Chapter 550: Do you have anything to tell Daji?

Chapter 550: Do you have anything to tell Daji?

Chapter 550: Do you have anything to tell Daji?
North Sea.

After Ruoshui invaded this place, a group of poisonous dragons occupied this place and caused trouble.

The dragon tribe of the North Sea was driven away and could not get close, the water tribes were slaughtered in large numbers, and the water control work was hindered and difficult to continue.

Yang Chan and Tan Wenjie flew side by side.

In the back, Yang Jian was flying side by side with the third princess of the West Sea, Cunxin. Along the way, Cunxin was saying something excitedly, and Yang Jian just nodded in agreement from time to time, his eyes always on the front.

At the beginning, he wanted to work side by side with Brother Jie to study the next method to cure the weak water, but Cunxin forcefully drove Brother Jie away.

Looking at the figure flying side by side with his third sister, Yang Jian felt sorry, but at the same time he felt a little bit wronged.

"Brother Tan, do you know what Ruoshui meant?" Yang Chan asked.

She noticed that ever since Ruoshui mentioned "Chao Ge", Tan Wenjie's brows had been frowning.

"The current Emperor of Shang, Emperor Xin," said Tan Wenjie, "is extremely gifted, with the power to pull nine oxen backwards. Moreover, after ascending the throne, he appointed talented people, and the people are happy and prosperous. The country is peaceful and the people are safe. Moreover, eight hundred princes have come to pay homage to Shang."

"I know something too." Yang Chan nodded. Her family had only been broken up a few years ago, and she happened to be a citizen of the Shang Dynasty.

He learned to read and write with his father since he was young and knew a lot about state affairs.

The two men were talking about the situation in the Shang Dynasty and did not pay attention to the sight behind them.

After becoming a god, Tan Wenjie would occasionally pay attention to the people, such as which emperor is the current one, etc., especially the Battle of the Gods, which has always been like a sharp knife hanging over his head.

In this battle, many masters from both the orthodox and unorthodox sects took action, such as the Twelve Golden Immortals, all of whom were weakened by three flowers. It would not be surprising if anyone of them died and was included in the List of Gods.

Beating is beating and killing is killing, but it cannot be said to beat the dog's brain out. The reason why many immortal figures refuse to be included in the List of Gods is because they are free and unrestrained, and they can live as long as the heaven and the earth by just eating some immortal fruits.

They are all gods who are used to living a free and easy life. Who would want to go to heaven and become a top-ranked immortal with a bull's nose ring tied to his neck?

In contrast, for ordinary people, being included in the List of Gods is equivalent to directly jumping from a commoner to a cadre within the system, and they should be thankful to have the opportunity to be on the list.

Tan Wenjie is used to being free and does not want to be on the list.

The best option is to go back to Kunlun Mountain and hide away for a while, or go to heaven for a while. The Battle of the Gods lasts for 28 years in total, which is easy to survive.

Suddenly, Yang Chan said, "There is a monster ahead."

Tan Wenjie descended from the clouds and landed on the reef.

The waves of the North Sea were boiling like soup, and scaly dragon tails swung out, densely packed like loaches rolling in the mud.

The thin ones are as thick as an arm, while the thick ones are as thick as two people hugging together, and there are bursts of dragon roars.

Weak water has the least impact on the dragon clan, but instead provides a home for this nest of poisonous dragons and flooded dragons.

With a "roar", a poisonous dragon broke through the water and rushed over with weak water.

Tan Wenjie swung the hammer to meet the dragon head, flattening it and splashing its brains.

However, his body was hit by the water flow dragged by the dragon, and he fell backwards into the water.

Gurgle, bubbles come out.

Dozens of poisonous dragons bit towards him, blocking the light above his vision.

The three-headed dragon came out to protect itself and started to fight with the group of poisonous dragons.

"Boom." A round hole exploded on the water surface.

Yang Chan held the Precious Lotus Lantern and divided the water, forcing him to escape, which made Tan Wenjie, who was just about to use thunder magic to electrocute fish, pause.

"Third sister, be careful!" Yang Jian, who was also fighting with a poisonous dragon in the distance, exclaimed.

With a "whoosh", the thunder hammer flew towards Yang Chan.

She grabbed the thunder hammer in her right hand and turned around gently. Lightning flashed between her fluttering clothes. With a loud thunderclap, the poisonous dragon that was about to launch a sneak attack on her from behind was instantly struck into charcoal by the thunder.

The Precious Lotus Lantern is held in the left hand and the Thunder Hammer is held in the right hand.

She is capable of both offense and defense, like a female war god.

With a "splash", the water surface was torn apart, and Tan Wenjie flew out with a golden bow in his hand, bending the bow and shooting marbles.

Countless poisonous dragons flew out, their heads were blown up by the bullets, and they twisted their snake-like bodies while still breathing and fell into the water, with their stomachs lying on their backs.

