Chapter 329, Grand Opening Ceremony
Grand Opening Ceremony.
The temple of the founder was built on the God of Wealth Mountain in the east of the capital.
It is said that this location was obtained by the emperor after he consulted the gods overnight. The
reason why the founder chose this mountain of wealth is that he hopes that everyone who comes to make a wish can be safe and prosperous.
He also hopes that readers who read here will make money every year and have a healthy body!
This mountain is not high, the mountain road is flat and wide, and it is close to the capital, which makes it convenient for people to come and burn incense .
The construction of the temple has been prepared for a long time.
The people in the capital knew that today was the grand opening ceremony, so they prepared incense and came early.
There was an endless stream of people going up the mountain.
The Zhong family also came.
Zhong Fu's eyes were full of pride, "Oh, wow, wow, I donated one million taels to His Majesty, and His Majesty actually used it to build the temple. This temple also has a share from my Zhong family, hehe."
Zhong Youyan looked at his father helplessly,
"Father, this is also the blessing of our Zhong family. The gods are real spirits, so they will definitely bless our Zhong family first."
"Yes, yes, Princess Yuli is right." Zhong Fu was very happy in his heart. Fortunately, his daughter is doing well!
Otherwise, how could their Zhong family have the current status!
"Hey, Master Zhong, you are here to join in the fun too?" A merchant recognized Zhong Fu.
Zhong Fu turned around and greeted him, "How do you know that the temple was built with money donated by our Zhong family?"
"Ah? I don't know!" The merchant was confused.
"Oh, the emperor didn't tell you. The emperor is really so busy that he forgot about it. But he specially sent someone to tell our Zhong family. There's nothing we can do. Who made our Youyan a princess now?"
Zhong Fu couldn't suppress the smile. He raised his head high in front of his colleagues.
With his fiery red hat, he looked like a proud rooster!
The merchant was speechless. He looked at Zhong Fu and couldn't help but feel jealous.
Zhong Fu was so proud now. His colleagues came over and asked him, "Have you eaten?"
He replied, "How do you know that the temple was built with money donated by our family?"
Colleagues:...
Colleagues: "Zhong Fu, your hat looks good."
"That's right, our Youyan is a princess now!" Zhong Fu replied happily.
Colleagues: No, he is sick!
Isn't it just a princess and a temple? As for?
When Zhong Fu was walking up the mountain, a pheasant passed by. It
looked very much like him.
He went up to the pheasant and asked, "You also know that the temple was built with money donated by our family?"
Pheasant: ???
Cluck?
"Oh, you also know that my daughter is a princess?"
The pheasant ignored him.
Zhong Fu kicked it away and complained, "You don't even know this, you are unworthy of being a pheasant!"
Zhong Youyan couldn't stand it anymore and said to Jin Yu beside her, "Can you make my father shut up?"
Jin Yu lowered her head slightly and looked at her, "The old man is very happy today and will arrive at the temple soon, so there is no need." Zhong Youyan
nodded, helplessly picked up the pheasant that was kicked by Zhong Fu and woke it up.
The pheasant flapped its wings and flew and ran very fast.
Outside the temple.
Almost all the officials of the entire court, merchants from the capital, and representatives of prominent families gathered here.
The statue of the god is three stories high.
It is majestic and exquisite.
However, the red cloth covers the eyes of the statue, preventing people from seeing the exquisite face of the god!
In front of the statue, a high platform was built.
The emperor stood on the high platform with a solemn face, and his aura was inferior to that of the statue. He looked down at the prosperous people of Daxia on behalf of the god.
Xia Wanwan's family and important ministers of the court stood on both sides of the statue.
The priests raised fire and chanted, and after everything was done.
Master Yuantong stood beside the emperor and shouted: "The ceremony is over, please invite the god to appear in the world!" The emperor stretched out
his hand and slowly pulled open the red cloth covering the eyes of the statue.
As the red cloth fell, the gold, jade and glazed cup placed in the center began to emit wisps of light and spiritual energy.
Then, the light entered the eyes of the statue.
The eyes of the god were shining!
The god was alive!
"Everyone, look, the top of the temple..."
"Colorful rays of light! It's a great omen!"
"The god has really come to the world!!!"
The colorful light fell on everyone, and it seemed to dispel all illnesses.
This scene made the princess look ugly.
This should be the god of her Nanmei country!
When Xia Wanwan came to the statue, she saw the ancestor's soul swam out and turned into an old man, looking at her with a kind look and a smile.
She looked up a few times and asked in her heart, "Old man, are you running out of spiritual power?" 】
Ever since the old man's urn fell out of her Qiankun bag, she felt that the ancestor's soul was not as strong as before.
Especially, the spiritual power that was said to protect her mother's safety for the rest of her life saved her mother's life when she fell off a cliff.
After that, there was no trace of the power of the gods.
The ancestor's soul became weaker and weaker.
"My dear child, I sealed loneliness thousands of years ago, and after I was severely injured and died, I was no longer as good as before."
"Fortunately, my disciples from generation to generation have passed it down to you, so my ashes and soul have been preserved until now."
"I have been wandering in this world for a long time. I am afraid that the three wishes I owe you cannot be realized for the time being."
The old man showed his spirit and floated in the center of the statue.
Seeing this, people knelt down and kowtowed, lighting incense.
"God, please bless my son's illness to get better. He is only five years old. In order to treat his illness, our family has spent all our wealth and can only live in a small house. My child is kind and pious, please make him better..."
A woman, holding a seriously ill child in her arms, had no way to seek medical treatment and was desperate.
She could only pray to the unknown god.
The few incense sticks in her hand had used up all the money in the family.
"I was calculated by villains in my business. They occupied my family's wealth and killed my family. I pray that the gods will punish the evil people!"
The middle-aged man was in tattered clothes and his face was full of wolfishness. He kowtowed and fell to the ground and cried.
"I am already terminally ill, relying on my children's money and filial piety to hang on. I pray to the gods to let me die peacefully. I don't want to burden my
children and grandchildren anymore." The frail old man couldn't even kowtow. "Please bless my unborn son to be healthy and grow up smoothly." This is what Xie Jinan prayed for while kneeling among the crowd!
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There are many such wishes.
There are many sufferings in the world!
There are many helpless things!
If there is a glimmer of hope, who would go to the gods to worship?
The Grand Master waved his hand to send down blessings to save them, and asked Xia Wanwan,
"Child, did you hear it?"
Xia Wanwan heard it, and her heart was very uncomfortable and suffocated, as if she couldn't bear to see the sufferings of the world.
She also couldn't bear to see the Grand Master dissipating his divine power for others.
Two complex contradictions intertwined in her heart, almost making it difficult for her to breathe.
With tears in her eyes, she shouted in a crisp voice:
"Stop! Stop! You can't use your divine power to help them anymore!"
"Your soul is so weak, you are not allowed to!!" "
You use all your divine power to help them! You are such a fool!!"
But the Grand Master was compassionate, his eyes were kind, and there was still a faint smile on the corners of his mouth.
He only left a trace of divine power for himself.
Even changing his human form was difficult.
Two thousand years ago, he died with the demon god to protect the people of the world, leaving only a wisp of soul and a jar of ashes.
Now, he can't see the suffering of the world again, and he uses all his divine power to help the people!
The Grand Master is a compassionate god!
Tears fell to the ground all at once.
Xia Wanwan's reaction startled all the officials and royal family members present.
Liu Wan suppressed her sadness, went to hold Xia Wanwan aside, and reached out to wipe the tears from her face. m.ζíＮgＹúＴxＴ.иεＴ
"Wuwuwu, Grandmaster, this idiot!"