After the immortal disappeared

Bai Ziqi raised his lips: "So, how do mortals worship the gods?"

"There is a temple of the wind god at the foot of the mountain. Qian Huan Zhenren said that the wind god is just one of his clones. He asked everyone to go there to burn incense and worship, and he would respond on his own."

As long as the spiritual energy is sufficient, it is not difficult for the immortals to "respond to every request."

But Bai Ziqi is a little interested in the "wind god": "Is the wind god the belief of these fishermen?"

"The people of Yinzhu Island have lived in the storm circle for many years, and the one they fear the most is the wind god!" This kind of natural power makes people worship, so the belief in the "wind god" came into being.

Bai Ziqi understood: "When did they start to worship the God of Wind?"

"It is said that it has been from ancient times to the present, but there is no exact beginning."

"Has Huan Zong appeared in the Temple of the God of Wind many times?"

"Yes, in the past, the God of Wind would appear every two or three months, either to bless or punish!" Bai Shiqi said, "But the last time he appeared was a year ago, when a serial murder case broke out on Yinzhu Island, and the victims all lost their heads in their sleep. The local authorities could not catch the murderer, and the civilians were worried. It was the God of Wind who appeared and directly caught the murderer. The civilians were very impressed and shouted that he was wise and holy."

If you only give rewards, others will be happy but not sensitive; you must use both kindness and power to make people fear and respect you. Huan Zong also understands the essence of this.

Bai Ziqi chuckled: "Master Qianhuan entered the Upside-down Sea more than 150 years ago. Regardless of whether there was a 'Wind God' at that time, it is now the shell of Master Qianhuan."

If there was a belief in the Wind God before Master Qianhuan arrived, then this belief has been usurped by Qianhuan.

Human life span is very short. As long as they reproduce for a few generations, the descendants will only worship Qianhuan as the real Wind God.

"Do they have to pay tribute to the income from their labor?"

"Yes. The civilians on the island must donate half of their income to the Wind God Temple. If they evade it, they will suffer a miserable fate."

Bai Ziqi nodded: "Sure enough, it's still the same way."

In the Upside-down Sea, Qianhuan and the disciples of the Huan Sect still enjoy the offerings of the civilians.

"But most of the islanders are willing to pay their tribute, because the Wind God will choose children with excellent roots and endowments to take to the fairy mountain and teach them the art of longevity!"

Bai Ziqi hummed.

Becoming an immortal is the lifelong dream of many people. If they can give their descendants a chance to cultivate and become immortals, the common people will be willing to endure any hardship.

"In addition, the Wind God will also protect them from the evil ghosts from the Upside-down Lake, also known as Yaksha!"

"Yakshas from the Upside-down Lake?" It's getting more and more exciting, "Is there an Upside-down Lake here?"

"Yes, it's in the southeast corner of Yinzhu Island. These two boat people said that the Upside-down Lake is the legendary 'ghost world', and the entrance is on Yinzhu Island. Usually, the Wind God will use his supreme magic power to separate the human world from the ghost world and protect Yinzhu Island from the invasion of Yaksha; but in the few days when the storm wall disappeared, the isolation between the two worlds was also opened, and Yaksha would rush into Yinzhu Island to eat and harm people." Bai Shiqi paused, "Before, these boat people were so nervous when they saw us, because they thought we were Yakshas from the Upside-down Lake."

"Didn't you say that the Upside-down Lake is on Yinzhu Island?"

" The boat people have always believed that it has an underwater secret passage connected to the open sea. "Bai Shiqi said again, "Yaksha suddenly launched a large-scale attack, killing people on Yinzhu Island and making a river of blood. The entire village, town, and even the residents of the small town were eaten up by Yaksha. This kind of thing has happened many times in the past, and every time, the people of Yinzhu Island have to pay a heavy price to repel the attack of Yaksha. "

Bai Ziqi was a little curious: "Why can't the 'Wind God' protect civilians when the storm wall disappears? What's the reason?"

"The power of the Wind God comes from the Storm Wall. During these ten days, the Storm Wall temporarily disappeared, and the Wind God naturally became weak. "

"Okay, okay." Bai Ziqi nodded, "Very reasonable."

People who believe in the Wind God probably think that there is no problem with the logic.

Unless they know, like Bai Ziqi, that the appearance and disappearance of the Storm Wall has nothing to do with Qianhuan Zhenren.

Bai Shiqi only asked so much, and the boat people knew limited things.

Bai Ziqi asked him again: "Have you put away the things that should be put away?"

"Yes!"

Bai Ziqi walked back to the edge of the sand table and saw a small dot moving on the plate. It was the fishing boat that had just left.

The two fishermen got a large ingot of silver, which was equivalent to several days' catch. They simply stopped fishing and rowed home directly.

Bai Shiyi watched from the side and couldn't help asking: "Master Dushi, do you think... do the other party know we are coming?"

Before Bai Ziqi answered, the subordinate who controlled the kite suddenly cried "ah" and covered his eyes.

"What?"

"I controlled the kite to fly lower, and as a result, a cold light flew out of the mountain, and then..." The man put down his hand, and his left eye was bloodshot.

He shared the vision and feelings with the kite. When the kite was attacked, he would also feel the pain.