Yang Jian, who had just nailed a poisonous dragon to the ground with his three-pointed, double-edged sword, turned around and saw his sister holding Brother Jie's hammer, like a female thunder god, dragging the thunder in the sky and killing everyone.

On the other hand, Tan Wenjie has completely become Yang Chan's assistant.

"Brother Tan, be careful!"

The thunder hammer was thrown and caught by Tan Wenjie.

He smashed the faucet with a hammer, then threw the hammer back into Yang Chan's hands.

Lightning flashed between the two of them, and the poisonous dragons around them died like dumplings.

Dark clouds covered the sky, thunder and lightning flashed, and the two people's eyes collided as they were surrounded by a poisonous dragon. The lightning illuminated their profiles.

Suddenly, he changed his stance and faced the group of poisonous dragons back to back, and was completely surrounded by them.

"Wang Wang!"

Hearing the barking of Howling Sky Dog, Yang Jian immediately came to his senses and chopped the poisonous dragon that tried to sneak attack him into two pieces with one sword.

But he felt it was not enough, so he chopped more than ten times before stopping.

Roaring Sky Dog: "..."

Not knowing why his owner suddenly got angry, he wanted to tuck his tail between his legs and hide away.

The monster was destroyed in the North Sea, and poisonous soup floated on the surface of the water.

The battle lasted for who knows how many months and was utterly chaotic.

The last difficult problem in water control has been solved.

From then on, the Ruoshui River flowed into the sea and successfully released the flood, and the dragons could only move deeper into the sea to find a habitable place.

The sky is shining with golden light.

A white-haired Tiannu flew over.

"The Jade Emperor has ordered that the Seventh Princess, Yang Jian, Tan Wenjie, Nezha and others, who have made contributions to flood control, should go to Yaochi to receive their titles and rewards."

The previous generation of Tiannu died at the hands of Tan Wenjie. The Tiannu who came this time smiled apologetically after he finished speaking, fearing that he would be misunderstood.

"Great Gods, can you please move?"

"Yang Jian's flood control is for the benefit of the people of the world." Yang Jian said, "Besides, I've said before that Yang Jian only obeys orders and not announcements. This reward should be given to someone else."

"This..." Nezha was conflicted, feeling a bit caught between a rock and a hard place.

He is now the security captain of the South Gate of Heaven, but he also wants brotherhood.

No one else said anything, so Tiannu had to look at Tan Wenjie.

The words of this "third-generation first disciple" carry a lot of weight. Moreover, this time, Queen Mother's words imply that she wants him to be the Marshal of Tianpeng and wants to invite him to heaven for a talk.

"Venerable Lord, what do you think?"

"I will definitely go, but I won't go to work as an official." Tan Wenjie would never miss a good opportunity to make money.

I couldn’t defeat them before so I didn’t dare to go up to the sky at will, but now I can go whenever I want.

When the Heavenly Palace team is complete in the future, it will not be so easy to go to heaven and break into the empty door.

Watching Tan Wenjie, Nezha and Yang Chan flying up to the sky, the dragon princess Cunxin who stayed in the lower world and was never mentioned from beginning to end looked at Yang Jian: "Why don't you agree? We have made contributions to flood control. Even if the credit goes to the Seventh Princess, we..."

"Yang Jian's efforts to control floods were not for personal gain."

"you you!"

……

Nantianmen.

Once you enter this place, the flow of time speeds up three hundred and sixty-five times.

The Heavenly Palace is deserted, and the Lingxiao Palace is just a planning blueprint.

"You are here!"

The Seventh Princess was delighted when she saw Tan Wenjie and others.

There was a fairy following her.

There is no need to say much about the fairy's beauty.

"Eighth Princess." Nezha greeted first, and then Tan Wenjie and Yang Chan nodded and greeted.

"Please follow me, all three of you." Princess Eight said, "My father and mother are in Yaochi."

Along the way, Tan Wenjie was thinking in his mind how much liquid nitrogen he would have to pour to create so much white mist, while looking around.

This was his first time coming to Yao Chi. Last time he only reached Tianhe.

The Seventh Princess was very excited along the way. As the most beloved daughter of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, she was kind-hearted but had her own opinions, which often led to her being punished for doing what she thought were good things.

Whether it was informing the Yang family at the beginning, or later helping Yang Jian and his sister, or controlling the flood, it was all what she wanted to do.

Now that she has finally been rewarded for her actions, her excitement is beyond words.

On the contrary, the younger Eighth Princess had a calm expression. She just glanced at Tan Wenjie a few times on the way. She knew that the Seventh Princess's outcome was closely related to Tan Wenjie.

Based on her understanding of the Jade Emperor and Yang Jian, she knew that the two sides would eventually go to war, and who knows how many innocent people would be implicated and die while they were trying to control the flood.

Now only Yang Jian refused to bow his head, and the Jade Emperor saved his face, so everyone was happy.

Entering Yaochi, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother are sitting at the top.

"My Lord Patron Saint, you have made great contributions to flood control. Would you like to serve in heaven?" The Queen Mother couldn't wait to say the first sentence.

