Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 209 Nameless Incense
Chu Hang's uneasiness didn't last long, at least he didn't feel any hostility. As the night passed, he was sent home with his father.

Early the next morning, Chu Hang shivered and finally woke up from the cold.

"Is it just a dream?"

Chu Hang looked around and found that he was still huddled in that corner, and the surface of the quilt had already been covered with a layer of frost.

"Ouch. Hiss."

He really fell asleep last night, and he didn't move all night in a curled up squat position. Now Chu Hang's legs were numb, and he grinned in pain when he wanted to get up.

When Chu Hang finally calmed down and got up holding the quilt, Chu Qinglin also got up, passed by here, and saw his son who had no time to hide today.

"Uh, dad, good morning."

Chu Qinglin just stared at Chu Hang for a long time, and Chu Hang was also silent for a long time.

"Last night" "In that dream"

The two spoke almost at the same time. Although the voices were different, the meaning was obviously the same. Both of them immediately understood that yesterday's dream was real.

Chu Qinglin suddenly smiled, shook his head and said.

"Go back and have a good rest!"

"Yes!"

Chu Hang came out holding the quilt, and then walked quickly towards his room.

"Hanger."

Chu Hang paused and turned around.

"Father, what else do you want?"

Chu Qinglin thought for a while, then said.

"If you really don't want to take the test of fame, don't force yourself!"

In the past, if Chu Hang heard this, he would jump up for joy, but now it is not the case. Instead, he feels ashamed and courageous.

"Father, the boy has come to his senses, and he will definitely work hard! Let the boy go first!"

After Chu Hang bowed to his father, he left in a hurry.

Looking at his son's back, Chu Qinglin suddenly felt that he hadn't really understood him before, but looking at him now, he had already grown up.
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At the bottom of Changfeng Lake, even though Chu Qinglin has returned home, the aquariums responsible for the construction are still busy in an orderly manner.

Jiang Lang was watching from the edge of the water mansion's restriction, using the Tibetan method to accommodate the water mansion palace. Although it has not been fully completed, the scale of the completed palace can already be seen.

It has to be said that Chu Qinglin is indeed a talent. In fact, except for a few, many aquariums and even water gods, except for a few, although they look more imposing, some details are not very delicate.

But today's Changfeng Lake Dragon Palace is carefully designed everywhere, and each hall is magnificent. Even the layout and size of some pavilions and pavilions are very particular.

At this time, the old turtle slowly walked to Jiang Lang's side.

"Lord Dragon King, is this old man's mission satisfactory?"

"Very good, don't go back to my father to be angry, from now on Changfeng Lake will be taken care of by you!"

The old man also showed some excitement when he heard this, and hurriedly bowed to Jiang Lang.

"Thank you, Lord Dragon King, for your respect, thank you, sir, I will definitely do my best!"

It's really the right time to come to Changfeng Lake this time!
Jiang Lang glanced at the old man, smiled and said nothing more.

"I have to ask Lao Yi to come over and see what is Dragon Palace and what is efficiency. How can my Changfeng Lake be compared to those small ditches? Sigh."

While muttering to himself, Jiang Lang couldn't help sighing again.

"Uh, why is Lord Dragon King sighing?"

Jiang Lang didn't hide it from the old man, he was a close confidant of Changfeng Lake's team, and he knew everything about it.

"I have a friend who is an expert in immortal cultivation, but his whereabouts are uncertain and difficult to predict. When the Dragon Palace is completed, I don't want to invite other idlers to congratulate him, but I must invite him to come and see."

You can't show off without inviting me.

During this period of time, Jiang Lang had secretly gone to Mingzhou once, but neither Mo Shisheng nor Qi Zhongbin went back, so Lao Yi must not be there either.

As for the Yi family in Yuanjiang County that I just learned about last night, although Jiang Lang hadn't been there yet, he probably couldn't find anyone.

"I don't know who the immortal Lord Dragon King is talking about is, and which side of the fairy mountain is he practicing?"

"It's Yi Shuyuan, not in any fairy mountain."

Daishige nodded knowingly.

"It turned out to be Yi Daozi, I really should invite you!"

Jiang Lang suddenly looked at the old man next to him.

"You don't have an idea, do you?"

"I can't think about it for a while, but if Lord Dragon King wants to, I will definitely think hard and find a way to find Yi Xianchang."

Jiang Lang looked at the old turtle for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"My place is different from other places. You don't need to be so cautious, and you don't need to worry too much about my face. I really can't find him. If you have a plan, tell me now!"

Having said that, Jiang Lang continued without changing his smile.

"If I don't have the capacity to accommodate people, how can I accommodate a dragon's heart in the future? If you don't dare to take on this responsibility, how can you help lead the Changfeng Lake water system?"

Maybe Yi Shuyuan and Jiang Lang didn't feel much after contacting, but Jiang Lang now is a dragon clan who can really use the name of Dragon King under the Dragon King.

Aquariums like Daizhong, who are quite intelligent, understand the meaning of this status better.

Hearing Jiang Lang's words at this moment, Lao Gui's heart was a little shaken, and he lowered his eyebrows and answered after regaining consciousness.

"The Dragon King looks at the fire like a cave, I can't hide this little thought from my lord, I really have a way that doesn't count!"

"Then tell me quickly!"

"Yes!"

The old turtle looked at the palace over there, and then at Jiang Langdao.

"Lord Dragon King, let's put it simply, it's really not easy to be thought of, but let's say it's difficult, it's not too difficult! Let's offer some incense to Yi Xianchang. He must have sensed this."

