Two monks from Xiaoyao Sect rushed to the Moon Goddess Temple, only to see people throwing fire like crazy.

The fire covered the entire osmanthus forest, and only from the swaying flames could one vaguely see the eaves of the Moon Goddess Temple twisted by the heat wave.

Although many people came to put out the fire, bucket after bucket of river water was passed over and poured on the blazing flames, but it failed to suppress the fire. This fire was not an ordinary fire, but the spiritual fire of the monks.

The Moon Goddess Temple was burned down, and the wishes were broken, making everyone feel desperate. The wooden tablet for making wishes floated above the heads of many people one after another. The raging flames seemed to have eyes, and sparks turned into sharp swords, shooting out, and in an instant, they penetrated the wishing tablets on people's heads, burning the gold ink on them.

In less than a few breaths, more than ten wishing tablets were burned by the flying sword fire. The people who prayed knelt one after another, woke up from their beautiful dreams, and disappeared into the virtual world.

Wen Li and He Yun's eyes almost popped out, and they said with jealous eyes: "It's actually possible to do this, this is too foul!"

When they help people get rid of delusions, they always understand the reasons in detail, use reason to help people see through the inner confusion, guide the other party to recognize themselves, and persuade people to return to the right path. How can they act so rudely?

Wen Li turned around and glanced at the people who were still rushing here, and said, "But, brother, this rough approach is really efficient. It's much faster than us going from house to house, trying hard to identify who is the one praying, and then trying our best to enlighten him."

It took them an entire night just to enlighten one number one scholar.

He Yun grabbed a man who was rushing into the sea of ​​fire with a bucket of water, trying to stop him, and shouted: "You can't put out this fire, don't go over."

The man seemed to not hear him at all, with a numb expression, and only muttered: "We must put out the fire, we must put out the fire, the Moon Goddess promised me that Wang Er next door would die early, and I want to marry his wife..." He

Yun heard his mumbling clearly, his facial features wrinkled, and said with disgust: "What kind of shitty wish is this, and you dare to pray to God."

The custom of making wishes with a wishing stick and hanging a cassia branch can be spread in this area, which is also related to the immortal gate. The monks practice in seclusion, and there is a natural barrier between them and the mortal world, and it is difficult to communicate. If there are demons and evil spirits, the mortals in the jurisdiction often have no way to seek help.

When the demons caused heavy killings in the mortal world and the evil spirit was overwhelming, the immortal sects finally noticed it, and it was too late to encircle and suppress them. In addition,

because the four major immortal sects, Xiaoyao Sect, Yanhua Sect, Wuji Tower, and Yuheng Sect, were connected in jurisdiction and not under the power of the three major families, they were closely connected.

Therefore, the four sects jointly opened up a suspended moon realm, in which there was a sacred laurel tree. The four sects broke off ninety-nine branches from the sacred laurel tree and planted them in the major counties within their jurisdiction. If there were demons causing trouble, they could hang wooden tablets on the sacred laurel tree, and the main sacred laurel tree in the suspended moon realm would receive news from all over the world at the same time.

The disciples of the four sects could go to the sacred laurel tree in the suspended moon realm to accept tasks from the human world and go out for training. As time went by, the tradition of making wishes with cassia twigs gradually emerged in the world, so that cassia trees were planted everywhere in the four sects’ territories, especially around the temples.

However, the cassia forest outside Fengsheng County is just an ordinary cassia forest. The nearest sacred cassia branch is in Liangzhou Prefecture.

The Moon Goddess is worshipped by many people, and it can be regarded as an orthodox folk belief. How come it is so weird here?

He Yungeng’s strength loosened, and the man broke free from his grip and threw himself into the fire fearlessly.

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He Yungeng turned around, Wen Li hooked his hand to recall his spirit sword, took a look at the autumn exam score on the token, and said happily: "Brother, this method is feasible! Quick, quick, we can grab as many points as we can."

A large number of wishing tablets were destroyed, and the remaining mental power could hardly support the state, and this human mind state began to collapse.

He Yungeng and Wen Li fell out of the virtual state and fell into the osmanthus forest in front of the Moon God Temple.

The night outside was deep, the full moon was hanging in the sky, and the bright moonlight illuminated a piece of charred soil. The osmanthus forest in reality seemed to have been burned by fire, and the crowns of the osmanthus trees turned into ashes, leaving only branches that could not be burned clean all over the ground.

Many of the wishing sticks on the osmanthus tree were also burned, and the remaining wooden sticks were scattered in the black ash.

The intersection of the human mind realm and reality is this Moon God Temple. Therefore, the sword fire in the virtual world also burned the osmanthus forest in front of the Moon God Temple in reality.

Wen Li held his token, happily stroking the skyrocketing score on it, and exclaimed: "The cultivator inside is simply a genius, so smart, he must not be from our sect, could he be from Wuji Tower? I heard that they have many ways."