Fortunately, there was no one else here, otherwise everyone would be frightened by the Queen Mother's eagerness.

There is a shortage of people in heaven, and the feeling of flood control this time is even stronger.

Having Nezha alone was not enough, even adding Tan Wenjie still felt it was not enough, they wanted Yang Jian too.

Nezha was looking forward to it, but Yang Chan was a little nervous.

"Thank you for your kindness, my lady. I am used to freedom."

Going to heaven would be nothing more than being the Marshal of the Tianpeng Army, and office romances were not allowed in heaven, so wouldn't he be restricted in every way up there?

Yang Chan breathed a sigh of relief, while Nezha had already guessed that Tan Wenjie would answer like this, he just felt a little regretful.

After a few pleasantries, it was time to award the prize.

The Seventh Princess was rewarded with a bunch of spiritual fruits and treasures for her contribution to flood control, as well as the title of "Goddess of Desire Realm". The previous holder of this job was Yao Ji, the mother of Yang Jian.

"Tan Wenjie has made great contributions to flood control, exterminating poisonous dragons in the North Sea, and is good at catching monsters. He was granted the title of Mysterious Dragon Protector and Mighty Spirit Saint General."

[Mysterious Dragon Guardian Wei Ling Saint General (0/100): Armor stacking (HP 100%)]

After never returning to the path of a tank, Tan Wenjie always considered himself a mage.

"Yang Chan has made great contributions to flood control..."

“Nezha…”

There was also a banquet after the reward. The nectar from heaven increased Tan Wenjie's magic power by several percentage points. He even felt that there was a possibility of another breakthrough in his seventy-two transformations.

It was a pity that I didn’t get to eat the peaches, and everyone had a set amount of food and drink, one or two fairy fruits and two or three cups of fine wine, so I didn’t enjoy the meal to my heart’s content.

When the Seventh Princess goes to the mortal world to find a man in the future, you can take the initiative to help her, and then pick some peaches to eat after you become familiar with him.

Then go back to the South Gate of Heaven.

"I still have to stay in the sky to patrol." Nezha said to Tan Wenjie and Yang Chan, "I won't see you off."

"If you want to see us, you can come down to earth. It will only take a few days." Tan Wenjie waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly saw a bald head emerging from the clouds.

"Who dares to trespass into the Heavenly Palace?"

Nezha rushed forward on his wind-fire wheels.

The bald man stopped immediately.

"Amitabha, I come from the Lingshan Mountain in the west."

"Poor monk?" Nezha was puzzled. "What a strange name."

"I call myself a poor monk. If you ask me my name, you can call me Jin Chanzi."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Nezha shook his head, "I don't care where you come from, you are not allowed to enter the South Heaven Gate!"

"Amitabha." Jin Chanzi did not entangle, "I hope that if you meet Guanyin Bodhisattva, don't tell them that I have been here before."

After saying this, Jin Chanzi fled.

"Brother Jack?"

"It has nothing to do with us. We should go back. Sister Chan, let's go."

"Ah."

Looking at the two people who left with their husband and wife following their lead, Nezha grumbled to himself.

But then a figure flew over, it looked like a girl, holding a jade bottle in her hand.

"Amitabha."

"Are you also a poor monk?"

Nezha regretted his words as soon as they came out of his mouth.

"I came from the west to look for the golden cicada. Have you ever seen one?"

"never seen it."

Regardless of how miserable Nezha was, Tan Wenjie and Yang Chan returned to the mortal world.

As soon as I returned to Guanjiangkou, I heard Yang Jian say, "I plan to marry Cunxin."

Tan Wenjie: “…”

I came at a really bad time.

He accidentally drank some wine in the sky, giving the two of them some space to be alone.

He has always been pessimistic about the two of them. It's not that Princess Cunxin is not good enough, but that Yang Jian and the Jade Emperor are having a very bad relationship. Whatever the quarrel between the uncle and nephew is, it is their own family business, but the Dragon Palace of the West Sea dare not interfere.

Besides, Yang Jian has a big heart of love but is not good at love. It just so happens that Cunxin has the same love-mindedness as a fairy, so conflict between the two sides is inevitable.

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that the candles at home have not been extinguished yet. It's a shame to waste them. I'll leave first." Tan Wenjie added as he slowly took off, "When you two get married, I will definitely come to the wedding."

Yang Chan was puzzled: "Why is Brother Tan running away?"

The Six Saints of Meishan who were present also shook their heads to express that they did not understand. Yang Jian's marriage was a great joyous event, as it would expand the Yang family, so he should have stayed and gotten drunk.

But by the next day, when Cunxin had already regarded herself as the hostess and was disgusted with them drinking all night, they vaguely understood why Tan Wenjie was like that.

In the blink of an eye, another two years have passed.

During the past two years, Tan Wenjie worked as a blacksmith and refined tools every day to hone his skills, while also practicing the Great Five Elements Escape Technique.

