"clang!"

Sparks fly.

The blade of the sword was deeply embedded in the stone pavement. Xie Lian held the sword with both hands, lowered his head, and pressed his forehead deeply against the hilt. It seemed as if his teeth were about to be broken between his teeth.

"waste!"

Qi Rong laughed and said, "You useless bastard! I knew you wouldn't dare to kill me! No matter how I humiliate you or torture you to death, as long as I put a knife on someone's neck, you can't do anything to me. You useless coward, what's the point of you still living after being a god like this!"

However, Xie Lian had completely calmed down. He raised his head, his eyes cold and cold: "Don't be too happy too soon. If I can't do anything to you, there will naturally be someone who can do something to you."

Qi Rong snorted, "Are you thinking of clinging to Jun Wu's thigh and asking him to make decisions for you again? Don't dream. Did he pay attention to you back then? Huh? Now you are still shamelessly hanging out with him. Don't be a fool."

Xie Lian stripped off the solemn and gorgeous Yueshen clothing from Qi Rong, summoned Ruo Xie, tied up Qi Rong and threw him aside, saying, "You'd better shut up and say less."

Qi Rong said: "I'm not afraid of you, why are you threatening me?"

Xie Lian asked, “Are you afraid of Hua Cheng?”

Qi Rong's smile finally froze for a moment. At this moment, Xie Lian whispered, "I'm telling you in advance, if I ever get upset, I might hand you over to Hua Cheng and ask him to help me find a way to cure you. So be careful, do you hear me?"

Hearing this, Qi Rong couldn't laugh anymore. He said in horror: "Damn it, you are so vicious! How could you think of such a thing! You might as well hand me over to Lang Qianqiu!"

Xie Lian knelt on the ground and began to pick up the rough particles of different sizes on the ground and the bottom of the coffin with his hands. In fact, he would not hand Qi Rong over to the Heavenly Court for the time being. The reason was Lang Qianqiu. If he handed it over, Lang Qianqiu would immediately rush over with a sword to kill him as soon as he knew the whereabouts of Qi Rong. Should he let him kill him or not? It was a headache; if he killed him, what would happen next? It was also a headache. Therefore, he could not hand Qi Rong over to the Heavenly Court for the time being.

From this point of view, asking Huacheng for help seems to be a good choice. But in fact, he was just using Huacheng to scare Qi Rong. After all, he had disturbed Huacheng too many times. Every time he thought of Huacheng first when something happened, he always felt that he was not treating himself as an outsider. Just now, Xie Lian felt a little embarrassed to bring him up to scare Qi Rong.

Qi Rong turned around and spat blood in another direction. The child reached out and touched his forehead pitifully, saying, "Dad, are you okay? Are you hurt by the beating?"

Qi Rong seemed to be enjoying this father-son game, and said sarcastically: "Good son, Dad is fine, hahaha."

Xie Lian picked up the powder with red eyes, and carefully put it into the God-pleasing Clothes. The child quietly crawled over and helped Xie Lian pick up some. Xie Lian saw the pair of small hands and looked up at him. The child whispered, "Brother, can you please stop beating my dad and let us go? We will never come to your house to steal again."

Xie Lian felt a pang in his heart, but he suppressed it and said, “Little boy, what’s your name?”

The child said, "My name is Guzi."

Xie Lian collected all the ashes, wrapped them in clothes, folded them, put them back into the coffin, closed the coffin, and then slowly said: "Guzi, that's not your father over there, it's another person, he's been possessed by a ghost. Now he's a bad guy."

The child couldn't understand what he said and said in confusion: "Another person? No, I recognize him. That's my father."

Qi Rong praised, “Not bad, not bad. It’s worth it. I got a cheap son! Hahaha… ow!” But Xie Lian kicked him.

Gu Zi was still young and had always depended on his father. He was extremely dependent on the body that Qi Rong was leaning over and would never leave. Xie Lian couldn't think of how to place him, so he carried the Fang Xin Sword on his back and kowtowed three times to the two coffins. He held Qi Rong in his left hand and Gu Zi in his right hand, and left Taicang Mountain, rushing towards Puqi Village at lightning speed.

