The gate of Chenghuang Temple slowly opened.
Except for the City God who was already trapped in the situation of the Mud Bodhisattva crossing the river, the City God's Temple in the accompanying city was fully mobilized. Civil and military judges, as well as ghost officials from various departments, all stood cautiously inside the gate.
Although the entire Suijia City is considered one's own territory and will be protected by a certain amount of energy, standing in the fragrant City God's Temple is still more secure after all.
Chen Ping'an looked towards the door.
After that tragic incident, the City God chose to kill and release, so the generals of Shackles should be new, while the chief officers of the Yin and Yang Division, headed by the Sixth Division of City God, are still the old ones.
Chen Pingan held the Sword Immortal in his hand and looked down at the sword gourd. "After I draw the sword twice, you can do whatever you want tonight."
Chen Ping'an raised his head and looked at the gate of the City God's Temple, "Who is the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Department who is accompanying you to the City God's Temple?"
The Civil and Military Judges, Day and Night Wandering God, General Shackles and the rest of the divisions all quickly looked at one of the officials who looked like a middle-aged Confucian scholar without any hesitation.
The etiquette of Yinming official robes in the Chenghuang Pavilion Temple in the world is roughly the same as that of the Yangjing court. Except for the official patch patterns, there are slight differences in various continents and places. For example, in Luzhou, Beiju, the official robes are mostly black and white.
Color, and they all hang a bronze seal engraved with their respective official positions on their waists.
He took a step forward cautiously, his eyes wandering. He suppressed the panic in his heart, bowed and clasped his fists and said: "The Sword Immortal visited the City God's Temple at night, but he was not welcomed at a distance. I wonder why the Sword Immortal is looking for my subordinate?"
Not only he, but also all his colleagues understand this simple truth that good people who do not come are not good. Otherwise, they would not show up together.
The next moment, the swordsman in green shirt was already standing in the City God's Temple, behind him was the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Division who stood dumbly on the spot.
Including the civil and military judges, even if the person had trespassed into the City God's Temple, he still moved symbolically, as if to avoid a road, and then looked at his colleague one by one.
I saw a straight, slender golden line appearing from the forehead of the chief officer of the Yin and Yang Department all the way down.
In an instant, a golden body suddenly shattered into powder.
Even Judge Wu in the City God's Temple, who was best at killing evil ghosts, and the new General Shackles, who liked to go out of the city to hunt lonely ghosts, didn't see clearly how and when the other side drew the sword.
For a time, all the officials in the Chenghuang Temple looked gloomy.
It's miserable.
What a foreign swordsman who traveled far away!
I have only heard that Sword Immortals and their ilk act in the most bizarre and domineering ways, and cannot be judged by common sense.
The statue of the City God enshrined in the back hall of the City God Temple, a faint golden light circulated, and an elegant and elegant old official walked out. There was no obstruction in the front hall building. He passed by, floated to the steps of the front hall, and stood still.
Then he stretched out a finger and said sternly: "As a sword cultivator, you can kill Yinming officials who have been sealed with the imperial seal of a country at will?!"
Chen Ping'an raised his head and looked at the thick black fog that shrouded the city, and the sinister aura was spreading its teeth and claws.
It is somewhat similar to the sea of ​​semi-immortal soldiers in the Fu family in Old Dragon City, except that the latter cannot be seen by Qi practitioners under the Earth Immortal. In Suijia City of Yinping Kingdom, it is invisible to ordinary people except monks.
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Chen Ping'an said: "I will try to block the catastrophe for you, how can you thank me?"
The City God was shocked and stunned at first, and then he was ecstatic, "Seriously? Isn't the Sword Immortal just a joke?"
The man looked at the young swordsman in blue and nodded.