He had experience and was able to easily cultivate his magic to the top level, while also raising his resistance to the five elements.

Two years on earth is only two days in heaven. If he wants to search for a new secret realm in this advanced world, he will need to endure thirty years.

During this period of time, only one major event happened, that is, Erlang Shen really married the third princess of the West Sea. Their love affair violated the laws of heaven.

The Dragon Girl was not among the immortals and could marry freely, but Yang Jian was a god and it was against the rules of heaven for him to get married.

There was no one available in Heaven, and even though they knew Yang Jian had violated the rules of Heaven, there was nothing they could do. Those who could defeat Yang Jian would not go to capture him, and the rest were all unable to defeat Yang Jian.

Except that the West Sea Dragon Palace did not dare to recognize its own daughter, everything seemed to be unchanged.

Inside the Weiling Temple.

"Master, the woman is dead."

Tan Wenjie suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen a female believer coming to burn incense for some time.

He asked, "Disease?"

"His life span has ended. He died of injuries."

This is the case for all people. We will all die sooner or later, so we must work hard to cultivate and hope to become immortals.

"Is there a book of life and death? What will happen to her in her next life?"

After all, she is my believer, so I should show some concern for her.

"Yes, in the next life, you might be reborn into a scholarly family, or a butcher, or... and your love life will be bumpy. I'm afraid you will still be lonely for the rest of your life."

Tan Wenjie: “…”

It's time to update your book of life and death.

When I ask you to tell me what you will be reborn as in your next life, I don’t mean that I want you to guess all of them by exhaustive method.

"Give her a ray of merit and let her make her own fortune. There is no need to forcefully interfere in the future."

"Yes."

Tan Wenjie pulled out a golden light of merit, and the temple was filled with brilliant light.

"Gudong" X2
Li and Sun swallowed their saliva and thought to themselves that their master was very wealthy and powerful. This was not just a bit of merit. Even if they did good deeds for three lifetimes, they might not be able to gain so much merit.

If you add a little more, it will be enough to become an immortal.

Even so, there is no need for forced intervention. With such a great amount of merit, when one goes to the underworld to be reincarnated, even King Yama will have to stand up from his chair to welcome him.

"Master, is that too much?"

"too much?"

Tan Wenjie's merits increased again because of his flood control work, and he simply could not use up all the merits. Recently, he was even so extravagant that he would inject a large amount of merits into forging magic weapons and divine weapons when practicing.

Anyway, the growth will recover, so it’s a waste not to use it.

"Then remember this. If she continues to do good deeds in her next life, and when she has accumulated enough merit, I will help her become an immortal."

"Yes." X2
Merits fly back into the golden wheel of merit.

"Eh." A voice suddenly came from outside the temple. "Which Arhat is practicing here?"

Tan Wenjie heard the voice coming out of the temple and saw a familiar face.

"So it's you, this poor monk."

Jin Chanzi looked at the golden wheel of merit behind Tan Wenjie's head, his expression changed slightly: "Amitabha, the donor has such Buddha nature and such merit! You and I have a master-disciple relationship."

Tan Wenjie: "I don't accept disciples."

Jin Chanzi: “…”

After a moment of silence, he said, "What I mean is..."

"Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva!" Tan Wenjie suddenly pointed behind him.

Jin Chanzi was startled and turned around to look back, but found nothing there.

"Donor, why do you have to deceive me?" Jin Chanzi put his hands together, "You have a destiny with the West. If you worship in Lingshan, you will surely attain the status of Arhat."

Arhat? He had already been an Arhat, although he was a local immortal world deification, and his data was not uploaded to the cloud in the heavens at the same time.

"Avalokitesvara." Tan Wenjie looked behind Jin Chanzi again.

"Amitabha." Jin Chanzi was not fooled, "Donor, you can't fool me twice with the same trick."

"Isn't that Saint Seiya?" Tan Wenjie complained that Jin Chanzi stole the joke, then put his hands together.

Jin Chanzi: "I've said it all..."

"Golden Chanzi." The voice of Guanyin Bodhisattva came from behind.

Jin Chanzi: “…”

I didn't expect it to come.

He turned and looked at the figure.

"Amitabha." Jin Chanzi said, "It's not that I don't want to go back to the West, but I haven't understood the meaning of the Buddha's smile when he picked up the flower."

"The Buddha asked you to reincarnate and practice for ten lifetimes. When you have gained enlightenment, you can return to Lingshan."

"Disciple, obey."

Tan Wenjie who was standing by was secretly shocked when he heard this. The monk from the Western Paradise was really cruel. He punished the person to reincarnate for ten lifetimes just for not solving a question.

It seems that if you don’t understand it, you will have to continue to reincarnate.

However, after ten generations, it is probably the time for the journey to the West.

He made a mental note.

The next time I meet Jin Chanzi, I must meet his request and make him call me Master to fulfill the relationship between master and disciple.