After being away for many days, it was late at night when he returned. The door of the Puqi Temple was wide open, clouds of incense were billowing, the incense burner on the altar was filled with incense sticks, and there were some offerings on the table. Xie Lian walked in, looked around casually, and took two buns from the altar. He gave one to Gu Zi and rudely stuffed the other into Qi Rong's mouth. This body is still a living person after all. Before Xie Lian figures out how to pull Qi Rong out of this person, he has to eat well. Qi Rong spit out a mouthful of the bun and cursed it for being unpalatable. He seemed a little worried and said, "I say! You are not really going to hand me over to Hua Cheng?"

Xie Lian sneered, "Are you scared?" He was too lazy to listen to his nonsense and turned around to look for something in the pile of pickled vegetable jars on the ground. Qi Rong said stubbornly, "What should I be afraid of? You are the one who should be afraid of. As a priest, you are actually flirting with such a person. You..." As he was talking, his eyes suddenly fixed on one place. It turned out that when Xie Lian bent down, something slipped out of his clothes on his chest.

It was a crystal clear ring. Qi Rong was staring at this.

Xie Lian didn't notice his gaze, but Qi Rong was behind him, with a suspicious look on his face. After a while, he asked, "Brother Crown Prince, what is that on your chest?"

Xie Lian had no intention of paying attention to him, but the ring that Qi Rong mentioned was something he was somewhat concerned about, so he turned around, hooked his fingers around the thin silver chain, and asked, “This? Do you know what it is?”

Qi Rong said: "Bring it here and let me see it, then I will know."

Xie Lian said, “If you know, tell me. If you don’t want to tell me, shut up.”

Qi Rong said angrily, "You always show off to people you are familiar with. If you have the guts, show off your power to outsiders."

Xie Lian put the silver chain back on his chest and fastened it against his skin. He said, “If you have the guts, keep talking. I’ll take one point for every word you say. Every point you say brings you one step closer to Hua Cheng’s sword.”

Unconsciously, he had become very familiar with Huacheng. Qi Rong sneered, "Don't scare me with it. You might die under someone's knife one day! Don't you want to know what this is? I, one of the Four Evils, tell you that this is a cursed weapon, an ominous thing! Why don't you throw it away quickly? How dare you carry this thing with you? Do you think you've lived too long?"

Hearing this, Xie Lian stood up suddenly and asked, “Really?”

Qi Rong said, "Nonsense! Whoever gave you this thing, whether it was a human or a ghost, must have bad intentions."

Xie Lian squatted down again: “Oh.”

Qi Rong: "What do you mean by 'oh'?!"

Without even turning his head, Xie Lian said calmly, “‘Oh’, it would be a miracle if I could believe your words. I choose to believe the person who gave me this thing. I decided to wear it with me forever.”

He was always gentle to others, but was particularly cold to Qi Rong. Qi Rong was furious and kept cursing, but Xie Lian pretended not to hear anything. He found that he couldn't find the jar containing Ban Yue no matter how hard he looked, and thought to himself, "Could it be that the Wind Master has come here and taken her away?"

As he listened, he suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It was really strange. Qi Rong was obviously scared to death of Hua Cheng, but why did she still dare to keep nagging and provoking him? It was like... it was like she was trying hard to attract his attention!

Thinking of this, Xie Lian made a surprise attack. He glanced at Qi Rong and saw that his eyes were flashing and sneaking. An inexplicable intuition drove Xie Lian to look up. When he looked up, he saw a man in black lying on the top of the beam, which was not very high. His back was pressed against the ceiling, like a giant bat.

Xie Lian threw the Fang Xin sword at him. The man's back was pressed against the beam, and in order to avoid the sword, he turned around and fell down.

