Three thousand lamps!

There was silence for a while, and then suddenly, there was an uproar.

Even the Shenwu Temple, whose position as the chief was as stable as Mount Tai, had never won three thousand lanterns in one night at the Mid-Autumn Festival Banquet. No one had even thought of this number. Even one thousand was barely acceptable, but three thousand was truly unprecedented, more than the previous few priests combined!

It is conceivable that at this moment, the priests were filled with disbelief. One of them even blurted out, "You must have made a mistake!"

"Maybe I counted wrong..."

However, let's not talk about whether the priest who announced the Mid-Autumn Festival Lantern Festival had counted the lanterns for so many years and might have made a mistake today. Just looking at the stream of lanterns that formed the huge light curtain, even if we take a step back and think that the number is wrong, the mistake can only be that he counted too few, not too many. So, another priest asked, "Could it be that the lanterns are not real blessing lanterns? Maybe they are just ordinary lanterns?"

This is actually equivalent to "It's fake, right?" Several people agreed. Shi Qingxuan said, "How can it be an ordinary lamp? Ordinary lamps and blessing lanterns are completely different in specifications and can't float in the sky. How can it not be real?"

If Xie Lian had said this, everyone would probably continue to question it, but since it was said by Shi Qingxuan, and Shi Wudu was also here, it was difficult for others to say anything. The road was blocked, so he turned to another direction: "Everyone, where is this Qiandeng Temple? When was it built? Who built it? Does any immortal know?"

The priest who announced the event said, "I don't know... but the words written on those lanterns are from the Thousand Lanterns Temple."

"But I've never heard of Qiandeng Temple?!"

"Yeah, I've never heard of it either!"

Xie Lian finally came out of his stunned state. After hearing these words, he said sincerely, “Everyone, to be honest, it’s not just you who haven’t heard of it. I haven’t heard of it either.”

It can't be that this is naturally built, right?

All the priests were stunned by this thunder tonight. They couldn't believe it at all and were talking about it. Xie Lian really wanted to say, "It's just a game. Why do you take it so seriously?" However, first of all, many people didn't take the "game" seriously. Secondly, he was the first in this "game". Isn't it asking for a beating for him to say this? The other priests couldn't say it either, because the other priests ranked after him. If he said it, it would be like he was excusing himself and saying that it was no big deal if he didn't get the first place. It would be very embarrassing. At this time, Pei Ming smiled and said, "I said that the Blood Rain Scholar took away His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not to cause trouble for him. You didn't believe it before, but now you believe it?"

After his reminder, everyone suddenly woke up.

If it was Hua Cheng, then it was not impossible for him to light up three thousand eternal prayer lanterns with a wave of his hand!

Whether Xie Lian and Hua Cheng have any relationship, and what kind of relationship they have, is confusing. Before this, everyone felt that it was more credible to say that he had bad intentions. Because there was no reason for Hua Cheng, who had always been extremely unfriendly to the heavens, to suddenly look at Xie Lian differently. However, given Hua Cheng's lawless behavior, there was also no reason for him to suddenly be hypocritical to someone. After today's Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, the claim of having bad intentions might not be tenable. After all, three thousand eternal lanterns for blessing! Even the navy, who was in charge of wealth, could not just show off. In the chaos, suddenly, a slow sound of applause came from the top of the banquet.

The priests looked in the direction of the voice and saw Jun Wu clapping his hands while smiling at Xie Lian, “Xianle, congratulations.”

Xie Lian knew that Jun Wu was trying to help him out, and he bowed to him in gratitude. Jun Wu sighed again, "You always create miracles."

Seeing this exchange, the banquet gradually quieted down. After a moment's hesitation, they finally clapped their hands and congratulated each other, led by Jun Wu.

At this point, no matter how shocked they were, the gods and immortals had to admit that this prince had always performed miracles. It was like this before, and it is still like this now!

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was over, and the thundering Thunder Master also stopped working. The one who cheered the most was of course Shi Qingxuan. No matter whose ranking was announced, he would be the first to applaud. Except for Pei Ming. Xie Lian was originally wondering if he would be unhappy that the Water Master went from second to third place, but seeing Shi Wudu, he didn't seem unhappy. Pei Ming and Lingwen both congratulated him, and then the three of them discussed who should go to the hot spring on the hill for massage. Shi Qingxuan heard it and said, "Brother, are you guys out to play again?"

