Gods and Immortals

Fengqiu City is not far from the Yellow River, only a few miles away.

There are many fishermen in the city who rely on the Yellow River for their livelihood. They will go out early and return late to catch fish and shrimp on the river to make a living.

Therefore, the fishermen were the first to notice any slight changes in the water of the Yellow River, and when the news spread back to the city, it would naturally cause great panic.

Mo Xuan knew that this big river would flood in the next few thousand years, but he didn't expect that in the era of great merchants, the common people would be terrified when they heard that the Yellow River was flooding.

"It seems that the Yellow River in the Shang Dynasty was flooded..." Mo Xuan muttered a few words, riding on Xiao Hei's back, watching the residents in the city packing up their belongings and leaving the city to avoid disaster, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing secretly.

"Three gentlemen, don't be afraid. The talk about the water god is all nonsense." Chilong said angrily, "There is a water temple by the river. I don't know when it was built. It does not enshrine our great merchants. Your Majesty appointed Xuanming Water God to enshrine Yu the Great of the previous dynasty! It is simply absurd!"

With a look of anger on his face, Chilong turned his head and asked the three of them, "The three young masters are from Jin'ao City, they are well-informed, and they must educate those foolish people well!"

Feng Wuyi and Ziwang looked at each other, not knowing what to say.

Feng Wuyi is not from a great merchant, and he is not interested in the water god appointed by the king of Shang. Although Zi Wang is a Chaoge native, he is just a commoner. When he went to the holy temple, he did not pay attention to the water god. Who is worshiped.

Only Mo Xuan smiled faintly, knowing a lot about the matter.

"The god of Xuanming appointed by the king is the grandson of the sage Huangdi, named Zhuanxu. After his death, he was promoted to the emperor of water virtue in the north. His status is much higher than Dayu..." Mo Xuan explained.

Chilong was overjoyed, "Mr. Moxuan is indeed knowledgeable and versatile!"

"But there is one thing that is difficult..." Mo Xuan glanced at Chilong, "This water god, Yu, is a god often worshiped by the priests of the Temple of the Witch God. How can you make the three of us fight against the Temple of the Witch God?"

Chilong was slightly stunned, and only then remembered that Mo Xuan, Feng Wuyi, and Zi Wang were all from Jin'ao Academy.

Although the dean of Jin'ao Academy is Grand Master Wen Zhong, who belongs to the military, but the teachers and the secrets of immortality are all taught by the wizard priests of the Wushen Temple, which means that these three people can also be regarded as students of the Wushen Temple It is impossible for them to criticize Dayu whom the priests identified.

Chilong looked a little embarrassed, "Since it's inconvenient, I'll take care of it..."

"But the city lord, don't worry, the three of us are martial arts students, and we will definitely not be a disservice to the city defense army..." Mo Xuan said lightly: "The three of us are just here to see what kind of water god, whether it is true or not."

Chilong's face softened, "Since it's my family, of course the Lord of the city can't force it...Come here, protect the three young masters!"

After drinking, Chilong nodded and drove his horse forward.

Feng Wuyi pursed his lips and said: "It seems that we are not needed, so they run faster...their city defense army, it seems that they don't like the Witch God Temple very much?"

Mo Xuan said slowly: "It's not just them, the entire royal court probably doesn't like it..."

Zi Wang widened his eyes, "How do you say that?"

"Ziwang, you have lived in Chaoge for a long time. If something goes wrong with Chaoge, do you think the common people listen to the priest or the city lord?" Mo Xuan laughed.

"Of course I listened to the priest!" Zi Wang replied immediately: "The priest can divination, what help can these city defense troops..."

"So, rise to the level of the Temple of the Witch..." Mo Xuan lowered his voice, and said slowly, "There is a problem with the big merchant, are you the King of Xin, or the Temple of the Witch?"

"Witch..." Zi Wang hesitated a little, "The temple..."

Feng Wuyi's eyes were burning, "We can't interfere in this matter..."

Zi Wang frowned, "I still wanted to be a general to make my mother famous, but now it seems that it is better to be a priest..."

"Hey, anyway, you also have the talent of earth magic, so it's not impossible to become an army wizard in the future..." Feng Wuyi comforted Ziwang, "Look, there are so many people in front!"

Mo Xuan looked up, and saw a rather vast corn field in front of him. A row of willow trees several meters high were planted beside the field. Mark of.

Behind the willow grove was a dike that was slightly higher than the city wall of Fengqiu City. At this time, there were thousands of people surrounding the dike, and the bustling people didn't know what to look at.

"Get out of the way! The city lord is here!" The guard next to him yelled loudly, and the people on the embankment turned their heads to look over, but few people made way for Chilong.

Chilong's face darkened, and he waved to the sergeant beside him, "Go, arrest the rumor-monger who gathers the crowd!"

"Yes!"

Hundreds of soldiers prepared their swords and were about to go up and arrest those sacrificial people immediately. Mo Xuan saw from a distance that the old man who was looking for him to reason with at the gate of the city before was also kneeling on the river embankment. There is a plaque that they carried over thousands of miles away.