"I still have one more life to ask the Bodhisattva for his approval." Jin Chanzi said, "There is a magical stone on the mountain of Aolai Country in the East China Sea. A stone monkey was bred in it. We have a master-disciple relationship."

Tan Wenjie: “…”

He finally realized that Jin Chanzi was a man of few ideas, and would say to everyone he met that they were destined to be together.

In the world of The Lotus Lantern, the Stone Monkey is also a top-notch cultivation genius whose talent is on par with Yang Jian. He can acquire profound skills in just a few years.

Guanyin Bodhisattva nodded and said, "I will find a teacher to teach you."

"Thank you Bodhisattva."

"Amitabha."

Jin Chanzi sat cross-legged, and his body gradually turned into sand and dissipated.

"Reincarnation?" Tan Wenjie walked to the place where Jin Chanzi had just sat cross-legged and stepped on it to see if he could find any relics.

He didn't even cultivate the sarira. He shook his head and said regretfully: "Sure enough, you can't cultivate well. Jin Chanzi, you need to cultivate well."

Guanyin Bodhisattva smiled and looked at Tan Wenjie: "Thank you very much for intercepting the golden cicada for me today."

"It's what I should do." Tan Wenjie blinked.

When you go out, everyone is like a god, and you will see each other sooner or later, so just give each other some convenience.

"I see, Amitabha."

After making an appointment with Guanyin Bodhisattva to visit the South China Sea, Guanyin Bodhisattva left to help the stone monkey search for a famous teacher.

"Stone monkey."

Tan Wenjie turned around and went back to the temple. The monkey was too noisy, so it was better for everyone not to get too familiar with it.

Moreover, according to the calculation, the monkey will have at least a few hundred years of good days to live, and then he will experience a magnificent life.

He caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace, was pressed under the Five Finger Mountain, went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, became a Buddha, and took Chenxiang as his disciple.

"Liu Chenxiang is gone, I don't know if Tan Chenxiang can do it."

He suddenly thought of the Three Holy Mothers. He had been obsessed with making equipment by hand for a while, and had produced a bunch of useless scrap metal. He almost forgot to go to the Three Holy Mothers to improve their favorability.

He picked up the little zombie and placed it next to the furnace, then threw all the equipment he had forged into the furnace.

Leave the furnace idle and what materials you can extract depends purely on luck.

In short, everything is moving towards waste utilization.

When Tan Wenjie found the Third Holy Mother again, she was in the Huashan Temple, fiddling with the little gadget that Tan Wenjie had given her.

Her second sister-in-law couldn't tolerate her, Tan Wenjie had to practice, and Nezha was in heaven. Apart from the fourth princess Tingxin who occasionally came here to see her, she often didn't see anyone else for several months.

"What new gameplay has Sister Chan developed?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Yang Chan stood up suddenly: "Brother Tan?"

"I came to see Sister Chan for something important, don't blame me for not visiting you for no reason."

Although he said that he came only to ask for something, Yang Chan was not angry at all. Instead, she nodded and said, "Brother Tan, just give me your instructions. I will do my best to help you."

"Let's go without further ado."

"Not riding the clouds?" Yang Chan had already taken out the Precious Lotus Lantern and got into a fighting stance.

"It's best to use the art of transformation." Tan Wenjie pointed his hand towards Yang Chan.

There was no change in her appearance, except that her clothes had changed into those of the Shang Dynasty. Tan Wenjie also changed into a new set of clothes.

Then he pointed to the stone bench where Yang Chan had just sat.

"Change!"

The stone bench turned into a donkey.

"Madam, let's go."

Yang Chan lowered her head, blushed, and hummed, then floated onto the donkey's back.

She had the experience of pretending to be a couple before, so she just thought it was a disguise.

Leave Huashan and go to the market at the foot of the mountain.

Although the two were dressed simply and their attire concealed their divine aura and temperament, their good looks still attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Brother Tan, what's the urgent matter you mentioned before?"

"Don't worry, take a look at that."

"..."

The two set out from Mount Hua, trekking through mountains and rivers, and wandering around.

The mountain scenery is superb.

Moreover, Yang Chan possesses the magical power of kindness. No matter whether it is snakes, insects, rats, ants, wolves, tigers or leopards in the mountains, they will all be well-behaved and obedient when they see her, as if they were being touched on the head by the "stupidity magic".

On the other hand, Tan Wenjie was intimidating without being angry. Before he even reached out to touch it, the little animal was already scared to pee.

"Brother Tan, the urgent matter you mentioned earlier...?"

"Don't worry, there is a family ahead, it's my believer." Tan Wenjie counted with his fingers, "You have seen her before."

"It turned out to be her." Yang Chan was surprised.

There is a thatched house in front, and the family there does not live a rich life.

After seeing a young couple traveling on donkeys, the family warmly invited them to have dinner with them.

"Wa wa." There was a baby crying in the inner room.

"I don't know what's wrong with this child. He has been crying since he was born." The man sighed.

