Dragon King relies on green tea

The heavens are not clear, that's just because the heavens themselves don't understand many accidents in the human world, but if the heavens are not clear, it doesn't mean that ordinary people can't guess.

Ye Junche tilted his head, glanced at Chi'an and ignored him, then looked at Zisang Yanshu and asked softly, "Yanshu must have traveled to many places, have you ever heard of the sacrifice of the sacred tree?"

Immediately, Zi Sang Yanshu's expression changed, and he clenched his fingertips hidden in his sleeves, and responded in a low voice: "Fusang sacred tree, the ancient sacred tree will bring peace to the world and comfort the common people in the three realms."

Ye Junche slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a faint smile, "Yanshu really knows the origin of the sacred tree. I heard the little priest mention the sacred tree in the fairy mansion in the temple just now, and I didn't pay attention to it at that time."

"If the Dragon King of the South China Sea is really so angry, then I smashed the temple, and the Dragon King will not be able to bear this humiliating behavior, but I smashed the temple, the sky did not change, and the Dragon King did not appear, it can only show that the dragon king was angry Not about the Dragon King himself."

Zi Sang Yanshu listened, his eyes became even more nervous, and he asked in a low voice: "What do you think the Dragon King cares about, young master?"

Looking at the dead tree in front of him, Ye Junche said with certainty, "The sacred tree of hibiscus."

"Sacred Hibiscus Tree?" Chi Anmeng was stunned, with a dazed expression on his face. He, who was in the heavenly world, had only heard of the Sacred Hibiscus Tree, but he had never seen it before, and he didn't know its origin, so how would a mortal born in the world know? Hibiscus sacred tree?

Ye Junche explained quietly: "The little priest doesn't know about the Fusang sacred tree, so that's right."

The world has had the custom of offering sacrifices to sacred trees since ancient times, but no one has ever known what a sacred tree is. It is just a habit passed down from generation to generation.

When they first arrived in Yicheng, they took a stroll around Yicheng and found that the Dragon King Temple was full of incense, and the Earth Temple was also worshiped from time to time. Only the God Tree Temple was desolate and seemed to be abandoned by people.

No one knows what the sacred tree is, and no one knows what the sacred tree looks like, but the sacred tree has a small temple, and the statue on the altar is a small tree made of stones.

In the past, people would worship every year, but some people would gradually forget it.

Chi'an said that when he was in the God Realm, there was an immortal whose neck was broken by the Dragon King because he touched the sacred tree in the Immortal Mansion.

The sacred tree in the Immortal Mansion should be the legendary hibiscus sacred tree, that is, a sacred tree worshiped in the world who does not know what it is.

That sacred tree must be very important to the Dragon King. Maybe the Dragon King heard someone swearing rudely during the worship, or he saw the desolation of the temple of the sacred tree in Yicheng, so the Dragon King was angry.

The Dragon King can ignore his own temple being smashed, but he absolutely can't see the desolation of Shenmu's temple.

"Yan Shu, how is your injury? Let's take a rest for the night today, how about we go to the temple of the sacred tree tomorrow?" Already guessing that it's about the sacred tree, Ye Junche couldn't wait to see it. But Zisang Yanshu's injury is more important, he can only wait for tomorrow.

"My injury is fine. Since I guessed it, I can go and have a look now." Zisang Yanshu pointed to the noise outside, and said, "You smashed the Dragon King Temple, and now you have aroused the public outrage of the people. Don't take advantage of it." Sneaking away at night, is it possible to go to the temple swaggeringly in broad daylight, and then lure the people to the temple to make a fuss?"

He said that the injury was fine, but Ye Junche was still worried.

The painful expression at the moment when the incense burner hit him would not be deceiving, but Zisang Yanshu still refused to let him take a look at the injury, which made him even more worried.

Also, the biting coldness, that kind of touch seems to be still in the hand.

When mentioning the injury, Zi Sang Yanshu subconsciously took a step back, deliberately avoiding his concern about the injury, "It's really fine, I'm not used to having someone heal me, I can do it myself, I can slay dragons Minor injuries are not a problem at all.”

Since Zisang Yanshu insisted, Ye Junche had nothing to say.

A few people came to the Divine Tree Temple at night when the people were asleep, and it was exactly as Ye Junche thought, there were very few incense sticks, compared to the incense sticks in the Dragon King Temple, it was a world of difference.

The sacred tree piled up with stones on the altar was clean and not stained with a trace of dust. Compared with the ash-piled altar beside it, it was simply out of place.

Seeing this scene, Zi Sang Yanshu went up to wipe the dust on the stage carefully with a handkerchief, and sighed: "People only see what is beneficial to them. They can only see what is in front of them. Those who are silent What they paid for, they will never remember."

Before Ye Junche could open his mouth, Zi Sang Yanshu took the initiative to say: "The sacred tree of Fusang is the real body of the ancient god Jianxu. Thousands of years ago, during the battle between gods and demons, the barrier between heaven and earth was torn apart, and the sky collapsed. The sacred tree that was bred can prop up the sky and repair the barrier, so the god Jian Xu refined his real body into a pillar of heaven, dispersed his spirit and repaired the barrier between heaven and earth, this is the origin of enshrining the sacred tree."

Chi An supported his head and listened carefully. When he was in the heaven, he had never heard such a past event mentioned by other gods.

Immediately, Zi Sang Yanshu smiled wryly, looked at the desolate temple and said: "Because of the god, the heaven and the earth are in peace until now, but you see, no one will remember the god Jian Xu, and they will never be grateful to the god tree. All that is left is a piece of desolation." .”

Looking at this expression, Ye Junche only felt distressed, and when he saw the sacred tree standing up from Shidu, he also felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, an indescribable feeling, very strange.

After listening, Chi An was still at a loss, and said: "Even if you know, what can you do? Knowing that the Dragon King of the South China Sea does not rain, it is still useless. Do you want to hold a grand sacred tree sacrificial ceremony for the Dragon King to see?" Have the people still not forgotten the sacred tree?"

At this time, Ye Junche fixed his eyes on Zisang Yanshu in front of him, and said softly: "It depends on whether Lord Dragon King is willing to show face."

Sure enough, it was easily recognized.

Zisang Yanshu lowered his head and chuckled, met Ye Junche's gaze, and said in relief, "When did you guess it? I thought it could be later at least."

As for his identity, Zi Sang Yanshu didn't deliberately hide it at all, so Ye Junche didn't take a lot of trouble to confirm it.

Even though he was guessed, Zi Sang Yanshu was only slightly disappointed. He wanted to hide until he recovered from his injuries, so that he wouldn't have to see Ye Junche's guilty and sad expression at the moment.

"It was confirmed just now, do you still want to hide the injury until you recover? Yan Shu, if I knew that the keel was yours, I would definitely not go home and ask you for the keel." Ye Junche's eyes were full of guilt And distressed, how painful it must be to cut a bone...

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