Just as the steward finished speaking, before the little Taoist priest could get up from the ground, Yang Jian suddenly spoke:
"A shaman is neither a cultivator nor an immortal, so it's inappropriate to follow your instructions.
Just treat it like a normal monk, and you will be ranked last among the monks."
The steward originally placed Wu Jun among the top casual cultivators, but he was already treating this former great god lightly.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian now directly relegated Wu Jun to the bottom.
After the steward was stunned for a moment, he immediately understood what Yang Jian meant.
The former Erlang God deliberately humiliated Wu Jun, making him angry and left the Erlang Temple on his own.
After watching the little Taoist priest leave the room, the steward retreated to the door.
When they heard that Wu Jun was coming, the four gods present felt a little embarrassed.
Afterwards, when Niu Mo talked to me about the relationship between the gods in heaven, I learned that Wu Jun had once been the boss of all the gods in the house except Yang Jian for a short period of time.
Although he has been demoted to the mortal world now, he still has more or less the same affection as in the past.
And who knows whether he will return to heaven and continue to be an immortal after three lives in the future?
Once he becomes his boss in the future, Wu Jun's will will be no bigger than that of a needle nose.
However, after hearing that Yang Jian ranked Wu Jun at the bottom of the list of congratulations, these gods breathed a sigh of relief.
After all, Wu Jun was once Yang Jianping's equal master. In all likelihood, he couldn't bear the humiliation and left first.
At this time, the sound of ringing bells could be heard on the entire mountain of Erlang Temple's main altar.
After hearing the bell, Yang Jian said:
"It's time again so soon.
His Highness Shen Lian was tired from traveling all the way, so I prepared a midnight snack in this small temple.
After everyone had a midnight snack, they went to rest.
The stewards in my temple have spread the news that His Highness Shen Lian is temporarily staying in Erlang Temple. It is estimated that there will be many gods and monks coming to congratulate him tomorrow.
What does my happiness or displeasure have to do with your Erlang Temple?
Do you need to spread the news?
Although I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, it didn't show on my face, which was still smiling.
Waiting for me to find Wu Sandong, the financial consultant who can speak cross talk, as long as the money goes to my name smoothly, I will take Gege and Bu Liuxian away overnight without saying a word.
The god who is waiting to congratulate you tomorrow has arrived. Without the main character, let’s see how you can continue to sing this scene.
At that moment, under the personal leadership of Yang Jian, we people and the gods took the elevator to the dining hall downstairs.
This time I was a little shocked. I didn’t expect that a temple as big as Erlang Temple would need an elevator.
The dining hall here is actually divided into four areas, where ordinary pilgrims and young Taoist priests dine together.
Taoist priests with some status dine together, and wealthy pilgrims dine in an area with several stewards (including the soul-stricken steward Huangfu Pheasant).
The rest is the exclusive area for Erlang Shen Yang Jian, but this area is usually closed, and Yang Jian only comes to dine once or twice.
Although Yang Erlang doesn't come here often, the place is still kept spotless.
After the guests and hosts were seated, the young Taoist priest from Erlang Temple began to serve the dishes.
It was completely different from what I expected. There was no meat in the dishes that were served, and they were all common vegetables and mushrooms.
Looking at the soup, there is no oil star, but after a few mouthfuls, you can taste the salty taste.
It’s not much better than the food at Luoshenguan
I put down my chopsticks after taking two bites, and then said to Zhao Jianghe who was whispering to Mrs. Muyun:
"Zhenjun, let me speak in layman's terms.
There's something I've wanted to ask for a long time. Don't they all say that you gods suck the wind and drink the dew?
How can we still have something to eat and drink?”
The Lord Fengtian Shou Sheng smiled slightly, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and said to me:
"Your Highness, the gods are going to the peach banquet.
If you really suck the wind and drink the dew, will you still eat the fairy peaches, dragon liver and phoenix marrow in the Yaochi feast?
Those so-called immortals who breathe wind and drink dew are just some monks with some spiritual practice. They have gone to the point of abstaining from eating and drinking, and they say that they are immortals when they meet everyone.
Your Highness, the gods are all in heaven, how can it be so easy to just say something and come down?"
I nodded and said with a smile:
"You can even eat dragon pills and phoenix marrow, so Mr. Erlang, your table is a bit shabby.
Look at this table of wild vegetables and wild mushrooms. If I eat them for two days, I will have three petals.
I'm not talking about you, the helicopters are all in a row, why, they are all saved from the mouth?"
Yang Jian glanced at me, but he didn't explain. Instead, the steward behind him who was carrying his backpack came up behind me and whispered in my ear:
"Your Highness, these are not wild vegetables or wild mushrooms.
They are all natural treasures that look like vegetables.
Anyone who eats it will be blessed and longevity."
"Then can't you earn some valuables from heaven and earth?"
I looked back at the steward, then stood up and said to the gods and people in front of me:
"What, I've almost eaten.
You old gods continue to eat, Bu Liuxian—men, you take me to the guest room.
You gods, sit down and never get up."
While talking, I smiled and pushed Xiaoyaoxian, who had stood up, back to his seat.
Then he pulled Bu Liuxian, who was still eating the vegetables into his mouth, and walked towards the elevator.
At this time, Gege, who had been silent all this time, wiped her mouth and followed me casually.
After entering the elevator, Bu Liuxian said to me with a sad face:
"Donor, do you know the name of that table of dishes? The old Taoist priest I have also seen the name in the classics.
There are cases written in black and white in the classics. There was a tuberculosis man who took a bite of cockroaches, which you said looked like onions, ginger and garlic.
Yang Shou, who was originally fifteen years old, lived to be two hundred and six years old.
He also married more than 30 wives and gave birth to more than 200 children.
Then if you marry ten or eight fewer wives, it won't be a problem to live to five hundred.
I just took a bite, even if you say something - Bu Liuxian has never eaten good food, pack it for him
You didn’t mention a word of this, you said this”
After I laughed a little, I said:
"I know what Fu Zhi is.
Man, if you give me a wink, I can give you all the elixirs of the Supreme Lord.
Okay, for tomorrow, I packed up the entire kitchen of Erlang Temple, isn’t it just Fuzhi?
Let you eat it with dipping sauce.
To be more serious, why did I see you and Gilding?
Where are the two cross talkers I brought back?
Mr. and Mrs. Wu, where have they gone?"
Bu Liuxian said:
"The two of them, the one named Wu Sandong said he was out to do something for you.
Xiao Wu's name is Wu Zheng, and he is also at Erlang Temple, but he has no identity and cannot come here to pick you up.
Old Taoist priest, I will take you to find him.
Donor, please give me another ginseng doll.
I went to the kitchen and saw three little white fat guys frozen in the refrigerator."
While we were talking, Bu Liuxian led me to Hexuan where Taoist priests lived.
When he reached the door of a room, before he could knock on the door, he heard Wu Zheng's voice coming from inside:
"Goodbye, please surrender."
The biggest crime is like being shot
If you keep on wasting like this, it will seem like your whole family has been slaughtered."