Chapter 1719: Testing Each Other

Bai Ziqi hooked the corner of his mouth: "Then, how do mortals worship the immortals?" "There is a Wind God Temple at the foot of the mountain. True Person Qianhuan said that the Wind God is just one of his incarnations, so everyone should go there to burn incense and worship, and he will have his own induction."

As long as there is sufficient spiritual energy, it is not difficult for an immortal to "respond to every request."

But Bai Ziqi was a little interested in the "Wind God": "Is the Wind God the belief of these fishermen?"

"Silver Pearl islanders have lived in the storm circle for many years, and what they fear most is the Wind God!" This natural greatness also makes people worship, so the belief in the "Wind God" came into being.

Bai Ziqi understood: "When did they start believing in the Wind God?"

"It is said that it has been from ancient times to the present, without a definite beginning."

"The Mirage Sect has 'manifested its spirit' many times in the Wind God Temple, right?"

"Yes, every two or three months in the past, the Wind God would manifest his spirit, either to bestow blessings or to punish!" Bai Seventeen said, "But the last manifestation was a year ago. A series of serial murders broke out on Silver Pearl Island, and the victims all lost their heads in their dreams. The local authorities couldn't catch the murderer, and the commoners were uneasy. It was the Wind God who manifested his traces and directly caught the murderer. The commoners were grateful and called him wise and holy."

Only giving rewards makes people happy but not respectful; only by combining kindness and power can people be both afraid and respectful. The Mirage Sect also understood the essence of this.

Bai Ziqi sneered slightly: "True Person Qianhuan entered the Upside-Down Sea more than 150 years ago. Regardless of whether there was a 'Wind God' at that time, it is now the shell of True Person Qianhuan."

If there was a Wind God belief here before True Person Qianhuan arrived, then this belief had been occupied by Qianhuan.

Human life is short. As long as they multiply for a few generations, the descendants will only recognize Qianhuan as the true Wind God.

"Do they have to pay tribute for their labor?"

"Yes. The commoners on the island have to offer half of their income to the Wind God Temple. If there is any evasion, the end will be very miserable."

Bai Ziqi nodded: "Sure enough, it is still this path."

In the Upside-Down Sea, Qianhuan and the Mirage Sect disciples still enjoyed the offerings of the commoners.

"But most islanders pay their tribute willingly, because the Wind God will choose children with good roots and talents to take to the immortal mountain and teach them the art of longevity!"

Bai Ziqi gave an "um."

Becoming an immortal is the lifelong dream of how many people. If they can plan an opportunity for their descendants to practice and become immortals, commoners can endure any hardship.

"In addition, the Wind God will also protect them from the evil ghosts from the Upside-Down Lake, also known as Yakshas!"

"Yakshas from the Upside-Down Lake?" It was getting more and more exciting. "There is also an Upside-Down Lake here?"

"Yes, it is in the southeast corner of Silver Pearl Island. These two boatmen said that the Upside-Down Lake is the legendary 'Ghost Realm', and the entrance is on Silver Pearl Island. Usually, the Wind God uses supreme magic power to isolate the human world from the ghost world, protecting Silver Pearl Island from Yaksha harassment; but during these few days when the storm wall disappears, the isolation between the two worlds also opens, and the Yakshas will rush into Silver Pearl Island to eat people and harm people." Bai Seventeen paused. "The boatmen were so nervous when they saw us just now because they mistook us for Yakshas coming out of the Upside-Down Lake."

"Didn't you say that the Upside-Down Lake is on Silver Pearl Island?"

"The boatmen have always believed that it has an underwater passage connected to the outer sea." Bai Seventeen added, "The Yakshas suddenly attacked on a large scale, killing Silver Pearl Island until it was bloody. Entire villages, towns, and even the residents of small cities were eaten up by the Yakshas. This kind of thing has happened many times in the past, and every time, the Silver Pearl islanders had to pay a heavy price to repel the attack of the Yakshas."

Bai Ziqi was a little curious: "Why couldn't the 'Wind God' protect the commoners when the storm wall disappeared? What is the reason?"