Guzi was so scared that he dropped his buns and screamed. Qi Rong was about to shout when Ruo Xie silenced him, dragged him to a corner and tied him up. Xie Lian originally thought that this was Qi Rong's helper in ambush, but after a few quick exchanges, he felt that this person's moves were fast and fierce, and inexplicably familiar. He could responsibly conclude that with Qi Rong's character, he would never be able to control such a skilled subordinate. He also saw that the person was holding something in his other hand, and when he looked closely, he saw that it was a black jar. And that jar was the one that contained the half moon!

The Wind Master hadn’t taken Ban Yue away yet? Xie Lian instantly remembered who this person was and blurted out, “Xiao Pei!”

It turned out that Pei Su came to steal Ban Yue, but he happened to be bumped into by Xie Lian who came back, so he had to hide on the roof beam. Qi Rong was tied up by Ruo Xie Ling and was lying on the ground. He saw Pei Su hiding above at a glance. He didn't know who this person was, but he thought that he wanted to harm Xie Lian, which was good for him. He was afraid that Xie Lian would find out that someone was ambushing above, so he kept making noises to interfere, but Xie Lian still noticed it. Xie Lian was carrying two cursed shackles and Pei Su was exiled. Both of them had no magic power, so they could only fight hard. Xie Lian had fought hard for the past eight hundred years, and Pei Su was no match for him. After more than a dozen moves, Xie Lian took him down and said, "Give me back the jar!"

Originally, he just yelled casually, but who would have thought that Pei Su actually threw the pickle jar back to him. Xie Lian was stunned, thinking that this little General Pei was really straightforward, and he would normally not hesitate to argue for a long time. But when Pei Su threw the jar, he whispered, "Go!"

From the tone of his voice, he was really anxious. The jar had not yet fallen from the sky, and Xie Lian was about to reach out to catch it, but it suddenly turned its trajectory and flew out of the window. The next moment, several people heard a man's voice from afar saying, "You really disappoint me."

Pei Su's face turned pale and he said, "...General!"

Xie Lian and he rushed out of Puqi Monastery. As expected, the man standing on a house far away was Pei Ming. He was not wearing armor, but ordinary clothes. He was very tall, and his spirit was like the rising sun, very handsome. The jar slowly flew to the side of Pei Ming and floated motionlessly. He held the sword at his waist and said to Pei Su below: "A real man should put the overall situation first and his career first. You are a man who wants to do great things. What's wrong with you now? You are messing around for a little girl? Do you think you are a young boy?"

Pei Su lowered his head and said nothing. Pei Ming said again: "It took two hundred years to get to this position. Do you think it's easy? I have paved the way for you. It's easy to go down, but it's not easy to come up!"

As the saying goes, it is lonely at the top. Whenever gods descend to the earth, they usually like to stand on high places. The higher they are, the better it is for them to overlook the creatures below. Xie Lian used to have this bad habit. Of course, after he fell once, he now feels a dull pain in his legs when he stands on a high place. The problem has been cured. However, the tallest building in the entire Puqi Village is the village chief's house, and the village chief's house is just a simple small tiled house, so General Pei standing here is quite a concession.

However, this is not the point. The point is that Xie Lian knew what was going on as soon as he saw the situation. Last time, Pei Ming intended to drag Banyue to take the blame for Pei Su, but he got it back. Although Pei Ming seemed to have given up on the surface because of Jun Wu, he did not give up. And this time, Xie Lian was exposed for the Gilded Banquet and other scandals. He could not save himself and his reputation would definitely plummet. General Pei probably felt that it was time to bring up the old matter again, so he found Pei Su and wanted to take him and Banyue to the Heavenly Court again to find a way to overturn the case. He was really persistent. However, Pei Su did not seem to be very enthusiastic. He sighed and said, "General, let's just... forget about it."

"you……!"

Pei Ming was speechless and asked the heavens, feeling very disappointed. He was also very annoyed that he scolded Pei Su like this regardless of Xie Lian who was in front of him. After a while, he suddenly said, "I want to see what kind of extraordinary woman would make my efforts go to waste." After saying that, he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to smash the jar. This method of opening the jar was not a problem. The problem was that he didn't know whether the half-moon injury had healed. If it didn't heal well and it was broken, it would be terrible. Xie Lian's face changed, and he flew over and said, "Don't smash it!"