Tan Wenjie took the initiative to say: "I know some magic, maybe I can help."

The man was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately asked his wife to bring their daughter out.

The newborn baby was crying loudly, and his voice seemed to be hoarse from crying, but when he saw Tan Wenjie, he suddenly stopped crying and even giggled.

Tan Wenjie looked at that little face and asked in surprise: "Do you still remember me?"

"The child likes you." The woman handed the child carefully to Tan Wenjie.

He reached out to take it but he really didn't know how to hold a child and was a little flustered.

Yang Chan, who was standing by, was used to seeing Tan Wenjie slay dragons and exterminate demons, and having a pair of arms that could carry mountains and chase the sun, but she didn't expect that he couldn't deal with a baby, so she burst out laughing.

"Sister Chan, you are still smiling, come and help me."

"coming."

The two of them worked together to hold the child. When their fingers accidentally touched each other, Yang Chan didn't even have time to blush because her attention was distracted by the baby's struggle.

When she came to her senses, she realized that she and Tan Wenjie were holding the child with their shoulders together, she was holding the baby in her hand, and Tan Wenjie was holding her hand.

When her cheeks felt slightly hot, she subconsciously turned to look at Tan Wenjie, and her eyes happened to meet his.

So he quickly looked away.

Tan Wenjie: It’s quite cute.

The baby blinked and looked at the two of them, giggling.

The child's parents were amazed and exclaimed.

“If the child cries again in the future, you can worship Patrol Heavenly Lord and the Three Holy Mothers at home,” said Tan Wenjie.

The woman took the child back and bowed in gratitude: "Thank you, Master, thank you, living god!"

Seeing her husband standing there scratching his head in a daze, she angrily said, "Go kill the chicken quickly."

"Hey!"

"No need." Yang Chan wanted to stop him, but Tan Wenjie grabbed her wrist.

She turned her head and saw Tan Wenjie shaking his head slightly.

These two people have a tendency to develop into devout believers. Although they do not need incense to become gods, they need incense to upgrade their titles. Buddhas compete for a stick of incense, so of course the more believers the better.

At the dining table, the man and the woman sat aside, never picking up their chopsticks, and remained indifferent no matter how Yang Chan invited them.

In contrast, Tan Wenjie ate the stewed chicken with just a little coarse salt with relish.

After the meal, Tan Wenjie said, "Go buy a hen. The hen will lay eggs, and the eggs will hatch chickens. Your family will get better and better."

"Ah?" The couple was puzzled.

"I'm full, it's time for Sister Chan to go."

They rode away on their donkeys, leaving the man and his family looking at each other in bewilderment.

Suddenly they heard a rooster crow, and a handsome rooster spread its wings and flew over.

“Is this a divine chicken given by the gods?”

"Go buy a hen!"

Tan Wenjie held the reins and Yang Chan rode on the donkey's back.

"Ask me something?"

"Why did you leave a chicken for him?"

Yang Chan had seen many gods help mortals solve their problems. They helped those who wanted to study to succeed in their studies and blessed those who wanted to make money to have good fortune. Only Tan Wenjie did not give any money or interest, but only gave a big rooster that looked stronger.

"I eat one of his chickens and give him one chicken in return."

After that, the two walked for a while before returning to Mount Hua.

From beginning to end, Tan Wenjie never said what the key matter was, and Yang Chan didn't ask, but just made an appointment to go out together to subdue demons next time.

“I almost lost control of the rhythm.”

Tan Wenjie kept shaking his head when he left Huashan. Fortunately, he was determined not to be attracted by the beauty of the fairy, otherwise Yang Chan would have grabbed his hand and then kissed him, and he would most likely be forced to become Tan Chenxiang's "father".

Be sure to protect yourself when you go out.

“There are still believers?”

Tan Wenjie was surprised.

His devout believer had just been reincarnated when suddenly another devout one came, and the one he worshipped was not "Xuntian Weiling Tianzun", but "Xuanjiao Hudao Weiling Shengjiang", which is a title for someone who has made great contributions to flood control.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, his gaze flashed to the clay statue in the distance.

There is only this one temple in the world.

The "Mysterious Holy General who protects the way" in the temple has three heads and six arms, holding a golden bow, Vajra sword, Thor's hammer, Five Thunder Heavenly Master's Order, Ruyi, and Demon-subduing Pestle.

There is a train and a three-headed dragon under his feet, and precious beads are inlaid on his body.

And the appearance is very similar to him.

It should be the Heaven that helped him build this temple.

He opened his third eye and looked at the figure kneeling in front of him praying devoutly. Judging from the back of her head, it should be a young girl, not very old.

After praying, the girl slowly raised her head.

"Fat Bing? Jinsuo?" Tan Wenjie's eyes twitched.

"Boom."

The girl who was kneeling in the temple suddenly saw the statue in front of her move. She was startled and uttered "Ah" unconsciously.

"Miss, what's wrong?" a maid asked outside.

