[It’s been a while since I last went to Xuanqing Temple. I kind of miss that old man Xu Huai! ]

Think of the talismans he drew.

All the amulets have been used up, and she has nothing left on her!

After Jiang Beichen was imprisoned in Tianlao, Chuqiu kept pestering Jiang Huaishu and asked him to find a way to save her son.

Jiang Huaishu was busy trying to build relationships every day, but after more than half a month, no one was willing to help him.

There was really no other way, so Jiang Huaishu thought of praying to God.

He took Chuqiu to Xuanqing Temple.

The incense of Xuanqing Temple is still very popular.

The carriage stopped outside Xuanqing Temple.

Jiang Huaishu got off the carriage, thinking that a young Taoist priest would come to pick him up like last time.

However, he looked around and could not see even the shadow of a Taoist priest.

Jiang Huaishu frowned, said nothing, and took Chuqiu towards the path.

As soon as I arrived at the intersection of the path, I was stopped by a young Taoist priest.

"Good Lord, you are going the wrong way. The way to the temple is on the other side."

"I didn't go the wrong way. The last time I came here, I took this road that you led me along."

Jiang Huaishu pulled Chuqiu and was about to walk inside.

The young Taoist priest hurried forward and stood in front of him.

"My Lord, you must have remembered it wrongly. This road is not open to outsiders in my temple.

Please go through the main gate with other pilgrims!"

"I took this route last time I came here, why not this time?"

Jiang Huaishu glared at the little Taoist priest unhappily.

"You must be a newly initiated Taoist priest, so it's normal that you don't know me.

I am Marquis Anyuan. You, the masters of the temple, must be polite when you see me.

Get out of my way now, don't delay going in to worship the gods!"

The young Taoist frowned slightly, feeling a little hesitant.

Before he could make up his mind, a familiar voice slowly came into his ears.

"What happened?"

"Master, this man calls himself Marquis Anyuan and says he knows you. He insists on taking this path, and I can't stop him."

The young Taoist turned to look at Gui Yuan and briefly explained what happened.

Gui Yuan turned and looked at Jiang Huaishu.

Jiang Huaishu raised the corner of his mouth slightly and raised his chin arrogantly.

Gui Yuan glanced at him and remembered that he was the fairy Yangyang, the person she hated the most.

He waved his hand and said coldly: "I don't know who An Yuanhou is. Please leave, kind master!"

The path was not far from the main gate, and Gui Yuan's voice attracted the attention of many people.

Everyone came forward and looked at Gui Yuan, Jiang Huaishu and others curiously.

Seeing so many people looking at her, Chu Qiu felt a little uncomfortable.

Gently pulled Jiang Huaishu's sleeve.

"My Lord, why don't we go through the main gate?"

"Why go through the main gate? There are so many people at the main gate. I don't want to squeeze with them!"

Jiang Huaishu gritted his teeth and glared at Gui Yuan angrily.

"The last time I came here, someone from your Taoist temple personally welcomed me and took me on this road. Why can't I take this road this time?"

"Good Lord, please don't make trouble here, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

This time, Gui Yuan was also angry.

Last time, he came with the fairy Yangyang.

The little fairy Yangyang is the VIP guest of their Xuanqing Temple.

They would come to greet her personally and open a path just for her.

What is the status of Marquis Anyuan? Can he be compared with the fairy Yangyang?

"Hey, isn't this the Marquis of Anyuan? His son was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison for murdering his mentor. What is he doing in Xuanqing Temple?"

"What else can we do? Of course we should pray to God and ask him to bless his son to escape the crime."

“Tsk tsk tsk, Marquis Anyuan is so impressive! Xuanqing Temple is a place chosen by the gods, and he dares to act so presumptuously here.

Does he really think that he is a marquis and that even gods and immortals have to make way for him? How ridiculous! "

Being pointed at by passers-by, Jiang Huaishu's face turned red and white with anger.

He turned around and looked at everyone, then suddenly shouted angrily:

“What kind of place is chosen by gods? I think this is just a gimmick made up by Xuanqing Temple.

They say that the Three Pure Ones appear to help people realize their wishes. I also made a wish to the Three Pure Ones, so why did the Three Pure Ones help me realize my wish?

"Did your wishes come true? How about you? Did your wishes come true?"

"It's fake, all fake. What immortals? If there really are immortals, you should show up!

If you don’t show your spirit today, I will smash your idols today!”

Boom!

As soon as Jiang Huaishu finished speaking, the sky, which was originally clear, was suddenly covered with dark clouds.

A loud thunder roared, as if it was God issuing a warning.

Jiang Huaishu was stunned and looked up to the sky.

Before he could come to his senses, someone in the crowd shouted, "It's the gods appearing!"

"Marquis Anyuan insulted the Three Pure Ones. The Three Pure Ones are about to bring down divine punishment!"

Suddenly, Jiang Huaishu's back stiffened.

Seeing that nothing unusual happened after the thunder, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"What kind of deity's appearance? It's just spring thunder. If it's really the Three Pure Ones, they should punish me!"

Snap!

As soon as Jiang Huaishu's voice fell, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck his footsteps.

He was so frightened that he trembled all over and quickly dodged.

The bluestone pavement at his feet was split and exploded.

Stones flew everywhere, hitting him on the forehead and knocking him unconscious.

Someone in the crowd noticed that the stone only hit Jiang Huaishu, and no one else was injured, and suddenly shouted:

"This is divine punishment. The Three Pure Ones have really shown their spirits. Please, Three Pure Ones, strike this disrespectful person to death!"

Everyone pointed at Jiang Huaishu.

Taoist priests Gui Yuan and others were stunned and quickly knelt down.

Gui Yuan looked up at the sky, and saw a hint of golden light faintly visible among the dark clouds.

Fairy Yangyang hasn't arrived yet. This time it's not her doing any magic, it's the gods really appearing!

In the carriage, Yangyang heard the thunder and was excited.

[Look, let me see where the thunder struck? ]

[Am I going to survive a catastrophe? ]

[Eh, that's not right, why is it gone? Could it be that it's not the thunder tribulation of ascension, but a divine punishment? ]

Yun Wanrou slowly opened the curtain of the carriage and took a look outside.

The sky, which was clear just now, is now covered with dark clouds.

The coachman looked up at the sky and shook his head.

"The lightning just now seemed to have struck somewhere."

Yangyang pinched her fingers and counted.

Her eyes lit up and she suddenly smiled.

[Hehehe, it was that big pig's hoof that disrespected the gods and was punished by heaven. ]

[However, it is a pity that the Three Pure Ones are kind and will not easily take the lives of mortals. ]

[The thunderbolt just now was just a warning, it won't kill the big pig's hoof. ]

[However, after this experience, the pig's body will suffer a little, and he will have a high fever for a few days. ]

How does Yangyang know so much?

Yun Wanrou looked down at Yangyang, feeling a little surprised.

Even she didn't know what divine punishment was, but Yangyang knew it so clearly.

Could it be that in her previous life, she was also a cultivator like Taoist Guiyuan?