Unexpectedly, before Pei Ming could touch it, the jar exploded with a loud bang.

In an instant, the air was filled with the devastating smell of pickles.

Pei Ming, who was closest to the jar, was unfortunately covered in pickles, and was stunned by the salty wind and rain. Then, a clear female voice said in the air: "General Pei is really upright!"

A man in white clothes flipped out from a small jar. Originally, it was only the size of a fist, but after flipping a few times, it got bigger and bigger. Xie Lian took a closer look and said, “Master Wind Master!”

The person hiding in the pickle jar was not Ban Yue, but Shi Qingxuan. She hid in the jar and blew up all the pickles on Pei Ming. However, she still wore white clothes and was not stained by dust. She landed safely, flicked her whisk and said, "Fortunately, fortunately, fortunately I sent this little girl to someone else earlier, otherwise, I am afraid she would not be able to escape General Pei's long arms."

Pei Ming always prided himself on being a man of style. No matter what he did, he always had to be graceful. But now he looked like a pickled vegetable. Even if he was facing the female form of Master Qingxuan, even the best of his style would be depressed: "Qingxuan, why do you have to go against me like this?"

If it were someone else, he would have probably beaten him up long ago, but when he thought about the background of Shi Qingxuan's brother, he could only pick up the pickles, comb his hair, gnashed his teeth for a while, and shook his head, saying: "... You, you'd better not let me know where you sent that girl, otherwise, I will definitely visit her in person."

What he said was tantamount to saying that whoever took her in for half a month was against him, and he would definitely cause trouble. However, Shi Qingxuan clapped his hands and said, "Okay, okay, I can tell you where I sent her, but I'm afraid you don't dare to visit. Listen carefully - the girl is now in the Rain Master's Cave Mansion in Yulong Mountain, under the seat of Master Yu! Do you dare to go?"

Hearing this, Pei Ming's face changed slightly, and he was not as confident as before. He restrained his expression and suddenly became serious, saying to Master Feng: "Qingxuan, you are still young now, so you like to defend the weak. I hope that when you grow up, you will think back on your behavior and don't regret it!"

After saying that, he jumped off the roof and disappeared. He left in such a hurry. Xie Lian was slightly surprised. He felt that there was something else behind his words. He asked, "Master Fengshi, what was his last sentence...?"

Shi Qingxuan said nonchalantly: "It's just bluffing."

Pei Su watched Pei Ming's back disappear before he came over to greet the two of them and said, "Master Fengshi, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Shi Qingxuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Pei, you were kind enough to come and stop your general this time. Reform yourself down there. I will speak well of you in the Heavenly Palace if I have the chance. Don't worry!"

Pei Su was speechless for a moment, then said, "Thank you, sir. However, I have always felt that you have misunderstood. In fact, General Pei is not like this usually. He is just too worried about me because of the past. Also, you know, Master Yushi..."

Finally, he seemed to feel that he had said too much, shook his head, and bowed, saying, "Goodbye."

The two of them watched him go, and Xie Lian asked again, “Master Wind Master, the Master Rain Master you mentioned just now, is that Master Rain Huang?”

Shi Qingxuan turned around and said, "That's right. The Rain Master has not changed for hundreds of years. Why, do you know him? Are you old friends?"

Xie Lian shook his head and said in a gentle voice, “Although I have never had the honor of meeting him, this Master of Rain has been kind to me, and I am very grateful.”

Shi Qingxuan smiled and said, "That's right. Although not many people know Master Rain, those who know him have never said anything bad about him. Oh, except Pei Ming."

Xie Lian asked, “Is there any conflict between the two of you?”

Shi Qingxuan said: "It's natural to have conflicts. After so many years in the Upper Heaven, who hasn't had conflicts or collusion? I tell you, Master Yu is a shadow in Pei Ming's heart."

