readx(); "The villain bows to the Lord True Lord! I don't know your identity, I've neglected you." The groom was frightened and kowtowed and trembled.

"No obstacle. I came down to earth this time to travel to the world." Li Xianyu acted as an immortal, and the groom did not doubt that he was. He just kowtowed and respected.

Without wanting to say too much, Li Xianyuan just named himself a Taoist god with the size of his font, so he went back to the wing. The original meaning was to test it, and there was no need to worry or effort.

The groom rushed to the road in fear and fear. In the wing, Li Xianyuan sat cross-legged and entered the Mingtang with his eyes closed.

There are a few more incense tables in front of the statue of the god than before.

After seeing the incense burner, there was an additional tablet. A line of regular characters was written on it: The True Lord of the Sword of the Sage

The handwriting is exactly the same as that of Li Xianyuan, as if written by him.

Is this considered a font size recognition?

Li Xianyuan thought to himself, he would not care about it for the time being. He reached out to touch the statue and saw the six shadows. Apart from that, there were no new ones.

this……

Li Xianyuan pondered, but he was not sure. Looking at the appearance of the groom, he should have regarded himself as a god.

He didn't know much about Xianghuo, so it seemed that he could only find Tudigong and ask carefully.

Li Xianyuan asked if there was a Cheng County nearby. The groom responded respectfully: There is a Beijing County more than 50 miles away from here. He asked him if he wanted to go to Xinjing, which was not too far away.

It is not the time to go to Xinjing now, but Li Xianyuan refused and asked the groom to take him to Beijing County.

After half a stick of incense, the carriage came to the base of the walls of Beijing County and slowly entered the city with the team.

There are traffic, stalls shouting, and passers-by are shoulder to shoulder. The name is the county, but it can be seen that its prosperity is not inferior to Shuntian Prefecture.

Prosperity that has not been seen for a long time.

Even Li Xianyuan felt a turbulent heart, she opened the curtains and looked out.

Let the groom stop at will, Li Xianyuan walked off the carriage, held the groom who was not caring for the public and wanted to kowtow on the ground and kowtowed, and left.

When the groom looked around and looked for Li Xianyuan's figure, he had disappeared from the crowd.

It seems that because of the approaching Xinjing, there are scholars on the street, young ladies in gorgeous clothes, and carriages and sedans.

After asking about the location of the Land Temple, Li Xianyuan rushed there. This time it was not that difficult to find, and the land treatment here was much better than before.

At Laojun's back door, next to the base of the wall, a three-inch-high shrine.

After touching Laojun's side, even at the back door, there was still a fruit stove incense in front of the niche. What was a bit funny was that there was a candied haw that had been eaten and pulled halfway into the ground.

There were not many people at the back door, but just as Li Xianyuan was about to walk forward, a young man suddenly walked up to the shrine, bit his fingertips, squeezed out the blood beads, pinched his feet and stomped his feet and said, "The land of the scriptures is the most spiritual, ascends to heaven and earth, and goes out of the secluded and enters the underworld. He will not be allowed to stop. On the day of merit, the famous book will be on the Qing Dynasty."

After reading, the young man turned around and left without stopping. The whole process only took a few breaths.

This is just an episode. After he left, Li Xianyuan walked forward and first looked at the Land Lord in the niche. The rat-headed and rat-headed and brain were still monsters, like rat spirits.

After stomping on the ground lightly, Li Xianyuan was about to call the Tudigong. When he saw a ball of blue smoke suddenly rise under his feet. Li Xianyuan retreated, and the blue smoke rose. In a blink of an eye, an old man appeared in place.

He is a silly figure and three feet tall, which is almost the same as the statue in the niche.

"The little god has seen the great immortal." The Land Lord only reached Li Xianyuan's chest and was as tall as a child.

As the God of Society, Incense could not escape his eyes. The Land Lord saw Li Xianyuan Incense at a glance, so he appeared respectfully.

Li Xianyuan told it not to be too polite, briefly explain the situation, and talk about incense straightforwardly.

"Incense?"

Knowing Li Xianyuan's identity, the Land Lord was no longer restrained. His expression changed. He relied on his seniority to circumvent Li Xianyuan and walked behind him and said, "That's someone to worship. If no one worships him, how can the incense come from?"

The Land Lord surrounded Li Xianyuan and said, "Like our land, there is also a three-inch and five-organ temple. Someone comes to worship, and the natural incense is a big money. If you don't come to worship, you will be devoutly devoted, and there will be no incense."

Li Xianyuan said: "That is the case, you need to have temples, Taoist statues to accumulate incense?"

"No, no, no," said the Land Lord, jumped up and climbed up the shrine, twisted his butt and climbed up clumsyly and effortlessly. "Hey, as long as you have a statue of a god, someone worships you, you can take incense.

A woman came over and put in an incense stick in the incense burner. She looked at Li Xianyuan curiously and turned around and left. She didn't see the Tudigong sitting on the shrine throughout the whole process.

The Land Lord knocked on the top of the niche. A peach suddenly disappeared from the fruit plate in front of the niche, and it appeared in the palm of the Land Lord. He opened his mouth and bit it, and said to Li Xianyuan in a vague way: "Young man, you see that you are not bad, tell us, what is your font size, let's help you out."

The nature of this land is similar to that of the previous land, but it is less depressed. At least if you want to eat an apple in the land before, you have to pick up and find something that is not so bad.

"...The True Lord of Xiansheng Shujian." After a silence, Li Xianyuan spoke and then tilted his head.

puff--

The flesh was sprayed out and was avoided by Li Xianyuan.

The Land Lord was choked and coughed continuously: "You cough cough...what did you say?"

"The True Lord of Xiansheng Shujian." Li Xianyuan repeated a few words, and his eyes also showed a little helplessness.

"The new god now." The Land Lord shook his head repeatedly, without saying anything about Li Xianyuan, and returned to the topic: "If you want to get incense, you must have a statue of god. Seeing that you have incense, you must also have a statue of gods."

Li Xianyuan thought of the statue of the Mingtang and nodded. If no one had set up a statue for him, there would not be such an object in the Mingtang.

"This mountain is not high, and there are immortals and spirits. As long as there are statues of gods, you will naturally worship you. Don't underestimate the tablets. The tablets are closely related to the statues, otherwise who will know what kind of true lord you are?" The Land Lord talked freely, perhaps because these Land Lords had been holding on for a long time and had endless things to say.

He was a little proud: "Of course, some gods do not need tablets. For example, even if we have no ranking, just looking at the statue of the shrine, we know that we are the Land Lord."

At this point, Li Xianyuan told the story of the groom and said, "Is this because of the nameless statue of God, so he will not contribute incense?"

"Wrong!" The Land Lord shook his head: "He knows your name, and it's enough to have this. It may not be that there is no incense, but you just don't know."

"How to say it."

"The gods of incense have a magic trick, and I know how many people offer incense. It is normal for you to have a wild path, but I don't know it. I will tell you this magic later. Let me talk about other things first."

"There are gods three feet above your head. With the font size, when no matter who calls your font size in this world, you will sense it. Just like when we say now: Land Lord, we will feel it, knowing that someone is calling us. If you have the font size, no matter who it is, as long as someone calls you, you can sense it."

"Why can't I sense it?"
Chapter completed!