Chapter 144 I'm really not the reincarnation of a sage
"Bo Yao?"
The little flower spirit who was about to leave opened her eyes wide with disbelief on her face.
"This is the name the young master chose for me. How about it? Does it sound good?"
Xiao Huangju Boyao raised her chin proudly. Previously, the herb elves gathered in the courtyard. Although they all had their own names, they were basically named after their original bodies.
And when Grandpa Medicine King became a god, with just a summons, most of the herb elves raised by the young master in the courtyard all followed Grandpa Medicine King.
Only a few elves remained, and Xiao Huangju, now Boyao, was one of them.
It is precisely because of this that the young master gave each of their elves a name on a whim, instead of calling them by their true beings.
“Sounds great!”
The elf who came to deliver the message nodded instinctively, with envy on his face.
"It's not your fault that it sounds good. Get lost, get lost. Only we little flower spirits who are loyal to the young master can have such a nice name."
Boyao was very impatient and did not have a good tone towards his playful companions in the past.
"Don't listen to her nonsense. It's just that there are too many of you. I'm afraid I won't have enough ink in my belly to name you. Now there are only these few little ones left. It's convenient. You don't have to worry about it.
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Feng Bingwen smiled and stopped the flower spirit Boyao who was complaining about him. All the herb spirits in his courtyard left, but he did not feel lost for this.
Compared with this courtyard, it is obviously a better place to go to Lord Medicine, who has been worshiped by millions of people. He is an old medicine man in the mountains who can be regarded as a god.
"Young master, I'm going to take my leave first!"
Although the choice was made based on instinct, the little flower spirit who came to deliver the message at this time felt empty in her heart for some unknown reason, feeling as if she had missed something.
"Go for it!"
"Young master, you are too tolerant of these traitors!"
Even with Feng Bingwen's comfort, Xiao Huangju Boyao was still a little reluctant.
"What are you talking about, a traitor? It's all your own choice. How can the days when I take care of you compare to the days when your grandpa, the Medicine King, takes care of them?"
Feng Bingwen did not feel that the Baicao Elf's departure was a betrayal of him. He had never regarded the Baicao Elf as his private property, so he did not feel sad about their departure.
But Feng Bingwen was naturally touched by the elves who expressed their stance and wanted to stay and follow him, and even gave them names.
Xiaohuangju, Boyao.
Xiaobaishao, Su Ya
Little green head, long life
These were the only three elves in the Baicao Garden who were willing to stay and follow him. It was precisely because of this that Feng Bingwen scratched his hair for a while and named the three little ones.
Feng Bingwen didn't do anything for them. He promised that following him would be better than following Lord Yao.
He is a relatively pragmatic person and does not like to boast. Whether the choices of these three little ones are correct will naturally be proven by time.
"By the way, your Medicine King Grandpa is opening a mansion and holding a banquet. Do you want to go?"
"If you don't go, you won't go. Grandpa Yao Wang has become evil and has become a god. He's here to poach you!"
"You little guy, don't talk nonsense!"
Feng Bingwen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took out the sweetly sleeping little white peony Suya from his arms and asked about it. After getting a clear rejection, he asked Changshou again, but he also refused.
Obviously, this group of elves who play in his courtyard on weekdays have created a gap due to their respective choices. They may reconcile in the future, but now, they naturally do not interact with each other.
"Okay, if you guys don't go, then I'll go alone."
Three days have passed by in a blink of an eye, and the county schools in Qingshan County have not yet started classes. The reason is due to the impact of the Longjun flood. Although Qingshan County has not been directly affected by the floods, the heavy rains in recent days have caused considerable losses to Qingshan County.
, now the streets are full of filth and are still being cleaned.
For those children in Qingshan County who are in elementary school, this is a quite enjoyable time. After all, even though they have realized the importance of knowledge, the children obviously prefer to play more.
However, Feng Bingwen hasn’t played with children of the same age for a long time, so we can’t play together.
The moon was sparse, and after the heavy rain, the area around Xuanting Lake had been experiencing sunny weather for several days. It seemed that all the water vapor floating in the sky had been exhausted in those few days, and there was no more excess.
And just when the sky was getting dark, Feng Bingwen, who had already taken back the Dragon Ball, rode a white cloud up to the sky and accepted the invitation of Prince Yao.
When it was midnight, Feng Bingwen followed the guidance of the divine light that soared hundreds of feet into the sky in the night, fell from the clouds, and landed in front of a magnificent temple that was obviously just built.
Yaowang Temple!
I don’t know what kind of methods the imperial court used, but in a few days they built a large temple on the ground and directly decided on the location to open the blessed land for Lord Yao.
Yes, gods need to report to the government when they open blessed lands. Needless to say, the City God who protects a city and a county basically opens their blessed lands above the City God Temple.
