Reincarnation of the Heavens: Starting from Hong Kong Comprehensive

Chapter 276
"The gods appear!"

"The gods appear!"

Thunderclouds come with force and go away faster.

With so many pairs of eyes looking at it, there was no room for any possibility of fraud. Some of the spectators who had done something wrong felt so horrified that their arms became weak and weak, and they immediately collapsed on the ground.

Raise your head three feet and there is a god.

In the past, these words were laughed at, but now I have witnessed the scene of five thunders striking my head. I am afraid that I will be liquidated in the future, and I am thinking about how to make up for and eliminate my karma.

At the same time, more citizens thought of praying for blessings and immortality, and knelt down and worshiped on the ground.

But Meng Fan never liked these empty rituals, with a wave of his hand, Xun Feng lifted everyone up with a gentle but irresistible force.

The law is not passed on lightly.

I am also seeking the path to immortality. I have no intention of accepting disciples, and I have no energy to save all sentient beings.

"Every faithful believer, please know that uprightness is far better than false etiquette, just like Feng Shui tombs."

"No matter how good the Feng Shui treasure land is, it must be home to a virtuous person to be worthy of it; no matter how good the Feng Shui treasure house is, it will be lost one day."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Fan photographed the object from the air, rolled up the altar and ran away, making people unable to trace his whereabouts.

As a matter of fact, it is really exciting to just leave a few words of goodness and then disappear after showing the holiness in front of people!

The key is also a sense of accomplishment.

Chen Jiaju, Ahao, and Huang Huotu, who had been busy all day and night, looked at each other in confusion.

Of course, they knew where Meng Fan had gone. It was in a side hall behind the temple that was not open to the public. Things needed for celebrations and ceremonies were usually displayed here.

"This is the real immortal, right?" Huang Huotu said with emotion: "With reference, killing someone and becoming an immortal is really the lowest among the lowest, just like falling into the devil's path."

"Don't worry about these, let's practice good deeds and accumulate virtues in a down-to-earth manner. I heard that if you have merit in your body, you can have a lot of benefits after your death."

Chen Jiaju is very open-minded and has a clear positioning of himself. After all, how can immortality be so easy to hit?
Jin McGee, the ten thousand-year-old second-in-command in this department, had been hanging out with his boss since early in the morning. It was not an exaggeration to say that he was going through life and death. Finally, he got favor and became a disciple of a famous teacher.

Brother Dasha...it is said that he has such good bones that even ghosts and gods will be jealous of him.

As for Ayun, he was born on the tenth day of the tenth spirit period and was destined to practice Taoism and be led into the path of immortality.

Fate, fate...

All kinds of things that cannot be forced.

On the contrary, Ah Hao looked thoughtful after watching the ceremony.

At this moment, there were more strange memories in his mind, hazy and hazy, and it took him a long time to patiently ponder them.

"Quiet, quiet."

"In front is the temple of Grandpa Zhou Cang. If you want to offer incense, come one by one."

Master Aqing didn't have so many ideas. He had served the gods for most of his life. Seeing that the temple was about to be filled with incense, he was very happy. Together with the temple ladies, he entertained the enthusiastic and excited pilgrims.

"Where is the Guandao in Grandpa's hand?"

"correct."

Eyes gathered one after another, Master Aqing stroked his beard and said reservedly: "Last night the god appeared and gave the Qinglong Yanyue Sword to the little Taoist just now to conquer the demons."

Hearing this, everyone in the hall became more and more enthusiastic.

Heal the head for a headache, heal the foot for a sore foot.

In the same way, whichever temple is effective will have more believers. If what you ask for is not answered, you should reflect on yourself.

"Can these flagpoles be brought home to be worshiped?"

"Don't think about it. It's probably because the Taoist master left in a hurry. I'll leave him here for the time being. If you dare to move, be careful of five thunders."

The outside world is getting noisier.

The side hall at the rear was completely silent.

Taking advantage of everyone's attention being diverted, Chen Jiaju and others came here secretly.

"Is it considered a calamity?"

Meng Fan, who had become the focus of the conversation, frowned and stared in front of him. There was a pool of black powder on the altar table.

When the five thunders are added to the body, it is absolutely impossible for any evil spirit to remain. Usually, it evaporates on the spot, but now only powder remains.Exploring it with the Dharma Eye, it looked nothing unusual, just like the dirt on the street, but upon closer inspection, I felt there was a strange fluctuation.

Enter Baoshan and return empty?
To be honest, Meng Fan was not willing to do this.

However, I just got a favor from brother Zhou Cang, so I was too embarrassed to ask, so I simply put it away and explored it later.

"Boss, what are our next plans? Oh, I almost forgot to mention that the little girl named Duoduo was picked up by her adoptive father."

"That's right, the orphanage promises to follow up regularly. I will go and check in from time to time when I have time."

After saying that, three eyes fell on Meng Fan.

"Let's see if there has been a murder case since last night and whether the unfilial person has been killed."

"Let's activate the police force's personal connections and think carefully about who can provide relevant clues."

Sit back and wait for the rabbit.

This is Meng Fan's countermeasure, because he doesn't know the direction of the plot and thinks it's better to just stick to the yellow fire earth.

However, how could it be possible that a person who bumps into the best actor would not have the aura of a protagonist?Since he doesn't want to be idle, he should give full play to his subjective initiative and there is a high probability that he will find something.

"it is good."

Huang Huotu nodded seriously.

The successive changes kept him in high spirits even after a sleepless night, and he could get back to high-intensity work with just a cup of coffee.

"You two, stop guarding me. Follow me to investigate the clues. Just call me if you need anything."

According to speculation, after the mastermind killed the mandrills that matched his destiny and sent them to the five prisons in turn, it was Huang Huotu's turn to help complete the military solution.

But it’s never easy to jump to conclusions.

In order to prevent Huang Huotu from being kidnapped in advance, Meng Fan sent two capable generals to follow...

"Well, you three take away the golden talisman, and I will arrange the portable magic circle."

Between immortals and mortals, the gap is like cloud and mud.

After all, he didn't figure out the man's way, so Meng Fan simply shed some blood for the sake of caution:

The golden talisman protects the body and the magic circle detects changes.

If the three-person team encounters an accident, he will be alerted immediately and rush over at top speed.

"receive."

No one here liked to mess around. After listening to the arrangements, taking away the things, they turned around and walked away.

Soon.

Only Meng Fan was left in the spacious side hall.

The reason why he did not leave Guosheng Renhe Palace was because he still owed the statue a Qinglong Yanyue Sword.

The art of weapon refining is very mysterious, not much worse than the way of alchemy and thunder. Meng Fan had read the relevant secret books in the ancestral sutra library, and occasionally tried it a few times. He is now considered a beginner.

Because of this, it is not difficult to refine a magical weapon, but if you want high quality...

The right time and right location are definitely indispensable.

Materials determine the lower limit and upper limit.

"Don't make things difficult for me, kid. Find a piece of pig iron, burn it with the true fire of Samadhi, and beat it to perfection yourself."

"The finished product weighs 82 pounds."

Is the true spirit still there?

Meng Fan knew in his heart that the commotion caused by the opening of the altar was too great. As the main god of the dojo, it was not unusual to be alarmed.

"By the way, the remaining powder in that pool is useless to a real person like you, but those guys who cultivate ghosts and immortals in the underworld will find it rare."

The sound stopped abruptly.

At this point, Meng Fan, who had no doubts, decided to start work.

(End of this chapter)