County Magistrate Pan and the other two quickly arrived at the Divine Flood Dragon Temple two streets away from the county office. There were already many people there, but they did not pay their respects. Instead, they stood outside the temple and discussed.
Bai Xi County was close to the Yangtze River and far from the East Sea. Therefore, the local people did not build a Dragon King Temple. Instead, they built a small temple to worship the Divine Flood Dragon.
County Magistrate Pan coughed and said, "Dear people, why are you blocking the Rain Prayer Ground?"
The people quickly opened up a path for them.
"County Magistrate, look! The Divine Flood Dragon Statue has cracked!"
"The statues of the flood dragon and prawn soldiers beside the Divine Flood Dragon Statue are in an even worse state."
County Magistrate Pan was shocked and angry. Although the Divine Flood Dragon did not care about such a small temple, the Divine Flood Dragon Palace would definitely send the water demons to seek revenge.
"Who harmed my Bai Xi County? Where is the temple attendant? "County Magistrate Pan shouted.
"My Lord, this old man saw with my own eyes that the statue broke apart on its own. It's not a man-made disaster!" The temple attendant loudly defended himself.
County Magistrate Pan frowned. He quickly walked to the entrance and looked into the Divine Flood Dragon Temple.
County Magistrate Pan was stunned. The words "Divine Flood Dragon Temple" should have been written on the plaque, but now, the words were wiped away by an invisible force and turned into a flat wooden board.
"This..." County Magistrate Pan looked at the Divine Flood Dragon Statue again.
"Clang!"
The Divine Flood Dragon Statue tilted and fell to the ground, turning into powder.
"It's over..." County Magistrate Pan and all the other officials were pale. They were in despair and their knees were weak.
The people were so scared that they knelt down.
County Magistrate Zhou said with a trembling voice, "County... County Magistrate Pan, I think we should report this to the Cabinet. This... we can't handle it!"
County Magistrate Pan's face darkened. He knew that it would be difficult for him to govern a region, especially now that the number of Grand Scholars in Jingguo had increased. If the Divine Flood Dragon Palace came after him, he could only be an idle official.
County Magistrate Pan sighed and turned to return to the county office. After taking two steps, many people exclaimed.
County Magistrate Pan hurriedly turned to look at the Divine Flood Dragon Temple and saw five words appear on the empty plaque.
Wen Xing Long Jue Temple.
County Magistrate Pan was stunned for a full three breaths. Then, he revealed a look of ecstasy and could not stop laughing. A dignified Jinshi had actually lost his composure.
The deputy county magistrate and the registrar were also overjoyed. Only the commoners were confused.
Very quickly, some well-informed citizens came to a realization.
"Isn't Wen Xing Long Jue Fang Xusheng? This Divine Flood Dragon Temple is going to become Fang Yun Temple! "
"Yes! Wen Xing Long Jue is Fang Xusheng! "
"What's going on? I've heard from some scholars that Fang Yun is in the middle of a great battle with the Flood Dragon Divine Palace, and the victor has yet to be decided. Why would such a phenomenon appear? "
"Even if you use your brain to think, you can understand. The Jiao Saint Temple has become the Wen Xing Long Jue Temple. The outcome 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, he is also happy because Fang Xusheng has become the ruler of the Yangtze River. From now on, the six countries on both sides of the Yangtze River will definitely look up to Jingguo! From now on, Jingguo will be prosperous! "
"Yes, yes, yes …"
The crowd of commoners looked at the county magistrate, who was laughing wildly, with strange gazes.
At the same time, all the statues of the Jiao Saint and the other water demons in the Yangtze River area were crushed. The names of the Jiao Saint were all changed to Wen Xing Long Jue.
Then, the small temples that worshipped Li Daoyuan slowly collapsed and turned into ruins.
In the Imperial Palace of the Qing Emperor, the Imperial Garden was lush and green. Some rare spiritual plants absorbed the Qi of Heaven and Earth, making the air in the palace fresh.
The Qing Emperor was taking a stroll with the help of two eunuchs.