He Yun snorted, "Don't raise others' ambitions, it's just opportunism. If you force your way through, these people will be delusional and will repeat the same mistakes sooner or later."

As the two talked, they saw many people in the moonlight, carrying lights and buckets, rushing to the Moon God Temple.

People in Fengsheng County dreamed that the Moon God Temple was on fire, and most of them woke up. When they asked each other, they all had the same dream and felt that it was the Queen's dream. Many devout believers immediately got up and put on their clothes, leaving the city overnight to rush to the Moon Goddess Temple.

Those who walked fast had already arrived in front of the osmanthus forest, and were shocked by the charred osmanthus forest before their eyes and beat their chests and stopped.

He Yungeng and Wen Li were regarded as the culprits of burning the osmanthus forest, and were surrounded by the first people who arrived. During the argument, more people arrived one after another, and the two were increasingly unable to escape.

At this time, the real culprit was in the Moon Goddess Temple.

The Moon Goddess Temple was the junction of the virtual and the real. After the human mind barrier was broken, there was actually not much change here, except that the fire outside was extinguished and the day turned into night.

The osmanthus forest was burned down, and the bright moonlight directly poured into the temple, shining on the statue of the sympathetic god. There seemed to be light waves in the lowered eyes of the Moon Goddess. At that moment, the clay pupils seemed to come alive.

Yu Yi was quick to sense the feeling of being watched, and immediately raised his eyes to look over, but he only saw a pair of painted dull pupils. There seemed to be nothing wrong with this statue of the Moon Goddess.

But just now, the feeling of being watched was too vivid to be an illusion.

Yu Yi walked around the statue and carefully examined it, then stepped back to the front of the statue and looked up at it.

She meditated for a moment, formed a seal with her hands and summoned the green bamboo sword. The long sword hung in the sky, with silver marks across the middle. The blade was polished and polished, and the bright sword reflected the compassionate god on the shrine.

The Moon Goddess holds the moon in one hand and twists cinnamon branches with the other, describing her as sacred.

But in the reflection of the green bamboo sword's heart mirror, this holy statue is wrapped with a wisp of blood-red threads, like blood vessels all over the statue's body, embedded in every carved line of the statue.

The red light from the blood line created a blood-colored shadow for the Moon God statue, overlapping it.

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Unlike the statue, this blood-colored shadow exudes a strong demonic aura, and it imitates the statue's elegance and holiness, which is like a fool trying to imitate a beauty, appearing abnormally twisted and weird.

Yu Yi looked up and saw the face of the statue in the mirror of the sword. The shadow superimposed on the surface of the statue wavered, as if smiling at her, and sighed: "Ah, you found it, then I can't let you stay."

The silver moon disk in the Moon God's arms subtly deflected an angle in His hand, as if it absorbed the light, and suddenly brightened up, and the moonlight shone on Yu Yi.

Yu Yi raised his hand and grabbed the Green Bamboo Sword, and slashed at the Silver Moon Plate.

When Xue Chenjing stepped over the threshold of the temple, he saw the silver moon shining brightly. The moonlight swallowed up the sword light that chopped past, and then sucked in the figure in front of the shrine.

"Ayi!" He almost didn't have time to think, and rushed over in an instant, trying to grab Yu Yi's raised sleeves, but he grabbed nothing.

The moonlight pierced into his pupils, and there was only white in front of his eyes.

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Yu Yi was sucked into the moonlight, and her consciousness was dazed for a moment. When she regained consciousness, she felt that her limbs were stiff and she could not move. She was trapped in a hard shell, and she could not even turn her neck.

Her five senses were also blocked by something. She could not see, hear, or perceive any external objects.

Yu Yi was a little panicked for a while. She tried to summon the sword with her mind and recite the spell silently. She tried various methods, but they were useless.

She didn't know how long she had been trapped in the darkness. After the initial impatience passed, she gradually calmed down. She

couldn't perceive the outside world, but she was conscious and could perceive herself. Yu Yi converged her spiritual consciousness into herself and sensed her body inch by inch. Gradually, she found that her imprisoned movements were somewhat familiar.

Isn't this the movement of the Moon Goddess holding the moon with one hand and twisting the cinnamon branches with the other?

She was imprisoned within the body of the idol.

A chuckle came from the darkness, "Oh, you are quite smart."

Yu Yi said coldly, "Who?"

"Who else could it be? I am of course the master of this temple, the Moon Goddess." The voice was enchanting, without any of the dignity that a god should have, and said angrily, "You are so bold that you dare to burn my Guilin, break the mind of my believers, and destroy my faith. What crime should you be punished for?" Yu Yi

laughed and said, "You are just a parasitic earthworm on the statue. You got some incense and offerings, and you really think you are the Moon Goddess?"

