Magistrate Pan and his two companions, along with the yamen runners, quickly arrived at the Jiaosheng Temple two streets away from the county government office. Many people had already come there spontaneously, but they did not pay their respects. Instead, they all stood outside the door and talked among themselves.
Baixi County is close to the Yangtze River and far away from the East China Sea, so the local people do not build a Dragon King Temple. Instead, they spontaneously built a small temple to worship the Dragon Saint. They often burn incense and worship. Farmers pray for good weather, and fishermen pray for water monsters to stay away.
County Magistrate Pan coughed lightly and said, "Fellow villagers, why are you blocking the important rain-praying site?"
Many people hurriedly made way.
"Mr. County Magistrate, please look, the Jiao Saint Statue is cracked!"
"The statues of the Jiaolong and the Shrimp Soldiers and Crab Generals next to the Jiao Saint statue were even worse, broken into pieces all over the ground."
County Magistrate Pan was both shocked and angry. Although the Jiao Sheng looked down on such a small temple, if it knew that the statue was broken, the Jiao Sheng Palace would certainly let the water monster take revenge.
"Who has harmed Baixi County? Where is the temple priest?" Magistrate Pan shouted.
"Sir, I saw with my own eyes that the statue cracked and shattered by itself. It just happened for no reason. It was definitely not a man-made disaster!" the temple keeper argued loudly.
County Magistrate Pan frowned, walked quickly to the door and looked into the Jiaosheng Temple.
County Magistrate Pan was suddenly stunned, because the three words "Jiaosheng Temple" should have been written on the plaque at the main entrance, but now, the words were wiped out by an invisible force and turned into a flat wooden board.
“This…” County Magistrate Pan looked at the sacred dragon statue again.
Bang!
The statue of the Dragon Saint tilted, fell to the ground and turned into powder.
“It’s over…” Magistrate Pan and all the officials looked pale, their hearts filled with despair, and their knees went weak.
Many people were frightened and knelt down.
County Magistrate Zhou said in a trembling voice: "County... County Magistrate, I think we should report this to the cabinet. This matter... we can't handle it!"
County Magistrate Pan looked gloomy, thinking that it would be difficult for him to govern a region again, especially now that the number of Jinshi candidates in Jing State had increased dramatically. Once this incident happened, Jiaosheng Palace would hold him accountable, and he would have to become an idle official.
County Magistrate Pan sighed softly, turned around and returned to the county government office. After taking two steps, many people suddenly exclaimed.
County Magistrate Pan hurriedly turned around and looked towards the Jiaosheng Temple, only to see that five more words had appeared out of thin air on the empty plaque.
Wenxing Longjue Temple.
Magistrate Pan was stunned for three breaths, then he showed a look of ecstasy and laughed uncontrollably. It was so unbelievable that a distinguished Jinshi actually lost his composure.
The county magistrate and the chief clerk were equally delighted, but the ordinary people were the only ones who did not understand why.
Soon, some well-informed people suddenly realized what was going on.
"Isn't Wen Xing Long Jue the same as Fang Xu Sheng? This Jiao Sheng Temple will become Fang Yun Temple in the future!"
"Yes! Wen Xing Long Jue is Fang Xu Sheng!"
"What's going on? I heard from some scholars that Fang Yun was fighting with Jiao Sheng Palace at this time, and the outcome was still undecided. Why did this strange phenomenon appear?"
"You can figure it out even if you use your heels to think about it. The Jiaosheng Temple has become the Wenxing Longjue Temple, so the winner must have been decided! Otherwise, why would the county magistrate be laughing like that!"
"The county magistrate is not only happy because of the rain, but also because Fang Xusheng has become the master of the Yangtze River. From now on, the six countries on both sides of the Yangtze River will certainly look up to our Jing Kingdom! From now on, Jing Kingdom's national fortune will flourish!"
"Yeah… "
The people looked at the county magistrate with strange eyes as he continued to laugh wildly.
At the same time, all the statues of Jiao Sheng and other water monsters in the Yangtze River Basin were smashed, and all the names of Jiao Sheng were replaced with Wenxing Longjue.