The City God only felt that there was no unstoppable road, and there was a bright future in every village! The City God said loudly: "As long as the Sword Immortal can keep our City God's Temple safe, the Sword Immortal can say whatever he wants. The treasures of a county can be taken by the Sword Immortal himself. If
The Sword Immortal thought it was troublesome, so he said something, and people from all over the City God's Temple would offer it with both hands, without any ambiguity..."
A golden light slashed down from the sky.
Many Yinming officials in the City God's Temple were heartbroken and their golden bodies were unstable. They saw that the City God, who had been aloof for countless years, was exactly the same as his previous colleagues in the Yin and Yang Division. First, a golden light appeared on his forehead, and then a straight line, slowly,
Spread downward.
As expected of the City God who has enjoyed incense offerings for many years, the thick golden body soaked in the essence of countless incense did not shatter on the spot. Not only that, the City God was able to raise his hands and firmly hold the sides of his head.
Wailed: "Are you crazy? As soon as I die, the heavenly calamity will fall immediately. Do you want to resist the heavenly calamity with only one person's power? If I don't die, you and I can work together to resist the heavenly calamity and share the disaster together, you madman!
You must die a good death!"
Chen Ping'an's eyes were higher than that of the City God, and he looked at the towering statue of the god on the altar in the front hall who was also enjoying the incense of the county but was silent and without divine light.
I don’t know if it was a nest of snakes and rats, or if they knew that a disaster was coming, so they withdrew some of their divinity from the statue in the City God’s Temple.
Chen Pingan said: "I'm sorry, I forgot to say something just now, you need to die to thank me."
The City God pressed his head tightly with both hands, and there were incense coming from all directions, regardless of whether it was pure or not, and whether it was mixed with evil intentions. As long as it was the incense of the person offering the incense, no matter how pure the intention was, he had already detained them all in the City God's Temple.
As for whether this is a case of drinking poison to quench thirst, I don’t care. As long as you increase your cultivation level, you will have one more chance of preserving your golden body after the catastrophe. As for whether the City God’s Temple will be destroyed, and whether those auxiliary officials and ghost officials will
The city god's poor cultivation has affected all the fish in the pond, and even the life and death of the people in a county. From the first day when "the merits were greatly lost and the golden body was rotten", the city god had completely lost his mind. For this reason, he specially
Invited a group of monks with worldly friendships to go to the capital, brought heavy gifts, and lobbied the Ministry of Rites and the Qin Tianjian to persuade the Emperor of Yinping Kingdom to let the court suppress the news and not allow the people of the city and county to flee in all directions, otherwise they would
The worst outcome is that both the Feng Shui of a country and the city god of a place will suffer losses. During this period, the descendants of the recipient of the letter in the capital, especially the current head of the family, still know the pros and cons, so they have contributed a lot, using several generations of people in the temple and official circles.
The accumulated connections and affection helped the City God Temple to beg for mercy, and finally the City God saw a glimmer of hope.
If you die in a county, your life will be protected.
If you don't do it for yourself, you will be punished by heaven and earth!
What's more, as the city god of a county, I am the golden-bodied god who regards human princes as short-lived seedlings!
The City God pressed his head with both hands and looked down slightly. Although the golden thread slowed down, it showed no sign of stopping. The City God was so frightened that he actually cried, "Why is this happening? Why are there so many of them?"
Can’t even stop the incense? Sword Immortal, Master Sword Immortal..."
Standing at the top of the steps, the City God no longer looked arrogant and begged for mercy: "I beg Master Sword Immortal to spare my life. Is there anything in this world that is not negotiable?"
The City God did not dare to raise his hand and point to the top of his head, "Master Sword Immortal, look up. Without me, the City God's temple can control the incense of a temple and use all the energy of the place to help resist the disaster. Master Sword Immortal, you are alone. Are you really not afraid of wasting your time?"
The hard-earned Tao Xing?"
The almost frightened civil judge found it unbelievable at first, but when he thought about it again, he suddenly realized that it only made him more desperate.
