On the other side, Pan Hao was already under Xiwen's service, got up and put on his clothes!

"Young Master, Young Master Yao is coming to visit!" said a maid in green clothes who came to the door of Pan Hao's room.

"Okay, bring it to the front hall to serve tea, I'll be there later!" Pan Hao straightened his clothes, dressed in a snow-white Confucian robe, with white silk hair and a lilac belt around his waist. There is a faint bookish atmosphere mixed with luxury. is like a rich son in the mortal world, a prince and a noble descendant.

"Brother Yao, I didn't expect you to visit so soon!" Pan Hao walked in from the door, and at this time, Yao Chuqiao and Yao's father were sitting on the seats, talking to each other.

"Brother Pan, thanks to your handwriting!" Yao Chuqiao quickly got up and sighed again and again when he saw Pan Hao coming in.

"Come, let me introduce you, this is my father. Father, this is Brother Pan!" After Yao Chuqiao finished greeting, he hurriedly introduced. Yao's father had also gotten up early.

"Uncle is here, it should be a bright bloom!" Pan Hao said to Yao's father.

"Where, where am I bothering! I still have to thank my nephew for helping me this time!" Yao's father also returned the salute, thanking him again and again.

Pan Hao subconsciously raised his head and glanced at the qi luck three feet above Yao Chuqiao, and a slightly weak white and red qi luck stood firmly above his head. The surrounding yin and death qi have disappeared. In the sky above the luck, the white luck is constantly replenishing. Luck is slowly recovering.

"Huh!" Pan Hao suddenly felt curious, because an illusory projection of luck appeared next to Yao Chuqiao's luck. This luck is pure white and full, and there is a faint red glow. and Yao Chuqiao's luck is faintly implicated.

"This is?" Pan Hao was puzzled in his heart, it was only one night, why did he have an extra luck projection.

After some thanks, Yao Chuqiao took out a big red invitation and handed it to Pan Hao.

"A month later, on my big day, Brother Pan must come!" Yao Chuqiao handed the invitation to Pan Hao and said solemnly. Yao's father originally wanted to ask Pan Hao for a painting, but he felt that if he asked for it like this, it would be really abrupt, and then he thought of Yao Chuqiao's marriage and joy.

Originally, Yao Chuqiao was suffering from a strange illness, and Yao's father planned to use the folk method of rushing to see if it could work. However, before Yao Chuqiao's illness arrived on the big day, he had been cured. Now it's just a matter of taking advantage of this matter to see if I can get Pan Hao to give another piece of words.

"It must be!" Pan Hao only knew at this time what was going on with Yao Chuqiao's luck, it turned out that Yao Chuqiao was about to get married. Now to send a wedding post, that is, to spread the word. This marriage is almost a nail board thing. So the luck of the two sides has begun to converge with each other.

During the conversation, Yao's father intentionally or unintentionally mentioned the effect of Pan Hao's town word, and faintly revealed a sense of longing.

Pan Hao smiled in his heart, and naturally knew what Yao's father had in mind, but he didn't debunk it! The three of them chatted for an hour, because there was something going on in the business bank, Yao's father had to go back first. The matter has just come to an end.

"Brother Pan, this!" Yao Chuqiao said embarrassedly when he saw Yao's father coming and going in a hurry. Yao Chuqiao naturally knew that Yao's father had just repeatedly advanced the purpose of calligraphy and painting. A calligraphy and painting has already helped you get through the difficulties, how can you be greedy anymore!

"Ha Luha, nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong!" Pan Hao said with a smile and a wave of his hand.

"I'm going to your wedding in a month!"

"Then I won't bother, Brother Pan has nothing to do, but come to me to catch up!" Yao Chuqiao stood up and said goodbye.

"Brother Yao, go slowly!" Pan Hao got up and saluted back.

After Yao Chuqiao left, Pan Hao was drinking tea in an orderly manner. Pan Hao recalled the incident of visiting the underworld at night last night, there are no gods in this world, and naturally there are no ghosts in the underworld.

Judging from last night, once the people of this world realm die, they will be absorbed back to the underworld by the power of heaven and earth, and will be washed by the Yellow Spring. Wash away all the memories of the soul, and restore the soul to the true soul after the most reluctance. Reincarnation again.

That is to say, no matter whether people are good or evil, there is no reward or punishment. This is the Three Realms where the Heavenly Dao is incomplete and there is no Shinto management in this world, and the living beings in the world will not be rewarded for the good and will not be punished for the evil! Since the Shinto is to be created, the underworld naturally cannot be left behind. Pan Hao's eyes were deep, and he thought faintly.

Suddenly, Pan Hao's heart moved, and in the Purple Mansion, the Tianhe Divine Throne hung high behind the divine soul, turning into a round of red sun, exuding a sacred and noble light.

This was the usual scene, but now above the red sun, a transparent and more powerful aura of the god seat faintly appeared, although this god seat had just appeared, but it was above the river god seat. There is an aura of majesty and order on it, which is clearly distinguishable from the position of the river god.

"What's going on?" Pan Hao was surprised in his heart. Why would another god be born! This god is obviously one level higher than the river god. The power of the order of heaven and earth is also more powerful.

Pan Hao was suspicious in his heart, looking into the void, there was a steady stream of faith power instilled in the newly emerged god position. And this force is extremely stable and powerful.

In a quarter of an hour, the transparent and illusory divine position began to condense, and it had a bit of a physical texture. However, it is still far from the Tianhe Divine Position. However, the dragon and phoenix carved on the divine throne are like dragons and phoenixes, and the runes of heaven and earth with ancient and noble qi have been faintly clear.

Above: The god of Dachang County, Qingyu County, Dasong Kingdom, and Prefecture

Rushing......

The talisman on the divine throne was displayed, and the endless stream of faith condensed into a river of faith that was full of thick and thick and poured down towards the divine throne. The Divine Throne is gradually becoming a substance. The aura of dignity and majesty on it has also become more and more intense.

Isn't Dachang County a small county town south of Jishui County that has only been established for a few decades? Pan Hao's thoughts soared into the sky along the line of faith, and in the blink of an eye, his soul thoughts had passed through the distance between the two counties and came to the Dachang City God Temple.

"Everyone, the City God Temple is open today, go in and burn a stick of incense, and you can report the safety of the family!"

"This idol is very effective!"

"Hey, this statue is a little familiar, isn't it the river god of Jishui County?"

"Why don't you invite the heroes of the past dynasties to enter the temple to be city gods!"

"What do you know, this god has manifested a spirit, and it is a real miracle!"

The people outside were talking about it, and even those who had been to Jishui County to worship the river god had already recognized Pan Hao's statue.

"Everyone, be quiet, we have been in Dachang County for less than 50 years, and there has been no city god stationed and no city god to bless us. I believe that as long as we set up a city god, we will be able to drive away the evil spirits and resume our previous life!" said a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure, dressed in brocade clothes, and with a shiny face on his face.