The spiritual rain began to fall in Penglai Tianjie. The spiritual rain was caused by the overly dense immortal energy above the Tianjie. Finally, Tianhefang had to ask the rain master for a rain decree, so that the immortal energy that was almost condensed into substance could be transformed into spiritual rain and fall down to moisten the sky.
Everything in Hefang.
Every once in a while, spiritual rain would fall in Tianhefang, which had long become a rule.
However, the gods and monks on Penglai Tianjie were not affected by the spiritual rain. Each of them had spiritual light on their bodies, and as long as the spiritual rain fell on the spiritual light of their physical bodies, it would be absorbed immediately.
However, there are also some gods who like this kind of atmosphere. They hold various elegant and charming oil-paper umbrellas and stroll along the wide Penglai Street, enjoying the leisure and freedom.
Fang Jian followed behind Zhang Lou. The two of them wore the dark blue round-collared robes that were exclusive to patrol captains and walked slowly on the Penglai Heavenly Street.
Fang Jian put away the Qingxia Yudou Qilin robe. Since he was going to be a patrol captain for a few years, it would be inconvenient for him to wear the Qingxia Yudou Qilin robe anymore.
Otherwise, if I wear this robe, Wang Yao, the head of the department, and my colleagues in the Inspection Office will have to bow to me when they see me, which would be boring.
So after Fang Jian reported to Wang Yao again, he immediately received a set of captain's robes. After putting them on, Wang Yao and the others were no longer as nervous as before.
However, Wang Yao still did not dare to treat Fang Jian as his subordinate, and immediately arranged for Zhang Lou to take Fang Jian to Penglai Tianjie for an inspection so that Fang Jian could familiarize himself with his duties as soon as possible.
In fact, according to Wang Yao's idea, Master Hongqing, you only need to stay in your own temple for six years and you don't have to really do the work of patrolling the streets.
But Wang Yao had no choice but to do as Fang Jian said since he insisted on strictly fulfilling his duties and following the imperial edict.
"Actually, we don't usually have anything major to do in the Inspection Office. We just patrol Penglai Heavenly Street and mediate minor conflicts between the gods." Zhang Lou said, "Basically, nothing major happens here."
Fang Jian nodded. Suddenly, he heard a gong sound coming from a nearby tower. Fang Jian couldn't help but look up.
Zhang Lou said at this time: "This is Zuixianlou, a restaurant. Their wine pills are all bought from Laojun Pavilion. They are very good."
At this point, Zhang Lou added, "The sound of the gong is the storyteller in the Drunken Immortal Tower telling a story."
"Fictional Immortal?" Fang Jian was a little surprised. "Is there such an immortal position?"
Zhang Lou laughed and said, "There is no such official position in Heaven, but this fiction immortal was elected by everyone."
Fang Jian asked, "Who is he?"
Zhang Lou said, "Feng Menglong."
"It's him?" Fang Jian was stunned when he heard that.
Zhang Lou asked in surprise, "Has Master Hongqing heard of this person?"
Fang Jian smiled and said, "I've admired you for a long time."
Zhang Lou nodded upon hearing this, then laughed and said, "This Feng Xian is quite interesting. He only loves writing cautionary tales and doesn't care about cultivation. Even after hundreds of thousands of years, he's still a Xuanxian. He's been beaten numerous times for writing novels, but he won't change."
"Oh?" Fang Jian was very surprised. "Is there such a thing? Why did he get beaten?"
Zhang Lou laughed and said, "He wrote the story of Bai Suzhen and Xu Xian into a cautionary tale, advising people not to indulge in lust and be trapped by love. The story is simple: there was a white snake by the West Lake. Every night it came out to seduce young men, but for years it had been unsuccessful. Then it met a man named Xu Xian..."
"He dared to write this? Who beat him?" Fang Jian asked in shock.
Zhang Lou said, "Who else could it be? Lady Bai. Lady Bai has been chasing and beating him for five years."
"So patient?" Fang Jian also admired Bai Suzhen's perseverance, but thinking about being framed like this, it was normal for her to be angry.
Zhang Lou continued, "Lady Bai ordered him to destroy the book, but he said it had already been published and couldn't be destroyed. Lady Bai beat him severely. If the Great Sage Master hadn't gone to Lady Bai to plead for mercy, I'm afraid his body would have been shattered."
"......" Fang Jian was speechless. It seemed that Feng Menglong was also a stubborn person.
Zhang Lou saw Fang Jian seemed to be interested, so he asked, "Master Hongqing, do you want to go in and listen?"
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Fang Jian was stunned when he heard this, then waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I don't have any merit anymore."
"Master Hongqing, we are patrol captains. It's okay to go in and listen to novels. As long as we don't eat, drink or buy anything, we don't need to spend merit." Zhang Lou said.
Fang Jian raised his eyebrows upon hearing this and said, "Oh? Then you can go in and listen."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Lou immediately led the way, and the two of them walked together towards Zuixian Tower.
Two boys in the Yang God Realm stood at the entrance of Zuixian Tower. Upon seeing Zhang Lou and Fang Jian arrive, they hurried forward and saluted, saying, "Welcome, two Supreme Gods. What would you like to eat?"
Zhang Lou smiled and said, "Let's not eat today. Let's go upstairs and listen to Feng Xian's little story."
Upon hearing this, the boy on the left bowed and said, "Since that's the case, the two gods should proceed."
At this time, the boy on the right looked at Fang Jian curiously and said, "I've never seen this Supreme God before?"
Zhang Lou immediately introduced him, "So that you may know, this fellow Daoist is a new patrol captain from my Penglai Tianjie Patrol Division. His name is..."
Having said that, Zhang Lou turned his head and looked at Fang Jian.
Fang Jian took over the conversation and said with a smile: "My name doesn't matter. You two immortal children can call me Taoist friend."
Seeing Fang Jian so amiable, the two boys immediately said respectfully, "How dare we? Please, two venerable gods, go upstairs quickly. Feng Xian has already started his lecture."
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Zhang Lou and Fang Jian walked up to the lobby on the third floor of Zuixianlou and found that it was already crowded. Fang Jian took a quick look and found that there were at least five hundred people.
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