The fairy world collapsed, and the down-and-out gods were laid off and re-employed.

Wen Sheng Shenjun's cheeks turned red at what he said, "Nonsense, I was so drunk that I fell to the ground."

"I even heard you begging for mercy." Mo Yanxu was afraid that he wouldn't believe that they were colleagues, so he continued to tell him anecdotes, "And that time when the lotus root essence was making trouble in the sea, when you passed by, he looked at you with water in his face."

Wensheng Shenjun:...

"And the three-eyed child chopped the peach mountain with an ax to save his mother. You were watching the excitement and were knocked unconscious by the flying stones..."

"Okay, okay." Shenjun Wensheng interrupted him, "I always talk about what it does in the past, whether it's intentional or not."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't believe it? We are all colleagues in the immortal world, why are you so grand?"

It's okay not to mention it, but he couldn't suppress his anger when he mentioned Wensheng Shenjun. He pointed at Mo Yanxu and cursed: "Your Lingqing sect has taught traitors, which has depleted the spiritual energy of the world and made us precarious. Now you still want to rob me. of incense.”

"When did I take your incense?" Mo Jianxu complained, "Our faction can't even build a temple now, how can I take your incense? Don't spit on others with blood."

"Am I spitting blood? Let me ask you, why are you lecturing in a cave today, and why are you teaching so well?"

"Excellent people."

"Bah!" Wen Sheng Shenjun hugged his shoulders and said angrily: "I am really in conflict with your group..."

"You've become a god yet still engage in those feudal superstitions and have conflicts. Your destiny is in your own hands... You keep talking, keep talking." Mo Yansu quickly shut up when he saw that his face was getting worse and worse.

Wensheng Shenjun was originally a civil servant in heaven, in charge of the literary fortune of scholars in the world. Therefore, all scholars would come to worship him and ask for his blessing before gaining fame.

The incense in his temple is very strong, second only to the Temple of Wealth.

But since Ji Chen overturned the divine pillar supporting the sky and the people's belief in gods collapsed, his temple gradually declined.

One day, when he was traveling in the sky and passing by Sangzhou, he saw a group of people demolishing his temple. He was very angry and asked why they did this.

The common people said that since there are no good deities, it would be better to demolish the temple and build an academy.

In a rage, he revealed his identity to scare them off.

That was the time when the people hated the gods the most. Instead of being afraid, the people chased him, beat him, and threw excrement and water at him.

Immortals are also afraid of filthy things. His true body was damaged and he lacked the support of spiritual energy. After all this trouble, not only could the temple not be recovered, but he could not even return to the Heavenly Palace.

So he could only stay here, trying every means to restore the people's faith in him, collecting incense from them, hoping to return to the fairyland as soon as possible.

Since the statues in the temple were destroyed, he carved a stone statue of himself.

After the Yueyang Academy was built, he placed the stone statue at the entrance of the academy and spread the rumor that the person who enshrined the stone statue must be in high school.

But the students refused to worship God. They carried the stone statue to the back mountain together, found a random cave, threw it in, and sealed the entrance of the cave.

Until a few decades ago, the entrance to the cave was washed away by rain. The stone statue was discovered by students visiting the back mountain.

He repeatedly lowered his bottom line for the sake of incense. As long as someone believes in him and worships him, he will definitely let this person go to high school, no matter what his character or knowledge is.

The method was for him to come to the examination room invisibly and tell them the answers.

He thought this would attract more people to worship him. However, because of the improper results, those who passed the exam did not dare to publicize it, and only a few people knew about his manifestations.

Some students heard such rumors and looked down upon him, a god who did not distinguish between right and wrong and was only interested in profit. They often came and destroyed his altar table.

Unable to bear the disturbance, he painted those murals in the cave to intimidate those who disrespected him. For those who behaved more excessively, he would hit them with a ruler at night. In the end, he turned his reputation as a god into a curse.

"Then what did you tie me up to do?"

