Seeing that Zhao Youliang and Chang Jie were going further and further astray, Liao Zhiyuan quickly smiled and corrected the situation.
"Brother Quantum, I know about Brother Chang Jie's matter, let me tell you."
"When Brother Jie turned one year old, many important people came to congratulate him in person because of his family background and the influence of the young master."
"It is said that real immortals were also present, the kind of immortals we only see in movies and TV series."
At this point, Liao Zhiyuan's face was full of longing.
After calming down, he continued, "Because Brother Jie is still young and doesn't even have a name yet, the important figures who went there called him Little God for convenience."
"Because throughout the entire process, Mr. was the one who held Brother Jie, and Mr. actually has a divine position, an ancient divine position."
"Nine Difficulties Underworld Lord!"
"Brother Quantum, just like I said, everyone present back then was a big shot!"
“Every time someone calls him ‘Little God,’ it’s like officially recognizing Brother Jie… There are hundreds of important figures present…”
The title of "Fengzheng" is a spiritual blessing that only human emperors or those with great supernatural powers can bestow upon animal cultivators.
In other words, the future state that animal cultivators can achieve is a good blessing.
We seal demons, not righteous ones; if you seal a righteous one, then it is no longer a demon!
The higher the level of an animal cultivator, the stronger their desire for official recognition.
Similar things are now depicted in novels, such as the weasel begging for a title.
In short, for ordinary animal cultivators, obtaining a title is something that is extremely rare and hard to come by.
When Chang Jie turned one year old, he was bestowed official titles hundreds of times in a single day, all personally bestowed by important figures...
After Liao Zhiyuan reminded him, Chang Jie seemed to remember that there was indeed such a thing.
He said listlessly, "Oh, so you were talking about this, not the little princess. Oh, I understand now."
“The master was so happy at the time that he immediately sealed the ‘divine fire’ that represented the divine position into my head.”
He said that when I grow up and become capable, I can directly take over his position and become an official or the King of the Underworld.
"The young general also gave me a large ball of divine fire, but I don't know what it's for..."
After listening to Chang Jie's simple and unpretentious account of what happened, Zhao Youliang admitted that he felt envious.
It's like how children from ordinary families only get new clothes to wear during the Lunar New Year, while rich kids usually wear new clothes and play with poop... mud.
After figuring out the origin of Chang Jie's title, Zhao Youliang asked Liao Zhiyuan again.
"Xiao Liao, what about General Liu and General Tao just now?"
Liao Zhiyuan immediately understood Zhao Youliang's meaning and replied promptly.
"They are the two peach and willow trees at the entrance of the City God Temple. They usually guard the gate for the City Goddess and sometimes run errands for her."
......
Nothing was said that night. With the repeated instructions from the spirit mediums, Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan set off for the City God Temple at dawn the next day.
Li Mao was the one who drove them there, of course.
Li Mao appeared both nervous and excited throughout the journey, constantly asking Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan questions.
"Do you think I can come along to meet the City Goddess today?"
"I don't ask for anything, I just want to kowtow to the City Goddess a few times in person, and then crawl out backwards. Is that okay?"
Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan were clearly unable to answer Li Mao's question, and exchanged a wry smile before speaking softly.
"Little Li, since you're so interested, I'll ask the City Goddess when I see her."
"She is kind-hearted and shouldn't refuse such a simple request."
As they spoke, the car arrived near the City God Temple, which was still packed with people making wishes, fulfilling vows, and seeking favors.
Zhao Youliang and the others didn't receive any special treatment and could only obediently follow the queue, inching their way into the temple.
By the time we finally managed to get to the temple, it was almost noon.
It can be said that they got up very early but arrived late.
Seeing that it was finally their turn, Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan hurriedly took out the incense and candles they had brought, lit them, and then kowtowed repeatedly.
Without needing to say anything, her soul had already been guided out by the ghost messengers and arrived at a mysterious space—the space where Granny Ma Yi resided.
The old man was still kind, with a smile on his face.
She was dressed like an old-fashioned landlady, with her legs crossed and a long pipe dangling from her lips.
Zhao Youliang was even more familiar with the person standing behind the City Goddess, massaging her back—who else could it be but the Young General!
At this moment, the young general kept winking and making faces at Zhao Youliang and Liao Zhiyuan, and his words shocked them both.
"Oh my god, Xiao Liao, I heard your dad's dying? He's going to die?!"
"He's in such a hurry, I left a coffin with Quantum last time, he can use it first, hey!"
The young general didn't make things up about Liao Zhiyuan's father dying.
When Zhao Youliang passed through the underworld and encountered the goddess Meng Po, she kindly gave him a warning.
Who can he blame but his own father for being so useless? Therefore, Liao Zhiyuan could only smile bitterly.
"Young General, Uncle, I thank you on behalf of my father!"
After Liao Zhiyuan finished expressing his gratitude, the young general grinned and revealed an even more explosive piece of news.
"Xiao Liao, don't worry, not only your father, but your master is going to die too!"
"Well, we can send out the big coffin we saved for Eighth Master first, since he won't die anytime soon anyway."
Liao Zhiyuan and Chang Jie: "......"
"It's not the young general; I can understand my father dying, but my master... he calculated that he would live a long time, so how could he suddenly..."
Upon hearing this, the young general burst into laughter: "What else could it be? He's gotten himself into trouble!"
"They messed with something they couldn't beat!"
"He's supposed to be the 'middleman' lately, but is it impossible to get through to him on that phone anymore?"
"Ah?! So that's all..." Upon hearing the young general's words, Liao Zhiyuan immediately remembered the "above" that had been turned off.
Although Liao Zhiyuan usually acts all lovey-dovey towards his master, his eyes turn red when it comes to crucial moments.
"Young General, you are so merciful, can't you find a way to save my master?"
"I...I can't bear to part with him!"
Seeing Liao Zhiyuan trying to hold back his tears, the young general was clearly heartbroken.
After all, protecting one's own is a glorious tradition of our courtyard!
The previous generation protected the young general in this way, so naturally he would protect the next generation as well.
Therefore, upon hearing Liao Zhiyuan's plea, his face was full of difficulty.
And he kept stealing glances at the City Goddess, indicating that he couldn't make the decision himself and that he should ask her for help.
At the same time, the young general, unusually clever, spoke with a pointed remark.
"Grandma, isn't Xiao Liao a pitiful child? His father and master practically died together."
"Oh my, Grandma, do you remember? My eldest son lost his parents when he was young, and he had a really miserable life."
"Xiao Liao is about the same age as him!"
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