Li Xiulin turned to look at Xiao Ruyue and asked, "Flower God, what's going on?"

Xiao Ruyue said it truthfully.

"The God of Flowers is a deity that I have worshiped in Qishan for many years. Every year we offer spiritual power to him. When we are full of confusion about the future, we can inject spiritual power into his statue and then ask each other. After the statue appears,

, will give us the answers we want.”

Li Xiulin frowned and asked, "You can ask me anything?"

Xiao Ruyue replied: "Most of the efficacious ones are only for marriage-related issues. Others may not be accurate."

"Then if you ask about a person's location, will there be any results?" Li Xiulin continued to ask.

"You can give it a try. And if the person you ask is your Taoist companion or loved one, it will be a lot more effective."

Li Xiulin was thoughtful and said, "Can you ask someone for me?"

"Of course." Xiao Ruyue was worried about not being able to repay Li Xiulin, so she naturally accepted it happily.

After leading Li Xiulin to a classical and majestic shrine, Xiao Ruyue knelt on the ground, prayed extremely devoutly, and was preparing to ask the Flower God about the ceremony.

Li Xiulin stared at the direction where she was kneeling with interest.

In the center of the shrine is a statue made of an unknown material. It is green in color, and its slim figure does seem to have a strange beauty. There is a dark green flower on the head of the statue of a green woman, which is more beautiful than other places.

The color should be darker.

This is the flower god that Qishan has always worshiped.

After the preparation ceremony was completed, Xiao Ruyue asked: "Senior, please tell me the name of the person you want to ask."

Li Xiulin said: "Chen Qingmeng."

After Xiao Ruyue memorized the name, she injected her spiritual power into the green statue during a mysterious ritual. Suddenly, an extremely mysterious aura descended here.

Li Xiulin's eyes flashed, trying to find something from it. But due to his low level, he could only feel an extraordinary aura, and nothing else.

Just when Xiao Ruyue slowly said Chen Qingmeng's name and the mysterious aura hovering here was about to take effect, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, an unusual strong wind arose, which directly shattered the breath, causing it to completely disappear from the world.

"Poof!" Xiao Ruyue spurted out a mouthful of blood and immediately fell unconscious.

When Li Xiulin was still frightened, he quickly stepped forward and gently injected his spiritual power into Xiao Ruyue's body, barely stopping the deterioration of her injuries.

After all, Xiao Ruyue is like this all because of him.

Looking up again, the corner of his mouth twitched, he really didn't expect this scene.

The green statue heard a crisp sound before it burst into pieces. After the fragments were broken, even the green color on the fragments disappeared and turned into ordinary brown, as filthy as soil.

There is no aura at all.

Li Xiulin looked at the broken statue and frowned. Although he didn't give much hope, he didn't want Qishan's faith to collapse directly.

But now, what should he do? He doesn't know.

After a while, Xiao Ruyue slowly woke up under the protection of Li Xiulin's spiritual power. When she looked up, she screamed.

"Flower!!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and he almost fainted again.

"This" Li Xiulin didn't know what to say for a while.

He thought in his heart that the power of this flower god was nothing more than that. Unexpectedly, when he asked where Chen Qingmeng was, it would break into pieces.

Or is it that Chen Qingmeng's existence is already a taboo and one cannot ask if he is not strong enough.

Li Xiulin's eyes flashed with shock and confusion.

Chen Qingmeng, where is she?

When Xiao Ruyue came to her senses, she looked at the statue of the Goddess of Flowers that had been shattered to pieces and lost all its aura. Tears flowed from her old eyes, and her voice was choked with sobs. "Goddess of Flowers"

Li Xiulin has absolutely no ability to remedy this matter.

After giving away a few spiritual treasures apologetically, he felt a little embarrassed.

Xiao Ruyue calmed down for a long time before saying: "Senior's question, the little flower god in Qishan dare not speak. However, the dead god is far inferior to the living god. I also implore you to allow us to build a statue for you forever.

Enshrined here."

Li Xiulin smiled dumbly. Xiao Ruyue wanted to use him as the patron saint of Qishan. He said lightly: "My statue? It has no effect of calculating marriage."

Xiao Ruyue didn't think so, and said: "Maybe the statue of senior is useless now, but with senior's cultivation reaching the sky, and our pious worship, it will definitely protect the peace of my whole mountain."

Li Xiulin thought deeply and realized that this was not impossible. Then he said, "In that case, you can do whatever you want."

Xiao Ruyue's eyes were as bright as fire, and her expression of excitement at this time was no less than when Li Xiulin gave her the Kung Fu spell. She was even more joyful, and said: "Senior, please move forward, I will invite the best sculptor in the clan to make a statue for you.

"

Li Xiulin nodded in agreement, moved to a cliff, stood with his hands behind his hands, and looked into the distance. He was wondering where Chen Qingmeng had gone, whether he was still in the Nine Heavens or in the fairy world.

When he thought of the sea of ​​stars, the vast fairyland, the endless sky and the three unparalleled barriers there, yearning and pride surged in his heart.

Maybe Chen Qingmeng wants to go to the immortal world, but he himself is also very eager to go to the immortal world. How can a person who cultivates immortality not long to become an immortal?

I saw a middle-aged monk coming from a distance, holding a piece of thousand-year-old peach wood, and began to carve a statue of Li Xiulin.

Three to five days later, the monk finished the carving and when he showed it to Li Xiulin, he couldn't help but let out an exclamation of admiration.

The wood carving made by this man vividly depicts him standing with his hands behind his back, and even the heroic look in his eyebrows is perfectly reproduced.

After doing this, Li Xiulin left Qishan. From now on, he would never think of coming here, and his fate with his junior sister would be over.

Xiao Ruyue from Qishan respectfully sent Li Xiulin away. In her heart, she had high hopes for this Yuanying monk who had practiced for less than a hundred years.

How could she tell everything to Li Xiulin? They were hiding a big secret in the mountains. At this time, she looked at the statue of Li Xiulin in her hand, still excited.

"How can a dead god be of any use to a living god?!"

The fragmentation of the statue of the Goddess of Flowers was indeed unexpected. But because of this, she got a statue of a new god.

There is a kind of witchcraft in Qishan that can enjoy part of the luck from the people who worship it, and use it to give back to them.

Of course, this witchcraft is not only good for them, but also good for Li Xiulin. It can be regarded as a mutually beneficial witchcraft.

While they provide incense and offerings to Li Xiulin, they can also enjoy Li Xiulin's protection through this witchcraft. They can even use an extremely mysterious method to attract a trace of Li Xiulin's power to protect the entire mountain.

She was selfish for Qishan and did not tell Li Xiulin about this. It happened that the statue of the Flower Goddess was broken, so she got the statue of Li Xiulin without any effort.

Everything is as if it is destined.
Chapter completed!