I never thought that Wu Jun, who seems to be my follower now, would have such influence in the world. Even someone like Ma Dong, who is number one on the rich list, would worship him like this.
I have seen too many gods recently, and I have just received the status of the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven, so I don’t take gods seriously at all.
When I came out of the toilet, I took three sticks of incense, walked to Wu Jun, asked the flight attendant for a lighter, lit the sticks, and put them into Wu Jun's hand, who was confused.
"I used to hear that foreign gods need the faith and worship of mortal believers in order for them to gain divine power.
Why can our gods behave like this?
Old witch, have you seen the statue that Mr. Ma made for you? It’s made of pure gold.”
Only then did Wu Jun realize why I was offering him incense. He smiled bitterly and said:
"This is all their fault. How many times have I told the children not to do this?
If you have something to do, it's better to burn incense and offer sacrifices directly than to come to these empty ones."
Before Ma Dong came back, I said to Wu Jun:
"Old witch, couldn't the gods that Lao Ma mentioned just now come down to earth secretly?
It’s like the green bull spirit secretly descending to earth in Journey to the West or something.”
"Your Highness, that's because you don't know the rules of the gods from heaven when they come down to earth.
Especially since Guangwu Heze and the others rebelled from heaven, unless the previous arrests of traitors allowed the gods to descend to earth freely,
For the rest, when you go down to run errands, you need to pass through a specific place where the gods fall, and then the immortal treasurer stores the immortal magic for the gods.
Without the Immortal Prince, not even a single ounce of immortal magic can be used.
This rule is set by the Emperor of Heaven. Except for the special case of Yang Jian, no other immortal can come down to earth with his magic.
So, I am definitely not a god in heaven."
"Not a god from heaven"
Wu Jun's words reminded me. After thinking about it for a while, I continued:
“If they are not our local gods, can foreign gods cross the line?
Mortals like us are under the control of heaven. My father shouldn't be able to control those black and white foreigners in foreign countries, right?
Are they their gods?”
This sentence also reminded Wu Jun. He tilted his head and thought about it. Before he could speak, he saw Ma Dong return to his seat.
Seeing Wu Jun offering incense to himself, Ma Dong stuck out his tongue, glanced at me, and said to me with a smile:
"Originally I shouldn't have asked, but I was afraid it would be disrespectful not to ask.
The Witch God Ancestor has always called you His Highness, Your Highness,
But I don’t know where the honorific title of His Highness comes from.
Please see if you can tell me so that I don't have to address you in a confused way."
Before I could say anything, Wu Jun's face darkened and he said:
"It's enough to know that His Highness is a distinguished guest. There is no benefit in knowing so much."
Seeing Director Ma's face looking a little embarrassed, I smiled and smoothed things over and said:
"Old witch, what are you doing?
After all, they are also your parents.
Chairman Ma wants to know who I am, and he has no bad intentions.
This is because he is worried that my status is too high and he will treat me slowly, right?
Besides, all the gods in heaven know my identity, so why should I hide it?
His Majesty, the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven, did not close the door and made the promise myself. His Majesty, the Emperor of Heaven, sealed it with my father’s mouth.
Say it without losing your person."
After saying a few words, Wu Jun got up from his seat and said to me with a smile:
"Yes, I am overthinking
Come on, let me introduce you.
This is His Majesty the Emperor's adopted son - His Highness Shen Lian.
In the future, he will become a god. Your Highness is different from a little god like me.
His old man will be promoted to God King sooner or later.
At that time, Your Highness will be the number one immortal under His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.”
After saying these few words, Ma Dong's face changed color.
Although he had guessed a little bit before, after Wu Jun confirmed his identity as the adopted son of the Emperor of Heaven, the richest man was still a little at a loss.
"Okay, no need to salute. I don't pay attention to old etiquette. I just know what's going on."
I smiled at Mr. Ma and was about to say a few more words when the cab door opened and a middle-aged captain in his fifties walked out quickly.
The captain looked a little panicked and walked over and said directly:
"Mr. Ma, there is a slight malfunction on the plane.
I have contacted a nearby airport for an emergency landing.
But please believe me, with my thirty years of experience in flying airplanes, there will definitely be no accidents."
Because Wu Jun and I were present, Ma Dong didn't care much about the aircraft's malfunction.
However, he glanced at me and Wu Jun a little awkwardly, and then said to the captain:
"I have never encountered a malfunction before. This time it happened to my two distinguished guests.
You don’t have to worry. With these two VIPs on the plane, it won’t be easy to cause an accident.
Follow your plan and contact me at the nearest airport to send one to pick us up."
After the captain apologized a few times, he turned and walked towards the cab.
At this time, Ma Dong suddenly thought of something and said to the captain’s back:
"Which airport does the plane dock at?"
“Hexi Anzheng Airport.”
When we heard about the destination of the upcoming emergency landing, Wu Jun and I both looked at Ma Dong with strange expressions.
Seeing this, the richest man waved his hands in embarrassment and said:
"Ancestor, Your Highness, you two, please don't misunderstand me.
This was not arranged by me,
The matter in Hexi is not a big deal, and I can’t take the risk of offending great gods like you two."
I smiled at Dong Ma and continued:
"No one said that
Why are you still anxious?
Besides, Director Ma, if you keep playing tricks like this, you will be a small boss at best, and you will never reach the status of the richest man.
Okay, it seems that this is what God—my father, the Emperor of Heaven—means.
Hexi, just Hexi
It just so happened that I was also curious just now, so I stopped by to see what that immortal was doing."
Before I finished speaking, the plane suddenly shook violently.
Before I could react, the hidden compartment above the seat opened and the oxygen mask fell from it.
What does this mean?
I looked at Wu Jun, who was looking a little pale next to me, and said:
"Old witch, you do whatever you have to do.
Don't be so threatening - without the magic, you can't control the plane, right?"
Seeing Wu Jun, whose face turned pale, nodded to me, I hurriedly sat down and fastened my seat belt.
Then he said to Wu Jun who was sweating profusely:
"Old witch, at least you can do something.
Burn a piece of paper for my father, the Emperor of Heaven, and ask him to send two gods over
His godson died in a plane crash, and he is also embarrassed."
Only then did Wu Jun react, then he touched his body here and there, and finally said to me with a sad face:
"Your Highness.
I'm not used to being a mortal yet, so I don't have a talisman on me.
Your Highness, I am not ready for this life, so I cannot offend you by dying too early."
At the last moment, the plane suddenly swooped down and fell toward the ground.
Wu Jun quickly formed a hand seal, and then he yelled loudly.
As this voice shouted out, the expired Wu Shenxian turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated in front of Ma Dong and me.