said, "This is the Wenji Temple......

"Smell the chicken temple, you can't smell the duck to death!" The Taoist official originally wanted to show a word or two in front of Wen Fei, but at this time, he saw that this bad old man didn't pay attention to him at all, and he was immediately furious. Stretching out his hand, he pushed the old temple to the ground, and shouted: "Smash your yin ritual!"

"Stop!" shouted Feng Taishen, who had followed Wen Fei all the way. As he spoke, he lifted up the temple blessing. He was one of those veterans who forced Wen Fei not to let Wen Fei out of the city, but Wen Fei had to go out of the city. This Feng Taishen volunteered to protect Wen Fei, the sect leader, all the way.

He picked up the temple blessing, made a joke, and then angrily reprimanded the official: "Look at you like this, how do you look like a cultivator? Don't you know that the old man and the old man are old? If such an old man is pushed by you like this, what should I do if I have three longs and two shorts?"

The official was immediately reprimanded, his face flushed, and he was a little unconvinced. Now that the Daomen is thriving, these people are arrogant in the city of Tokyo, which can be said to be quite rampant. Where can such a bad old man live or die? Lin Lingsu is also quite lenient about these things.

Wen Fei couldn't look at it, although he was not a good man and gentleman. But this kind of bullying of such a seventy-eighty person also felt that it was too much, so he snorted coldly: "What did you do, a Taoist priest? Why don't you hurry up and make amends to the old man? After I go back, I will copy the Tao Te Ching a thousand times." ”

The Dao official's face suddenly turned pale, he dared to talk to Feng Taishen, but he didn't dare to stab Wen Fei, the sect leader, the Heavenly Master. I could only say unwillingly: "Sect Master, this must be a yin ritual." We are waiting for the Taoists, and we will eliminate the demons. Seeing such a cult god, how can you tolerate him?"

The temple zhu seemed to be really deaf, and he just said, "This is the Wenji Temple......"

This name is really weird, the order to destroy the yin ritual has always been in the Great Song Dynasty. Theoretically speaking, all gods that do not belong to the state rituals belong to the yin rituals. yin, in ancient times, was not the meaning of later generations, but there was no moderation, too much, too much......

But now that Wen Fei has the qualifications to arrange the Holy Throne of the Three Realms, he naturally has the ability to rule that those gods are Yin rituals, and those who can enter the national rituals and become regular rituals.

He frowned and glanced at it, and saw that the temple was abandoned like this, and he didn't need to say much, and he knew that it was a yin ritual. Whatever is included in the national rituals, there are officials who sacrifice on behalf of the imperial court, and it is absolutely impossible to be abandoned like this.

Feng Taishen walked into this temple and saw that this temple was too dilapidated. There are signs of rain in many places. There is only such a yin ritual, which will be sacrificed inexplicably by the people, and then inexplicably abandoned. For example, such gods, without hundreds of years of accumulation of incense, it is not easy to become a ghost god.

Feng Taishen sighed and withdrew from the small temple. Suddenly, I saw a wooden board that seemed to be engraved with some handwriting, but if I looked closely, it seemed to be four big characters of "middle stream strike". Sages have always been learned, and no gods do not read.

A high-truth Taoist priest like Feng Taishen has not only read the Danjing Taoist books since he was a child, but also a subset of scriptures and histories. When he saw these four words, he thought of the strange name of "Wenji Temple", and suddenly realized. called out: "This is the ancestral hall of Zu Xiao Zu Shizhi......"

No wonder this ancestral hall dedicated to ancestors is called Wenji Temple. Wen Fei was still thinking in his heart. The Taoist official had already shouted: "What is so great about Zu Li, and he has not entered the national ceremony!"

When Wen Fei heard this, he inexplicably became angry, and shouted: "Who enters the national ceremony, this is the matter of this sect master, can you talk too much?"

The Taoist official was still a little unconvinced, but he was scolded by Wen Fei: "This Heavenly Master is the Taoist sect leader, arranging the Holy Throne of the Three Realms. In a word, the righteous god can enter the yin ritual, and the yin ritual can be promoted to the right god. Is there anything you don't like?"

The Taoist priest was taken aback, and at this time, he could no longer hear that Wen Fei was already angry. He really wanted to buy a piece of tofu and crashed to death, and suddenly he didn't dare to say anything more.

At this time, unexpectedly, Feng Taishen said: "The sect leader's words are wrong! Although the sect leader has such power, the innate god has its own origin for the law of the Great Dao. If it is not the sect leader, you can lightly put the beak. The acquired gods can also have their merits and luck and become gods. How can it be that the sect leader can be erased with a word?