"..." Xie Lian said, "Shadow?" In his heart, he always felt that Master Yu was a farmer. Shi Qingxuan said, "You know Pei Ming, he has many descendants. His descendants are everywhere. Before Little Pei, Mingguang Hall had another deputy god, who was also appointed by him and then ascended to heaven."

Xie Lian was surprised and said, “General Pei’s descendants are really talented.”

Not everyone can regard ascending to heaven as a "family tradition". Shi Qingxuan spread his fan and said, "He is a talent, but he is just like Pei Ming, with great abilities and problems. That deputy god often commits crimes in other people's territory, but relying on Pei Ming's power, no one dares to say anything. As a result, one day, he committed a crime at the site of the former Rain Master Kingdom.

"Master Rain rarely comes out. He only farms in the mountains, so he has a nickname called the Old Farmer in the Mountains, Master Rain. Who would have thought that when he came out, he beat up Pei Ming's descendant and took him to heaven. In the end, he was thrown in front of the Emperor and sentenced to exile."

Xie Lian thought, "Why does this story seem a little familiar?"

Shi Qingxuan continued, "Originally Pei Ming thought that if he was exiled, he would be exiled. It would be okay to pull him out again after a hundred years. However, how many things can happen in the human world in a hundred years? Every year, even every day, new strange people appear, like a revolving lantern, dazzling, wave after wave. After only ten years, the original believers all converted to other priests; after fifty years, the deputy priest was completely forgotten; after a hundred years, he never rose again. A young priest with a promising future was ruined and gone. It was not until Little Pei appeared that Pei Ming found a deputy who suited his heart again."

No wonder General Pei was determined to get Little Pei out of prison by any means necessary. It turned out that there was a precedent and he was afraid that Little Pei would be ruined. Although his method was not quite right. Xie Lian seemed to be thinking about something, he sighed and said, "The human world."

Shi Qingxuan also said: "Yes, if you stay in the human world for too long, you will be worn out and lose your spiritual energy and fighting spirit."

The two nodded. The difference was that Xie Lian nodded unconsciously, while Shi Qingxuan nodded exaggeratedly. After nodding for a while, Xie Lian suddenly remembered an extremely important person and shouted, "...Lang Ying! That child!"

The series of events happened so fast and the excitement was so great that he actually forgot about the child. Shi Qingxuan said, "You mean the child you brought back from Ji Le Fang? The Emperor has seen that child. He is with me now. I will bring him down to you later."

Xie Lian thought, Qi Rong and another child are imprisoned in Puqi Monastery, and they must not be seen by others. He said, “That’s embarrassing, I’d better go up.”

Shi Qingxuan nodded happily: "Same. The Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet is coming soon. Don't miss it once a year. My brother will also come back this year. I will introduce him to you then."

The tone was full of pride for his brother. Xie Lian couldn't help but smile slightly and thought to himself, "Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet..."

Every year during the Mid-Autumn Festival, the gods and immortals will hold a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet to celebrate and enjoy the joy of watching hundreds of households on earth. In addition, there is a very important "game" at the banquet, which can be said to be the finale of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet - "Dou Lantern".

A blessing lantern is not something that ordinary people can offer. The competition of lanterns by hundreds of gods during the Mid-Autumn Festival is about how many blessing lanterns each priest can receive from believers on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Although everyone said, "It's just a game," "Don't take it seriously," and "I'm just playing around, I don't care at all," in reality, how many people really don't care? Most of them are secretly trying their best, hoping that the believers will fight for them this year. If there is anyone who doesn't fight, it's only Jun Wu, because, of course, every year the Lantern Festival is won by the Shenwu Hall, and the score is higher every year, so he is the priest who really treats this game as a game. As for the other priests, they don't fight for the first place, but only for the second place, and the situation is also extremely fierce.

When the Xianle Palace was at its peak, it was also the most popular place at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, and it was far ahead of the Shenwu Palace, leaving all other priests far behind. However, now, it will probably be very ugly. Xie Lian didn't even need to guess how many blessing lanterns there would be this year - there would definitely be none!