Jiang Lang's eyes widened a lot, he stared at the old man beside him in a daze for a long time, and then showed a wonderful expression.

"Good guy, it's really simple enough, and it's really strange enough!"

Who would think about things from this perspective?This old turtle is indeed a talent, no, a demon talent!
Some people offer incense to statues, and with the power of their vows, immortal cultivators like Yi Shuyuan must have felt it immediately, and there is a high probability that they can directly calculate where the statue is.

As for trouble?In Jiang Lang's opinion, this is very worthwhile, and it is definitely not superfluous. After all, if it is really counted, Yi Shuyuan's merits in taking away the burst of water energy are enough to build a temple.

As for Xianxiu not accepting incense, that's fine, you don't have to.

"We can't find Lao Yi, but we can let him find it himself! Wonderful, wonderful! Credit you!"

"Thank you, Lord Dragon King!"

The Dragon King Temple in Changfeng Lake has actually been put on the agenda, but unlike the Dragon Palace in the water, which is under construction, the Dragon King Temple is ready-made.

Although the Changfeng Lake hundreds of years ago is gone, the temple at that time has remained, but it is not on the side of today's Changfengfu City, but on the other side of the Great Lake.

Of course, the temple cannot be the original temple, but has been damaged and rebuilt several times.

The custom of worshiping the Dragon King in the original Changfeng Lake area has always been passed down. In the past, it was to protect the fish and prevent floods and abundant grains. Later, it was only to protect the grains.

It's just that the original old Jiao naturally can't enjoy the incense, and Jiang Lang's succession is also a matter of course.

It can be solved by entrusting a few dreams to the local gentry, dignitaries and fishing village elders. In the case of his own status, changing the name of Dragon King to do such a thing will not have any resistance.

The governor of Changfeng Mansion has already reported the matter of building the temple to the court at the request of the people.

Generally speaking, the imperial court will approve the temple worship matters petitioned by the local people.

Jiang Lang didn't need to build a special temple for Yi Shuyuan, he only needed to set up a side hall for him in the Dragon King Temple and put a statue there.

The truth is that the Immortal and the Dragon King together avoided a catastrophe caused by floods, so it is right to enshrine the Immortal now.

However, considering Yi Shuyuan's temper, Jiang Lang didn't dare to directly use the name "Yi Shuyuan" to set up a statue, so he took the title of "Yi Xianzun".

But the fidelity of the statue is not sloppy at all, and it must be newly created like the Dragon King statue.
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In the winter season, in Yusang Village, Zhuo Qing had already woken up for a few days.

Yi Shuyuan stayed here all the time and did not leave, so he was protecting Zhuo Qing's Dharma.

It's already the middle of winter, everyone brewed a pot of hot tea, sat on the wooden porch and listened to Zhuo Qing's description of her practice in a relaxed atmosphere.

Yi Shuyuan didn't teach Zhuo Qing anything other than some basic knowledge in practice.

Even the way of breathing out the vitality of the world was born by Zhuo Qing following the feeling when she was refining the vestment, although it was indeed supported by Yi Shuyuan's magic power at first.

"I feel like sitting there is like weaving a piece of flexible silk in my heart, and embroidering the picture scroll in my heart on it. Every strand of spiritual energy is like a thread gathered in my hand. There is a shuttle in my hand. There are needles."

Yi Shuyuan found it very novel, it was a presentation of artistic conception, but in a very special way.

"Did you feel that the cloth became more and more real?"

"Well, it's getting more and more real. It's as if the outside of the cloth is muddy, but inside it's like mountains and rivers, red flowers and green grass. Everything I embroider is alive."

Yi Shuyuan nodded slightly, he didn't intend to break Zhuo Qing's natural feeling, unless something went wrong, he would try not to interfere too much.

So at this moment, I just took out a book, which is the transcription and partial summary of "Five Elements Miaoshu", and also added Yi Shuyuan's content about casting an immortal base pill furnace. The original "Five Elements Miaoshu" At Qi Zhongbin.

"If you read this book once in a while, you don't have to take it as the truth. If what you understand in your heart is inconsistent with the book, you should focus on your heart. The immortal way is by no means a road of imprisonment. Everyone has their own rules."

"Is this the fairy book?"

Zhuo Qing picked up the book and happily flipped through it a few times. She was not in a hurry to read the content on it, but just touched the handwriting on it with her fingers and smelled the fragrance of ink on it. It was obvious that she hadn't written it for a long time.

"And Zhong Bin, I've seen all your sorcerer spells before. Some of them are not bad, and some of them have been slightly modified. With your understanding, you may be able to make another breakthrough."

Although there is a big problem with the God-drawing formation, it shows Qi Zhongbin's pure talent in the art.

"Just don't put too much emphasis on spells. Cultivation is equal to the need for Taoism. Immortal law is an extension of Taoism, and it can also be used to assist Taoism."

Qi Zhongbin nodded heavily, keeping Master's words firmly in his heart.

"It's Master!"

"Boy Qi, the master said that you can pursue your own way, and maybe you will create a fairy furnace in the process!"

Hearing Hui Mian's words, Qi Zhongbin also nodded slightly, he already knew that his brother would practice with his master for a period of time, although he envied him, but he would not force it, as Senior Hui said, as the master said, everyone has his own way.

But at this time, Yi Shuyuan frowned slightly, and even subconsciously picked up his teacup and sniffed it.

A vague fragrance rose from nowhere, as if it was in front of the nose, and it seemed to be born directly in the altar.

(End of this chapter)