All the Three Realms know that the Heavenly Emperor has a white moonlight

The Marshal Yuqing Temple in Anyi City is the first temple Lingxiao owns in the world.

The Marshal Temple is located in Bisongjian, the southernmost part of Anyi City, surrounded by green trees and surrounded by Bixi River, which is quite quiet and elegant.

The scale of the temple is not too big. There is a white marble archway in front of the temple, engraved with pine cranes, spirit deer, turtles and other Taoist spiritual objects, and there are flying dragons and phoenixes occupying the center, which looks very majestic and solemn.

However, Ling Xiao remembered that there was no archway here before, and it must have been built by later generations.

Several people stepped over the gate hall and entered the main hall, and they saw Marshal Yuqing nine feet high in the middle.

The facial features of the god statue are graceful and majestic. It is still the image of holding a sword in the left hand and holding a flower in the right hand. It is similar to the statues in the capital, except that the statues in the capital are taller and more beautiful.

This small temple has gone through decades, and the god statue is also soaked in incense day and night. Now the stone statue contains the strong power of faith released by believers.

If Ling Xiao uses these powers of faith, I'm afraid his cultivation will go even further.

Looking at the extremely finely carved statue in the temple, Ling Xiao couldn't help but stop in front of the stone statue.This statue was carved for him by Tan Yuan himself.

For three whole years, Tan Yuan has always personally held a hammer and chisel, carefully sculpting, polishing the stubborn stone into his appearance bit by bit.

Before the catastrophe in the lower realm, he never thought that one day he would be able to live in a temple in a dignified manner and be worshiped by the people.

After all, in the human world, no one knows the existence of Ling Xiao except those monks or ghosts hundreds of years ago.

Before Lingxiao's merits and virtues were completed and ascended to the heavens, he was just a casual cultivator with no name and no surname.

No one knew which sect he studied under, no one knew which mental method he practiced, no one knew where this handsome man who made all the female cultivators feel ashamed came from.

They only knew that this noble and elegant man was actually a monk with blood on his hands.He doesn't like fine wine, doesn't like beauty, doesn't admire power and money, and doesn't love the world.He seemed to be born without human emotions, and he only had one thought in his mind, which was to kill all the demons and heretics he saw.

However, this man is only interested in killing demons and demons, so although he is a bit independent, he is at peace with righteous monks.

Until hundreds of years ago, when the barrier of the human world was broken, a large number of demon cultivators poured in, and began to slaughter the people recklessly.Even if monks from various sects form an alliance, it is difficult to parry such a large number of demon cultivators for a while, not to mention there are demons, spirits, ghosts, monsters, etc. who secretly collude with the demon cultivators to take advantage of the opportunity to make trouble.

At that time, the world in the human world was in chaos, demonic cultivators attached themselves to people's hearts, and caused chaos in the war. The monks struggled to support them, but they couldn't stop the speed at which people's hearts were bewitched and corrupted.

For a while, it seemed that the whole world was about to be swallowed by the demons.

At this moment, Ling Xiao stood up out of nowhere. The young monks in green clothes and white clothes possessed a profound and almost terrifying cultivation base. One person and one sword slaughtered hundreds of thousands of demon cultivators in the demon world like chopping melons and vegetables.

But he himself doesn't seem to know the pain and doesn't get tired. The wounds brought to him by the enemy will heal at an unimaginable speed, and he doesn't care about the big and small wounds on his body.

In the end, Ling Xiao and Mo Xiu fought for seven days and seven nights, and Mo Xiu's body filled the deepest abyss in the human world into flat ground.

And the supreme merit of killing demon cultivators and protecting the world sent Ling Xiao to the heaven, and became a Daluo Jinxian with perfect merit.

However, that bloody battle is only legendary in the cultivation world, and no one knows about Ling Xiao's deeds.Naturally, people will not build temples and monuments for him.

However, Ling Xiao didn't care about these little things.

When he was in the heaven, Ling Xiao walked alone and didn't feel lonely.After all, there is still an unmatched handsome emperor in the heaven, and that majesty looks more lonely than him.

Therefore, even if he didn't have half a share of the incense in the world, he had been in the heaven for hundreds of years like this.

"This statue is said to have been made by my lord father?" Yun Jinghu also stared at the statue for a long time, but the appearance of the statue...

It's clearly the appearance of his father's queen!

Even if the statue has been smoky every day and is no longer as glamorous as it used to be, Yunjing Lake can immediately see that the statue is completely carved according to Yun Xi's appearance.

Shen Lingjun smiled: "Your Majesty, the folklore is true. However, I didn't have the honor to witness the face of the Holy Empress, but I don't know if the rumors that this statue is the same as the Holy Empress are true?"

Yun Jinghu snorted arrogantly: "My father's empress is unparalleled in martial arts. When he was alive, which general in the world dared to be the number one? The statue in the marshal's temple can be somewhat like my father's empress, or this Marshal Yuqing luck."

Hearing this, Ling Xiao glanced at his son with a complicated expression.

To what extent does this child worship him?Why does it feel like this cub is going to heaven without training?

Is this supposed to praise the child for his filial piety, or should he praise him for his confidence in his father?

"Your Majesty's words are very true." Shen Lingjun tugged at the corners of his mouth, touched his nose and looked at the statue in the middle of his eyes, silently cursing in his heart: Marshal Tianjun is above, the villain's casual words are not from the heart, but to perfuse the boss , Just mess with the future.