"Which mountain?"

"Shi, Shilong Peak!"

Is it the highest peak of Yinzhu Island and the residence of Qianhuan Zhenren?

Bai Ziqi looked at Bai Shiyi: "Not only did they discover us, they were also observing us."

Otherwise, there are many birds on Silver Pearl Island, why did the people on Shilong Peak only kill this kite? "They know that this kite flew out from my ship. That is to say, they may have known that we just entered the storm circle."

This is reasonable. Immortals have their own immortal methods. How can they be at a loss when their territory is invaded?

Bai Shiqi asked: "What should we do now...?"

"Wait!" Bai Ziqi sat down, "Be patient."

While talking, he thought of He Xiao.

Where is this guy?

Although there are many uncertainties when sailing on the sea, Bai Ziqi has a hunch that He Xiao will most likely be able to catch up with this grand event as scheduled.

There is no reason, he just knows.

So, where is He Xiao digging a hole for him to jump into?

After more than half an hour, the small dot shown on the sand table docked at Yinzhu Island, and then went ashore.

…

The two boatmen got a windfall and had no intention of fishing, so they rowed back directly.

They did not live on the main island of Yinzhu, but on another small island three miles away.

However, as soon as the fishing boat docked, someone was waiting on the shore:

Three people in white, with wide robes, large sleeves and high buns, and indifferent faces.

They said bluntly: "You two, come down."

The two were shocked and scared.

"Hurry up!"

The two boatmen's legs were weak, and they knelt on the sand with a plop as soon as they got ashore: "Master Xian, we didn't do anything bad!"

"Who were those people on the sea just now?"

"They, they are passing sea merchants, and they just happened to see the storm lift, so they came in and asked us about the situation."

"What's the situation?"

The two told us everything about the conversation just now, not daring to leave out a single word.

The three people listened and sneered: "How dare you talk nonsense about the affairs of Xianshan? You are blinded by money!"

The boatmen were begging for mercy, and a man on the opposite side raised his hand, and a cold light flew out from his sleeve, hitting one of the boatmen through.

The other boatman was shocked and turned around and ran.

But before he could get up, the cold light chased out again and passed through his back.

The disciples of Huanzong reached out and checked them:

"No tracking magic."

"Who is the other party?"

"Anyway, they are here with bad intentions, let's go back and report to Master." The man grabbed a silver leaf and was about to throw it on the ground, but his fellow disciple said, "How long has the spiritual energy been cut off? You still want to fly back? Why don't you use it sparingly!"

The man thought it was right and immediately put away the silver leaf: "The other party has a lot of people, I'm afraid Master will be anxious."

"What's the use of having a lot of people? This is the cave of the ancient true immortal! Even if they have a hundred times more, they will die if they come in!"

The three jumped onto the fishing boat, pointed at the stern, and slapped the water wave spell:

"Let's go."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a wave rolling at the stern, pushing the fishing boat to the main island, without people paddling.

But the fishy smell in the boat was too strong, the three casually cast two cleaning spells, and still felt the stench lingering around their noses, so they simply held their breath and ignored it.

"I just find it strange. We can't get out of the paradise, so why can these people sail in?"

The man sneered: "You're seeking death, so of course you can get in."

"You mean, Master..."

"Don't mention it! Be careful that Master will punish you to keep silent for three years again."

The three chatted for a while, and no one noticed a strange insect lying on the bottom of the fishing boat.

This thing is not even as long as the little finger, and looks like a scorpion, but the tail hook does not curl up and has no sharp hook, but turns into several thin and forked whiskers, all black.

If He Lingchuan was here, he would probably recognize what this thing is. He encountered it in Yuheng City in Panlong World.

At present, this strange insect is hiding in the wooden cracks of the fishing boat, and the bottom of the boat is soaked in water. The three disciples of Huanzong on the boat are completely indifferent to it.

A quarter of an hour later, the fishing boat arrived at the main island. The three people found a place to dock at random.

As soon as they left, the strange insect emerged from the bottom of the boat, shook off the water on its body, spread its membrane wings and flew up, following the three people far behind.

The three people were walking, but they could take a step of more than five meters, and their posture was still leisurely. The strange insect flying in the air had to try its best to keep up.

There were voices ahead, as if it was a town.

The three people kept walking, but their figures disappeared from the spot.

Invisibility!

Fortunately, the strange insect could track the heat on people. In its sniffing perception, the three red and hot human bodies were still running, and they were running straight through the town without stopping for a moment.

But the townspeople coming and going could not see them at all, and had no idea that the three disciples of the Illusion Sect passed by them. At most, they felt the strong wind on their faces.

Living by the sea, you have to appreciate the unpredictable sea breeze, and they are used to it.

The strange insect did not dare to follow too closely, for fear of being discovered by them.

In this way, they went all the way to Shilong Peak and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The two boatmen were not lying. A huge temple was built at the entrance of Shilong Peak. The outer wall was three meters high, which was more than enough to be used as a city wall to defend against enemies.

The buildings inside were three or five stories high and were beautifully built. The plaques, column carvings, and couplets were all gilded, and the wood was painted with precious lacquer. It looked sacred and solemn in the lingering smoke.

This was the Temple of the God of Wind.