The next day.

Birds were chirping outside the window. I slowly opened my eyes, and the sun shone through the thin window onto the ground - the sky was actually sunny.

Li Xianyuan stood up and brushed off the wrinkles on his body. He glanced across the room and his eyes shrank slightly.

The "Journey to the West" that was supposed to be in the baggage appeared on the desk with traces of reading it.

Last night was most likely not a dream, Sun Wukong really came.

Just come into contact with a legendary mythical figure?

Li Xianyuan thought about it. There was no bronze mirror in the guest room. He got up and went out. The coolness hit his face, and the sunshine poured in, giving him a bit of warmth.

The village chief was feeding chickens in the courtyard when he saw Li Xianyuan coming out and said hello.

Li Xianyuan returned the favor, dragged his weak legs to the edge of the well, filled a basin of water and looked down into the basin.

The water ripples, reflecting the sparkling sunlight. The reflection in the basin sways with the waves, and there are no other traces on that clear face except the ink mark between the eyebrows.

Mohen Li Xianyuan thought it was interesting, so he didn't hide it. Anyway, ordinary people couldn't recognize what it was. Those who recognized it would provide some conveniences, which would be beneficial without any harm.

What's more, he was curious about how the ink marks would change if he continued.

The sudden arrival of Sun Wukong led Li Xianyuan to guess that it was related to the book Journey to the West. Unfortunately, it was too far away and he didn't know what the situation was like in Wuhou County.

The images of Situ Yanran and Wen Ruyu appeared in his mind for no reason. Li Xianyuan felt guilty and returned to indifference in the blink of an eye. Now is not the time for the long-lasting love between children.

It is intriguing that Sun Wukong took away his merits and exchanged them for incense. But it is also understandable. Letting the monkey who once made trouble in the heavenly palace and couldn't take any time to sit in meditation all day long is tantamount to killing it.

The problem now is that Li Xianyuan doesn’t know how to use it, whether it’s merit or incense. It’s impossible to ask others about this thing——

Li Xianyuan came up with a plan and asked the village elder not far away: "Do you know where there is a Tushan Temple nearby?"

The old man grabbed a handful of grains and sprinkled them on the ground. The chickens and birds rushed to eat. He stood up straight and said, "Young Master, there is a mountain temple in Beidou Mountain more than ten miles away from here."

"Beidou Mountain..." Li Xianyuan thought that it was adjacent to the Beidou sect, and the landowner would hang out with the monks all day long. He must be very knowledgeable and not easy to bully. He asked again: "Other than that?"

The old man thought for a while: "Forty miles north of the main road is Wunan County. There must be a Tutu Temple there."

Daodao refers to the official road.

Wunan County...

There is this place on the map, which happens to be the place we pass by.

Li Xianyuan thanked him, packed his luggage and prepared the carriage, and wanted to give the village chief some silver. The old man refused. He saw that Li Xianyuan had a jade plaque on his waist and had an extraordinary status, so how could he accept money.

After thanking him again, Li Xianyuan got on the carriage, pulled the reins, and was escorted out of the village by the village chief and his wife, and onto the official road.

At the same time, far away in Wuhou County.

The middle-aged man and the old woman discovered that the sculpture was strange, and there was a knock on the door outside the courtyard.

I went to open the door and saw a young man and woman standing outside the door, holding a sculpture covered with clean cloth.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but said: "Brother Hu, is it possible that your sculptures have also changed?"

The two of them entered the courtyard. The middle-aged man turned around and took out the sculptures in the room, and placed the two wooden sculptures together on the courtyard table.

"I got up this morning. I saw Master Li's wood carving had changed, so I hurried over with the Queen. Who knows, the same thing happened at Brother Chai's house..." The boy surnamed Hu spoke in a literate manner, looking like a poor scholar.

In the carved wood carving, Li Xianyuan is still standing upright, his expression unchanged and his long robe graceful. However, the Buddha's light behind his head is missing, along with the cinnabar between his eyebrows and the Buddha lotus at his feet.

