Holy Advent

Chapter 43 The Holy Temple
Yin Hao killed Fei Wu, threw the knife to Niu Gao, and asked him to stay and help the girl with the funeral, and then took him to the fief village.

Otherwise, staying here will definitely end badly.

After making arrangements, they boarded the carriage.

The following guards looked at him differently this time, with respect and awe.

"At such a young age, the intent to kill is too strong!"

Looking at the blood-stained little body, Bigan couldn't help frowning.

"Grandpa, you heard it too. He is only Fei Zhong's son, but he is so rampant! Robbing people in the street and killing their parents, how lawless? Robbing a girl will destroy a family, eight hundred?"

Yin Hao said sadly.

Bigan was silent.

"It's like this in the imperial city. If you look at the world?" Yin Hao's eyes were burning, "Grandpa, tell me, how many families are destroyed every day? What if these people can't bear it and riot? What will happen if there are tens of thousands of people in the imperial city? Households are unbearable to be humiliated, what will happen once it breaks out? In this world, who has the most people? Nobles? How many? Ordinary people account for ninety-nine percent!"

"Since ancient times, nobles have ruled the world!"

Incomparably deeper than dry.

Yin Hao smiled and didn't continue talking.

no need.

It is too difficult to change a person's concept, especially those with vested interests.

After returning to the mansion, after taking a bath, he changed his clothes, and then continued to get on the carriage, looking for the cultivator that Bigan had mentioned.

The carriage went all the way to the north, gradually becoming less populated.

Finally, after passing through a bamboo forest, a stone temple appeared at the foot of the green hill and beside the stream. After getting off the carriage, Bigan straightened his clothes with a somewhat respectful demeanor.

He led Yin Hao to the front of the stone temple, stood outside and bowed in salute with an extremely respectful expression: "Great Shang Bigan, meet the guardian!"

The stone temple is simple and even covered with moss, which gives people a very solemn feeling.

"protector?"

Yin Hao was greatly surprised.

He found that in the stone temple, the three unknown existences were enshrined, and the incense was lingering, and the incense ash accumulated in the cauldron was almost overflowing.

"come in!"

An old voice came from inside, and the two of them walked away, and saw an old man sitting cross-legged on one side, with white hair randomly scattered behind his back, and a beard fluttering on his chest. He looked old, but gave people a kind of A sense of ecstasy.

Bi Gan's expression became more respectful.

He pulled Yin Hao, knelt down directly, bowed deeply for a few times, then stood up, picked up the incense beside him, lit it on the ever-burning lamp, and inserted it into the cauldron.

"Master Guardian!"

Only then did Bigan look at the old man beside him.

"sit down!"

With a wave of the old man's hand, two futons flew over and landed in front of him.

Bigan sat down respectfully.

Yin Hao looked at the futon in front of him, his heart beating wildly.

"As the royal family of the great merchants, the current sub-prime, you should know that it is not a big deal, and you will not enter the holy temple!"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, he became extremely powerful.

"Holy temple?"

In Yin Hao's heart, he was even more suspicious.

He just sat cross-legged quietly, keeping silent is golden.

Bigan was silent for a moment, and then he told about the events before and after King Zhou worshiped at the Nuwa Temple, as well as the poem inscription: "Master Guardian...!"

The guardian waved his hand and asked back: "What if a servant of your family sees your wife writing such a poem?"

"Stick to death!"

After Bigan finished speaking, he shook his body, his face turned pale, and he said hastily: "But, but the king, he doesn't have such a temperament at all, why would he write such a poem suddenly?"

"The reason doesn't matter anymore. The important thing is that he didn't die on the spot, so he should be very lucky!" The guardian waved his hand as he said, "You go away, this little guy stays!"

Bigan's expression changed drastically, and he finally asked, "Is there no room for redemption?"

"I can't comprehend right and wrong, let's go!"

The guardian waved again, and Bigan flew out lightly.

Snapped……!
The door of the holy temple was also closed.

Yin Hao, who had been sitting cross-legged, couldn't help feeling nervous.

"You are very good, really good. At a young age, you have created pen, ink, paper, pinyin, and even cast a volume of biography model, which has the style of the "Zi Zu" back then. In you, I Seeing the fire of civilization, it is like the great eastern sun in the morning, the red light blooms, and the mountains and rivers are dyed."

"You always know?"

Yin Hao has calmed down.

The holy temple in front of him did not appear in the list of gods at all, and this guardian was even more unheard of, and the statue in the holy temple was not Sanqing at all.

No matter who the other party is from, can he still be killed?

"The matter of Chaoge can't be hidden from my eyes!"