Afterwards, the small temples dedicated to Li Daoyuan slowly collapsed and finally turned into ruins.
The imperial garden of the Qingjun Palace is lush and green, and some rare spiritual plants absorb the vitality of heaven and earth, making the air in the palace fresh.
Qingjun was walking slowly with the support of two eunuchs.
"Your Majesty, you look good today. The sky will be sunny." An old eunuch followed behind with a smile, and another eunuch held a wooden table with bright yellow silk spread on it, and on the silk was the jade seal of Emperor Qing.
This old eunuch actually had an official seal of a juren hanging around his waist.
The palace maid looked over quietly and saw a sickly blush on Qing Jun's pale face, and his complexion was much better than a few days ago. Originally, Qing Jun's condition was under control, but he was very unhappy when he learned that the six sub-saint families wanted to confer Fang Yun as the master of the Ten Colds. After that, he summoned the current head of the Xun family, Mr. Xun Da, but Mr. Xun Da was ill and could not come, which made Qing Jun so angry that he almost vomited blood.
Qing Jun was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe and said with a smile: "This Fang Yun is really overestimating his own abilities. He thinks that he can do whatever he wants when Jiao Sheng is not here. He has obtained the projection of the Guantian Mirror, but the Guantian Mirror projection can't do anything to the treasures of Jiao Sheng Palace. Not to mention anything else, even the power accumulated by Jiao Sheng for many years in the Ten Thousand Dragons Map is enough for him to drink a pot. Not to mention, if he really occupies Jiao Sheng Palace, what can he use to suppress the water of a river? The position of Wenxing Dragon Duke and his so-called divine treasures can't do it."
The old eunuch smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right. It is said that at that time, His Majesty Jiao Sheng was tortured by the Jiao Sheng Palace to the point of living a life worse than death. In the end, he borrowed the power of the Four Seas Dragon Palace to suppress it, and slowly integrated the power of the Saint into it. It took five thousand years before he could control the Jiao Dragon Palace. Fang Yun has the title of Wenxing Dragon Duke, but does he have the power of the Saint? Will the other three seas Dragon Palace lend him power? Moreover, he cut off his retreat in order to obtain the Guantian Mirror Projection, saying that this was an internal fight among the water tribes, and the East Saint Pavilion would not lend it to him."
"That's right. There are many treasures in the Jiaosheng Palace. Even if they have a semi-saint ancient monster, it will be of no help. However, that semi-saint ancient monster is a trouble!" Qing Jun's face was gloomy.
The old eunuch smiled and said, "The clan has already found out the details of that ancient monster. It is Fu Yue who has been suppressed by the monster ancestor for many years. Even if it is canonized as a saint, it is a new saint, far inferior to the clan saint. Moreover, this is Shengyuan Continent. Once the clan saint uses the seal of the miscellaneous family, with the power of ten countries in hand, it will be easy to suppress Fu Yue. Moreover, the ancient monster's cultivation method is different from that of humans. It cannot live in Shengyuan Continent and can only travel in the starry sky. Don't worry about it."
Qing Jun nodded and smiled, "Then let's see how he spits out what he has eaten! You go and make arrangements immediately, send a letter to Jing State, saying that this dispute has harmed the people of Qing State, and ask Fang Yun to give Qing State an explanation! I..."
A loud voice suddenly rang out in the sky, and Qingjun's smile froze on his face.
Everyone living near the river saw that conch shells made of water appeared one after another on the river bank, forming two rows on both sides of the river.
Jiang Jun's conch.
"From today on, there will no longer be a Jiao Sheng Palace in Shengyuan Continent, only Wenxing Longjue Palace."
A powerful sound flew out from all the conches and spread in all directions.
Above the Wenxing Longjue Palace, the sky was filled with auspicious clouds and the reflection of the Yangtze River hung in the sky.
In the waters of the Yangtze River, all the monsters kneel down in worship.
The top of Yuhai City turned into a sea of joy.
Countless articles congratulating Fang Yun appeared crazily on the discussion board, exceeding 100,000 in a few moments. Soon, the discussion board prohibited the publication of such articles individually, and they could only be concentrated in one article.
There were cheers and firecrackers everywhere in Xiangzhou.
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