Now with the help of the system, he has fully mastered the key points of Shinto cultivation.

Next, establish a connection with your own statue in the temple.

This process is very mysterious, a bit similar to the wifi connection in the previous life.

Although Lin Xiaoyao was trying it for the first time, he was very familiar with it and did not seem unfamiliar at all. Perhaps this was because he had the realm of a saint.

...

It is about three thousand miles west of the Huayu Sect headquarters.

A small city, called Sui County.

Sui County is not big, but it is located in a difficult situation.

Jingyanggang in its territory is even more famous.

About two years ago, the tiger demon was in trouble and poisoned the creatures.

At the critical moment, he was slashed by the fairy sword running from above the nine heavens.

At that time, hundreds of people in the county witnessed this scene with their own eyes.

People are naturally grateful to the owner of the fairy sword.

Later, wealthy families in the county contributed money, and the government also supported it greatly to build a temple for the immortal.

Since its completion, incense has been endless. Not only the people of Sui County, the merchants and hunters in the mountains have also been rushing to worship them.

It is said to be very effective.

At this moment, through wifi...ah, after it was connected to the statues of the temple, Lin Xiaoyao took all this into view.

The temple is located at the foot of the hill called Jingyanggang.

The tiger demon has been eliminated. Although today is not the first day of the lunar month or the fifteenth day, the weather is clear, and there are still many people going to burn incense.

When we arrived at the entrance of the temple, there were more incense, candles, paper money, and various blessing vendors, and they were sold to the pilgrims. For a while, the hawking sounds were endless, making them even more lively.

Lin Xiaoyao didn't care either.

What he was curious about was what people would pray to themselves.

It's quite interesting to think about it.

Lin Xiaoyao calmed down and listened.

However, after listening for a while, the proud smile froze on his face.

Not long after, his face became darker and darker.

It’s not that Lin Xiaoyao is speechless.

It is really something that the pilgrims ask for, and it is too inexplicable.

It is normal for you to pray for peace in your home.

It is also great to bless the elders in the family to live a hundred years.

Even if the scholar who is about to go to take the exam, he comes here to pray that he can get a good score and get a title on the list.

We can understand it too.

Although I definitely won't pay attention.

Humph, I want to get beauty. Before I traveled through time, I had to cram the Buddha and recite the letters desperately. You are fine. If you want to come to the temple to bring incense sticks, you want to do well?

How can such a good thing happen in this world?

But although it is a luxury, such a prayer is still normal.

But next, some people's wishes really left Lin Xiaoyao speechless.

For example, an aunt, no, should be an aunt, came to ask for her blessing, saying that she hoped to be thirty years younger.

Lin Xiaoyao: "???"

Well, although there is not such a pill in our system space, it is a bit too much for us to be close to each other.

You think you are a fool or a sucker!

What made Lin Xiaoyao speechless was that a big brother with thick eyebrows and big eyes came to pray, saying that he had been on a blind date several times, but the girl disliked his feet as smelly.

I want to ask myself to treat him.

Lin Xiaoyao: “…”

Lin Xiaoyao was angry at that time and almost couldn't help it. A thunder thunder struck him to death.

This is really too much.

Many people came to pray for their children.

Lin Xiaoyao was amused and crying.

The original curiosity had long disappeared and became indifferent again.

So I wanted to disconnect and ignore these guys.

However, at this moment, his pupils suddenly shrank slightly and he stopped disconnecting from the statue.

Nothing else.

Lin Xiaoyao noticed an old man among the pilgrims.

The old man wore a square scarf and a light green robe. His hair and beard were long, his steps were steady, and he was energetic.

At first glance, it seems that it is more than seventy years old, and it seems that it is only more than sixty years old.

The temperament of his body is even more special, as if he is very elegant, but he also exudes an indescribable pressure.

He should be a famous figure, but he was hidden among the pilgrims and was not at all eye-catching.

This is not an ordinary hidden art, but it has a bit of meaning in it.

Unfortunately, he might be able to deceive others.

But when I came here, I was showing off my skills in front of Lin Xiaoyao.

This is actually a Mahayana demon king.

Lin Xiaoyao was also a little surprised. He had been traveling to this world for more than ten years. Because he had been in the sect and had never provoked the big guys outside, this was the first time he had seen this Mahayana-level existence.

And it's a big monster!

He has such a profound cultivation level, no wonder he dares to come to his temple.

But what is his purpose here?

Lin Xiaoyao was very curious in his heart.

Provocation, revenge?

After all, there are quite a few demons who died under the Huaimu Xianjian because of the incident two years ago.

Lin Xiaoyao was curious.

But not afraid.

At first, although this place is his own temple, even the appearance of the gods is sculpted by the people based on their own imagination.

It is a thousand miles away from myself.

So I am perfectly hiding behind the scenes.

What can this little old man do?

What's more, although the demon king in the Mahayana period was powerful enough to make the entire Huayu Sect face a great enemy, it was nothing great for him.

He was confident, but he was not in a hurry to break off his connection with the statue.

Instead, he waited there in a flawless manner, hiding behind the scenes and peeking at the screen to see what the other party wanted.

The old man followed the pilgrims to the statue of the god.

To Lin Xiaoyao's expectations, he did not act unreasonably, but instead bowed his hands and fists without fail, and then lit a stick of incense.

"this……"

Lin Xiaoyao was stunned at first.

Could it be that the other party is not hostile, but that he is too concerned.

But this idea has just emerged.

As the incense was presented, he saw an extremely pure and amazing demonic aura, which rose up with the blue smoke emitted by the incense candle.

Then the demonic energy had a little connection with the energy of the entire temple.

"Hmph, I'm here to teach me."

Lin Xiaoyao laughed in silence.

As the Mahayana demon king, not to mention ordinary mountain spirits and water monsters, even the land and city gods enfeoffed by the Heavenly Court, how could he bear his worship?

At a very minor period of time, it will be short of life, but at a more serious point, it will be scattered.

In fact, as a saint, this is even more exaggerated.

Looking around the world, no one can stand his gift.

But Lin Xiaoyao has always paid great attention to this point.

A saint is in charge of the laws of heaven and earth. His rituals can be unbearable to others, but in the same way, as long as he is willing, the rituals can be unaware of anything and will not have any effect at all.

This is the reason for using an inappropriate metaphor, the best way to use it lies in one's heart.

Everything will be as he wishes!

In front of you, the incense stick of the Mahayana Demon King's worship was obviously malicious.
Chapter completed!