Chapter 62: Incense and Votive Offerings

  Pan Hao's eyes were deep and mysterious, his gaze slightly narrowed. The aura of the Container God was now more solidified, and he suddenly found that there were many existences that he had not noticed before.

  But for now, let's settle things here first and then go see what's going on! Pan Hao made a decision and immediately came back to his senses.

  "King Hu, go take a look at your future Water Palace!" Pan Hao waved his sleeve with a loud crash. The center of the river seemed to be split in two. The water on both sides parted with a roar, revealing the riverbed. An ancient and dilapidated Water Palace appeared before Pan Hao and King Hu's eyes.

  Pan Hao brought Wang Qi down with him in mid-air, as if there was an invisible staircase supporting their feet, and the two floated downwards.

  Tap, tap. Pan Hao brought Wang Hu to the front of the Shui Fu, where they saw written on the gate: "Shu He Bie Fu". Four large ancient seals, these ancient seal characters were strict and square, emitting a sense of being just right. The entire Shui Fu was shrouded in a faint white mist, making it impervious to the erosion of flowing water.

  Pan Hao knew that this was where Tang Jue got his chance.

  "Whoosh!" The gate of the Water Palace opened, and a solemn, majestic, and awe-inspiring aura emanated from it. Before one's eyes was a small ancient temple, with white jade paving on the ground, supported by four pillars, which were carved with various aquatic creatures, including goldfish jumping out of the water, crabs scuttling sideways, and schools of fish foraging...

  The entire ancient temple, although not many objects, still looks solemn and majestic, rich and grand. This water palace is obviously left by the repairman, under the clever combination of the fish scale machine, entered here, got the opportunity to open the spiritual wisdom and repaired the law.

  Pan Hao had already checked the details of this water demon in the water veins. The carp demon obtained the medicine to open up spiritual intelligence in the water mansion, and while absorbing the aura and blood of living people, it cultivated the skills it had obtained, breaking through the condensation period a short time ago and entering the fetal dan period. That's why it became more ruthless.

  "Wang Hu, this is where your future Water Palace will be. I hope you accumulate more merits!" Pan Hao's voice was clear and bright, with a hint of divine light flashing in his eyes.

  "Yes, Lord Cheng Huang!" Wang Hu said respectfully.

  "Hmm!" Pan Hao stood with his hands behind his back and nodded. With a whoosh, he transformed into a red light and disappeared within the Water Palace.

  ……

  Liu Yong walked out of the Pan Mansion with a swagger.

  "Master!" A young servant in a green robe stepped forward and asked with his hands clasped together. But Liu Yong seemed to be possessed, showing no reaction to the servant's words, his eyes dull and lifeless as he slowly dragged his feet forward. The group of servants behind him didn't understand what was going on either, and they followed slowly behind Liu Yong.

  Finally back in front of the Liu mansion gate, the luster of Liu Yong's eyes gradually recovered, and finally, his spirit was restored.

  "You, go inform the shopkeeper of Si Lian to come to Liu's residence!" Liu Yong said, beckoning to one of the young servants.

  "Now?" said the young servant in green clothes with some hesitation.

  "Alright, now!" Liu Yong let out a weak sigh. The Four United Shopkeepers were the management organization under Liu Yong that controlled everything in Qingyu County, and the people inside were all handlers and operators of the Liu family's wealth circulation. They were the most outstanding business talents under Liu Yong.

  "Yes, sir!" The young servant in green clothing responded with a bow after receiving the clear order and then turned to leave.

  Two hours later, Liu Yong's entire business empire began to operate, repairing bridges and roads, providing disaster relief and assistance to the people, building river embankments...

  It's clear that Liu Yong hasn't lost his mind and is scattering the family fortune. Whether this can accumulate merit or lead to great chaos remains to be seen. After all, wealth moves people's hearts, and clearing out such a large amount of property will likely cause a lot of chaos. Fortunately, Liu Yong is calmly planning and calculating.

  As Liu Yong moved, a faint yellow aura descended, emitting a warm, noble and sacred breath. It landed on Liu Yong's head, where it collided with the sinful energy composed of resentment, curses and grievances, producing a sizzling burning sound. The threads of sin actually dissipated into green smoke.

  However, in the face of Liu Yong's towering crimes, this faint yellow merit is nothing but a mayfly trying to shake a tree. Fortunately, this faint merit continues to fall from the void, and there is an increasing trend.

  In the outskirts of Qingyu County, a young girl named Xiaojing lay on her bed, surrounded by the thick scent of medicine. At this moment, a doctor dressed in green was watching over her. Above the girl's head, a sacred and noble aura tightly wrapped around her fate, separating it from sin and guilt.

  At this time, the originally deep red and thick divine power was slowly decaying. The external sin seemed to be a dense black cloud that completely enveloped the aura, attempting to invade and erode the energy of the divine power.

  Rong County Yongping County, inside Zhang's ancestral hall.

  Inside the Zhang family ancestral hall, dozens of ancestor tablets are placed on top. These are all the ancestors of the Zhang family who founded the house and have been worshipped by generations, enjoying the incense offered by their descendants during festivals and holidays.

  At this time, in the ancestral hall, a man wearing a cyan straight robe with wide sleeves and a long dress, with a square flat top hat on his head, stood with his eyebrows furrowed, as if worrying about something. And around the man, a thick white mist filled the entire ancestral hall.

  "Haha, Old Zhang, are you going to give it to me or not!" A hoarse and ill-intentioned voice suddenly rang out.

  "Bang!" The temple gate was knocked open by a tree root as thick as an adult's arm, rough and dark gray. This root crawled out of the ground, extremely agile, stretching out like a long snake, revealing its snake letter.

  "Whoosh!" A thick white mist burst forth from the temple. Crackling and popping, a chaotic noise erupted as the tree roots snapped instantly. Countless green juices flowed out.

  "Ah!" Along with the snapping of the tree roots, a low, muffled, and painful growl rose up.

  "Huilian, don't go too far!" A man dressed as a Confucian scholar, with a deeply furrowed brow, sternly warned.

  "Haha, give me the thing and I'll leave!" The locust tree spirit's hoarse voice rang out again. "Otherwise, don't blame me for taking action against your descendants!"

  "You! Aren't you afraid of heavenly punishment!" The man's heart suddenly tightened, and he rebuked angrily.

  "What's there to fear? I'll kill you slowly, and I'm not afraid of being guilty!" The locust tree spirit obviously knew that he had hit the man's weak spot, and couldn't help but sneer coldly.

  "You were supposed to have died long ago, and your soul should have returned to the underworld for reincarnation. Yet, you relied on that thing, encircled by the incense offered by your descendants, and absorbed it to condense into a soul body. This must be a treasure!" The hoarse voice of the Locust Tree Spirit sounded again, revealing a greedy tone.

  "You clearly know this is my foundation, yet you still want to seize it!" The man was furious, the incense and wishes of the temple hall whistled out, transformed into sharp arrows, and rushed into the ground.

  "Ah!" A low, mournful cry rang out again. An arrow shot through a tree root, shattering it on the ground, like a gecko's severed tail, as it scurried about wildly.

  Whoosh, whoosh! The remaining roots of the Sophora tree retreated with a rustling sound and quickly escaped.

  "You wait, I'll kill one of your descendants a day until you surrender!" The locust tree spirit dropped a ruthless remark and quickly escaped from the temple's perimeter of hundreds of feet.

  "Boom!" The arrow made of incense and wishes shot out from underground over a hundred meters before exploding with a loud noise, dispersing into white mist. Although the man's soul was preserved, his abilities and soul were also bound within the temple's perimeter of a hundred square meters.