"Although there is no attempt to suppress the Tao, Buddhism is like yin and yang, one waxes and wanes and the other grows. The royal family worships Buddhism and exerts influence from top to bottom. Naturally, fewer people believe in the Tao." Chen Ling responded.

Qin Yao nodded silently: "You go and prepare a place for the wives of this city god. I'll sit here and wait for the six priests to come back."

"Yes, sir." Chen Ling responded, then nodded and bowed, leading the girls out of the main temple.

"Crack."

After watching their figures disappear from sight, Qin Yao pulled out Chen Ling's long bench from behind the table and placed it gently in front of the statue.

Immediately, Jin Dao Da Ma sat in the middle of the bench, and his spiritual consciousness flew out of his head and merged into the golden body of the City God behind him. However, he found that the inside of the golden body was empty, and there was no trace of the incense and aspiration used for practice...

This is interesting.

Even if the previous city god took all the incense and wishes with him when he left, then between the time he left his job and when he came to take office, no one would come to offer incense?

Thinking of this, he summoned Xuanyuan Sword, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, looking indifferently towards the door.

In the backyard, Chen Ling quickly arranged for several Chenghuang wives, and based on the panic in his heart, he hurriedly escaped and came to a splendid manor. At the banquet, he found his boss Hei Wuchang.

"Old man, didn't I let you see the temple? Why did you come here?" Hei Wuchang frowned and asked with an unkind expression.

Chen Ling listened and said: "Eighth Master, Lord City God is here."

Hei Wuchang's eyes narrowed and he asked in a low voice: "Did the City God ask you to come?"

Chen Ling hurriedly shook his head: "That's not true. I sneaked out on my own. His old man is waiting in the temple at the moment. Master Eight, I don't think this man has a good temper. Why don't you call some adults quickly?

Go back?"

Hei Wuchang was hesitant. At this moment, a young monk wearing a white Five Buddha crown and a white embroidered robe, with an elegant temperament and a charming and handsome face came to them and asked with a smile: "Two

You don't drink wine, what are you muttering about here?"

After he asked this question, Hei Wuchang stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Holy Buddha, to be honest, my immediate boss of the City God's Temple, the City God, has arrived, and it's time for us people to go back."

"The city god has arrived."

Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Isn't this a coincidence? I just invited him to attend my birthday party."

Hei Wuchang's heart skipped a beat and hesitantly said: "Holy Buddha, isn't it good..."

On the first day that the new City God took office, he came to wish the Thousand-Armed Saint Buddha a birthday. If this news spread, it would inevitably weaken the reputation of the City God.

Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha shook his head and said: "Double happiness comes to your door, what's wrong with it?"

Hei Wuchang subconsciously looked at the bull-headed and horse-faced gold and silver generals, but found that all of them were silent and had no reaction at all.

However, before he could speak again, Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha immediately asked the guests in the hall: "Which brother is willing to go to the City God's Temple for the poor monk and invite our City God here?"

"I'm going!"

In the table room, in the crowd, an immortal wearing red robes stood up and laughed: "I just don't know what kind of birthday gift this new city god can come up with in such a hurry."

The Thousand-Armed Saint Buddha said with a smile: "It's good when the person arrives. I have received quite a lot of gifts today, no less than one or two. I may even give him a few as greeting gifts when the time comes."

The guests laughed loudly, but the six gods of the City God's Temple frowned, but in the end they didn't say anything more.

The previous City God failed in the battle with the Thousand-Armed Sacred Buddha and was suppressed for eight hundred years. Even the City God's Temple became the demon-suppressing yamen of the Shu Kingdom. It obeyed the orders of the national master and was responsible for dealing with evil and harming people, and solving all kinds of supernatural incidents.

How dare they fall out with the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha for a boss who has never met him under the roof?

in the crowd.

Chen Ling was inexplicably frightened.

On the first day that the City God came here, he would be trampled under the feet of the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha, right?

Moreover, if the City God loses face at this banquet, then the entire City God Temple may not be able to hold its head up in the future.

Thinking of this, he glanced at his boss who didn't dare to do anything else, gritted his teeth, ran away, and rushed to the Chenghuang Temple as hard as he could.

Soon after, Chen Ling led the red-clothed immortals to the Chenghuang Temple. Looking at the old man sitting with a sword, he knelt down on the ground with a thud: "Sir, the lower official is guilty!"

Qin Yao's eyes were puzzled: "What crime is there?"

Chen Lingdao: "After settling several wives, I originally wanted to go to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and invite some of my superiors back, but unexpectedly I alerted the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha.

The Holy Buddha has now sent Master Chiyun to invite you to the banquet. If you go, you will lose your prestige. If you don't go, you will offend the Holy Buddha. This is all my fault, please punish me."

