My mythology is different from yours

For a moment, Xuanzhi couldn't figure out what was going on, so he could only wait and see.She thought about a rhetoric, telling everyone, old and young, to calm down and give her some time to ask the reason of the god.

The clan elders in Jiuli City didn't make things difficult for her, even Xuanfu didn't pull her to find out the truth, but before leaving, he told her to find out the reason as soon as possible.

Xuanzhi nodded in response, and watched everyone leave, only she, the painter, and two Taoist boys who served the incense remained in the temple.

Outside the Shengzhao Hall, Father Xuan came out of the temple, and at a glance he saw all the clan elders waiting for him outside.

In Jiuli City, there was only one experience where the gods fell, the statues cracked, and the portraits disappeared. The new gods who are now preparing to meet have just painted their portraits. It's a good omen.

"In-laws, I'm afraid we need to discuss this matter carefully." The head of the Su family stepped forward over the crowd. The Xuansu family has an in-law relationship, and they are closer than others, so they naturally know more about the inside story, " Jiuli City is a huge city with a population of tens of thousands, so there must be no loss."

Father Xuan nodded and patted him on the shoulder: "Of course I know."

Who can stand here is not a big family in this city, and their wealth and foundation are all in this city.Although Jiuli City is located on the border between the two countries, after decades of development, the surrounding towns have been gathered together, and it is already a transit place between the two countries. It is on an important commercial line, otherwise everyone does not have to stick to this remote place , unwilling to leave.

"Ling'ai is still young and her cultivation base is weak. Although she has inherited the Xuanlao talisman, she will inevitably be unable to do so. It would be great if she could invite the gods. If she can't, then it's justified." The man paused, and continued, "It's just that we need to have one or two preparations."

"Brother Liu is right." Everyone nodded, and then said humanely, "Speaking of which, the 'Erlang Zhenjun' does have a bit of divine power, but it is not included in the divine book, and I am afraid it is not as good as Tianweixing enshrined by Elder Xuan. Jun."

"Hey, Tianwei Xingjun's death not only caused Jiuli City to lose its divine protection, but also caused chaos in many lands under Xingjun's control. Maybe it also affected other Xinglords in the fairy world."

"It's been a few days, and I haven't seen Xingyao sect monks coming, probably because they don't care about our Jiuli."

The patriarch surnamed Liu laughed when he heard the words, shook his head and said, "I don't think it may be the reason."

Everyone's discussion stopped, and they all looked at Patriarch Liu, but Xuan's father didn't understand, "What do you mean, Brother Liu?"

"Brother Liwen, I have something to say about the whole city, so don't take offense." The patriarch surnamed Liu expressed his apology first, and then he talked, "Jiu Li not only asked for help from a Taoist sect of Xingyao Sect, But now there is no response, although our Jiuli is not a big city, but the scale is not small, the safety of so many people, how can we just ignore it."

"Jiuli City is today thanks to the blessing of Elder Xuan. Your marriage with the Yun family is not only related to your two families, but also to the entire Jiuli City. The marriage of the Yun and Xuan families means that the Yun family To take over our Jiuli City, I think Elder Xuan finally chose the Yun family because of this consideration."

"Second Master Yun is a direct disciple of Great Master Qiu. The Taoist sects in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty don't care about the face of the Yun family, so they have to take care of the great master, right? If the Yun family doesn't speak up, which sect is willing to come to this muddy water? "

"Brother Liwen, we don't know what went wrong with the marriage between your mansion and the Yun family, but with all due respect, it doesn't matter whether Ling Ai can invite the so-called 'True Lord Erlang'. Belonging to the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Jiuli must not only overcome this difficulty, but also consider future development."

"The safest way now is of course to ask the Yun family to send the statue of Lord Yuan Chongtian. That is the righteous god who is in charge of etiquette and enlightenment. He is the main god enshrined by the Eastern Zhou Kingdom. It is not comparable to other gods."

Everything he said made sense, and everyone present had thought about it, even before the Adhan, they had thought about this level.He rubbed the center of his brows, looked back at the temple, "Forget it, let's go back to the city and talk about it."

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Inside the Shengzhao Hall, Xuanzhi was unaware of the discussions outside, she studied the portraits carefully, observing the changes in color.

At this time, the sky was already dark, and Daotong lit many candles in the hall, and the candlelight illuminated the hall extremely brightly, as if it were daytime.The painter is much more sensitive to color than Xuanzhi, he pointed to the slender waist of Xiaotiangou, and said: "Miss Xuan, the divine dog is also fading."

Xuanzhi immediately leaned over to take a closer look, the mica powder was actually not that snow-white color, but slightly beige, it should be a little warm yellow under the candlelight, but the Xiaotian dog in the picture now looks a little gray.

"Even the ink that outlines the lines has faded." The painter glanced at the sky outside the hall to estimate the time, and said, "If you don't make up the pen, the portrait will probably disappear completely by noon tomorrow. "

Xuanzhi's divine sense immediately sneaked into the talisman and headed for the temple on the lake. The jade-carved Roaring Dog on the shrine inside the talisman sat there in good condition, still looking up at the divine light.

She twirled a stick of incense and lit it, the jade god dog rolled its eyes, and the roaring dog happily jumped down from the shrine.

——So the portrait faded and disappeared, and it had nothing to do with whether she invited the gods or not.