Shi Wudu put away the fan and said, "Yes."

Ling Wen crossed his arms and smiled, "Master Fengshi, do you want to come over and play?"

Shi Qingxuan said, "I'm not going. I have an appointment."

Shi Wudu frowned and said, "Don't make appointments with random people."

Lingwen said: "No matter how messy it is, is it as messy as General Pei?"

Pei Ming warned, "Jie Qing, shut up."

Xie Lian waited for the two brothers to say a few words, then he and Shi Qingxuan prepared to leave. On the way, he met Mu Qing, who didn't know whether he was looking at Xie Lian or not, and his brows were not so relaxed. Feng Xin, on the contrary, said to Xie Lian when he stood up and left, "Congratulations." Xie Lian also nodded to him and said, "Thank you."

Lang Ying was placed in the Fengshi Immortal Residence in Xianjing. The child looked clean and tidy at the moment, but he was still shy. Xie Lian led him down, and he didn't say much along the way. Xie Lian first went to the town to buy some fresh fruits for him to eat. He didn't go back to Puqi Village directly, but went to a small forest to take a look.

Sure enough, the grove was bustling with activity. A shirtless young man was hung upside down on a tree by a white silk thread, swearing and swearing. A child was squatting below him, driving away mosquitoes. Xie Lian asked Lang Ying to stand outside, and he walked over slowly. When the young man saw him, he was furious, "Xie Lian, you piece of shit, why don't you put me down right now! I'm dying, I'm dying!"

Xie Lian said gently, “You must have not been bitten by a mosquito in many years. Wouldn’t it be nice to feel what it’s like to be alive again?”

This person is none other than Qi Rong. Xie Lian knew that he would not stay still and would definitely instigate Gu Zi to help him cut off Ruo Xie, so he had already warned Ruo Xie that if he escaped, he should drag him to this forest to have some fun. Qi Rong relied on the fact that he was using someone else's body, so Xie Lian could not beat him frequently, but it was still okay for him to suffer a little physical pain. Xie Lian had chopped wood and collected waste in this area, and suffered from mosquito bites. Now, Qi Rong was indeed bitten by a bunch of mosquitoes and his body was covered with lumps. He felt worse than death and cursed, "Where is your Snow Lotus Heart! Why don't you be a sticky good person now!"

Gu Zi hugged Xie Lian’s legs and cried, “Brother, please let my dad down! He’s been hanging for a long time!”

Xie Lian touched his head, and Qi Rong immediately fell to the ground with two "ouch" sounds.

To get back to Puqi Village, they had to pass through the maple forest. Xie Lian was holding a shirtless, swearing young man in his hands, and two children were following behind him, one crying and the other silent. He thought to himself, this group of people is really weird. After going up the slope, he said to the two children behind him, "Watch your step. It's easy to fall here."

It was true. Sometimes Xie Lian came back late from collecting scraps in town, and walked along this road in the dark. I don’t know if it was because of his body structure, but he fell countless times. Qi Rong immediately shouted, “Oh my God! Please let this man fall to his death here!”

Xie Lian just found it funny: “You’re just a ghost, why are you begging God for help?”

At this moment, he suddenly felt a warm light shining through the sky, and the dark road on the ground seemed to be illuminated by the light and became clearer and brighter. He looked up and found that it was not his illusion. There was really light in the sky.

It is the light of the three thousand eternal lamps.

The floating lanterns flowed across the night sky, so majestic that even the brightness of the stars and the moon was overshadowed by them. Xie Lian stared at them in a daze for a long while before he sighed softly, “…Thank you.”

Qi Rong didn't know what that was, and laughed, "Why are you thanking me? I just ordered it for fun, not specifically for you, don't be so self-indulgent."

Xie Lian smiled without saying anything, and did not refute. He only said: “The existence of beautiful things in this world is something worth being thankful for.”

He had a beautiful view in his heart, and he was no longer afraid of others spoiling his view. He took advantage of the light of the bright lamp in the sky and moved forward.