Qin Yao was about to reply when he suddenly felt a wave of magic power outside the City God's Temple, and then a Taoist immortal in red entered without warning and appeared in front of the temple door.

"Chen Ling, what are you doing?" Master Chiyun asked calmly as he looked at the scene in the temple.

Chen Ling said hurriedly: "I'm here to persuade Lord City God to attend the banquet."

He was eager and quick-witted, and this reason was enough to explain to the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha.

Master Chiyun snorted coldly: "Looking like you? Get out of here, don't be an eyesore here!"

"Ha." Qin Yao couldn't help laughing and said: "You really didn't take me seriously when you scolded me as a priest in my temple!"

Hearing this, Chen Ling, who had originally planned to get up, did not dare to move, and his thoughts kept swaying like candlelight in the wind.

Master Chiyun sneered: "I only have Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha in my eyes. I don't even know where you came from. Why should I think so highly of you?"

Qin Yao stood up slowly and said, "You don't even know who I am, so aren't you afraid of being kicked on the iron plate?"

"I am the iron man."

Master Chiyun said indifferently: "Stop talking nonsense and follow me to see the Holy Buddha. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Qin Yao smiled silently, and the body holding the sword suddenly rose up, flying across the sky like lightning. The Xuanyuan Sword in his hand released the supreme sword energy and slashed at the opponent's figure.

"Qiang!"

Master Chiyun pulled out the red sword shining with red light in his hand, and poured mana crazily into the sword body, causing the red sword to explode six feet long.

"Bang."

Xuanyuan Sword and Red Sword collided fiercely in mid-air. After a crisp sound, the Red Sword instantly broke into two pieces. The cut was smooth and the cross-section was clean.

Master Chiyun's pupils suddenly shrank and he quickly retreated, trying to distance himself from him.

However, no matter how fast he retreated, Qin Yao's mind couldn't move faster.

As soon as he thought of it, the Kingdom of God appeared, overlapping the time and space of the temple.

The next moment, with the explosion of the law of time and space, Master Chiyun was obviously flying back, but the distance between him and Qin Yao did not change at all, and even got closer and closer.

Master Chiyun finally panicked, and the great terror between life and death swallowed him up like a shadow, making him extremely frightened. He knew he couldn't escape, but he still tried his best to escape.

Qin Yao walked toward him step by step, holding the Xuanyuan Sword that was emitting golden glow.

The footsteps seemed to step on Master Chiyun's heartbeat, making him terrified and chilling all over his body.

"I studied under the Holy Fire Sect, and my master is the Holy Lord Lihuo. If you kill me, you will be in big trouble."

"Holy Fire Sect? Lihuo Holy Lord?"

Qin Yao came to him, shook his head and said: "I've never heard of it... In your words, I've never heard of it, how can I respect it?"

Master Chiyun was so frightened that his face turned pale, and he no longer had the arrogance he had before: "You haven't heard of my master's name, but you must have heard of the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha, right?

I came to invite you on the orders of the Holy Buddha. If you kill me, you are disrespecting the Holy Buddha."

"Why should I respect him? He's just a stranger." Qin Yao laughed, then raised his sword and dropped it. A big head flew into the air, and the blood from his neck spurted out like a sharp arrow, hitting the roof.

On the top, it was stained into a large blood flower.

Fortunately, the blood did not splash on Qin Yao, and he was still clean.

"Bang."

Immediately, the headless body fell to the ground, and blood quickly stained the ground red along with the wound.

The head splashed with blood after falling, and then rolled to Chen Ling's side.

Chen Ling's body continued to tremble, and his throat squirmed as he swallowed silently.

"bass."

Qin Yao shook off the blood beads on the Xuanyuan Sword, returned the sword to its sheath, glanced at Chen Ling who was about to pee, and said lightly: "Take care of the body, clean up the blood, then put the head into the box and give it to Qian

He sent it to the Holy Buddha and said it was a congratulatory gift from the city god."

Chen Ling didn't want to do it at all, and didn't dare to do it, so she let out a "scared" sound and pretended to faint.

Qin Yao: "..."

This guy is so timid.

Of course, this can also be seen from his previous operations.

"Long'er."

However, Qin Yao still needed someone to introduce him to the situation in the imperial city, so he did not force him too much and instead summoned the sword spirit.

Sister Long flew out of the Kingdom of God and hesitated: "Is this too radical?"

She is not a conservative person, but even she thinks this approach is too radical.

After all, it was the other party's birthday party, so it would be too arrogant to give him a head as a gift.

Qin Yao smiled and said: "We practice hard and climb up step by step, isn't it just to repay with an iron fist when we are bullied? Now, this is the time!"
To be continued...