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However, after Zhang Qingyi brought Bao Yun and the other two into the temple, he first brewed some spiritual tea for them, and then took out some fruits and food offered by mortals to Bao Yun and the other two.

Bao Yun and his wife naturally did not eat these ordinary things, they just drank spiritual tea. However, Bao Mi was full of curiosity about these human foods and ate them with relish.

"I'm really sorry to bother you, God of Land." Bao Yun drank a long breath of spiritual tea, feeling the fresh spiritual energy leaping in his body, and then transformed into magic power in the Niwan Palace. The exhausted Niwan Palace welcomed this trace of magic power, just like the dry land

It was like a long-awaited refreshing rain, making him so comfortable that he almost cried out.

Zhang Qingyi shook his head and smiled, "There's no need to be so, fellow Daoist. However, this deity can only protect you temporarily. Whether you can escape this calamity does not depend on those Buddhist disciples outside."

When Bao Yun heard this, he exchanged a glance with Bao Xin. The couple were both puzzled. Then Bao Xin asked Zhang Qingyi, "Can the Land God speak clearly?"

Zhang Qingyi raised his finger and pointed towards the top of the temple, saying, "The key lies in Xitianfu, with Master Hongqing."

Bao Yun and Bao Xin looked at each other in confusion when they heard this, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

At this time, Zhang Qing said, "If True Man Hongqing can issue an edict not to pursue you demon cultivators, then even the Buddhist sect will not dare to attack you openly again, and the immortal officials and divine palaces throughout Xiniu Hezhou can also provide you with unlimited protection."

Bao Yun sighed deeply and said, "But how can we possibly fathom the will of Master Hongqing?"

Bao Xin also said with a heavy face: "We can only leave it to fate."

Zhang Qingyi also shook his head, then brewed a pot of spiritual tea and placed it on the table. He said to Bao Yun and his wife, "Please help yourselves, fellow Taoists. I have some things to take care of first."

"Okay." Bao Yun and Bao Xin said quickly, "Let the land god get busy first."

Then Zhang Qing stood up and walked to the table beside him, sat down on the chair, unfolded a memorial and began to write quickly.

Ever since the last time the Queen Mother of the West reorganized the Taixuan Province, all important memorials and documents exchanged between the immortal officials of the Heavenly Court must be written with cinnabar and a red pen specially made for the Heavenly Court for easy archiving and record-keeping.

Zhang Qingyi had been thinking about this memorial for a long time but had never started writing it. It was not until Fang Jian killed the ten demon kings and wiped out millions of rebellious demon cultivators in the battle of Banjie Mountain that Zhang Qingyi made up his mind to submit the memorial. Now, half of the memorial has been written.

Just as Zhang Qing was writing furiously, he suddenly noticed a faint divine power descending from the sky and landing outside the land temple.

Zhang Qingyi immediately closed the half-written memorial and put it away. He then put down his red brush, stood up, and said to Bao Yun and his wife, "My two Taoist friends, please stay in this monastery and do not leave. There is a divine power descending outside. I'm afraid it's the gods from the Western Heaven Palace who have arrived."

Bao Yun and Bao Xin became nervous immediately after hearing what Zhang Qingyi said. The couple looked straight at Zhang Qingyi, while Zhang Qingyi turned around and flew out of the temple.

As soon as Zhang Qingyi came out of the monastery, he saw a majestic god in armor standing outside the land temple, and monks such as Yan Jing were also watching the god from the side.

Zhang Qing hurried forward and bowed to the divine general, saying, "The humble god greets the divine general."

The general looked at Zhang Qingyi, nodded slightly and said, "Are you Zhang Qingyi, the Stone Hill God?"

"It's me, the little god." Zhang Qing said respectfully.

The general immediately raised his hand and took out a talisman, saying to Zhang Qing: "This is the decree from the Minister of Western Heaven, Immortal Hongqing. Zhang Qingyi, the Earth God of Stone Hill, accepts it."

Zhang Qingyi's expression became solemn upon hearing this. He immediately bowed and said, "Your humble servant Zhang Qingyi accepts the imperial edict."

"Master Hongqing has issued an edict ordering the immortal officials of all ranks and positions in Xiniu Hezhou to protect free of charge the demon cultivators in Xiniu Hezhou who did not participate in the rebellion in Banjie Mountain. They are all innocent creatures under the rule of my Heavenly Court. You must not let them suffer innocent persecution, as the law commands!" The general announced loudly, and then handed the edict in his hand to Zhang Qingyi.

Zhang Qingyi was overjoyed when he heard this decree. He immediately stretched out his hands to receive the talisman and sang loudly, "Zhang Qingyi, the land god of Shiqiu, obeys the command of Master Hongqing!"

The divine general nodded and said, "Master Hongqing has decreed that this order must be strictly followed. No mistakes are allowed, otherwise you will be punished."

"I understand." Zhang Qingyi said quickly.

The general said, "Since that's the case, I will go to the next place to deliver the imperial edict. Farewell."

"Farewell, General." Zhang Qingyi looked at the General rising into the sky and bowed hurriedly to see him off. When he stood up again after the General left, his face was full of smiles.

Afterwards, Zhang Qing looked at Yan Jing and the others, and waved the talisman in his hand and said, "Fellow Daoists, here is the talisman of Master Hongqing. Do you need me to read it with my divine thoughts?"

The expressions of Yan Jing and the other six were as ugly as if they had eaten a fly. They heard the decree announced by the divine general just now clearly, and there was no need for Zhang Qing to read it again and again.

"Brother, what should we do now?" the other five monks asked Yan Jing.

Yan Jing's face was gloomy. After staring at Zhang Qingyi and the talisman in his hand for a long time, he said in a deep voice, "It's too late to do anything about it. Go back and report this incident to the Master in Charge."

"Yes." Upon hearing this, the five monks responded in unison.

Yan Jing bowed eleven times to Zhang Qing, then turned around and transformed into six rays of light and left Shiqiu Mountain. Each of them was in a heavy mood. The six of them had failed in their pursuit of the three demon cultivators, and they would definitely be punished by the presiding master when they returned.

In contrast to the bad mood of Yan Jing and the other six, Zhang Qingyi was very happy when he saw Yan Jing and the others leave.

"Just as General Zhuosha said, True Man Hongqing is worthy of being the benevolent father of all living beings in Xiniu Hezhou!" Zhang Qingyi said slowly as he looked at the clear and bright sky.