Chapter 27: The Three Treasures of the Divine Lotus
Time flies, and the Temple of the Water God is finally completed! In the grand and solemn hall of the Temple of the Water God, a handsome young man with his foot on the waves and accompanied by a divine dragon is enshrined. The youth wears white clothes like snow, with a face as beautiful as jade. His eyes are deep and profound, full of sacredness and wisdom, looking forward warmly.
The crowd followed Dong Lao into the temple, performing three bows and nine knocks, and inserted incense sticks into the incense burner. The cauldron was instantly filled with smoke and fog, and the fragrance of sandalwood wafted through the air due to the previous manifestation. Many people came to offer incense, fortunately, the Water God Temple's capacity was large enough, but it was still crowded with a sea of people. Fortunately, preparations had been made in advance, and no mistakes had occurred yet.
What nobody noticed was that when everyone first lit incense, the eyes of the statue suddenly became lively. It seemed like a real person, but it was actually the statue imbued with Pan Hao's will, paying attention to the situation here.
The temple is near the Milky Way, with tens of thousands of people outside preparing to burn incense. They are almost all beneficiaries of the first batch of heavenly phenomena. With the spread of news from all sides, almost everyone has come to see this divine temple. If they can get the protection of the gods, it's a big win!
When the temple was established and incense began to burn, many lines of faith that were originally directly connected to Pan Hao suddenly changed direction together. Pan Hao was shocked, his mind followed the lines of faith to investigate, only to discover that they had passed through the statue in the temple before returning to his body.
A roar, a more pure power of faith poured into Pan Hao's divine soul, and even without his own refinement. Pan Hao was overjoyed in his heart, no wonder all the gods and Buddhas liked to build temples, it turned out there was this wonderful use.
At this time, the divine soul that was originally emitting a faintly hazy pale red glow became even more profound. The red color deepened further, advancing towards crimson.
Pan Hao's eyes condensed, his spirit left his body, and he strolled out, sprinkling down red sacred lotus flowers. However, ordinary people with mortal bodies couldn't see them; otherwise, it would be another wave of disturbance and shock.
Pan Hao suddenly appeared above the Tianhe River, with the Temple of Gods not far away. The divine power flowed through his divine soul. His divine soul sensed the aura of the Tianhe River and manipulated the power within its domain. With a loud whooshing sound, the water in the Tianhe River began to surge upwards. A deafening dragon's roar echoed through the river. A magnificent dragon, tens of feet long, emerged from the depths of the river, its head held high. Pan Hao stood atop it.
Pan Hao appeared, and the divine power stored in his divine soul began to surge. With a wave of Pan Hao's hand, the entire temple within a radius of one mile was filled with heavenly dew. When it fell on people's bodies, it could cure stubborn diseases and even strengthen their physique if they were not ill. This was basically the Water God's fundamental spell, but Pan Hao added a hint of divine power to it, making it capable of treating ordinary illnesses with ease.
In the midst of divine power, the divine force was rapidly dwindling. However, the power of faith grew thicker and more abundant, constantly replenishing Pan Hao's divine power.
"Whoa, look, the divine spirit has appeared!"
"It's true, it's not a rumor!"
"May the gods bless my whole family with peace and safety!"
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Everyone went crazy, shouting desperately in shock. A visible divine light shot out from Pan Hao, falling on the statue, tempering its physique, and the entire statue was shrouded in divine light. However, the whole process took only a little over a second. Roar, the dragon turned back, opening up a waterway on the Milky Way, and drilled back in.
At this time, the crowd was still in a frenzy of worship, and the power of faith poured into Pan Hao's divine soul. The pale red divine soul seemed to be dyed, and the red color became even deeper.
The whole day has passed, and the number of people coming to worship has not decreased at all, but is still increasing from all directions. More and more people have heard the news and are rushing over from neighboring towns and counties.
Qingyu City has eighteen counties, and the news of the divine spirit's manifestation in Qu Shui County is spreading continuously. After a few days, the entire Qingyu City has heard about this matter. Some believers have started praying in the temple, hoping to invite the divine spirit back and establish another statue and temple in other county cities.
Pan Hao's heart moved, and every time a representative from each county came to worship and invite the gods in the temple, Pan Hao would separate a small statue of the god from the statue in Tianhe Town, and the crowd cheered again.
These idols, after being tempered by Pan Hao's divine power, can freely change their size. Moreover, the material is special and can better absorb faith, and it is not easy to damage. At the same time, Pan Hao selects a few devout followers in each county and grants them divine techniques. These followers will be the seeds of Pan Hao's spread of faith, waiting for slow germination, and finally growing into towering trees.
Endless faith power poured into Pan Hao's divine soul, and the range of the manifestation of the divine spirit was getting wider and wider. In Pan Hao's purple mansion, the heavenly river god seat with sacred light slowly rose behind his divine soul, as if a red sun hung in the sky, making his divine soul even more holy and noble.
Suddenly, the divine soul's eyes opened. In the divine position, a pure red divine power surged like a long river, flowing into the divine soul's heavenly spirit cover.
Boom, the red light on Shen Hun's body surged, and the eighteen-petaled red lotus platform flower bloomed. The petals had divine light flowing around them. Before long, a new petal of the red lotus slowly grew out from the center of the platform. Pan Hao's eyes shone brightly as the second petal of the red lotus slowly emerged. Just when Pan Hao thought it was over, the third tender petal of the red lotus slowly stretched out from the platform. The three newly born petals swayed with a divine light enveloping them, looking sacred and noble.
Pan Hao's divine soul shook, and the pale red divine soul deepened again, turning towards crimson. Pan Hao felt a surge of joy in his heart. The petals under his divine soul had already reached twenty-one. He was getting closer to the twenty-seven petals of the third-grade Divine Lotus. The aura on his divine soul became even more condensed and powerful.
In the suburbs of Quanshui County, there is a beautiful and elegant ancient mansion. The gate of this mansion has two powerful characters written on it: Pan Fu. Between these two characters, there is a majestic aura hidden inside, and if someone can see the aura, they will see a red, sacred and noble energy swirling above the plaque, captivating people's hearts.
Inside the Pan Mansion's study, Pan Hao sat upright with his eyes closed, cultivating his spirit. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open and a powerful aura rose up, shining brightly for an instant. After a moment, the rising aura slowly dissipated, returning to normal.
"It's finally made some progress!" Pan Hao sighed in his heart. From now on, it will depend on the great power of the devout hearts of the followers to develop further. After all, frequent apparitions are not a good thing. As a divine spirit, one must maintain mystery. Only by being mysterious can one make the faithful maintain sufficient awe and piety.
"Don't let young master run away, young master's madness is acting up again!" Suddenly, a noisy commotion came from outside the courtyard.
"Huh!" Pan Hao turned his head, and a faint red lotus flashed in his eyes as he looked in the direction of the sound. His gaze pierced through the walls and houses, and the scene outside suddenly appeared before Pan Hao's eyes.
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