Wen Fei also knew that he had spoken a little too much just now, and was admonished by Feng Taishen sternly, and his face was a little unbearable. Reluctantly smiled: "What Senior Feng said is good! But this ancestor is different, for my Chinese heroes, he waved the Northern Expedition with the intention of recovering Middle-earth, but he died before he could leave the army." Such characters should be sacrificed in the world, and they are the guardian gods of our China. I am the Son of Heaven and call him a god......"

As soon as the word fell, a purple pillar of qi fell from the sky, ran through the entire ancestral hall, fell into the statue of the god, and fell into the depths of the yin world.

Boom, the earth shook suddenly. The entire purple sè qi pillar, turned into gold, and the divine light surrounded the statue. Originally, the gold paint peeled off, and they looked very dilapidated statues, and in the golden light, they glowed with a kind of coercion unique to the gods.

Faintly, a general wearing two gears of armor emerged from the golden light. After bowing to Wen Fei, there was a little golden light, flying to Wen Fei's side and falling above Wen Fei's head.

"Say what you say, follow what you say!" The others have not yet seen the doorway. But Feng Taishen was already trembling all over: "This is the power that only those holy kings in ancient times! It represents the will of heaven, and between every move, it directly mobilizes qi luck, and has a more powerful power...... It's just a matter of what you say...... It seems that our Daomen really has such an immortal figure!"

After a long time, the golden light faded. Everyone woke up from the shock just now, only to find that the temple blessing had disappeared.

"What about the temple blessing?" Wen Fei asked strangely, looking around. On this barren mountain, the grass and trees are sparse, and when you look around, you can't see anyone. The old temple Zhu looks very deaf, and he doesn't walk too well. With such a blink of an eye, where can you go?

Just as he was wondering, he saw an extra line of words on the ground. It is actually carved between the rocks on the ground, but it seems to be carved out with a finger, and it is more than three inches into the stone. All of them became extremely strange: "In the past, they met on the river, but now they meet again in Bianliang." Since ancient times, Zhongxian has been lonely, and a cup of cold moon shines at dusk. ”

"It's Lu Zu!" Wen Fei blurted out suddenly. The meaning of this poem could not be more obvious. And in the legend, it is called a game when it sounds good, and it is called teasing others when it is bad, and Lu Dongbin loves to do it the most.

Feng Taishen squatted down, gestured with his hand to the fingerprint, his face became extremely strange, and he said for a long time: "Sure enough, it is the realm of the earth immortals, and he actually carved three inches of handwriting on this bluestone with his flesh and blood." ”

Wen Fei nodded, deeply convinced. No matter how wonderful the Dao is, after all, it has limitations. Due to the limitations of the physical body, the god Hun can come out of the body and manifest all kinds of spirits. But the physical body, after all, is still limited by the laws of physics. It is impossible to fly, it is impossible to be invulnerable, it is impossible to exaggerate to the point of writing on the ground with your fingers......

Of course, it's not absolutely impossible. But in the legend, the only one who can do this is the real person of the earth immortal. These are legendary figures. But I didn't expect such a close contact today, and there are eyeballs......

The Taoist officials who began to push to the temple were all white. I never thought that the dead old man who fell down as soon as the wind blew just now was actually a real person from the earth immortals. That's a character who can wipe him out with a single breath.

"Senior Lu Dongbin said that I should wait for me to rebuild this Wenji Temple. Feng Taishen savored the meaning of the poem.

"Since ancient times, loyal and virtuous have been lonely, and a cup of cold moon shines at dusk. Wen Fei said with a smile: "We can't let these loyal people be lonely, since we should let these loyal people sacrifice for future generations, the incense is vigorous!"

He almost patted his head with hatred, but he still traveled from the afterlife. Even that little ripen still has the Yasukuni Shrine, which is dedicated to the soldiers who died in battle in the past dynasties. I traveled to this era by myself, I don't know this kind of thing, it's stupid.

Yes, as the head of Taoism, he sacrificed to follow his battlefield to fight, and the soldiers who died in battle were justified. And then since ancient times, those who have made contributions to resisting foreign enemies and making contributions to the continuation of China's luck have to enter the temple to worship......

Well, there are also monuments modeled after the later Celestial Empire. Wen Fei thought. The more I think about it, the more excited I become, this kind of sacrifice can not only unite people's hearts and fight for luck, but also solve the problem of the lack of Thunder Divine Generals in the Shenxiao faction of their own family.

The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, it seemed that Lu Dongbin had come to wake up again this time. rs！。

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