"How come you can easily win their admiration with just a few words? I think you, the Lingqing Sect, are just provoking me and trying to take away my incense."

"It won't be of much use if I take away your incense. You used the wrong method." Mo Yanxu said: "Students are not stupid. If you give them the results directly like this, it is tantamount to cheating on the exam. Who would worship a cheater? immortal?

Besides, these students have to pass the exam to become officials in the court. If you get some bastard into the officialdom, countless people will suffer. At that time, I'm afraid there will be more people who want to kill you than people who worship you.

You were also a master before you became an immortal. Why don't you understand the principle of "teaching a man to fish is worse than teaching him to fish?" "

The former Shenjun Wensheng would definitely understand what Mo Yanxu said. But now, for the sake of incense, he got into trouble and couldn't get out. He decided that it was the Lingqing Sect's fault, and he couldn't keep silent about taking full responsibility.

"Stop talking nonsense, I will burn you to death today and put your body under the archway to see if those students still dare not to take me seriously."

As he spoke, the flames in his hands grew brighter.

"Don't mess around! Someone will be killed, don't..." Mo Yanxu's face turned green when he looked at him, and he yelled crazily.

"Are you afraid now? Hum, it's too late!" As soon as Shenjun Wen Sheng finished speaking, there was a muffled sound above his head, and then his eyes went dark and he fainted.

Mo Yanxu stared at Jiang Zhixia behind Shenjun Wen Sheng in stunned silence. It took him a long time to come back to his senses and said, "I told you that someone would be killed, why did you do so harshly..."

Jiang Zhixia smiled sheepishly and threw away the "violent weapon" in her hand.

Lu Chennian stepped forward and cut the rope on his body, "The leader is also worried about you."

"I know...hey~ this is a big deal." Mo Jianxu knelt down to check the injury of Lord Wen Sheng. The back of his head was bleeding from Jiang Zhixia's blow.

"Xiao Liu'er, was it my magical weapon Qingcang Paperweight you just used?"

Jiang Zhixia shook her head, "No, the debt was paid to someone else at that time. Didn't you pay it yourself?"

"Then what did you do to beat him like this!?"

"Just the bricks I picked up on the road here." She looked innocent.

Mo Yanxu didn't know where to start, so he and Liu Mosi hurriedly bandaged Wensheng Shenjun's wounds.

Half an hour later, Wensheng Shenjun came to consciousness, covering his head. I found a bonfire burning next to me, and two fish were grilled next to it.

"Why did I fall asleep?"

"I don't know, have you stayed up too late recently?" Jiang Zhixia handed over a fruit that Liu Mosi had picked.

"No, I've been going to bed very early recently... Well, don't tell me that this fruit is quite sweet." Shenjun Wen Sheng chewed and felt something was wrong. He turned around and said, "Jiang Zhixia!"

When he shouted, his head was pounding and hurting. When he touched the back of his head, he found that there were several loops of cloth wrapped around it, and his head was twice as big.

"Okay, you sneak attack me."

"Nonsense! You were already lying there when I came. If you don't believe me, just ask them." She pointed at Lu Chennian and Liu Mosi.

"That's right. You were already lying on the ground bleeding when we arrived." Liu Mosi said it as if it was true, "I bandaged the wound."

Lu Chennian thought that his junior sister might not have learned lies from Jiang Zhixia.

Seeing that Lu Chennian was silent, Wen Sheng Shenjun thought that Lu Chennian was aware of his conscience and felt guilty, so he asked him: "Young man, tell me who hit me!"

Lu Chennian didn't want to "complicit" with Jiang Zhixia and the others, and didn't want to answer his words, but he felt that Lord Wen Sheng looked familiar. After careful identification, he recognized him and said:

"It turns out that Lord Wensheng is the monster in the red light just now."

"Ah I……"

"Oh! Are you scaring our new disciple?" Jiang Zhixia finally found the reason, "I said our disciple's brain is not working well and he can't remember anything! Did you cast a spell to harm others?"

