Chapter 393: There are many storms on the pilgrimage road, and there are no enemies in front of Mutian Temple

After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere became a little more lively.

In order to welcome the return of Liu Changxun, the real owner of the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord's Mansion and others took out the top-quality spiritual wine that had been treasured for hundreds of years.

Several young men, under the influence of such strong liquor, also had red faces from drunkenness.

At this time, the young man in gold clothes, under the influence of alcohol, picked up the wine glass, trotted to Liu Changxun, bowed and said: "Uncle, you rarely come back, and as your nephew, I should offer you a glass of wine. Uncle, I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want!"

After saying that, the young man in gold clothes drank it all in one gulp.

At this time, seeing that the atmosphere was almost ready, a beautiful woman smiled and said, "Brother, Xiaolu has always taken uncle as his role model. When he heard that you were coming home yesterday, he was so excited that he didn't sleep all night. He took people to wait outside the city before dawn."

After the beautiful woman finished speaking, a skinny man in brocade clothes next to her said, "Brother, what do you think of Xiaolu?"

I have been laying the groundwork for so long, actually, it’s all for this sentence.

"Over the years, Xiaolu has also been practicing hard, following in your footsteps, and dreaming of going to the upper realm one day to help you solve your problems."

The meaning of this sentence is very clear, which is to let Liu Changxun give some advice to the younger generation.

The man in golden clothes is named Liu Lu. He has reached the fifth level of Golden Core Realm and is the most outstanding genius in Changxun City in the past hundred years. He is also in the top 20 of the continent’s Potential Dragon List. Among the young geniuses, Liu Lu’s name is also well-known.

The thin man of the couple who were talking was Liu Lu's father, and now the lord of Changxun City. After Liu Changxun ascended to the upper realm, the position of lord of the city fell on him.

"Solve my problems?"

"We are all people under the command of the God of Shepherds. We have all received the protection and grace of the God of Shepherds. They are not here to help me solve my problems, but to work for our God of Shepherds!"

Liu Changxun said with a serious expression.

Although he is just a soldier of the outer legion, he has always been loyal to the Divine Alliance, because the more he understands the Divine Alliance, the more he will discover its greatness.

"Brother, look at my mouth! I said the wrong thing!"

After saying that, the skinny man in brocade clothes didn't care about his face at all. He slapped himself in the face and then corrected him: "Xiaolu's ideal is to serve the Divine Alliance and contribute his little bit of strength."

As soon as these words came out, Liu Lu knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together and said to Liu Changxun seriously: "Uncle, as long as I can serve the Divine Alliance, no matter what I am asked to do, I am willing to go through fire and water, and I will not refuse!"

Hearing this, Liu Changxun was stunned for a moment and sighed heavily in his heart.

In the eyes of their family, and even in the eyes of the entire Changxun City, Liu Changxun had gone to the upper realm and joined the army of the Mutian Alliance. He had already risen to prominence and was rapidly becoming successful.

Little did he know that he was just a soldier in an external legion of the upper fairyland. Maybe after another few hundred years, he could get a position as a team leader and manage a dozen people at most.

Regarding what his nephew said, Liu Changxun really wanted to say: There are too many people who are willing to go through fire and water for the Divine Alliance, and there are too many peers who are better than you.

Sometimes vision determines cognition.

For example, Liu Lu is indeed a top-notch genius in the Dongyuan Continent.

Not to mention the entire Mutian Alliance, even in the lower-level fairyland where he is, he can easily catch a few young talents who are better than Liu Lu on the street.

You know, the lower fairyland where he is located has a very low presence in the entire Mu Tian Alliance. You can imagine how terrifying the size of the Mu Tian Alliance is.

It's not that he doesn't want to help his family, but he simply doesn't have the ability to do so.

However, he couldn't just say he wouldn't help, nor could he say that he didn't have the ability to do so.

After hesitating for a long time, Liu Changxun said earnestly: "Xiaolu, do you know how many years the Divine Alliance will come to recruit soldiers?"

"My uncle, the Divine Alliance will hold a selection every hundred years." Liu Lu had done his homework in this regard, because his uncle Liu Changxun was selected in a conscription selection five hundred years ago and successfully ascended to the upper realm.

He also participated in the last selection, but unfortunately was not selected.

If he wanted to wait for the next time, he would have to wait for another hundred years. He felt that he had all the skills but no stage to display them. He felt very uncomfortable, so he resorted to this desperate measure and wanted his uncle to find some connections or something.

"Xiaolu, let's put this matter aside for now."

"In two days, I will call on the entire city to hold a grand ceremony to worship our Lord."

Liu Changxun did not directly answer Liu Lu's request, but changed the subject.

The Dongyuan Continent belongs to the big world under the command of the Mutian Divine Alliance. On the Dongyuan Continent, there are a total of ten "Mutian Temples", located in the ten major cities.

The Mutian Temple represents the highest belief of the Mutian Alliance. The sculptures enshrined in the temple are the highest authority of the Mutian Alliance, the supreme ruler, and the lord of the Mutian Alliance!

Liu Changxun's main purpose of returning to his hometown was to hold a grand ceremony, worship the Mutian Temple, rebuild his Taoist heart, and find himself again.

Because he was in the upper fairyland, he actually didn't have a good life and was under a lot of pressure because there were so many people around him who were better than him, and he was so introverted that he couldn't get ahead at all.

That's why he wanted to come back to relax, pay tribute to his master, and regain his former confidence.

Because for so many years, Liu Changxun's greatest belief in his heart is the Lord, and it is the Lord who supports him all the way. Although with his status and realm, he may not be able to see the Lord in person for his entire life, or even until the day he dies, it does not affect his admiration for the Lord.

When he was still an unknown young man, whenever he encountered setbacks and felt he could not go on, he would go to the Mutian Temple alone and kneel down devoutly towards it from afar.

Of course, there are not only Liu Changxun, but also many, countless people like this.

This group of people are called "pilgrims". They come from all over the world, and some come from remote mountains. They walk all the way to Mutian Temple just for pilgrimage.

Moreover, there is a saying circulating in Dongyuan Continent: "There are many storms on the pilgrimage road, but there are no enemies in front of Mutian Temple."

What this means is that no matter how big the personal hatred between you is, you can take action to resolve all the grudges on the pilgrimage.

However, as long as you successfully arrive in front of the Mutian Temple, you must make a pilgrimage, you cannot take action, you cannot see blood, you must let go of all hatred, and you can only kneel down devoutly.

From this sentence, we can see how sacred and noble the faith of all people under the Divine Alliance is in their Lord.

"Brother, what is the exact time of the ceremony?"

Because it involved the worship of Mutian Temple, even if the skinny man wanted to plan a future for his son, he had to put aside all personal matters in the face of such a sacred event.

"The day after tomorrow. You can arrange the details."

"I'm tired, I'm going to rest first."

After saying that, Liu Changxun stood up and walked out of the house step by step.

(End of this chapter)