Chapter 385: The True Lord of Spiritual Appearance Returns
After the dust settled, the scattered petals were stained with bright red blood, which was particularly eye-catching.
Chen Yuan walked to the body in the flower garden and was silent for a long time. He gently raised his hand to levitate the body and held it in his arms. "Since you have always wanted to enter the True Monarch Temple, I will take you there."
He whispered, holding Yu Feihong's body and walking towards the building on the mountainside. The wind blew and brought up petals all over the sky, as if he was giving the last farewell to the dead person.
"You can go."
Chen Yuan turned his head slightly and looked at the monks gathered there. He felt a little depressed and walked step by step to the temple in the distance. Lao Niu shook his head, dragging his injuries, and followed Chen Yuan.
Over there, a group of monks looked at me and I looked at you, but no one really dared to leave. Some things were not explained clearly, so they would have to be careful when going out in the future.
"Since you are worried about me, I am good at making my own decisions, so follow me. When the true gentleman is in a better mood, you can apologize to him."
Feihe Laodao has known Chen Yuan for many years, and there are certain things that only he can do to smooth things over. He smiled and bowed his hands to everyone, and then led his disciple Qin Xujia into the entrance of Zhenjun Temple. Everyone hesitated when they saw this.
After a moment, someone finally took a step forward, and the practitioners behind him followed closely.
"..." Han Youniang pursed her lips. She originally turned to leave, but suddenly stopped and turned back. The fat Taoist walking next to her chuckled twice, "Aren't you going to leave? Why are you catching up again? Don't you still want to follow?
My master has fought against me twice? I'm afraid your cultivation level is not enough, unless one day you receive a few thunder tribulations, maybe you can use a few more moves!"
The little Taoist boy pulled the hem of his master's robe and stuck his head out to make a face at the woman.
Han Youniang didn't look at him, she whispered, walked over and walked to the front: "You fat Taoist, don't worry about my affairs."
Behind him, Sun Zhengde's voice still came through.
"Humph, no matter what, I just want to save one more life today. If your cultivation level cannot reach that of your great uncle, you'd better not cause trouble."
The woman stiffened for a moment, but continued to follow the crowd.
when!
The Taoist temple on the mountainside in the distance rang its copper bell, as if it knew that Chen Yuan was returning to the mountain. The originally closed temple door slowly opened inward with a long groan of "squeaking", laying down countless dust.
In the spacious courtyard inside the door leaf, a bronze cauldron mottled with moss and vines stands quietly in front of the main hall.
Chen Yuan walked in with Yu Feihong in his arms. The whole place was filled with dust, the corners were overgrown with weeds, and the dormitory was completely silent. There was no lively chatter and laughter of Xu Huaiyu's family, or the noise of the children.
"Don't you want to come in and take a look? I'll bring you in."
"There are dust and weeds everywhere. It's not as mysterious as you think. It's just an ordinary temple."
These dull and low words were spoken to the corpse in his arms, and also to a group of monks who came from behind. The latter group stood at the entrance of the temple, looking at the dilapidated scene, looking at each other in astonishment, which was indeed different from what they imagined.
The mysterious Taoist temple in the book is completely different.
Chen Yuan followed Chen Yuan as he walked in. He placed Yu Feihong, who had lost his voice in his arms, in the main hall, and looked up at the endless sculptures in the hall.
This was added by Xu Huaiyu later when he went to the Western World. Touching the rough carvings on it, one can see how this pious temple blessing was chiselled day and night to erect outstanding people into gods.
tower.
"I still owe a lot to people."
Chen Yuan stroked these sculptures and looked at the statues of Guan Gong, Zhang Fei, Zhao Yun, Lu Bu, etc., and chuckled with a bitter murmur.
Finally, the footsteps stopped at the altar in the center. It was a seated sculpture, but it had no facial features and was completely blank. The body was slender and tall, holding a book as if it was reading. There was a long sword standing quietly beside it.
With.
The people gathered outside the hall felt a little chilly.
"I come back."
Chen Yuan looked at the sculpture, whispered, reached out and inserted it into the incense burner, pulled the hardened incense ash into his hand and slowly drained it. In an instant, it turned into a long incense stick and stood in the incense burner.
He gently waved his sleeve, brushed the incense head, and lit up the flame. Then he blew it out, and slowly green smoke rose.
Chen Yuan closed her eyes, folded her hands in front of her chest, raised her hands, and bowed to the statue.
next moment.
There was a burst of exclamation outside the hall, and the blank facial features of the statue were seen. In the blink of an eye, it changed into eyes, mouth, nose, ears, and even a long beard, exactly like Chen Yuan now.
They are just cultivators with varying levels of cultivation. A mysterious scene like this is probably something only the envious gods would see.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with more sounds.
Han Youniang stood in the crowd, looking at the prostrating figure, with complicated thoughts flashing in her eyes, when the large bronze cauldron outside suddenly lit up with fire, and green smoke birds were rising from it.
The bull demon standing at the gate of the temple, with tears shining in his huge eyes, looked at the incense rising in the temple, leaned on the steel fork, and knelt down half-kneeling.
A powerful voice shouted: "Welcome the True King to return to his throne!"
"Welcome to the True King to return to his throne!"
"Welcome to the True King to return to his throne!"
The sound resounded above the temple and lasted for a long time.
Upon hearing this, the faces of the people in front of the hall straightened up, and they felt awe-inspiring in their hearts. They unconsciously stood up in order, gathered their magic weapons, and bowed respectfully towards the main hall.
In any case, Chen Yuan did not blame them for wanting to raid the Zhenjun Temple before, and bowed down as a thank you.
when--
The bell rang again, and among the people who were bowing and saluting, someone shouted: "The eyes of the statue!"
Everyone raised their gazes, and Han Youniang's cold face also showed surprise. In the main hall, they saw statues of gods that were originally covered with dust and cobwebs, suddenly seemed to have aura, and a pair of godless children's eyes.
, the Dharma light shone, gradually becoming brighter from faint, and the gray body seemed to be decorated with colorful colors in an instant.
"A certain family is galloping across the world, across the grasslands, who can defeat me!"
"I am Zhang Fei from Yan!"
"Guan Mou, I'm waiting for you to put in the bid and sell the first thing!"
"Liu Ji...Xiang Yu is not convinced..."
"Warriors of the Qin Dynasty, pull out the sharp blades in your hands, kill the enemies in front of you, and cut off their ears in the hope of becoming a marquis!"
"Gale! Gale! Gale!"
"Gane, I won't wait for you anymore..."
"I vow to sweep across the world, dominate the world, live as long as heaven, and be the king of the world!"
"I use the art of war, haha, the more the merrier!"
…
Countless majestic words rang out from the statues of the gods, echoing in the hall. In the sight of everyone present, it seemed to outline the picture of these statues of gold and iron horses in the past, dominating the world.
"Everyone come back!"
At a certain moment, Chen Yuan straightened up, spread his sleeves, and raised his hands above his head. A wisp of breeze blew away from the statues in front of him, passing through the statues, passing through the main hall, and quickly spreading to every corner of the entire temple. Dust , moss and vines turned into ashes in the wind and blew away into the distance.
The old exterior door plaque has been given a new look.
Revealed: The spiritual manifestation of the true king.