"I, I, I'm fine." The girl shook her head repeatedly, "You go out first."

"Yes."

The girl lowered her voice and said, "Saint General, do you have anything to tell Daji?"

The voice pack is somewhat familiar.

If Daji looked like this, it would be understandable why Yin Shou became so licentious and immoral.

Naturally flattering.

Tan Wenjie almost couldn't help but want to challenge his own weakness, but fortunately he remembered that the Conferred Gods War was too complicated and he couldn't just go in casually, lest he be killed and put on the Conferred Gods List by accident.

By that time, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother will treat themselves like oxen and horses, ordering them around in circles.

But then he found something wrong. If Daji had not gone to Chaoge, how could Yin Shou become "King Zhou".

The statue did not respond. Daji was puzzled and kowtowed three more times before getting up and leaving.

When she was leaving, the maidservant beside her said, "Miss, did you really dream that the gods said they would build a temple for the Holy General?"

"The saint has done a great job in controlling the floods," Daji replied. "As long as we worship him devoutly, we will be able to ensure that Jizhou will have good weather and good harvests, and the people will live and work in peace and contentment."

Tan Wenjie, whose consciousness was still on the statue, said: "..."

He has put on a high hat. If he doesn't ensure good weather and harvest in Jizhou, it would be a bit embarrassing.

The highest praise for gods is that they are effective.

……

With the Weiling Temple, the Shengjiang Temple, the Qianren Fairy Peak and Huashan Mountain, Tan Wenjie's life is very busy.

Occasionally, Su Daji, who was only thirteen or fourteen years old, would treat herself as a tree hole and come to whisper to him every now and then.

He was a great general, but before he could ensure good weather and a good harvest, he became a caring older brother.

During the Chinese New Year, the whole Jizhou is filled with joy.

"Where is the lady?" Su Hu asked.

"The young lady is in the Temple of the Holy General."

"Why did you go to the Holy General Temple again?"

Su Hu frowned.

"Does anyone know the origin of this Holy General Wei Ling?"

A soldier beside him said, "My Lord, there is a Qi-refining practitioner under your command named Zheng Lun. He once practiced Taoism in Kunlun Mountain. Perhaps you have heard of him."

"Zheng Lun? Invite him over."

Soon Zheng Lun arrived, and Su Hu asked his question again.

"The Black Dragon Guardian of the Way, the Mighty Spirit Saint, the Patrolling Heavenly Mighty Spirit Heavenly Venerable Tan Wenjie, is the third generation disciple of the Chan Sect."

Zheng Lun became a disciple of the Kunlun cultivator Du'e Zhenren, and was a fellow apprentice of Li Jing. He cultivated the snuff power of the two energies in his orifices. He could emit white light with a snort from his nose and suck in people's souls.

"This man is a disciple of Nan Ji Xian Weng, the second-generation disciple of the Chan Sect. He is very powerful and has profound skills. He is invulnerable to swords and spears, and is immune to water and fire. He has many magical weapons with infinite uses. When the ten suns were suspended in the sky, he once carried a mountain to chase the sun. Later, when there was a flood in the mortal world, he opened a waterway to control the water. He also went to the North Sea to subdue a dragon."

He was disdainful when mentioning the divine titles conferred upon Tan Wenjie. People who are practicing cultivation would not bother to become gods in heaven. Of course, don't ask him why the gods in heaven would not bother to do that, but would come to Jizhou on earth to be the grain supervisor for Su Hu.

Anyway, even if he was beaten to death and gritted his teeth, he would still say that he was too lazy to go.

Su Hu nodded when he heard this, and he knew the origin of the gods in the temple.

A few days ago, his daughter Daji suddenly had a dream. In the dream, the god who controlled the flood was Wei Ling Sheng Jiang. He could not resist his daughter's pleading and built the temple.

After knowing the other party's distinguished status, he dared not neglect him.

Zheng Lun said, "Don't worry, sir. He is just a disciple of the Chan Sect. He is a cultivator like me. He should give me some face when he sees me."

Su Hu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that.

It seems that I still need some Qi Refiners under my command.

……

The incense offerings at the Holy General Temple were booming, so Tan Wenjie couldn't help but shift his attention there, since he had just received enough incense offerings.

[Mysterious Dragon Guardian Wei Ling Saint General (1/1000): Armor stacking (HP 150%)]

The straightforward and decisive enhancement and the most intuitive display made him and the three-headed dragon that protected him become top tanks. When the enemy wanted to attack him, they had to first consider whether they could break his defense, then consider whether they could penetrate his armor, and finally see his health bar.

But don't take it lightly.

There are many bug-type magic weapons among the gods that can directly modify data. For example, Chi Jingzi in Yunxiao Cave of Taihua Mountain has a Yin-Yang mirror, one side reflects life and the other side reflects death. When his apprentice Yin Hong got it, he also beat Chi Jingzi so hard that he lost his temper.

This kind of attack is a forced kill and has nothing to do with the length of the health bar.