"Water God Sacrifice Ceremony has begun, who dares to make noise!" The crowd shouted loudly, and a bald man in a moon white robe walked out slowly.

Mo Xuan recognized it at a glance. This person was wearing the priest's robe of the Wushen Temple, and he didn't know if it was Yabu or Buzheng.

Suddenly at this moment, Wu Nu's voice came over, "Master, this priest is a demon clan with about three rounds..."

"Monster clan?!" Mo Xuan looked up and down the bald priest. The priest's eyes were slightly orange-yellow, and the two slender mustaches around his mouth were like two fish whiskers. At first glance, he thought that this person had a square face, but when Wu Nu reminded him, Mo Xuan suddenly thought, "Is this guy a fish demon?"

"It's a carp demon..." Wu Nu said slowly.

Mo Xuan took a look at Chilong's cultivation base. His cultivation base was higher than his own, and his specific realm could not be detected directly based on his breath, but his divine sense had an impression of other round-level cultivation masters, so he could compare Chilong's To a certain extent, this is the benefit of being strong enough.

"The aura is stronger than Wuji... much lower than Yuheng'er..." Mo Xuan didn't need to ask Wu Nu, he felt it secretly, and speculated that Chilong's cultivation base was about the late stage of the second round...

In this case, there is no chance of winning against the carp demon, especially on the premise that there is a rolling Yellow River nearby. The fish demon can use water power to enhance the water magic at any time, and it is even more difficult for everyone to fight.

"Let's see what this fish demon is going to do first..." Mo Xuan secretly thought to Wu Nu.

"Master, Duobao Toad seems to smell something..." Wu Nu said.

Mo Xuan raised his brows, "Okay, I haven't used Duobao Toad since I took it, let him go out and look for it this time!"

"Master, please delay the fish monster and don't let it go into the water. The shaman guessed that it was probably because the fish monster had collected some good things that it attracted Duobao Toad..."

Mo Xuan nodded, it seemed that he had to intervene.

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"Which priest are you?" Chilong frowned and glanced at the bald head, seeing that he was wearing priestly robes, he didn't dare to force him.

"Me?" The bald head smiled faintly, "I am Bu Zheng from the Temple of the Witch God, and I have a jade plaque to prove it!"

As he spoke, the bald priest took out a jade token from his pocket. The purity of this jade token was indeed a proof of identity that only the Witch God Temple could afford.

Mo Xuan squinted his eyes and saw that the jade plaque said "Golden Carp Wuzheng", and the workmanship was quite fine, not like a fake.

Chilong looked back at Mo Xuan with some hesitation, as if he didn't know the authenticity of the identity card, and wanted to ask for help...

Mo Xuan shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't know the truth.

Spiders like Yanzhu Dabu, and tiger monsters like Vice President Baihe can all be priests and wizards of the Temple of Witches.

With a calm expression, Chilong pointed at the priests on the embankment and said, "I heard that someone here prayed to the river god to flood Fengqiu City? Please give me the priests for such rioters!"

Mo Xuan glanced at the old man on the river embankment. At this time, he was kneeling and bowing towards the west bank of the river. There was a golden-roofed temple in the willow forest. I don't know what material it was built of. To dazzle.

"Oh! My lord, haven't you never believed in the existence of gods and miracles? Why do you believe in them now?" Among the priests, some young and middle-aged people sneered at Chao Chilong.

After all, Chilong is also the majestic Fengqiu city lord, and it certainly doesn't look good to be ridiculed by ordinary people like this.

At this time, the bald priest stretched out his hand slightly, signaling to the crowd not to make any noise, without even saying a word, those young people immediately shut up, and followed the priest team slowly forward in fear, not daring to raise their heads again.

Seeing that he had no prestige among these people, Chilong suddenly became angry from embarrassment, "Jin Li Buzheng, these disorderly people are deceiving the public with their lies, I will take them down today!"

"How dare you!" The bald priest stared at his orange eyes, waved his hand, and a stream of misty water shot out from the Yellow River, coiled on the priest's arm, ready to attack at any time, "You detain those water god's animals, I haven't troubled you yet, but you dare to interfere with my sacrificial ceremony!"

Seeing this posture, Chilong suddenly lost his temper, secretly gritted his teeth and dared not respond.

Seeing the smug face of the bald priest, Mo Xuan yelled at him, "Since you have water magic, how can you become a priest? Don't you want to be a wizard?"

The bald head turned his head and glanced at Mo Xuan, "Who are you?"

"I am Jin'ao City, a student of Jin'ao Academy..." Mo Xuan smiled and said, "The Flame Spider Dabu should be famous in the Wushen Temple, I wonder if you can recognize him?"

The bald head froze for a moment, his face immediately relaxed, and he looked at Mo Xuan with a smile and greeted him, "It turns out that he is from the Jin'ao Academy. How is Yanzhu Dabu recently? How is Vice President Baihe?"

"It turns out that he is really a member of the Temple of the Witch God..." Mo Xuan was slightly happy, so he had an excuse to delay the carp demon to Duobao Toad to find the treasure. (To be continued.)