"I haven't seen the folk altar fairy priests..." Feng Yan laughed in a low voice, "It's rare to meet this time, don't expel it."

Du Qiangfeng on the horse's back sniffed, "Do you want to go and see?"

"Um."

Du Huanfeng laughed, "Okay, then go and have a look!"

Several people stopped the team of the officials and only led the carriage where Feng Yan was, walking alone.

Inside the car, Feng Xiaoqiru fell into the clouds, "Sister, what is the altar fairy?"

"Have Xiaoqi heard of the four gates?"

Feng Xiaoqi shook his head.

"It's understandable that I haven't heard of this name, but you must have heard of the stories of the four gates. They are wild gods that the people of the people follow," Feng Yan said, reaching out to write four words on the soft collapse in the car, "There are Humen, Huangmen, Baimen and Changmen."

"Hu...is a fox?"

"Yes," Feng Yan nodded, "Hu is a fox, yellow is a weasel, white is a hedgehog, and often a worm."

Feng Xiaoqi brimmed his high-highlights, "Ah... I have indeed heard of it! Is yellow-skinned? Is it the kind that runs into the village to ask for a seal with people!"

"Among the four gates, there are two categories: one is the family immortal and the other is the altar immortal. The family immortal often lives with others. If the people find traces of the family immortal at home, they must worship it, because people believe that these four gates can protect people from "burn all the firewood" and "eat all the rice".

"The altar immortals have to be more skilled than the family immortals. They claim that they can cure diseases, eliminate evil spirits, and even make people clear about their futures and give prophecy instructions."

When Feng Xiaoqi heard about treating someone, he frowned instinctively, "Is this... reliable?"

Feng Yan smiled and shook her head.

"The reason why the four major gates do these is to accumulate merit for themselves. However, some immortals in the fairy altar are really stupid. Their little heads cannot understand what 'merit' is. They just see that people can accumulate merit when they cure diseases and save people, so they follow their examples... But they don't know how to cure diseases. They often use magic to spread disasters and epidemics first, and then use their incense heads to cure diseases. After a few moments, the merits often do not accumulate, and the karma they bear more and more."

Feng Xiaoqi chuckled - how miserable this sounds.

"I remember that there were many incense tables of the altar fairy on the hill near Weilu Mountain... but I have never heard of any altar fairy who dared to go to Daizong Mountain."

"Why is this?"

"Two reasons," Feng Yan smiled, "first, these immortals are most afraid of high-ranking officials and officials, and they have to retreat when they see them - because people are born with five hundred years of Taoism than livestock, and those who can be the most powerful ministers have a deeper Taoism. Even if the four gates have magic power, they are still in a vague way of evil. The so-called evil will not invade the righteous, so once the official family arrives, they will not be able to show their power."

Feng Xiaoqi understood a little, "I just wanted to say it, why have I never seen such a thing before..."

"Second, those who come and go to Daizong Mountain are often not ordinary high-ranking officials and officials. You think that those who live in this area on weekdays are all people like Du Tianshi. Even big monsters with great knowledge must be a little afraid of coming here, let alone these four gates that have been slightly enlightened?"

"No wonder Sister wants to see it. Since it dares to set up an altar on Daizong Mountain, it must be of some ability!"

Feng Yan smiled.

She used to hear the maids at home talking about the grand occasions on the heads of several altar fairies, and she was always curious about what the scene was like, but she never had the chance to see it with her own eyes in the past.

Feng Yan was very surprised to suddenly encounter such a thing today.

"By the way..." Feng Xiaoqi suddenly thought of something, "If there is a four-door that is particularly smart, and has really accumulated enough merits over the years, can it really become an immortal?"

Feng Yan still shook her head.

Confusion appeared on Feng Xiaoqi's face again, "Why is this?"

"I just mentioned that humans are the chiefs of all things. They are five hundred years more Taoist than other creatures when they are born. But Xiaoqi thinks, is there anyone who cultivates immortality among the people we know on weekdays?"

Feng Xiaoqi frowned and thought, "...it seems like I can't imagine it yet."

"Yes, because from ancient times to the present, few people can be ranked among the immortal class. Life and death have fate, and the life of heaven is hard to change. Perhaps there are indeed some people who have encountered immortals by chance, but this is definitely not something that ordinary people can 'cultivate'. If people do this, it will be even more difficult for these immortals to be immortals."

Feng Yan whispered, "They may have lived for three or five years more than ordinary foxes, but in the end they did not accumulate enough merit and could not obtain the immortal path."

“It’s actually…”

"The higher the cultivation level, the deeper the experience of this principle. So you see, there may be one or two old officials among the civil servants who desire immortality, but in the Tiantai of the Ping Yao Administration, very few people will be deceived by nonsense like "achieve the Tao and become an immortal."

Feng Yan looked at Xiaoqi, "So, Xiaoqi is the same. In the future, someone may deceive you that there is the art of immortality in the world, don't believe it."

Feng Xiaoqi suddenly remembered his spiritual consciousness and couldn't help but sigh.

She lay back and leaned on the cushion of the carriage, somewhat deflated.

"I don't have a single word here." Feng Xiaoqi looked at the roof of the car and whispered, "But I remember, I won't believe any of these genius things in the future - huh? Why are you laughing at, sister?"

Feng Yan looked out the window with a smile in her eyes, "Maybe... some of them are believed, right?"

"Hey..." She leaned against Feng Yan, "Has Sister proved it before?"

"Yes," Feng Yan supported her lower jaw and said softly, "I heard from people that there was a 'Sanyan Venerable' on Daizong Mountain. If a traveler in the forest was lucky enough to meet and recognize him, and could make his own wish within the three words he spoke, the Venerable would satisfy people's wishes."

"Sister met?"

"It should... have met it." Feng Yan smiled, "But in short, my wish will come true soon."

Xiaoqi asked curiously, "What wish did Sister make at that time?"

Feng Yan smiled and shook her head, "Well, it's not a powerful wish, it was just fulfilled the next day, so I feel it's amazing."

"Ah...what is the wish?" Xiaoqi's appetite was completely suffocated, "Sister, tell me!"

"Can't say it," Feng Yan smiled and put her index finger in front of her mouth. "This is the rule of the 'Sanyan Venerable'. Whether it is achieved or not, it cannot be told to outsiders."

...

The carriage walked forward for about a mile, and the smell of ash in the air became heavier and heavier. Occasionally, completely burnt red candles could be seen along the road, and yellow paper talismans were scattered among the grass.

The further he walked, Du Xuanfeng's face became more and more solemn - this demonic aura was extremely pure, so it seemed quite shallow.

This is definitely not an ordinary altar fairy.

Feng Yan also realized the special nature of this demonic aura. However, unlike Du Kuangfeng, she could feel a certain innocence and enthusiasm, and a bit of cunning and unhappy, which was constantly coming from the front.

Of course... this is not an emotion that humans have.

Although this demonic aura becomes unaware of its color and lightness, it is the opposite here for Feng Yan - the joy and anger that swept across the mountains and fields dispersed the breath of all "people" on the road.
Chapter completed!