Chapter 108.
The rain stopped.
Outer Domain, Nameless Dao Temple.
It was unknown how many years ago this temple, located in the wilderness, was constructed, with its outer walls and roof crawling with layers of dead branches and green vines, yet miraculously did not collapse.
It still retained a largely intact framework.
When Wang Dust pushed open the half-hidden door, the dots of ghostly light floating inside disappeared in an instant.
A rustling sound reached his ears.
Wang Dust did not care and pulled out an obsidian lamp from his storage bag.
Injecting a trace of mana, the white flare stone set in the head of the lamp instantly blossomed into a bright and soft light.
It dispelled the surrounding darkness.
Borrowing the illumination provided by the obsidian lamp, Wang Chen took out another pile of firewood.
Setting up a bonfire.
In a few moments, the blazing flames made the hall brighter.
There was a little more warmth.
Without panicking, he continued to take out the stand, pots and pans, and spring water, and began to cook dinner.
As big as the heavens and the earth, eating was the biggest.
Death row inmates had a severed head meal before they were beheaded.
I just don’t know whose great head will be severed here tonight!
As the boiling water mixed with spiritual rice in the pot began to toss, Wang Chen put down the spoon in his hand.
Getting up, he came to the front of the idol.
This Dao Temple was not something he only discovered today, he had seen it before when he explored the Outer Regions.
He also explored it a bit.
The inside of the hall was empty, but the floor didn’t have much accumulated dust, so it was probably cleaned with a cleansing technique by some Outer Realm dispersed cultivators when they rested here.
Eight large wooden pillars supported the high dome, and the goddess standing on the divine platform had a dignified face and compassionate eyes, as if she was silently praying for all beings in heaven and earth.
This is a statue of Niangniang Hou Tu!
The three saints of the ancient times, Huang Tian, Hou Tu and Arakan.
Legend has it that it was these three saints who together created the Ten Thousand Worlds Dao, allowing hundreds of millions of people to break away from the primordial barbarism and possess a strong power to fight against demons and evil spirits.
In the mundane folklore, the three saints were also the righteous gods that people believed in!
It was just that the situation in the Immortal Cultivation world was different.
People in the Taoist Sect honored the Three Saints, but did not erect temples to worship them.
However, the Taoist Sect would not destroy the Three Saints’ temples built by the scattered cultivators, so they would just pretend that they did not see them.
Sect war cultivators destroy mountains and temples, and the ones they conquer are all evil gods and obscene shrines.
Therefore, the location of this temple of the Queen Mother of the Earth is not very far from the outer mountain gate of the Yunyang Sect.
But it has always been able to exist.
However, there has long been no incense, the statue of the god’s golden body all peeled off, only a piece of rust remains.
It looks a bit bleak.
The incense burner that should have been placed on the god’s platform is even missing!
Wang Chen took out three sandalwood joss sticks and lit them.
He reached out and gently touched a point on the god platform, and the spiritual light on his fingertips flashed, and the hard stone body instantly became soft.
The achievement of the Patriarch level had allowed Wang Chen’s mastery of the Mud Stone Technique to reach the subtle level.
He inserted the threaded incense and then paid three obeisances towards the Empress Houtu.
According to the mundane saying.
The Emperor Heaven ruled over destiny, and the Houtu ruled over life and death, and was the home of all the deceased.
Therefore, in the Mantra for the Future Life, there is a prayer that says, “The souls of the dead return to the thick earth”.
The name “Hou Tu” was modified for some reason.
And Huangtian stands for Yellow Sky.
The Yellow Sky is above!
As for Draconic Ancient, who was honored as the Ancestor of the Dao, the sense of existence was much weaker than that of Huang Tian and Hou Tu.
Wang Dust often overpassed the dead, so he had an almost instinctive closeness to Empress Hou Tu.
In the future, he would definitely need to trouble her old man for help.
Offering three joss sticks of incense was also the right thing to do.
Blessed be the Empress!
