Liu Zhixiong understood their intentions, so he stood there to support them. In fact, a layer of cold sweat had already seeped out of his back. He quietly asked several times, "Master Ye, is this thing powerful? Is it safe for me to stand so close? How about giving me two elixirs in advance to avoid any risks?"
Ye Lan had no time to pay attention to him. He looked at the three-colored horse that had fled to the corner and was staring at him hungrily. He rushed over and said to Wu Heng, "Set up the altar and light incense."
"Okay." Wu Heng immediately took out various small items from the messenger bag he was carrying.
There were incense burners, candles, a few offerings with talisman paper on them, and a jade statue of Guanyin.
Ye Lan took the three incense sticks from his hand, waved them casually, and sparks appeared on the tips, and soon wisps of light smoke rose.
She stood up, bowed three times towards the south, and quickly recited a blessing.
"Command all the gods to respectfully invite the Guanyin of the South Sea to take charge..."
Since the venue was extremely quiet at that time, everyone could hear it clearly.
Although Buddhists usually worship various gods and burn incense during festivals, in this kind of exhibition hall, there is not even an eight-immortals table. They just put two things on the ground and start inviting gods. Isn't it too much of a joke?
Besides, even if there are practitioners everywhere, most ordinary people still don’t believe in the existence of gods in the world.
However, just as they were thinking this, they saw that the wisps of smoke did not condense after floating up, but spread rapidly, forming a huge thick fog.
The smell of the fragrance suddenly became quiet and elegant, very pleasant.
When they looked again, they found a statue of Guanyin suddenly appeared above!
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