"Your Majesty, you look good today. The sky is clear." An old eunuch followed behind with a smile. Another eunuch was holding a wooden table. The table was covered with bright yellow silk, and the imperial seal of the Qing Emperor was placed on top of the silk.
The old eunuch also had the imperial seal of a High Scholar hanging on his waist.
The palace servants looked over quietly. The Qing Emperor's pale face had a sickly red flush. His complexion was much better than it was a few days ago. Originally, the Qing Emperor's illness was under control. However, when he found out that the six great secondary saint families wanted to make Fang Yun the Master of Ten Frosts, he was very unhappy. Then, he summoned the current head of the Xun Family, Mister Xun. In the end, Mister Xun was sick and could not come. The Qing Emperor was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
The Qing Emperor was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. He smiled and said, "This Fang Yun is really overestimating himself. He thinks that he can do whatever he wants because the Jiao Saint is not around. He has already obtained the projection of the Heavenly Observation Mirror, but it can't do anything to the treasures of the Jiao Saint Palace. Not to mention other things, just the power that the Jiao Saint in the Myriad Jiao Picture has accumulated for many years is enough to make him suffer. Not to mention, if he really takes over the Jiao Saint Palace, how can he suppress the entire river? It's impossible for a mere literary star, Dragon Baron, and those so-called divine objects and treasures of his, to achieve that. "
The old eunuch smiled and said, "Your Majesty is right. It is said that the Jiao Saint was tortured by the Jiao Saint Palace. In the end, he borrowed the power of the Dragon Palaces of the Four Seas to suppress it. He used the power of the Sage position to slowly integrate his power into the palace. It took him a total of five thousand years to control the Jiao Dragon Palace. Fang Yun has the name of Wen Xing Long Jue, but does he have the power of the Sage position? Will the other three Dragon Palaces lend him their power? Moreover, he cut off his own path of retreat in order to obtain the projection of the Heavenly Observation Mirror. He said that it was an internal conflict among the Water Clan and that the Dongsheng Pavilion would not lend it to him. "
"That's right. There are many treasures in the Jiao Saint Palace. Even if they have a Half-saint Ancient Demon, it won't help. However, that Half-saint Ancient Demon is troublesome! "The Qing Emperor's face was sinister.
The old eunuch smiled and said, "The Zong Family has already investigated the background of that Ancient Demon. It is Fu Yue, who has been suppressed by the Demon Ancestor for many years. Even if it is a Sage, it is still a new Sage. It is far from being comparable to the Zong Sheng. Moreover, this is the Saint Origin World. Once Zong Sheng uses the Zajia Seal, it will be easy for him to suppress Fu Yue with the power of ten nations. Moreover, that Ancient Demon's cultivation method is different from that of humans. It can't stay in Saint Origin World and can only roam the starry sky. There is no need to worry about it. "
The Qing Emperor nodded and smiled. "Then let's see how he spits out what he has taken! Go and arrange for a letter of credence to be sent to Jingguo. Say that this conflict has affected the people of Gyeongo. Ask for an explanation from Fang Yun to Gyeongo! I … "
A loud voice suddenly sounded in the sky. The smile on the Qing Emperor's face froze.
Everyone who was near the river saw conches made of water appear one after another, forming two rows on both sides of the river.
It was the Jiang Lord's conch.
"From today onwards, there will be no more Jiao Saint Palace in Saint Origin World. There will only be Wen Xing Long Jue Palace."
A vigorous and powerful voice flew out from all the conches and spread in all directions.
In the sky above Wen Xing Long Jue Palace, thousands of auspicious clouds filled the sky and the reflection of the Yangtze River hung in the sky.
In the waters of the Yangtze River, thousands of demons knelt down.
In Jade Sea City, there was a sea of joy.
On the rankings, countless congratulatory articles for Fang Yun appeared crazily. In a few breaths, there were more than a hundred thousand articles. Soon, the rankings banned such articles and could only gather them in one article.
Cheers and firecrackers were everywhere in Xiangzhou.
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