Chapter 535: Jealousy, Hatred, and Death
Whether they have experienced war, encountered evil spirits, or simply felt suffocated by survival, they all need a way out, and Xuanzhou City also needs a grand event to revitalize it.
The Guangjiao Temple's funeral ceremony was originally an opportunity, but it was too close to the war, and people were immersed in grief and had not yet recovered.
This temple fair is just right.
The City God sits high on the throne, and naturally there are a steady stream of believers coming to burn incense. The people carry his throne to patrol Xuanzhou City, and gongs, drums and firecrackers show auspiciousness.
The county official personally presided over the sacrifice, followed by the rich and powerful, and then the common people who performed lowly jobs.
The parade of gods did not come to the place where Wutong God was, but the gods in front of Wutong Temple were looking at the grand event from afar.
The Immortal Jinting waved his hand, and Dijia came over respectfully.
The Immortal Jin Ting asked, "How is it?"
A complicated expression appeared on Dijia's face as he said, "Sacrifices to the true gods are indeed beyond our reach."
Jin Ting Daxian shook his head and said, "I'm asking what you feel. Jealousy? Resentment? Unwillingness?"
Dijia stared at Jinting Daxian intently. Under his curious gaze, he answered truthfully, "I'm jealous, resentful, unwilling, and even hateful. But there's nothing I can do."
The Immortal Jin Ting waved his hand again and asked him to leave.
Dijia didn't know what kind of medicine Jinting Daxian was selling. Jinting Daxian was thinking that even the God of War was jealous, indignant, unwilling and resentful, so what about the God of Five Wisdom himself?
Why does Shangfang Mountain have to support so many demons to maintain the incense, while the City God only needs to sit in the temple and all kinds of offerings and sacrifices will come uninvited?
Would the Five-Power God be angry? Would he feel resentful?
Jin Ting Daxian felt that they were resentful and resentful, and were trying their best to squeeze into the ranks of the righteous gods and share the sacrifices with the City God.
The Immortal Jin Ting lowered his eyes slightly, with countless thoughts turning in his mind.
After the temple fair, the five demons of Xuanzhou County went to offer gifts and congratulations, but were ignored by the City God of Xuanzhou for half a day. It was not until late at night that he seemed to remember and ordered the judges to take away the gifts and found an excuse to send them back.
The gift was accepted and the matter was accomplished. However, after returning from Xuanzhou City, Wuchang continued to drink until he was completely drunk.
If the Great Immortal Jin Ting was not here, they would have to vent their anger.
But with the presence of Jin Ting Daxian, they had probably figured out the temperament of this commander. He had a very high opinion of himself and looked down on everything. He even thought that those who bullied the weak were cowards.
If anything happened to displease him, he would be severely punished. He had no choice but to drown his sorrows in alcohol and eventually drank himself to death.
A few days later, good news came. The general of the Water Department captured a young Taoist priest and brought him back to the Wutong Temple in Xuanzhou.
The young Taoist priest shrank timidly, kneeling at the feet of the Immortal Jin Ting and trembling like a quail.
The Immortal Jin Ting looked at the Water General, who said, "Commander, we investigated the evil cultivator you encountered, but after repeated inquiries, we found nothing. But this group of people came here on their own, destroyed several of our temples, and killed several of our brothers. I got the news and went to track them down, but they ran away so quickly that they only left this kid behind to take their place."
The Immortal Jin Ting raised his brows and asked, "The temple was destroyed and the generals were killed?"
The Water Department General said, "Yes, these people are coming for us."
The Water Department General kicked the Taoist priest and said, "You speak for yourself."
The young Taoist shuddered all over, and the words poured out of his mouth like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube. He said: "I am Wu Hong, my master is Huo Fang, and my master's grandmaster is Huang Chi Zhenren."
He secretly raised his head to look at Jin Ting Daxian, as if wanting Jin Ting Daxian to react to the name, but Jin Ting Daxian only showed impatience on his face.
The Water Department General sneered, and the Taoist priest Wu Hong immediately spoke rapidly and flatteringly, "It was our Grandmaster Huang Chi... No, Old Monster Huang Chi sent us out to inquire about the Wutong lineage. A while ago, Old Monster Huang Chi left in a hurry and returned seriously injured, even missing an arm. It is said that he was injured by a master of the Wutong lineage, so he sent us out to investigate the Wutong matter. After we found the Wutong Temple, we started to destroy several of them."
Jin Ting Daxian muttered to himself, "Old Monster Huang Chi? He is truly a filial son and a good grandson."
Wu Hong cried, "That old monster curses at us at every turn, and if he doesn't agree with us, he'll torture us with evil methods. And every one of his disciples is a bad person. I was tricked into coming here, and I had no choice but to become his disciple."
"Your Excellency, my magical powers are limited, and I haven't received their true teachings. They were the ones who destroyed the temple. I was just implicated, not the mastermind."
Jin Ting Daxian was too lazy to listen anymore. He looked at the Water Department General and said, "Take him away to find out the situation. Then, gather the troops and capture the old monster Huang Chi."
The water general sneered, grabbed Wu Hong's clothes and dragged him out of the door.
A terrifying scream echoed, and moments later, the Water Department General, his clothes covered in blood, came in to report, "Commander, no one knows the old monster's real name. Because he established his residence in Huangchi, he calls himself the Huangchi Patriarch. Now that the old monster is seriously injured, he only has a few disciples, all of whom are ordinary in ability, so they are not difficult to deal with."
"Please command your subordinates to lead two thousand soldiers to Huangchi and bring back the old monster's head."
The Immortal Jin Ting said, "Don't you need me to go?"
The Water Department General said, "That old monster has been injured by the Great Immortal. If I can't take him down, wouldn't my title of General be in vain?"
The Immortal Jin Ting nodded and said, "Okay. But be careful. Although I severely injured that old monster, he has just obtained a flying corpse. Don't take it lightly."
The general of the water department said, "I obey your orders."
The general of the water department summoned his troops, selected two thousand gods, and headed straight for the Huangchi River.
The disciple of Huang Chi Laoguai was taken on the road by the general of the water department. When the cold wind blew, he disappeared in a moment.
The Immortal Jin Ting stood in front of the Wutong Temple and watched the God of Chaos go to war, wondering what he was thinking about.
In addition to the five rampant gods who have already occupied the throne in Wutong Temple, even Dijia went together to fight against the old monster Huangchi.
The Immortal Jin Ting sighed and said, "I have left the warm sunshine and the cold autumn wind."
The Immortal Jin Ting returned to the courtyard, and his five white tails turned into smoke, covering up all sensations.
He took out the lunar instrument, and words like densely packed spells emerged, which were the names of powerful gods.
He waited quietly, and soon, a name on the death list faded, indicating that the owner of this name had died.
Dead.
Then, one name after another dimmed, and the names transformed by the energy continued to dissipate like flying smoke, leaving behind dim ashes.
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