As the main god of this temple, Ling Xiao's expression became more complicated when he overheard Shen Lingjun's heartfelt words.

However, he can only hear the voices of his followers.

For example, Shangguan Muyun, his master and his apprentice, and Qinglian, perhaps because they had other beliefs, Lingxiao couldn't hear their voices at all.

Sensing someone entering the temple, more than ten people came out of the guest rooms in the backyard of the temple.

Among the crowd, a sword cultivator in white and green shirt walked in the front.That Jian Xiu has handsome eyebrows and starry eyes, is as tall and straight as a pine tree, and looks extraordinarily extraordinary.

The people around him surrounded him consciously or unconsciously, which showed that his status was considered the most respected among this group of people.

However, when Ling Xiao saw the crescent-shaped scar that appeared in the corner of the opponent's eye, he raised his eyebrows slightly. Isn't this the little crescent moon back then?

He still remembered that when he rescued Little Crescent Moon, she was still a little brat who was scared out of his wits.

Little Crescent Moon's parents died at the hands of the monster, and his parents dragged the monster to win him a glimmer of hope of escape.

Fortunately, the sacrifices of his mother and father were not wasted. At the last moment, little Yueya waited for Lingxiao who traveled alone in Kyushu and all over the world.

The low-level monster who was not in the class didn't even survive a round under Ling Xiao's hands, and was beaten back to its original shape. It was a locust tree demon.

Ironically, this locust tree grows in the yard of Crescent Moon's house. Although his parents don't say how well they take care of it, they never stop fertilizing and irrigating it occasionally.

However, demons have no humanity, only nature.Especially this kind of low-level and ignorant little monster will only instinctively look for 'nutrients' that can make him stronger. This nutrient can be water, fertile soil, or human flesh and blood.

Looking at the body of the dryad in the courtyard that had been chopped into dead trees by the lightning, Ling Xiao turned around and planned to leave.As for the kid in the yard with blood on his face, he didn't want to meddle in his own business.

He has always only exterminated demons, regardless of common things.

However, the child stared at Ling Xiao without saying a word, neither begging him nor crying, but silently wiped off the blood on his face.The skin near the corner of his eye was scratched by the branch of the locust tree demon, and there was a crescent-shaped wound.

Looking at the child's deadly eyes, Ling Xiao couldn't bear to turn around and leave after all.He took the child all the way south, and finally threw the child at the mountain gate of a cultivating immortal sect.

After all, in this chaotic human world, many adults are like weeds in the wind, unable to protect themselves, let alone a child who has lost the protection of his parents.

Let him stay in the sect of cultivating immortals, no matter good or bad, he can always find a safe place to stay.

Along the way, Ling Xiao didn't ask the child's name, but just saw the wound between his eyebrows shaped like a new moon, so he jokingly called him Little Crescent Moon.

The child also seemed to understand that it was the utmost benevolence for Ling Xiao to send him to the mountain gate, and he didn't make any more demands on Ling Xiao. People pick it up.

Because Lingxiao told him: "The old Taoist priests in this Qingxu temple are the worst people. They eat vegetarian food on weekdays, and even an ant is afraid of being trampled to death. If you stay here, at least you can earn a little life." .”

Ling Xiao was right, most of the people in Qingxu Temple were really soft-hearted and kind-hearted. Seeing a lonely child at the door, he took the initiative to accept him as a disciple of the sect.

The stars have changed, hundreds of years later, the children of those days are now tall and straight, like pine and bamboo.

Noticing that Ling Xiao's gaze stayed on him for a while longer, the man immediately turned his head to look over, only to see a pair of clean and clear eyes and an ordinary face.

"Master Chu, this is Lord Shen Lingjun, the county magistrate of Anyi." Steward Zhou stepped forward to introduce the man with a bow, interrupting the man's inspection of the crowd inadvertently.

In order to prevent his identity from being seen through at a glance again, Yunjinghu borrowed a magical weapon from Lingxiao to cover his breath. When he stood behind Shen Lingjun, the group of monks did not see that the luxuriously dressed man in front of him was The current emperor.

I can finally have a private visit with peace of mind.

Chu Hanyi nodded to Shen Lingjun faintly, and bowed his hands together: "This seat is Chu Hanyi, the master of Qingxu Guan, and I have long admired Mr. Shen Qingming's name."

Chu Hanyi is now more than five hundred years old, and his cultivation base is already among the top experts in the world of cultivation, roughly comparable to Mo Yun, and above Shangguan Muyun.

Therefore, even if his attitude was a bit cold, Shen Lingjun didn't feel offended in the slightest.

After all, in front of a group of monks who are several times or even dozens of times his age, he is only a young junior.

"He Huan, the elder of the next Qimen, met Mr. Shen."

"The main boat of Tianfeng Cave is self-balancing..."

"Lingtai Mountain..."

The rest of the monks also stepped forward to introduce themselves.

Although they are cultivators, they cannot escape the troubles of the world.Facing the government and the court behind the government, they naturally would not reject the possibility of taking the initiative to make friends.

Shen Lingjun stepped forward and bowed deeply to everyone: "I represent the people of Limin in Anyi City, thank you all the immortals for coming to help justice."

With a sincere tone and clear eyes, the young man quickly won the favor of the monks present.

"These guys are the same as everyone else, they came here to subdue demons." Shen Lingjun said, and took another step to the side, revealing Lingxiao and Yunjinghu behind him, "I hope you will kill them all!" Together, we will overcome this calamity.”

Hearing these words, all the people present became strangely silent again.

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