But for a god like Xuan Zhen Jie Yao Wang, whose followers are spread across several states, he has too many choices for his blessed land, but it is a pity that when human nature has absolute dominance, he has no right to choose.
Of course, Lord Yao, who was originally just an old medicine plant in the mountains, didn't care about this. He was very happy to be able to become a god of good fortune.
"I finally waited for you, kid. I thought you didn't like me."
Feng Bingwen had just landed in front of the temple. A kind-hearted old god appeared in front of him with a cane, and reached out to take his hand, his face full of enthusiasm.
"You are now the Prince of Medicine. If Fangzhengshen invites you, how can I not come?"
Feng Bingwen, who felt that he was still an uncultivated mortal, said half-jokingly.
"You kid, are you still bullying me for not knowing how to count? That Xuanting Shuijun, who has turned into a real dragon, has to accept your favor. If you really want to talk about it seriously, I have to be the one to curry favor with you!"
While saying this, Lord Yao, who was already as tall as an ordinary person, pulled Feng Bingwen into the gate of the temple, and saw a divine light shining in front of his eyes.
What appeared in front of us again was naturally not the main hall where ordinary people offered incense to Lord Yao, but a blessed land with beautiful mountains and clear waters and a wonderful spiritual land.
But Feng Bingwen, who had just set foot there, looked at the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers in front of him, and couldn't help but be silent for a long time. This mountain is a majestic mountain, and the water is also a spiritual water, but there is not even a pavilion between the mountains and rivers.
"how?"
Yao Wanggong had a proud look on his face, as if he was waiting for Feng Bingwen's praise and envy.
"May I ask Lord Yao, where are you hosting the banquet? Is it possible that we should do it in the wilderness?"
Feng Bingwen clearly saw that at the foot of a beautiful mountain, there were more than a dozen gods with powerful lights gathered together, talking to each other. Looking at the robes they were wearing, they were clearly the City God.
Obviously, when Yao Wang Palace held a banquet, not only did he invite Mr. Feng, but some city gods that he may not even know also sent invitations. And with his current status, ordinary city gods would naturally give him face.
Come over here.
"Isn't it possible? This is so interesting. Wouldn't it be depressing to stay in those magnificent temples all the time?"
Lord Yao didn't think he had any problem. Before opening the blessed land, he also consulted many blessed lands of the City God, but in the end he finally opened up a blessed land that was most suitable for the growth and reproduction of spiritual flowers and herbs, including even half of the blessed land.
We don't even plan to build electric fish, which will take up space.
"Of course it can, and it's really interesting."
Feng Bingwen was naturally speechless, and was dragged by the newly promoted Medicine Prince to greet the city gods who were already present.
As the saying goes, there are great scholars in talking and laughing, but there are no idle people in communication.
Although Yao Wanggong was just a god who had just been pardoned by the emperor, his status was here. As long as an invitation was sent out, even the city god of the city would have to pay him a visit.
Therefore, in just a few moments, hundreds of city gods gathered in this blessed land with a primitive and wild atmosphere. It can be said that there are thousands of divine lights and a brilliant atmosphere.
Feng Bingwen, who was the only stranger who entered this place, only found this scene quite interesting, because after these majestic and solemn gods came in, they didn't even have a place to sit down, and they could only find a few stone cushions.
Rest on a mat, or simply stand.
Of course, Feng Bingwen watched the excitement of these great gods, and these great gods also stared at Feng Bingwen. After all, as the only living person, it was difficult not to notice him, and when he asked about his name again,
Even more surprised.
Almost not long after, Feng Bingwen was surrounded by a group of city gods in the center. He suddenly became the focus of the banquet. Even Lord Yao who provided the venue was ignored. After all, this guy was so stingy.
, even a little thirst-quenching spiritual fruit is too coy to give.
However, these city gods who were invited naturally did not care about this. They all knew that the Medicine Prince was a follower, and they still had this kind of self-cultivation.
"Master Feng, I once heard that you are the reincarnation of an ancient sage. I wonder if this is true?"
Among the many city gods chatting, I don't know which one was overly curious and immediately asked this question. As soon as the voice fell, the hundreds of city gods who were sitting around the stream and playing with the curved water cup all looked at each other.
All of them fell on Feng Bingwen.
"Where did this rumor come from? This is too baseless!"
Feng Bingwen naturally corrected him with a serious face and refuted the rumors seriously. He heard many outrageous rumors about himself from the mouths of these city gods, the illegitimate son of Lord Long, the reincarnation of the great sect... Of course, none of them can compare to this one. Ancient times
These guys really dare to think about the reincarnation of saints, it's so nonsense.
Just after Feng Bingwen's denial words fell, the Medicine King's Blessed Land suddenly became turbulent, and with a strange neighing sound, an auspicious beast with a sheep's head, a deer's body, dragon scales, and wolf hooves, wearing five colors, stepped through the sky.