"Don't be ridiculous, I have no incense and the offerings are about to disappear, so no one who sees me can remember what I look like."

"Ha! Ha! Don't think that I will believe this kind of thing. After our family A Nian woke up, he told me that he was thirty taels short of silver, right A Nian?"

"Young man, don't follow the bad example of your boss. Did you say that I stole money?"

Lu Chennian was stared at by the two of them and felt embarrassed to say anything. In extreme confusion, he opened his mouth and said: "No thirty taels..."

It was also true, but he didn't expect Jiang Zhixia to answer the question so quickly.

"If there's not thirty taels, then I remembered it wrong. Give us back twenty-nine taels!"

Shenjun Wen Sheng was so angry at her that his eyes were filled with stars, and his wounds were aching. "You Lingqing sect bullied others too much. I will fight with you today."

Mo Yanxu and Liu Mosi stopped him.

Mo Yanxu pulled and persuaded: "Old Wen, Old Wen, look at me! Look at me! Give me some face."

Lord Wen Sheng gave him a look, "Go away too!"

He couldn't hit Jiang Zhixia several times, so he stomped his feet in anger, and finally squatted on the ground and cried loudly, "What evil have I done to expose you colleagues? Heaven cannot go back, and it will disappear. Now I am beaten by you." He hurt his head and falsely accused me of stealing money. I won’t survive!”

Jiang Zhixia felt that Yu Yi had cried enough to make her panic, and now there was a more powerful one.

She was irritated in her heart and spoke a little hastily, "Wow~ That's not the reason why you kidnapped my senior brother. The person who pushed down the sacred pillar is already dead, and our Lingqing sect has paid all the compensation it deserves. What else do you want? ? How about I apologize to you and pay you 20 yuan for medical expenses?"

"I want you to kowtow and admit your mistake, otherwise I will sue you to heaven..."

"Okay, okay." As soon as Jiang Zhixia heard that she could solve the problem, she knelt down without thinking and was pulled up by Lu Chennian.

"You are the leader of the Lingqing Sect, how can you kneel to such a person so easily?"

He looked at the cheating Shenjun Wensheng indifferently and said, "If you want to sue, you can just let the Emperor of Heaven see if what you have done over the years is worthy of being called an immortal."

"Am I not worthy of you? If we change places, you will probably do more cruel things than me."

Mo Yanxu interjected: "No, no, if it were us, we would never do such a thing. There must be a better solution to this matter."

"Hmph, I can also say empty words." Shenjun Wen Sheng said disdainfully.

"Well, how about we compete." Mo Yan said: "Whoever has more followers within ten days will win. There are no restrictions on the method. But there is a prerequisite: no harm to the people."

"Okay, okay." Jiang Zhixia fanned the flames, raised the stakes, and said to Wensheng Shenjun: "If you lose, you will give Wen Shen to my senior brother from now on, and you can find a place to plow the land by yourself."

"What if I win?"

"Then you are still a literary god..."

Wensheng Shenjun was so angry that he really thought he was a fool, didn't he?

"If I win, your Lingqing sect will kowtow to me and admit your mistake, and your head Jiang will be my maid for three years to raise incense for me."

"Okay." Jiang Zhixia agreed readily.

"Wait a minute, I have one more request." He said: "In order to prevent your Lingqing sect from making small moves behind the scenes because of its large number of people, we also need to invite the Celestial Immortals to be witnesses.

His status must be above that of the God King, he must be impartial and selfless, and he must be familiar with the laws of heaven. Otherwise, he has no right to judge whether I lose or win. "

"Where can I find such a person for you..." Jiang Zhixia was about to deny it. But suddenly she remembered that she seemed to really know such a person.

After two sticks of incense, Xie Zezhi stood among them and asked Jiang Zhixia with a straight face: "Do you think I am very idle?"