Outside the talisman, the Roaring Dog appeared from mid-air and lightly landed on the altar. The painter and the Taoist boy in the hall were all startled, and then surrounded him in surprise.

A little boy shouted: "The Xiaotian Shengou is exactly the same as the one in the picture."

Xiao Tianquan turned his head to look at the portrait, and when he saw the owner of the portrait, he jumped on it happily, and was about to lick Erlang Shen's face.Xuanzhi hurriedly hugged the dog's butt and pulled it off the shrine—if he really licked it, Erlang's face would be a mess.

Xiao Tiangou was hugged by her, stretched his neck, raised his nose and sniffed at the portrait for a while, Xu recognized that there was no owner's breath in the portrait, it let out a mouthful of snort and lost interest.

Seeing its reaction, Xuanzhi let go of it hesitantly.

The Xiaotian dog immediately turned into a free wild dog, blowing in and out of the temple like a whirlwind, and the candles in the temple couldn't help shaking in the wind it brought.

The eyes of the four people in the hall followed the white shadow, and their heads almost turned dizzy.

Xuanzhi smiled dryly and said, "...the hound has more energy."

The Xiaotian dog had run wild enough and jumped onto the altar, took a fruit in his mouth and gnawed it in his arms.

The two little Taoist boys eagerly followed behind its buttocks, looking at the white dog on the altar table with sparkling eyes. It was the first time for them to see the god manifested, and it was so vivid, as if it was real.Both of them had "I really want to touch" written all over their faces.

But it's a god dog, if you touch it, wouldn't it be blasphemy?

"I have been painting gods for half my life, and this is the first time I have seen such a situation." The painter's gentle voice came to his ears, Xuanzhi turned his head to look, and saw him looking at the statue of Erlang Zhenjun with a sad expression, but his eyes fell It seems that it is not on the portrait, he said, "If the gods fall, all the gods and totems related to them will disappear in the world, but now that the Roaring Dog is still there, why can't the portraits remain?"

The painter thought for a while, "I must have made a mistake somewhere, let me go back and try a few more brushes and inks, and draw a few more portraits." After he finished speaking, he bowed his hands to Xuanzhi, and quickly picked up the good things , quickly left the temple.

Most of the tributes on the table were fruits and pasta. Xiaotiangou gnawed half and spit out half, and didn't like it. The two Taoist boys were very clever. They stretched out their hands and tugged at Xuanzhi's sleeves, and said crisply: "Fellow Taoists are here. Hold on, let's get some meat for the god dog."

Xiao Tianquan wagged his tail happily when he heard the meat.

Xuanzhi chuckled and nodded, "Thank you."

The two little Taoist boys jumped away happily.

There was only one person and one dog left in the hall, and the flickering candles all over the hall.

Xuanzhi stroked the roaring dog, then looked at the portrait again, the color on the portrait became more and more gray, the brush and ink seemed to be a little lighter, and the lines were blurred.

The Xiaotian dog lay on the table, just reaching her waist, the dog's nose sniffed at the purse on her waist, and snorted several times in disgust.I don't understand why she has to bring that sinister guy with her.

Xuanzhi was arched twice by it, stepped back half a step, and grabbed the purse at his waist.She rubbed the ashes in her purse, a wisp of black smoke spewed out from the mouth of the purse, as if squeezed out by her.

Shen Tutao glanced at the portrait on the altar from the black smoke, gloated and said, "You god doesn't seem to have such great powers."

Xiao Tiangou immediately stood up, bared his teeth and growled at him.However, it still remembered the discomfort of being thrown into its nose by black ash last time, and knew that it was just a ray of medium in front of it, so it didn't act rashly.

"It's better than you anyway..." Xuanzhi opened her mouth to refute, but when she saw Shen Tutao, she suddenly remembered their previous conversation. Xuanzhi pondered for a moment, and murmured, "You said that I can only exist here for a while, die Once you die, you will disappear completely, you will not be able to reincarnate, and you will not be able to leave any descendants.”

She is a foreign soul, so that's why.

Is it because the gods in the Chinese system such as Erlang God and Monkey King are not the gods of this world, although they can use her divine power to manifest for a while, but they can never leave their idols and be inherited by this world's incense?

"It seems that you have figured it out." Shen Tutao said leisurely, "Didn't you say it a long time ago, this is the only god in this world that you believe in."

Xuanzhi: "..."

As the night came, the demons had already begun to move around again. A densely populated city like Jiuli was as tempting to the demons as an opened can.

The Xiaotian dog has a keen sense of smell and can smell the breath thousands of miles away. Even if it is in a temple with a strong smell of incense, it can also smell the stench of demons outside the city.

It rushed up to the roof of the temple, raised its head and let out a series of barks.This place is located at the highest point of Jiuli City, and the howling of dogs is deafening, carrying the power of the gods to all directions.

This time, most of the residents in the city were still awake, and they went out to look around one after another.In Jiuli City, no matter the big or small dogs, they all barked together. For a while, the whole Jiuli City was full of dogs barking, which was more lively than the firecrackers set off during the New Year.

The demons who came at night were frightened away by the divine power before they reached the city, and the monks guarding the tower were much more relaxed.

Inside the Shengzhao Hall, Xuanzhi looked at the gloomy statue and patted his forehead in annoyance, "If this is the case, what should we do about Jiuli City?"

"Anyway, they are planning to sell you, so what do you care about them?"