Chapter 928 Incense Becomes a God

Bai Ziyue looked blankly at Yang Qian, whose throat was slightly rolling, and smiled. He didn't expect that this Daqian Jade Prince was actually an alcoholic, and he let himself go for a bottle of Hou'er wine.

"This is a big advantage for me. I didn't expect that one day, I would trade a gourd of monkey wine for my life!"

Bai Ziyue untied the purple gourd from his waist and threw it to Yang Qian.

Yang Gan reached out to catch it, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked happy. As soon as he got the monkey wine, he couldn't wait to pull out the stopper, took a sip directly, exhaled a long breath, squinted his eyes happily, and said A sigh of satisfaction.

"It's indeed a good wine, but it's a pity that we only have this gourd!"

Bai Ziyue looked at the alcoholic Yang Qian, shook his head, and said with a complicated expression.

"I still have some of the monkey wine that I have made for decades. I can ask someone to give you some in the future, as a way of repaying your kindness!"

Yang Qian nodded quickly when he heard the words, fearing that Bai Ziyue would regret it, so he just said it to death.

"That's it. I'm going to say that your White Ape King's life is very precious. It can't be worth just a gourd of monkey wine. If you spread the word, wouldn't it make people laugh?"

Seeing Yang Qian who was so greedy for alcohol, Bai Ziyue put down his hostility in his heart. He was also a man of great magnanimity. He didn't mind at all that he had just been injured by Yang Qian. Instead, he admired Yang Qian's cultivation and sighed.

"You are different from Emperor Qian. You are chivalrous and cynical. You don't look like a child of the royal family!"

Yang Gan hung the purple gourd on his waist, patted it, and asked after hearing this.

"Do the royal children have to be serious and keep a straight face all day? They are clay sculptures, not living people, so the prince can cry as much as he wants and laugh as much as he wants. Why should he care about other people's opinions!"

Bai Ziyue nodded, but he was narrow-minded. Not all royal children were scheming and liked to fight for power. The person in front of him was a living example.

Yang Gan finished solving Bai Ziyue's matter, but suddenly remembered that he still didn't know Bai Ziyue's purpose of sneaking into Songhe Mountain House, and asked quickly.

"White Ape King, if you don't practice at Zhen Gang Sect, what are you doing here?"

Bai Ziyue smiled bitterly, and didn't care whether the ground was clean or not. He just sat down on the dragon carving ground and told his purpose without any concealment.

"I want to come here to find the three volumes of scriptures on the past, present, and future of Dazen Temple, and to solve the doubts in my heart!"

Yang Qian looked at Bai Ziyue with a serious expression and couldn't help laughing. He walked up to him and explained.

"Although Songhe Shanfang is where the palace's collection of books is, the secrets such as the Three Classics of the Past, Present, and Future of Daizen Temple will never be hidden here. I have never seen these three volumes of scriptures. Even if the royal family With this kind of secret book, only the father and the prince are qualified to practice it. You are just going crazy looking for it here!"

Bai Ziyue was stunned when he heard this. He didn't think too much about it. He only came here to look for it with the hope of just in case.

Looking at Bai Ziyue who was so innocent, Yang Gan felt that these fairies were more innocent and cute than humans, and did not have so many complicated thoughts, so he said loudly.

"Although I have never seen these three secrets of the Great Zen Temple, I know that the "Future No Life Sutra" is indeed in the royal family, and only the father and the prince practice it, but this technique is the power of incense faith. The method of cultivation, now the Southern Inanimate Tao and the Vacuum Tao are supported by the prince and used to collect the power of incense and faith."

Bai Ziyue couldn't hide his disappointment. He didn't expect that all his efforts were in vain. It seemed that if he wanted to go further, he could only return to the Zhen Gang Sect and seize the position of leader, so that he could obtain the method of cultivating human immortals.

Yang Qian's ears twitched slightly and he heard the noise coming from far away. He looked at Bai Ziyue sitting on the ground and reminded him.

"Someone is coming. The White Ape King can leave. Otherwise, someone will break his tracks and I'm afraid it will be hard to explain!"

Bai Ziyue stood up, bowed his hands to Yang Qian, turned over and jumped, and disappeared from sight, heading out of the palace.

The spring rain fell and stopped, and the sun was still shining in the morning, but it became dark at noon, and the lingering raindrops still fell from the sky, making people feel refreshed and happy.

The rain lasted for two days and two nights before it completely stopped, soaking the dry land.

Early in the morning, it was still dark outside, with only the twinkling stars in the sky. At this time, many people were still sleeping. The streets were already crowded with people, and people taking exams were everywhere. of scholar.

Yujing is the largest city in the world, with a flourishing literary style. The number of people taking each scientific examination is several times more than the number of rural examination personnel in various local and state capitals.

These exam-taking scholars, those who were poorer and came from the surrounding countryside, carried baskets, while those who were rich and noble rode in carriages, and those who were good at martial arts simply rode horses.

In front of the Gongyuan, there were all soldiers standing straight in two rows wearing military uniforms, holding spears and swords across their waists. They were all so majestic and solemn that people dared not show their dignity.

Precisely because of these soldiers maintaining order and intimidating everyone, although the square in front of the Gongyuan Gate was crowded with people, there was rarely any noise.

Different from the solemn and quiet place in front of Gongyuan, the street opposite is a snack street. Yang Gan is sitting at a stall, eating freshly baked sesame cakes and drinking salty porridge. He looks at the scholars opposite and thinks in his heart. He was sent here by Emperor Qian today to inspect the examination room. Logically speaking, this was an errand of the Ministry of Rites, and there was no need for him, the prince of the Ministry of Husbandry, to inspect the examination room. Although he didn't understand what Emperor Qian was thinking, Yang Qian still accepted the order. .

After Yang Qian finished eating, he just stood up and saw Hong Yi, whom he had met once before. He ordered a bowl of beef noodles and enjoyed breakfast in an orderly manner. He was not in a hurry, calm and calm, but he had cultivated a good temper. With some calmness, I read some saintly principles.

Yang Qian didn't even say hello to Hong Yi, and walked directly towards Gongyuan, preparing to finish Emperor Qian's errands.

Inside the Gongyuan examination room, clay sculptures of several ancient saints are enshrined in the center.

Every scholar who enters the examination room must first worship these sages before entering their respective seats to wait for the examination.

These ancient saints all wear high crowns and long robes, with calm and resolute faces, and a little bit of wood. After watching them for a long time, you can feel the greatness that they set up morality and etiquette for the world, completely distinguishing humans from beasts. Benevolent and righteous, broad-minded.

A ray of divine light flashed in Yang Gan's eyes, and he looked up at the sky above the clay sculpture of the saint. An aura of awe filled the heaven and earth emerged, exuding a strong sense of oppression. If there are ghosts, immortals, and gods coming out of their bodies, they will definitely be trapped by this. The awe-inspiring and upright spirit was burned out.

Yang Qian knew that these clay sculptures were worshiped by scholars of all dynasties, and their thoughts remained on the clay sculptures of sages. Over time, they accumulated thoughts as majestic as the sun and the moon. After many thoughts accumulated, these clay sculptures gained divine power.

Some totem gods of grassland tribes were worshiped by people and became gods by receiving the incense thought of all people.