After offering the incense, Wang Chen returned to the bonfire.
He stirred the spirit rice porridge in the pot with a spoon to prevent the bottom from getting muddy, then took out a piece of demonic beast essence meat and put it into the fire with a brazier to roast it.
A strong aroma of roasted meat soon filled the hall.
Wang Dust brushed the beast meat with his own sauce from time to time, and the aroma became even more intense and complex.
It made people smell and salivate!
Seeing that the porridge in the pot had thickened and the meat on the fire had just been cooked, Wang Chen was just about to feast.
Previously he closed the temple door “creak” opened.
A strong wind with the rain rushed in!
But there was no one in front of the door.
Wang Dust was stunned and asked aloud, “Is it Uncle?”
The next moment, a figure flashed into the main hall.
The temple door followed and closed with a bang!
Only to see Lu De Fang, dressed in azure-colored vestments, put away his oil-paper umbrella and revealed an elegant and gentle smile at Wang Duan, “Xian Nephew, you’re eating, I’m not late, am I?”
Wang Chen sighed and reluctantly put down the roasted meat in his hand.
He got up and replied, “Uncle, you didn’t come late, in fact you came quickly ……”
Before entering the temple, Wang Dust sent a crane letter to Lu De Fang.
Taking the initiative to inform the other party of his location.
As a result, Lu De Fang appeared faster than Wang Duan expected.
He hadn’t even eaten dinner yet!
At a distance of twenty to thirty paces, Wang Chuan stared at this cheap uncle, his eyes as sharp as needles, “Are you so impatient to send my nephew on his way?”
Lu De Fang froze for a moment and then smiled.
Only this time, his smile was full of malice and was no longer concealed.
This Qi Practicing Great Perfection cultivator completely tore off his hypocritical mask.
Revealing his true face!
Lu De Fang sighed, “If Brother Shaoyuan is still alive, he would definitely be very happy to see how you look today!”
“In the past, when old Sunfa sent me a letter from Crane, saying that you had become enlightened, I didn’t really believe it.”
“I didn’t expect to really look away, shame shame shame!”
Old Sun Tou really was Lu De Fang’s man!
Wang Dust’s heart was clear.
In fact, he had long sensed that there was something wrong with this old neighbor, but because he had crossed over for a short period of time, he had doubts but didn’t put them too much on his mind.
It was not until he saw the letter that Old Sun Tou left for himself before he ran away that Wang Duan came to a complete understanding.
This master has been spying on the original owner for Lu De Fang!
As for the reason, Old Sun Tou himself wasn’t sure.
It was entirely because of his conscience that he confided the truth to Wang Chuan while running away.
Wang Dust was silent for a moment and said, “I have a lot of questions.”
“You ask.”
Lu De Fang’s attitude was excellent, and he did not show that he couldn’t wait to send Wang Dust on his way.
He said amiably, “The night is long, so we, uncle and nephew, can take our time to talk.”
Very well!
Wang Dust nodded, then asked, “Why?”
In this matter, there was one thing that Wang Dust couldn’t figure out the most.
That was why Lu De Fang, who was a Qi Practicing Great Perfection Cultivator and a close friend of Wang Shaoyuan, had to put him or the original owner to death?
A grudge from his father’s generation?
Otherwise it didn’t make sense at all ah!
“Why?”
Lu De Fang laughed, “That’s a good question, it’s a long story then.”
Wang Dust said, “Little nephew wants to hear it.”
“Just as well!”
Lu De Fang put the oil paper umbrella into his storage bag, paced back and forth a few steps with his hands in the air, and said, “Seeing as Brother Shaoyuan saved my life back then, I’ll let you get on the road in a clear way.”
But Wang Chen felt that this was not the real reason.
Rather, this Qi Practicing Great Perfection Cultivator’s heart had too many words to say to someone.
It could also only be confided to someone who was about to die!
Without moving, he glanced at the bonfire pile on the ground in front of him.
There lay a crane-shaped pot quietly.