I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"Although there is no attempt to suppress the Tao, Buddhism is like yin and yang, one ebbs and the other grows. The royal family worships Buddhism and exerts influence from top to bottom. Naturally, fewer people believe in the Tao." Chen Ling responded.

Qin Yao nodded silently: "You go and prepare a place for the wives of this city god. I'll sit here and wait for the six priests to come back."

"Yes, sir." Chen Ling responded, then nodded and bowed and led the girls out of the main temple.

"Crack."

After watching their figures disappear from sight, Qin Yao pulled Chen Ling's long bench out from behind the table and gently placed it in front of the statue.

Immediately, Jin Dao Da Ma sat in the middle of the bench, and his spiritual consciousness flew out of his head and merged into the golden body of the City God behind him. However, he found that the inside of the golden body was empty, and there was no trace of the incense and aspiration used for practice...

This is interesting.

Even if the previous city god took all the incense and willpower with him when he left, then between the time he left his job and when he came to take office, no one would come to offer incense?

Thinking of this, he summoned Xuanyuan Sword, holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, looking indifferently towards the door.

In the backyard, Chen Ling quickly arranged for several Chenghuang wives, and based on the inner panic, she hurriedly escaped and came to a splendid manor. At the banquet, she found her boss Hei Wuchang.

"Old man, didn't I let you see the temple? Why did you come here?" Hei Wuchang frowned and asked with an unkind expression.

Chen Ling said in his ear: "Eighth Master, Lord City God is here."

Hei Wuchang's eyes narrowed and he asked in a low voice: "Did the City God ask you to come?"

Chen Ling hurriedly shook his head: "That's not true. I sneaked out on my own. His old man is waiting in the temple at the moment. Master Eight, I don't think this man has a good temper. Why don't you call some adults quickly? Go back?"

Hei Wuchang was hesitant. At this moment, a young monk wearing a white Five Buddha crown and a white embroidered robe, with an elegant temperament and a charming and handsome face came to them and asked with a smile: "Two You don’t drink, what are you talking about here?”

After he asked this question, Hei Wuchang stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Holy Buddha, to be honest, my immediate boss of the City God's Temple, the City God, has arrived, and it's time for us to go back."

"The city god has arrived."

Thousand-Armed Saint Buddha narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "Isn't this a coincidence? I just invited him to attend my birthday party."

Hei Wuchang's heart skipped a beat and hesitantly said, "Holy Buddha, isn't it good..."

On the first day that the new City God took office, he came to wish the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha a birthday. If this news spread, it would inevitably weaken the reputation of the City God.

Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha shook his head and said: "Double happiness comes to your door, what's wrong with it?"

Hei Wuchang subconsciously looked at the bull-headed and horse-faced gold and silver generals, only to find that they were all silent and had no reaction at all.

However, before he could speak again, Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha immediately asked the guests in the hall: "Which brother is willing to go to the City God's Temple for the poor monk and invite our City God here?"

"I'll go!"

Between the desk and the crowd, an immortal in red robes stood up and laughed: "I just don't know what kind of birthday gift this new city god can come up with in such a hurry."

Thousand-Armed Saint Buddha said with a smile: "It's good when the person arrives. I have received quite a lot of gifts today, no less than one or two. I can even give him a few as greeting gifts when the time comes."

The guests laughed loudly, but the six gods of the City God's Temple frowned, but in the end they didn't say anything.

The previous City God failed in the battle with the Thousand-Armed Sacred Buddha and was suppressed for eight hundred years. Even the City God's Temple became the demon-suppressing yamen of the Shu Kingdom. It obeyed the orders of the national master and was responsible for dealing with evil and harming people, and solving all kinds of supernatural incidents.

How dare they fall out with the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha for a boss who has never met him under the roof?

in the crowd.

Chen Ling was inexplicably frightened.

On the first day that the City God came here, he would be trampled under the feet of the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha, right?

And if Master Chenghuang loses face at this banquet, then the entire Chenghuang Temple may not be able to hold its head up in the future.

Thinking of this, he glanced at his boss who didn't dare to do anything else, gritted his teeth, ran away, and rushed to the City God's Temple as hard as he could.

Soon after, Chen Ling led the red-clothed immortal to the Chenghuang Temple. Looking at the old man sitting with a sword, he knelt down on the ground with a thud: "Sir, the lower official is guilty!"

Qin Yao's eyes were filled with curiosity: "What crime is there?"

Chen Ling said: "After settling several wives, I originally wanted to go to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion and invite some of my superiors back, but unexpectedly I alerted the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha.