The old man laughed.

"What was your old name?"

"You can call me Wen!"

"Wen? Wen Zu!"

"No, no, Zizu is Wenzu. My name is just Wenzu!"

"The kid will call you Wen Lao!"

"Can!"

"Then you will leave the boy?"

"I've been observing you for a long time!" Wen Lao said with a smile, "You boy, is as intelligent as the ancestor of Zizu back then, but you are very concerned about the matter of cultivating immortals and becoming enlightened!"

"One life comes from one experience. After a hundred years, there will be a pile of loess. Since there is a way of longevity, why not pursue it? With a long life, you can do more things you want to do!"

"for example?"

"What is your origin? Who are those three people?"

Yin Hao didn't answer, but asked the root question.

Talking about people when you see people, talking about ghosts when you see ghosts, and prescribing the right medicine will have the best effect.

He is no daredevil!
"I used to practice beside Zizu. When the great merchants established the country, I came to sit in the town and become the guardian!" Wen Lao said, "As for those three, they are the third ancestors of our human race!"

"Third Patriarch?" Yin Hao frowned, "Why is there no Empress Nuwa?"

"Why do you have her?"

"Nu Wa created humans, she is the Holy Mother of our human race!"

"Who told you that the human race was created by Nuwa?"

"Isn't that what the rumors say?"

"The rumors may not be true!" Wen Lao said, "I can tell you clearly that the human race was not created by Nuwa, but she and the human race have a deep relationship. As for the specifics, I don't know!"

"This……!"

Yin Hao was in a mess.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, it is rumored that Nuwa created humans, but this one in front of him is lucky to say that the human race was not created by Nuwa.

It would be fine if it was the previous life, after all it was a world without ghosts and gods, but this is the world of conferred gods.

There is also Zi Zu, or Wen Zu, who must be Cangjie, and he is also a person of great ability. The one in front of him is definitely not a trivial matter.

Whether it is sitting in the holy temple or following the ancestors to practice, it all illustrates this point.

"Continuing the topic just now, if you live forever, what do you want to do, for example?"

Veteran Wen changed the subject.

Yin Hao was silent.

"You kid, you are as calm as a mountain, and as cunning as a ghost, but you are talented, but you are earth-shattering!" Elder Wen nodded Yin Hao, and smiled, "You still don't trust me!"

"Come with me!"

He stood up, saluted the statue of the third ancestor, and walked out.

Yin Hao also saluted respectfully.

From left to right, the first statue raises its head slightly, as if looking at the starry sky, full of wisdom; the second statue lowers its head slightly, full of compassion; the third holds a long sword, which can cut the sky.

"Fuxi, Shennong, Xuanyuan!"

Yin Hao had a guess in his mind.

When he got outside, Bigan hadn't left yet, but when he saw Elder Wen coming out, he hurriedly saluted.

Elder Wen nodded and said, "Tell your grandson, what is this place? What is my origin?"

Bigan flashed doubts, and there was a touch of excitement, and he said quickly: "Hao'er, this is the ancestral temple of our human race, also known as the holy temple, dedicated to the third ancestor of our human race. As for the guardian, according to ancient records, since Since the founding of the Dashang Kingdom, it has been guarding here, and it cannot be guarded unless it is a monster, so ordinary people don't know it at all. If you mention people in cultivation, I may not even think of it!"

"Grandpa, I got it!"

Only then was Yin Hao truly sure.

"How about little guy?" Elder Wen smiled and said to Bigan, "You can stay here, or you can go home first, I have something to talk about with your grandson!"

"Please go ahead!"

Bigan is very respectful.

The one in front of him could be his grandpa.

Wen Lao nodded, put his hands behind his back, and walked to the stream.

Yin Hao followed silently, his thoughts spinning rapidly.

"for example?"

Elder Wen asked again.

Yin Hao smiled, and then looked serious: "For example, one mu of land can produce five hundred catties of grain; for example, a house is not afraid of water and fire, warm in winter and cool in summer; for example, all people can read and understand etiquette; for example, No slaves; for example, young children have something to support them; for example, the population has skyrocketed by a thousand times; for example...!"

He took a deep breath, and felt ruthless: "For example, the prince broke the law and committed the same crime as the common people!"

"Another example...!" Yin Hao's voice suddenly rose, breaking into the sky, piercing into the ears, and reaching the soul, "Build a heart for the heaven and earth, establish a life for the living and the people, inherit the knowledge of the past, and create peace for all generations!"

　There are so many doubts about Fengshen Yanyi, Da Ri tries to justify himself and interpret a different story!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)