Instead, there was a handleless broad sword carried on his back.

The compassionate Bodhisattva disappeared and turned into a handsome young man wielding a sword.

The old woman said nervously: "Son, did we worship the wrong one? Master Li is a god, not a Bodhisattva. He won't blame us, right?"

The middle-aged man comforted his mother: "Mom, don't panic. Since Mr. Li just changed the wood carving, he doesn't mean to blame me..."

"Yes, Auntie." Tongsheng surnamed Hu nodded in agreement. "But the honorific title I thought of last night cannot be used. But since Mr. Li is a god and has personally helped me, why not call him Xiansheng...Shu Jian Zhenjun."

They did not know the origin of the bamboo tube behind Li Xianyuan and used it as a sword.

"Master Xian Sheng Shu Sword..." The old lady murmured a few words and shouted excitedly: "This is good, this is good!"

She knelt on the futon and kowtowed deeply to the wooden desk. The middle-aged people were also busy kneeling aside.

"The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Master of the Holy Book and Sword, may all Buddhas...gods and immortals bless me, and allow me to harm me for countless lifetimes, causing me to suffer in various hells, hungry ghosts, animals and other three evil realms, as well as humans.

, the causes and conditions that are constantly flowing in the six paths of reincarnation such as gods, asuras, etc., that is, all the troubles such as greed, anger, ignorance, pride, doubt, etc. are all eliminated..."

The old lady believed in Buddhism and could not change her words about chanting Buddhism all day long.

The old man is an honest man and has worshiped Buddha all his life. When he was seriously ill, no Buddha came to help him. If it weren't for Li Xianyuan's help, his life would have ended here.

And for ordinary people, they naturally worship whichever one is effective.

Tongsheng surnamed Hu and Wang Niang looked at each other. The young man lifted his robe and knelt down with the woman.

"Hu Shi, a young boy, received the help of the True Lord and married the Queen. This great kindness and virtue will never be forgotten by this young boy. He is willing to follow the True Lord from now on and is willing to be a cow or a horse."

After saying this, he kowtowed heavily.

They had no doubt that he was there. They had prayed to the Buddha before, but no one else knew about it. However, Li Xianyuan not only knew about it, but also solved the trouble for them. What if he wasn't an immortal and a true king?

How can a mortal understand the secrets of the Immortal Family? Naturally, he can be called by whatever sounds pleasant. Xian Sheng Shu Jian Zhenjun is both nice and impressive. Who knows how a Zhenjun can call randomly? In the whole world, there is only Erlang Xian Sheng from Guanjiangkou.

The real king deserves this name.

After prostrating, the four of them stood up.

Hu Shi sighed: "It's a pity that Xiaosheng is a poor scholar and has no money. Otherwise, I would build a temple for Master Li and worship him day and night."

The middle-aged man was about to speak, but suddenly he heard a knock on the door. He went to open the door, and there was a woman in cloth outside the door.

"I heard that you are looking for Mr. Li, and I am looking for him too."

"Who are you?"

"I was lucky enough to be rescued by Mr. Li, but he was just a beggar." The woman said politely, her manners were polite and unlike ordinary people.

After explaining the cause and effect, the female beggar was absorbed into Li Xianyuan's followers by the four people.

In their view, there is no doubt that Li Xianyuan is a god. As a child, Hu Shi is more convinced of this than anyone else. But how can he be a mortal when he wrote two weather poems as a young man?

The queen was suspicious of this, but after all, it was because of Li Xianyuan that she was able to be with her lover, so naturally she would not say anything to refute.

When several people learned that they were probably the first batch of followers of Li Xianyuan, they were even more excited. They were eager to try and develop followers for Li Xianyuan.

As the True Monarch of the Revealed Holy Book and Sword, there are only a few followers of him.

Let’s not talk about them for now. On the other side, just after noon, Li Xianyuan rushed to the outside of Wunan County in a carriage.
Chapter completed!