The Holy Buddha has now sent Master Chiyun to invite you to the banquet. If you go, you will lose your prestige. If you don't go, you will offend the Holy Buddha. This is all my fault, please punish me. "

Qin Yao was about to reply when he suddenly felt a wave of mana outside the City God's Temple. Then a Taoist immortal in red entered without warning and appeared in front of the temple.

"Chen Ling, what are you doing?" Master Chiyun asked calmly as he looked at the scene in the temple.

Chen Ling said hurriedly: "I'm here to persuade Lord City God to attend the banquet."

He was eager and wise, and this reason was enough to explain to the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha.

Master Chiyun snorted coldly: "Looking like you? Get out of here, don't be an eyesore here!"

"Ha." Qin Yao couldn't help laughing and said, "You really didn't take me seriously when you scolded me as a priest in my temple!"

Hearing this, Chen Ling, who had originally planned to get up, did not dare to move, and his thoughts kept swaying like candlelight in the wind.

Master Chiyun sneered: "I only have the Thousand-Handed Saint Buddha in my eyes. I don't even know where you came from. Why should I look up to you?"

Qin Yao slowly stood up and said: "You don't even know who I am, aren't you afraid of hitting a wall?"

"I am the wall."

Master Chiyun said indifferently: "Stop talking nonsense, follow me to see the Saint Buddha, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you."

Qin Yao smiled silently, and his sword-holding body suddenly rose up, like lightning, and the Xuanyuan Sword in his hand released the supreme sword energy, slashing at the opponent's figure.

"Clang!"

Master Chiyun pulled out the red sword in his hand, which was shining with red light, and injected the magic power into the sword body crazily, causing the red sword to burst out six feet long.

"Bang."

The Xuanyuan Sword and the Red Sword collided fiercely in mid-air. After a crisp sound, the Red Sword instantly broke into two pieces, with a smooth cut and clean cross-section.

The pupils of Mage Chiyun suddenly shrank, and he retreated quickly, trying to distance himself from him.

However, no matter how fast he retreated, he could not be faster than Qin Yao's thoughts.

With a thought, the Kingdom of God appeared, overlapping with the time and space of the Temple.

The next moment, with the outbreak of the laws of time and space, Mage Chiyun was clearly retreating, but the distance between him and Qin Yao did not change at all, and even got closer and closer.

Mage Chiyun finally panicked. The great terror between life and death engulfed him like a shadow, making him extremely frightened. He knew that he could not escape, but he still tried his best to escape.

Qin Yao held the Xuanyuan Sword, which was spewing golden rays of light, and walked towards him step by step.

The footsteps seemed to step on Mage Chiyun's heartbeat, making him panic and cold all over.

"I am a disciple of the Holy Fire Sect, and my master is the Holy Lord of Lihuo. If you kill me, you will be in big trouble."

"Holy Fire Sect? Holy Lord of Lihuo?"

Qin Yao came to him and shook his head and said, "I have never heard of it... In your words, I have never heard of it, so how can I respect it?"

Master Chiyun was frightened and pale, and no longer had the arrogance before: "You haven't heard of my master's name, but you have heard of the Thousand-Handed Holy Buddha, right?

I came to invite you on the order of the Holy Buddha. If you kill me, it would be disrespectful to the Holy Buddha."

"Why should I respect him? He is just a stranger." Qin Yao laughed, and then raised his sword and fell. A good head flew into the air, and the blood from the neck spurted out like a sharp arrow, and hit the roof, staining it into a large blood flower.

Fortunately, the blood did not splash on Qin Yao, and he was still clean.

"Bang."

Then, the headless body fell to the ground, and the blood quickly stained the ground red along the wound.

The head splashed blood after falling, and then rolled to Chen Ling's side.

Chen Ling's body kept shaking, and he swallowed his saliva silently while his throat moved.

"Swish."

Qin Yao shook off the blood beads on the Xuanyuan Sword, put the sword back into its sheath, glanced at Chen Ling who was about to piss himself, and said lightly: "Deal with the body, clean up the blood, and then put the head in a box and send it to the Thousand Hands Saint Buddha, saying that it is a gift from this city god to him."

Chen Ling didn't want to do it at all, and didn't dare to do it, so he said "shocked" and pretended to faint.

Qin Yao: "..."

This guy is really timid.

Of course, it can be seen from his previous operations.

"Long'er."

However, Qin Yao still needed someone to introduce the situation in the imperial city to him, so he didn't force it too much, but summoned the sword spirit instead.

Sister Long flew out of the Kingdom of God and hesitated, "Isn't this too radical?"

