Chapter 201 Heaven!
Shen Ziqing thought about it and answered seriously.
"I'm afraid the old man has misunderstood."
"oh?"
"I never expect to get rich unexpectedly."
"Then why do you pray to the God of Wealth, hoping that your master will have a lot of money?" The old man rolled his eyes, put his hands behind his back, his eyes flashed coldly, and his face gradually became ferocious like a beast. "Do you know what will happen if you lie in this temple of the God of Wealth?"
Shen Ziqing remained calm and asked calmly, "Master has given me a new life, shouldn't I hope that Master will have a lot of money?"
The old man was stunned, touched his chin, and raised his finger as if he wanted to refute, but he couldn't think of any suitable words. After scratching his head for a while, he put his hands behind his back and said, "That makes sense. Then why did you come to this Wucai Temple to pray?"
"Of course, I was just passing by and saw it, so I just came to pay my respects."
The old man's expression froze slightly, but he was not angry. He paced back and forth as if he had seen someone rare, looking at Shen Ziqing from left to right. After a while, he nodded thoughtfully, "Then let me ask you, why did you enter this Wucai Temple in such a disheveled manner? Do you know that this is blasphemy?"
"Untidy clothes?" Shen Ziqing looked down at his clothes and laughed, "I came here in an upright manner and did not do anything dirty, so why am I untidy? Could it be that helping that old farmer was something dirty?"
The old man was speechless, but unwilling to be refuted like this, "Then why don't you give money to the old farmer? Can't you see that they are living in poverty?"
As he spoke, the old man also summoned a dirty dung bucket.
“Look, their lives are so hard!”
Shen Ziqing asked in return, "That couple lives a clean life, earning a living through hard work, they are not beggars, and I am not superior to them, so why should I humiliate them with money?"
"You... humph - you can say it, but I can't. Anyway - since you want your master to have a lot of money, I will give you that ability. I have a treasure bowl here, blessed by heaven and earth, which can gather any wealth you need."
The old man snorted coldly and pulled out a shining golden basin from his sleeve.
As if worried that Shen Ziqing could not see the power of this treasure bowl, the old man shook it gently, and elixirs, magic weapons, peerless magic formulas, and all kinds of treasures poured out from the treasure bowl.
But the old man didn’t expect that Shen Ziqing only took a look at those treasures, but he didn’t linger, “Old sir, I hope my master can make a lot of money.”
"With this treasure bowl, you will be rich? You won it from me, not from my prayers," the old man tempted, "this is your ability."
Shen Ziqing smiled and shook his head, "Old sir, if it was me a few days ago, I would have probably accepted it. But before I set out, my master taught me a truth. If you only have the goal in your eyes, you will think about taking shortcuts. Once a person takes a shortcut, he will sooner or later deviate from his original intention. If you lose your original intention, how can you reach the real goal?"
The old man was startled and threw the treasure bowl in his hand aside. The moment the treasure bowl hit the ground, it turned into a dung bucket full of dirty things.
Instead, the dung bucket on the ground turned into a treasure pot with a fairy-like aura.
The old man's eyes softened, and he smiled helplessly, "Little guy, you win. This real cornucopia belongs to you."
"Old man, this is really a treasure pot, but it is also a dung bucket."
The old man was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed, and the treasure bowl that seemed to have an air of fairy spirit turned back into a dung bucket.
The old man asked in a muffled voice, "You are really weird, I see you are so vulgar, you don't look like someone who regards money as dirt."
Shen Ziqing was also helpless, “Old sir, I said, I don’t want to take shortcuts.”
"Okay, okay, then what do you want?" The old man waved his hand and said unhappily, "You came in here and made me run around in circles. If I don't let you take something away, where will I put my face?"
Shen Ziqing hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively, "This...then, just consider it as making a friend?"
The old man blinked his eyes, looking strange, "Do you know who I am?"
Shen Ziqing glanced at the statue of the God of Wealth with a hesitant expression.
"It's okay, just say whatever you want."
"A monk who pretends to be a ghost?"
"...Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?" the old man said unhappily, "I am the God of Wealth! A genuine god! I have a position in heaven!"
Shen Ziqing was stunned, "I have only heard of immortals, and what about this immortal... Besides, is this heavenly palace some hidden super sect?"
The old man patted his forehead and said, "Didn't you worship the God of Wealth when you were a child? Guanyin must know."
"This... naturally, I thought these were all folk legends," Shen Ziqing's heart skipped a beat, "Could it be?"
"Of course it's all true. Tens of thousands of years ago, during the dark period at the end of the Great Wilderness, the Heavenly Court lost to Emperor Yu in the debate over how to govern mortals."
"Dayu and the Heavenly Court have reached a consensus that mortals should not be allowed to practice cultivation. The Heavenly Court believes that they should cut the Gordian knot and restrict mortals with the Heavenly Rules, while Emperor Yu believes that all beings are equal, and they just happen to be in high positions and should not think that they are superior to others."
"After that, we went our separate ways. Dayu established a new dynasty by ruling people with people. The Heavenly Court cleaned up and went up to the sky to rule people with heaven. The 108 stars in the Heavenly Gang and the Earthly Fiends are all the palaces of the Heavenly Court."
"Of course, he said that he would rule people according to the will of heaven and that we would have no dealings from now on, but the Emperor of Heaven was just being tough. Time in heaven is much faster than on earth. Tens of thousands of years on earth may be nearly billions of years in heaven. With so much time, there is nothing to worry about. Otherwise, the Emperor of Heaven would not ask us to clean up the monsters in those monster stars regularly all day long."
"Oh, right. Recently, there is a new star in the sky. Emperor Yu specially visited the Temple of the Emperor of Heaven and hoped that we could take good care of it. You know what, generally speaking, the stars thrown up by Emperor Yu are monsters that will constantly breed troublesome monsters, but this star... Tsk tsk - I don't know who did it, but it could make a world develop into that state."
"The Emperor of Heaven specially sent a large army to guard outside that star."
The old man seemed to have opened his mouth and kept talking. But Shen Ziqing, who was listening on the side, was terrified.
Are these really things that a mere Qi-cultivating cultivator like him could know?
But when he thought that his master was Li Yanmo and he was the second disciple of Taixu Sect, Shen Ziqing gained courage, listened calmly, and began to think.
"But thanks to Emperor Yu who built many temples, we didn't suffocate. But we can only move among these temples."
"Old sir, is it true that... as long as we build a temple for you, you will be able to come down through some method?"
"We could have come down directly. Every emperor of Yu would pay respect to the temple out of courtesy. But the Emperor of Heaven was too stubborn."
Shen Ziqing seemed to be thinking about something. "Old sir, I understand your situation. But I have official business on this trip and cannot delay for too long. If there is a chance, we can talk again tomorrow."
“Well—in these tens of thousands of years, only you have come here and passed my test,” the old man raised his hand and patted Shen Ziqing’s shoulder, then raised his hand and pushed.
Shen Ziqing only felt a gentle force pushing him, and when he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the place where he heard the old farmer's shouting.
Shen Ziqing was slightly startled, and clenched his fist to feel the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in his body.
His tenth level of perfect spiritual energy of heaven and earth broke through at some point, and the tenth level of spiritual energy vortex disappeared. In its place was a foundation-building platform that looked like a temple. There were many empty spaces on the platform, and one of them was where the statue of the God of Wealth and War was placed.
Shen Ziqing was greatly surprised, and after a moment's hesitation, he suddenly had an idea.
The old man’s illusory figure appeared in front of Shen Ziqing.
"Hey, long time no see - have you encountered any problems?"
"Just now, it's gone."
(End of this chapter)
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