:"Huangmei season every family rain, grass pond everywhere frog.

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Outside Meiyu Village, Ning County, Qing Dynasty, an imposing new grave stands on a hill overlooking the misty village not far away.

Qin Feng stood in front of the grave for a long time, releasing his protective zhenqi and allowing the rain to wet his eyes..

His son Qin Qian, after all, still lived to the end of his life and returned to reincarnation.

According to his grandson Qin Yanming, he left with a smile on his face. He probably saw Lin Wan 'er and felt that he had no regrets in dying..

At that time, after Qin Feng left Michen Mountain, because he really couldn't bear to see the scene of life and death parting, he was also worried that if he met Lin Wan 'er, there would be another dispute, so he didn't return to King Yu's capital.

Qin Feng shook his head and sighed.

" No wonder people say that Cultivators have to be hard-hearted to go far. You are indeed being honest!"

It was the first time Qin Feng had faced the death of a close relative who was related to him by blood. At this moment, he suddenly felt that his state of mind was unstable.

Qin Feng may not look at how he made friends, but he was actually a person who valued feelings.

Imagine if he had three wives and four concubines and a full family of sons.

And these close relatives, like Qin Qian, were unable to cultivate and gradually died of old age. How much of a blow would this be to those who pursued immortality?

After a long time, Qin Feng sighed. In the end, he still rode his sword and left this place.

Five years later,

Sunset, evening,

Qin Feng dressed as a fisherman, lying in a boat, looking at the stars in the sky, let the boat flow with the waves in the river.

At this moment, many troubles in the world seem to have left him..

Qin Feng indeed had many troublesome matters to attend to right now.

Xue Hunyuan, the ancestor of the Xue family of Hundred Python Mountain, was said to have condensed his Nascent Soul using a secret technique and was no longer afraid of evil.

Therefore, as early as ten years ago, the Xue family began to stir up trouble.

Fortunately, Qin Feng had spread false news that Li Yinqiu had successfully broken through to the Nascent Soul stage and was cultivating secret techniques of the Nascent Soul stage in seclusion to refine various magic treasures..

The moment this news came out, the Xue family was instantly intimidated.

But in fact, Li Yinqiu has been away for more than 40 years, and there has been no news. I don't know if he is dead or alive..

The false information can be concealed for the first time, but not for the fifteenth time.

Nearly ten years have passed, but Li Yinqiu has not appeared, Xue family gradually suspicious, and began to test all kinds of.

He believed that if Li Yinqiu still did not show up in a few months, Qin Feng would not be able to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. A fierce battle that concerned the survival of the sect would definitely be inevitable.

The stars move, the rooster announces dawn, seems to blink for a while, and it is already white clouds and white dogs, rising and setting sun,

In the evening, the lonely boat suddenly stopped and came to a wild ferry. After crossing, it was blocked by a fallen tree..

I could only hear the sound of gongs and drums on the shore. I didn't know what they were celebrating..

Qin Feng jumped off the boat and went up to the shore.

In front of them was a large market town. In front of a temple nearby, some people were dancing dragon lanterns, others had set up a straw platform to perform martial arts, and there were many stalls selling sugar figurines, rice cakes, hairpins and lanterns.

On both sides of the temple gate stood several torches as thick as trees, burning many pine trees, illuminating the surroundings like daylight.

The common people, old and young, either went to watch the dragon lantern, or competed to buy all kinds of rare things, or sat under the grass to watch the martial arts drama. Everywhere was crowded, and cheers rose and fell..

Such a lively scene once made Qin Feng think that it was the New Year.

But now it is clearly early April summer, it seems to be close to all kinds of major festivals, it is really a little confusing.

Qin Feng swam along with the crowd for a while. He even went to the stall to buy a bowl of vermicelli soup, add a spoonful of oil and chili, and eat a meal randomly. It was really a taste of the human world..

Suddenly, an old squire walked over from the crowd and led a group of people to the temple. He shouted loudly,

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" This is outrageous. Our Cao Family Town has a Dragon King Temple that has been worshiped for hundreds of years, but you people insist on worshiping this Wild Dragon King. This is ridiculous. Destroy it all!"

"Let's see who dares!"

Immediately many young men, led by a young gentleman, stood in front of the temple gate,

"Ever since we worshiped this new Dragon King, the weather in the village has been good every year. Every family has a bumper harvest. Fourth Uncle, if you dare to destroy this Dragon King Temple, you will be making things difficult for us!"

After a heated argument, the old squire saw that there were too many people on the other side and had to leave angrily

But after a while, Qin Feng saw the old squire holding a lighter and returning alone.

He first came to the grass under the platform pretending to watch a play, from time to time glanced at the temple door, obviously waiting for an opportunity to enter the fire.

Qin Feng then walked over and appeared at the right time when the old squire saw an opening and was about to rush into the Dragon King Temple, allowing him to bump into him..

The old squire was originally furious, but when he looked up and saw Qin Feng, he was obviously stunned for a moment. He looked surprised and hurriedly apologized..

Qin Feng took the opportunity to chat with him.

"Old man, why is your Dragon King Temple Fair so lively?"

The old squire replied kindly,

"In our Caojiaji area, there were originally quite a lot of good farmland, but there were often floods. More than ten years ago, there were even mountain torrents that buried thousands of people in several villages.

Later, the imperial court issued a virtuous minister and ordered the repair of the dam. From then on, the weather was good every year, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment.

After that virtuous minister died, people said that he became the Dragon King. We built a temple for him here. Every time he died, everyone from ten miles and eight villages came to worship him. It was naturally lively."

After Qin Feng heard this, his heart stirred. After chatting with the old squire for a while, he took advantage of his lack of attention and used an invisibility spell to enter the Dragon King Temple..

He looked up and saw the Dragon King worshipping in the temple. He was gentle, elegant, and easy-going. He clearly looked like his son Qin Qian!

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment.

"I tried my best to pursue immortality, but I couldn't. I didn't expect my son, a mortal, to become a god in another way after death. This is really true."

For a moment, he was greatly touched. Finally, he seemed to understand. He laughed a few times and immediately left Cao Jia Ji. He flew up to the clouds on his sword.

Not long after Qin Feng left, the old squire brought a large group of people to the Dragon King Temple.

Someone immediately stopped him aggressively.

"Fourth Uncle, you still want to cause trouble?"

The old squire said:

" I don't dare to cause trouble. I saw the real Dragon Lord just now and finally believed in the efficacy of this new Dragon King Temple. I instructed someone to carry two boxes of silver ingots to offer incense to this temple!"

Seeing that the old stubborn man had finally come to his senses, everyone was naturally happy and asked him how he had met the Dragon Lord..

The old squire said,"

"Just now, I was watching a play under the theater when I accidentally met a scholar who was 60 to 70 percent similar to the Dragon Lord in the temple.

I once heard an old man say that if the Dragon Lord appeared at the temple fair today to listen to the opera, our years would definitely be the same.

However, he must not expose his identity. Once he did, the Dragon Lord might be angry and a flood would fall. That would be bad!

Therefore, I respectfully replied to him two words, then did not dare to say more, silently retreated to the side, lest he disturb the elderly quiet listening to the play.

Sure enough, I only walked away two steps, and then looked back, he disappeared..

He must have used some kind of invisibility technique to prevent us mortals from seeing his real body!"

After everyone heard this, they all clicked their tongues in amazement.

Since then, the reputation of the Dragon King Temple in Cao Jiaji has become more and more resounding, and the incense has become more and more prosperous.

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