She herself was not a conservative person, but even she thought this was too radical.

After all, it was the other party's birthday party. It was too arrogant to send a head as a gift.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "We work hard to practice and climb up step by step, isn't it just to fight back with an iron fist when we are bullied? Now is the time!"

Sister Long nodded slightly, took out an exquisite wooden box, picked up the hair of the head on the ground, and put it into the box...

Soon after.

Guided by Chen Ling, she came to the National Master's Mansion where the celebration was going on, and asked faintly: "Where is the Thousand-Handed Holy Buddha?"

At the banquet, the Thousand-Handed Holy Buddha looked at the place where the voice came from, and slowly narrowed his eyes: "Who are you?"

Sister Long turned into a red afterimage and came to the front of the banquet hall in an instant; "I am the sword spirit under the seat of Qin Chenghuang. I came to give you a birthday gift under the order of the City God."

The Thousand-Handed Holy Buddha looked at the box in her hand, his face suddenly became cold, and he shouted: "You are so bold."

Sister Long smashed the wooden box directly on the ground. As the box body broke, the bloodless head also rolled on the ground towards the Thousand-Handed Holy Buddha.

The Thousand-Handed Holy Buddha was furious, and he released countless golden swastika runes when he raised his hand, trying to cover Sister Long and keep her here.

Sister Long chuckled, and her body suddenly turned into countless red lights and dissipated. The swastika runes instantly filled the place where she had just stood, but the result was a waste of effort.

The Thousand-Handed Saint Buddha waved his sleeves to collect the runes, and said with a gloomy face: "This City God is so barbaric, rude, and cruel. I invited him to my birthday party with good intentions, but he killed the messenger I sent and brought back his head to humiliate me. This is intolerable. Who is willing to go with me to the City God Temple to ask for an explanation from this beast?"

"I'll go."

"Let's go together."

The immortals and Buddhas present were filled with righteous indignation and stood up and roared.

Only the six officials of the City God Temple looked at each other and then smiled bitterly.

This new city god is too impulsive.

I don’t know if he knows the strength of the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha before he dares to do such a domineering thing.

Most likely, I was used to being arrogant in other places and thought I could be just as arrogant in another place.

"Thank you everyone, come with me."

At this time, the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha raised his arms and shouted, and there were more than thirty figures following him among the guests present. They rushed towards the City God Temple with an unstoppable force that could swallow up mountains and rivers.

"Master Niu, what should we do?" Hei Wuchang asked.

Niutou let out a long breath: "The dragon crossing the river hits the local snake, what can we ants do? Let's wait and see what happens..."

Hei Wuchang understood the meaning of waiting and watching.

Translation Translation is: Whoever wins, we will listen to whoever wins from now on!

Inside the Chenghuang Temple.

Qin Yao arranged the Zhuxian Sword Array in the temple. A Xuanyuan Sword and three swords condensed with immortal energy turned into four doors, rotating over the City God's Temple.

And his wives stopped playing cards, each armed with weapons, distributed in the eyes of the four formations, ready to fight.

Although Qin Yao had already told them that he could handle it, these few still expressed their intention to fight side by side.

Qin Yao was very pleased that they were of the same mind as him, so after saying a few words, he went with them.

Anyway, he is confident that he can protect the girls in any extreme situation, and the strength of the girls will not hold him back...

In the blink of an eye, Sister Long turned into a red light and fell into the formation, and said: "The Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha is here with his people."

"If he wants to die, let him do it."

Qin Yao said calmly.

In the face of absolute strength, everything is a paper tiger.

Qin Yao is not Zhang Mazi, this is not Echeng, and the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha is not Huang Silang.

He doesn't need to spend so many charters. He can kill the local snake only after he has enough support!

What's more, he is now looking for an opponent to test his gains in the last reincarnation world.

"Where is the City God?"

A few days later, with the appearance of a golden cloud, the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha led thirty-two immortal Buddhas to the sky above the City God's Temple, and directed the Buddha's magical power toward the courtyard, shaking the eaves.

Qin Yao slowly walked out of the main temple and looked at the leader in the air in front of him: "Are you the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha?"

"It's the poor monk."

The Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha asked coldly: "City God, the poor monk kindly sent someone to invite you to the birthday banquet. Why did you behead him?"

"Good intentions? Your words insult the word!" Qin Yao retorted.

He knew that there must be countless people secretly watching this dispute at this moment.

Therefore, he can choose to directly fight the Thousand-Armed Holy Buddha, but he cannot establish himself as a villain.