‘The noise is a bit too big. Although I think it is better to be more dependent, if I get more dependent, I will not be able to carry out many plans.’ Chen Xiyi wanted to be more dependent, but he didn’t have this condition.

What's more, he is a player and he is not afraid of death, so what else is he afraid of?

"The Supreme Immortal, here is Xuande Temple in Lingqu City. The worship of the Great Sage of Emperor Xuande is the spiritual light shining and the gods of the martial arts. There are constant incense and many pilgrims in this temple." Wu Xiu dismounted his horse and walked to the wooden sedan chair beside him and said.

Chen Xiyi slowly got out of the sedan chair and glanced at the spectacular temple.

Wu Xiu's great movement naturally attracted the temple blessings of Xuande Temple to watch.

The temple prayer is still quite old, at least in his sixties. He wanted to scold him loudly, but when he saw Wu Xiu and his party, both a wooden horse and a wooden man, he looked at him and saw a strange man like a stone sculpture coming down from the wooden sedan chair, and his heart couldn't help but feel nervous.

"Let's go and have a look." Chen Xiyi held the airs and naturally saw the old temple Zhu. When he got off the wooden sedan chair and walked towards the Xuande Temple step by step, he put on the fashion.

Then, in full view of everyone, the stone armor on his body slowly disappeared, revealing the fashion of the head of the Qingxu Sect.

The pilgrims, temple prayers, passers-by and others present all held their breath when they saw this scene and looked at it in shock. It seemed like a true immortal was on earth, which surprised everyone.

Chen Xiyi passed by with the temple Zhu and went straight to the temple.

Wu Xiu, who was chasing from behind, came and hurriedly said to Lao Miaozhu: "The Supreme Immortal is here to see the Great Sage Xuande. Don't be stunned and follow behind to serve. If the Supreme Immortal and Emperor Xuande bring you a mouthful, you may not have achieved the merits."

Hearing this, Lao Temple Zhu Ru Meng woke up from her dream: "Young Master Wu said, what he said."

According to this, Lao Miaozhu quickly turned around and chased after him, and then led the way: "Please please do this for the immortal."

Chen Xiyi didn't say anything, but followed the old temple to enter the temple.

The next moment, everyone outside the temple was so excited that they wanted to rush into the Xuande Temple.

Everyone saw the scene of Chen Xiyi's transformation just now. When they heard the old temple prayer, everyone still didn't understand what was going on.

This is a living god, not those unspeakable statues of clay wood sculptures.

Fortunately, Xuande Temple is not a small temple. In addition to the old temple, there are also a group of intellectuals who maintain order. When they see people coming, they quickly stopped them.

"Everyone, please don't panic. If you annoy the immortal, you will not be able to bear the sin."

"Let's retreat, and it's not too late to wait until the Supreme Immortal meets with the Great Sage Xuande, so don't be presumptuous."

“…”

The wise men in Xuande Temple have also seen strong winds and waves. At the temple fair every year, more people here can maintain them well.

In addition, with the title of the immortal, the great saint of Xuande, the fanatical people were quickly temporarily stopped.

On the other side, Chen Xiyi entered the temple and sighed in his heart as he looked at the rough statue of the god.

This statue of God is not good, it has no spirituality.

"When will it take years?" Chen Xiyi asked indifferently.

These words made Lao Miao Zhu stunned, and then Wu Xiu thought for a while and explained: "I ask you how long the temple has been built and how many years have God offered it."

"This temple has been 52 years. Since the old man built the temple, he has been here to serve the Great Sage of Xuande. No one is more familiar with the Xuande Temple than the old man." After the old temple was published, he still said calmly about his hard work and contribution.

"Well, let's go, the statue of God has no spirituality and no god inside. It will take more years to worship it."

After Chen Xiyi finished speaking, he turned around and left. The time was too short to enlighten the spiritual world.

These words almost made Lao Miaozhu mention this. If he hadn't been determined, he could have sent him away directly.

Wu Xiu, who was following behind, naturally heard it, and was a little surprised at this. The Xuande Temple kept incense and no spirituality.

"Supreme Immortal, please stay. The old man wants to know how to make the statue of gods have spirits. I hope the immortal will give me some advice." After Lao Miao Zhu recovered, he asked with courage.

"The fate has not come, it cannot be said." Chen Xiyi said in a pretense.

This made Lao Miaozhu a little doubt his life. He is already sixty-three this year, and he has to wait until he will be destined to be destined.

With just a moment of silence, Chen Xiyi had already walked out of the Xuande Temple.

Looking at the bustling crowd, I couldn't help but frown.

When he walked down, he canceled his fashion, and the stone armor on his body once again covered his whole body.

The onlookers hurriedly gave up a way.

This time more people came, and I saw Chen Xiyi's transformation with my own eyes again, so I naturally became more and more fanatical.

Before getting on the sedan chair, Chen Xiyi said to Wu Xiu: "Is there a century-old temple?"

Wu Xiu thought, he was really clear about this, otherwise he could come directly to Xuande Temple, where the most incense is the most popular.

Although Chen Xiyi asked Wu Xiu, his voice was not small, not to mention that there were still people around him surrounded by tourists from Xuande Temple, so he was naturally heard.

Someone in the crowd shouted: "The Xuanyuan Temple in the south of the city has been around for two hundred years, and the ancestor Xuanyuan is worshipped."

"Yes, just Xuanyuan View."

The crowd was undulating, and many keen people hurriedly took advantage of this time to squeeze out the crowd and head towards Xuanyuan Temple in the south of the city.

This has to take the lead.

"Master of Xuanyuan Temple Xuanyuan? Wu Xiu, you can recognize the way." Chen Xiyi asked indifferently.

"This... I recognize it." Wu Xiu almost didn't remember that there was such a place, mainly because the Xuanyuan Temple was a small temple, which had long been gone, and was still built in a remote place in the south of the city.

Now perhaps there is only one old temple master. The statues of the Xuande Temple have no spirituality, not to mention the Xuanyuan Temple. They don’t even have the statues of the gods, only one painting, and they don’t look like they can compare to the Xuande Temple.

"Just recognize it, then let's go to Xuanyuan Temple first."

After Chen Xiyi finished speaking, he sat in the sedan chair and ignored the noise outside.

He is just an empty air now and is not suitable for taking the people-friendly route. Only by being cold and cold can he better establish a character and disguise himself.

If you really follow the people's approach, you have to wait until he has gained enough fairies before talking, otherwise it would be easy to reveal the situation.

As the saying goes, do more and make more mistakes, do less and make less mistakes. At present, it is more suitable to do less and make less mistakes.
Chapter completed!