Su Daji came to the temple again to tell a story. After she finished, she didn't care whether the god she was worshipping was annoyed or not. She kowtowed and left.

"After all, I am your believer. If I let her be possessed by a thousand-year-old vixen, where would my dignity be?"

Although I don't understand Su Daji's operation, the fixed increase of incense by +1 every day cannot be faked and is linked to the improvement of my own strength.

Tan Wenjie left his magic power behind to see how the situation developed before making a decision.

If the thousand-year-old fox spirit really set his sights on Daji, he would have no choice but to strike first.

Kunlun Mountain, a thousand-foot-high fairy peak.

Tan Wenjie was thinking that tomorrow would be the full moon, and he was thinking of intercepting Chang'e halfway.

It is his signature dish to have a feast of Chang'e's mooncakes every year.

As for Chang'e, she stayed up late every day to make mooncakes. Just after finishing one box, she came down to earth and met Tan Wenjie.

The next step was to be invited to drink and chat, and all the mooncakes were eaten up by Tan Wenjie without a single one left.

Tan Wenjie’s annual meal is actually a midnight snack that Chang’e takes time out to prepare every day.

"Is the barrier open?" Tan Wenjie stood up suddenly and looked towards the direction of Yuxu Palace.

Then he saw a white crane flying towards him.

"Disciples of the Chan Sect, listen up! Now that the List of the Gods has been published, all disciples must help Jiang Ziya with all their might."

"Yes." Tan Wenjie responded and then flew into the sky.

"Brother Baihe, please stay."

"Are you the master's new disciple?"

"it's me."

"What's stopping me?"

"Brother, has Master finished his work?" Tan Wenjie pointed at Kunlun Mountain. "I have something to ask him."

I became a disciple, but I had no chance to take advantage of him, and I couldn't sleep every night.

If you don't take advantage, you will lose.

"Master is accompanying the Grandmaster. You are not summoned, so it is better not to approach without permission."

"Hey, Senior Brother, please help me." Tan Wenjie hugged Bai He's long neck and said, "I'll treat you to snails later."

"Gudong~"

No version of the White Crane Boy can resist snails.

The White Crane Boy shook his head and said, "No, I have to go somewhere else to deliver the letter."

Watching the White Crane Boy spread his wings and fly away, Tan Wenjie shook his head: "This White Crane Boy is so rigid."

It seems that he doesn't release the eagle until he sees the rabbit, so he has to catch the snails first.

Just when I was thinking about how I might accidentally run into the Immortal of the South Pole outside the Yuxu Palace, I suddenly saw several figures flying over from the horizon.

They are Nezha and Yang Jian.

Following behind were Roaring Sky Dog and the Six Sages of Meishan.

Yang Chan is not a disciple of the Chan sect, so she doesn't have to worry about being sucked into the vortex.

"Brother Jie, have you also received the letter from White Crane Boy?"

"I live in Kunlun Mountain. What do you think?"

What is the difference between this and interviewing passengers on the train to see if they have bought tickets?

"what should we do?"

"Since he asked us to help Uncle Jiang, then we should wait for him to come find us." Tan Wenjie analyzed the situation for the two of them seriously, "Otherwise, if we act on our own, what if we ruin his plans?"

His main policy is to stay out of it and avoid it whenever possible.

"Brother Jie makes sense!" X2
They temporarily decided to follow Tan Wenjie.

"Let's go to the Shang Dynasty and take a look. There's no rush." ​​He pointed to the side and said, "Look, there are only three of us among the third generation disciples. None of the other uncle's disciples are here."

"Yes." 2 people + 1 dog nodded vigorously.

Meishan brothers: "..."

Never mind, Invisible Man is pretty good.

"We have tasks to complete, but if you are too aggressive, how will other fellow disciples view us? Everyone should have a chance to perform."

"Yes, Brother Jie is right!" X3
"Why don't we go to Guanjiangkou first?" Nezha suggested.

Yang Jian:"……"

After he married Cunxin, even Xiaotian Dog was driven out of the Yang Mansion, and the days when he could entertain brothers and friends were gone forever.

Now he didn't even dare to answer.

Tan Wenjie hummed: "Let God give me this list of gods, let God give me the strength to persevere."

Nezha: "Brother Jie, what are you singing?"

"A song for Investiture of the Gods."

Nezha clapped enthusiastically: "Brother Jie, you are awesome, do you have a song for me?"

"Yes, it's him, it's him, it's him, our hero, little Nezha."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Nezha continued to support him.

"Brother Jie, does my master have a song?" Roaring Sky Dog came over.

"Your master is called Brother Jie, do you also follow me and call me Brother Jie?"

"Then what should I call myself..."

Tan Wenjie didn't bother to pay attention to the silly dog ​​and sang: "Thirty-sixty-five days of missing you, uh, this song is for Yang Chan."

"Love is just one word. I will only say it once... This is also for Yang Chan."

Yang Jian gripped the three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly.

(End of this chapter)