The other party did not expect that the sword would actually reveal its true self. It was angry for a while, but soon calmed down and no longer pretended to be its own voice.

When it spoke again, its voice was much crisper and more childish. It sounded like the voice of a five or six-year-old child in the mortal world, and it was impossible to tell whether it was male or female.

"You are going to die soon anyway, so it doesn't matter if you know my true identity. My previous life was indeed just a humble snakehead. When the Moon God statue was being made, the careless craftsmen ground me into powder and mixed it into the clay of the statue, and then I was molded into the statue."

The person who spoke had a child's voice, but his tone was mature.

The snakehead continued, "I have been enjoying the incense and offerings in this clay for five years and have gained spiritual life. This statue was made of my body, and I can enjoy the incense and offerings of the Moon God, so I am naturally the owner of this temple, and the Moon Goddess they are worshipping."

"The people of Fengsheng County helped me attain enlightenment, so of course I have to bless them and fulfill their wishes. Who else should I blame? Why should you monks meddle in other people's business?"

Yu Yi asked, "Do you bless them by fulfilling their wishes, whether they are good or bad?"

Qu Xie immediately replied, "Of course not, I will choose."

Yu Yi said, "In that case, regardless of the mother's wishes, I took away the soul of a grown six-year-old girl, stuffed it back into her belly, and reborn her. "Do you think it is a good wish to conceive a boy?"

Qu Xie thought for a moment, "Are you talking about the Du family?"

It became interested and said proudly: "This wish is difficult to realize. It was the old lady of the Du family who came to burn incense every day and prayed every month, so I reluctantly came up with a solution for them. I have explained the severity of the matter to them in a dream. I want to extract the soul of the granddaughter, consume the vitality of the daughter-in-law, and then use my magic power to make a boy out of clay. They agreed."

After all this time, it turned out to be a boy made of clay. Even if it was a boy made of clay, the Du family agreed.

"Did Zhao Zhi agree?" Yu Yi asked.

There was a kind of unreasonable and self-righteous tone in Qu Xie's voice: "It's not her who burns incense to me every day and every month."

Yu Yi finally understood that only those who contribute enough incense to it are its believers and can be blessed by it. As for what happens to other people, it is not within its consideration.

No wonder the incense in the Moon God Temple is so prosperous and has a reputation for being efficacious. It is all incense earned by these self-serving prayers.

Yu Yi was so angry that she wanted to dig out the dead earthworm and beat it up. Suddenly, she heard Qu Xie cry out in pain, and at the same time, she felt a sharp pain in her arm.

Qu Chen screamed to the outside world: "Well, you dare to hit me. If you smash me, your master will also be crushed with me. You can try it."

In the temple, Xue Chenjing saw the blood oozing from the statue's arm. The oath monument in his heart shook, tearing his soul and making him tremble. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

This showed that he had indeed hurt Yu Yi.

Xue Chenjing withdrew his hand in fear, and the surging demonic breath subsided. Yu Yi was in the statue. He could not move the statue, nor could he use pupil skills to tame it. For a while, he had no way to deal with it.

The high and mighty Moon Goddess thought she had caught his soft spot, and looked down at him, jokingly saying, "If you burn incense, kowtow, and sincerely kneel down to pray for me to release your master..." Before

it finished speaking, it saw the people in the hall waved their hands without hesitation to take three incense sticks, light them, and hold them flat in front of them, facing the statue, "You'd better keep your word."

He was not at all entangled, and was about to bend his knees, kneel down and kowtow, which made Qu Xie not feel the pleasure of teasing people. It immediately regretted it and said, "How can you be so spineless? If your heart is not sincere, I will not allow it."

Xue Chenjing's half-bent knees straightened up again, and he broke the incense in his hand.

He raised his eyes and looked at the statue gloomily for a moment, as if he could no longer tolerate its teasing. He took two steps forward and grabbed the altar with both hands and exerted force.

The altar was blown aside with a loud bang, and the offering plates on the table fell to the ground with a clang, and the offerings were smashed to pieces by the overturned table.

Before Qu Xie had time to get angry, he felt something entangled around the statue. The heavy lotus base made a muffled sound and was moved inch by inch from the shrine.

The two-person-high statue of the Moon Goddess tilted forward, making a howling sound of breaking through the air, and suddenly fell down.

Qu Xie realized what he wanted to do, and finally got scared. He shouted in horror: "He is going to hit me, he really wants to hit me! He lied to me, he doesn't care about your life or death at all."

Yu Yi could not see or hear any sound from the outside world. She was trapped in this statue and could only hear Qu Xie's screams. Her body had a strong sense of weightlessness.

She was indeed falling over and was about to fall to pieces with the statue.

At the last moment, Yu Yi heard the system anxiously admonishing: "Host, what are you doing? Don't be impulsive!"