This foreign swordsman is full and ready to bear the catastrophe, so why should he care about the gains and losses? If he really wants to care about it, why enter the City God's Temple?
Didn't the City God often teach his subordinates to be steady when things happen and not to make mistakes while busy? It seems that things are really coming, but that's all.
It's just that the literary judge of the City God's Temple felt miserable. He was no longer a bystander now, and he had nothing to laugh at. For hundreds of years, they, the gods who were in charge of Feng Shui, looked down at the faithful men and women who came to the temple to burn incense.
Rice feeds all kinds of people, including stupid men who hate men and women, young men who are idle and indolent but pray for prosperity, vicious-hearted women who hope to find a lover, children whose elders in the family are seriously ill and don't want to spend money for treatment but come here to burn incense and make wishes.
, the murderous bandits thought that by spending more money and burning a few handfuls of incense in the temple, they could eliminate disasters and sins. There are countless kinds of them. They have seen enough human jokes that they have become numb.
.Now that they have suffered retribution, it is the turn of those Qi practitioners to come and see the joke in their own City God’s Temple?
Chen Pingan ignored the City God, and just inserted the sword in his hand into the ground, and then slowly rolled up his sleeves. Unlike Cangjun Lake, this time the sleeve of his left hand was also rolled up, revealing the walnut bracelet.
As for the three talismans obtained from the Ghost Valley, Chen Pingan placed them casually between his belts. The Jade Clear Light Talisman that had opened the door, and the remaining two talismans from Yunxiao Palace of Chongxuan Department and the Bixiao Mansion Talisman.
After doing this, Chen Ping'an looked at the City God whose golden eyes turned dark.
Thinking of the City God's Pavilion in Rouge County of Caiyi Kingdom, it was indeed the case, but the Jin City God Shen Wen was framed by the monks on the mountain, and the one in front of him asked for it.
Chen Pingan came to the top of the steps in an instant, holding a sword in one hand, and stood next to the City God, who was like a martial artist possessed by a maniac. The two were side by side, but in completely opposite directions.
The swordsman in blue shirt faces the front hall, on which an empty statue of a god sits tall and dull. The golden god with a golden thread downwards faces the temple door and faces the common people.
Trying his best to keep the golden body from exploding was the result of the city god's efforts. Even if there was a culprit who was attacking him with a sword standing next to him, the city god still had no time to pay attention to him.
The golden thread on the City God's body began to expand continuously, like a flood bursting its banks, and a small stream could no longer carry it.
He suddenly laughed: "What a swordsman, you are also here for that important treasure in this world, right?"
The City God, who knew he was going to die, suddenly laughed heartily, and then whispered: "It's a pity, otherwise even if I, the City God of a small county, died, I could drag a large number of mountain gods to be buried with me.
Are you happy?"
Chen Ping'an suddenly stretched out a hand to cover the face of the City God, and then slowly said with five fingers like hooks: "What kind of dignity do you have, to take a look at the human world?"
The golden body of the City God was shattered into pieces, and a large ball of gold powder seemed to be scattered in the front hall of the City God's Temple.
With a ding-dong sound, an object fell to the ground crisply.
It was a rusty fragment of a golden body, not too small, and larger than the two Cangjun Lake River Gods put together.
Chen Ping'an was about to use the sword point of the sword fairy to smash it into pieces, but the sword gourd on his waist swept out Chu Yi, who had not been seen for a long time. A white rainbow sword light pierced the rusty golden body fragment, and the flying sword Chu Yi
It disappeared together with the fragments of the golden body.
When the golden body of the Chenghuang Temple shattered, thunder suddenly burst out from the sky over Suiji City. The sound was far louder than ordinary thunder. It was like firecrackers exploding in the ears, causing countless people in Suiji City to wake up from their deep sleep.
The black clouds rolled, as if there were ink dragons and black dragons swimming together in the sea of ​​clouds. Not only that, the sea of ​​clouds began to slowly fall.
To be continued...