Time flies in the morning.

It's time to open the door to welcome the pilgrims.

Xu Huan went to Sanmen Hall and opened the brand new door.

The feel of the door also becomes very subtle.

You know, there are two sacred generals, the Blue Dragon and White Tiger, in this door!

Xu Huan is just a young monk in the Qi training stage, how could he not panic?

I touched the door carefully, but before I opened it, I was frightened and took two steps back, like a frightened rabbit.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

He trotted back to the main hall, looking lingering in fear.

Seeing this, Cheng Fan asked in confusion: "Mingzhen, why did you make you so panic?"

"Master, that door...I'm a little afraid to open it."

Xu Huan cried and pointed to the mountain gate.

Cheng Fan was immediately amazed and laughed.

"Please give a hundred hearts. Both gods have already expressed their opinions. Even if you deliberately break the door, they will not care."

"Forget it, you can prepare first, there are already pilgrims on the way to ask for their hearts."

After saying that, Cheng Fan sorted out a table, put away Xiao Nannan's textbook, put incense, candles and other items, and then walked towards the mountain gate.

At the same time, several pilgrims came to the mountain gate together and opened their mouths in shock.

"Damn, am I blindfolded? Is this a palace?"

"My father, my eyes are also blurred. It shouldn't be, where is the small wooden door of Dripping Water View?"

The man was stunned when he heard this, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the scene in disbelief.

"There was a wooden door two days ago. In just a few days, how did it look like this? Is it still a drip view here?"

"I'm afraid it wasn't forcibly occupied by someone? No! The drip view is so effective, we can't let those businessmen who have lost their hearts take over it!"

"Okay! Let's go back and tell the people in the town, and we will help Principal Xiao Cheng seek justice!"

The man raised his arms and shouted, and the people behind him agreed, and the crowd was in full swing.

It seems that the destiny of the Deshui Temple has changed hands and turned into an unknown palace.

Crunch-

Cheng Fan suddenly pushed open the brand new viewing door, almost pressing the faces of the two gods of the Azure Dragon and White Tiger to the wall.

When he walked out the door, he said loudly, "Don't panic, all believers, this is the gate of Johor Bahru."

Hearing this, the pilgrims breathed a sigh of relief.

The man in charge smiled and said, "So that's it. I thought it was occupied by unscrupulous businessmen by the unscrupulous businessmen. That would not work! My son returned from the college entrance examination and returned, but I had not had time to fulfill his wish!"

"Congratulations to the Lord and congratulate the Lord."

Cheng Fan bowed slightly and bowed: "The trusted scholar Liao Zan, a small renovation is not worth mentioning."

"Please here."

A group of pilgrims followed Cheng Fan into the sight and were amazed at the relief statue on the door.

"What a mighty door god! It's lifelike and feels like it's real."

"It is worthy of being a blessed land of the immortal family, and the Dripping View is indeed well-known!"

"...Do you have to say this?"

"Haha! But I am not educated and I slept in Cao and traveled all over the world."

"What are you doing when you stand there? Take a photo! This is the first time I have seen such a cool door god."

"Indeed, other Taoist temples are like oil painted. They are just like the difference between graffiti and 3D printing."

Everyone entered the viewing, and the coolness that came to their faces took away all their fatigue.

The soreness of legs and feet suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Hey! It's so amazing! My arthritis is almost cured!"

"The fairyland, there is spiritual energy here!"

"Take you down, this is the fresh air in the mountains, where is there any spiritual energy?"

"That's right, you said there is spiritual energy, so I'll wait for the spiritual energy to revive, right?"

Hearing the pilgrims talking, Cheng Fan smiled without saying a word, and just took them all the way to the main hall.

"Statistician, when did you renovate it? Why do I remember that it was the same two days ago, but the changes have been so big today?"

Cheng Fan smiled faintly when he heard this, "Scholars should take them with admiration after three days of separation. Now technology is developing very fast, and a small renovation is not worth mentioning."

“…”

The pilgrims looked at each other.

Nowadays, is technology really that powerful?

"This wall... why do I feel that even the materials have changed?"

Cheng Fan quickly called, "So that's it, it's all right, nothing wrong."

"Dear believers, we have arrived. Please burn incense first. As usual, there is no need for incense money."

Xu Huan had already sorted out his Taoist robe and immediately came up to welcome the many pilgrims.

Cheng Fan wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead and breathed a little relieved.

The renovation was a bit bigger, no wonder the pilgrims were surprised.

Time passed by, and it was soon evening.

The pilgrims dispersed, and Cheng Fan closed the mountain gate and returned to the main hall.

After the evening class, Cheng Fan was preparing to practice the art of talismans.

Suddenly, my eyes darkened, and there was a figure in front of me, and Cheng Fan looked very familiar with her clothes.

Cheng Fan stood up and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that Lord Chenghuang suddenly visited and was in a misfortune. Please forgive me..."

The City God smiled, and familiarly took out three incense candles and worshiped the statue of the Three Qing Dao Ancestor God.

Then he turned around, bowed and smiled, "Congratulations to the real person, the Taoist temple has finally been renovated. This renovation is really extraordinary."

"I only looked at it twice, and my eyes were straight."

"The two gods of Qinglong and White Tiger actually took the initiative to surrender and condescend to your Sanmen Hall. There is also this powerful formation, the spiritual energy of the cave heaven and blessed land. It is really envious to others..."

The City God looked at Cheng Fan with awesome eyes, and his tone was also sour.

Cheng Fan smiled awkwardly and waved his hand and said, "It's just a lucky person."

Where did those two gods take the initiative to vote?

He left arrogantly, but returned in a dilemma.

God knows why they did it.

"Ahem, I wonder why Lord Chenghuang came today?"

The City God took a sip of spiritual tea and said, "First of all, it is to resist the right path gathering of evil cultivators. I have already contacted me. An invitation should be delivered in the past two days."

Cheng Fan almost sprayed out the spiritual tea in his mouth.

The man who was thrown down the mountain by Mingzhen this morning was the one who came to deliver the invitation.

The invitation was also burned by Cheng Fan.

Seeing Cheng Fan's face strange, the City God couldn't help but ask, "Zhengren, what's wrong with you? Why do you have such an expression?"

Cheng Fan twitched slightly and said lightly: "It's nothing. This party is basically no longer necessary, so I won't go."

The City God was puzzled, "Real person, why is this?"

"The crisis of the evil cultivator breaking the city has been resolved, just concentrate on dealing with the evil spirit." Cheng Fan said with a smile.

The City God was confused.

A few days ago, he was discussing with Cheng Fan how to deal with evil cultivators.

Why did you suddenly change your mind today?

What else is the crisis resolved?
Chapter completed!