"The Wind God's power comes from the storm wall. During these ten days, the storm wall temporarily disappears, and the Wind God naturally weakens."

"Okay, okay." Bai Ziqi nodded. "Very reasonable."

People who believe in the Wind God probably think there is nothing wrong with the logic.

Unless they are like Bai Ziqi, who knows that the appearance and disappearance of the storm wall have nothing to do with True Person Qianhuan.

Bai Seventeen could only ask so much; the boatmen knew limited information.

Bai Ziqi asked him again: "Have you put down the things that should be put down?"

"Put down!"

Bai Ziqi walked back to the sand table, and sure enough, he saw a small dot in the table moving, which was the fishing boat that had just left.

The two fishermen got a large ingot of silver, which was worth many days of fishing, so they didn't want to fish anymore and rowed home directly.

Bai Eleven watched from the side and couldn't help asking: "Commandant, do you think... does the other party know we are here?"

Bai Ziqi hadn't answered yet when a subordinate controlling the kite suddenly let out an "ah" and covered his eyes.

"What?"

"I controlled the kite to fly lower, and as a result, a cold light flew out from the mountain, and then..." The man put down his hand, his left eye bloodshot.

He shared the vision and feelings with the kite. The kite was attacked, and he felt the pain as well.

"Which mountain?"

"Stone, Stone Dragon Peak!"

That is, the highest peak of Silver Pearl Island, the residence of True Person Qianhuan?

Bai Ziqi looked at Bai Eleven: "The other party not only discovered us, but is also observing us."

Otherwise, Silver Pearl Island has many birds, so why did the people on Stone Dragon Peak only cut down this kite? "They know that this kite flew out from my ship. That is to say, we might have been known as soon as we entered the storm circle."

This is also reasonable. Immortals have their own immortal means. How could they be unaware that their territory was invaded?

Bai Seventeen asked for instructions: "We now...?"

"Wait!" Bai Ziqi sat down. "Don't be impatient."

While speaking, he thought of He Xiao.

Where is this guy?

Although there are many variables in sailing at sea, Bai Ziqi had a premonition that He Xiao would likely be able to catch up with this grand event as scheduled.

There is no reason, he just knows.

So, where is He Xiao digging a hole for him to jump into?

More than an hour later, the small dot on the sand table stopped at Silver Pearl Island, and then went ashore.

The two boatmen got a windfall and had no intention of fishing, so they rowed back directly.

They didn't live on Silver Pearl main island, but on another small island three li away.

However, as soon as the fishing boat docked, someone was waiting on the shore: three men in white, with wide robes and broad sleeves and high buns, their faces cold and indifferent.

They said unceremoniously: "You two, come down."

The two were startled, their faces full of fear.

"Hurry up!"

The two boatmen had weak legs, and as soon as they went ashore, they knelt on the sandy ground with a thud: "Immortal Grandpa, we haven't done anything bad!"

"Just now, who were the people on the sea?"

"They, they were passing sea merchants who happened to encounter the storm lifting, so, so they came in and, and asked us about the situation."

"What situation?"

The two told the conversation just now word for word, not daring to miss a single word.

The three listened and sneered: "You dare to talk nonsense about the Immortal Mountain? Seeing money and opening your eyes!"

The boatmen begged for mercy, but the person opposite raised his hand, and a cold light flew out of his sleeve, piercing through one boatman.

The other boatman was shocked and turned to run.

But before he could climb up, the cold light chased after him again, piercing through his back.

The Mirage Sect disciples then reached out and checked them: "No tracking divine abilities."

"Who are they?"

"Anyway, they are not good people. Let's go back and report to the Master." The man grabbed a silver leaf and was about to throw it on the ground, but his fellow apprentice said, "How long has the spiritual energy been cut off? You still want to fly back? Save it!"

The man thought it was right and immediately put away the silver leaf: "There are many of them, I'm afraid the Master is in a hurry."

"What's the use of having many people? This is the cave dwelling of an ancient true immortal! Even if there are a hundred times more of them, coming in is a dead end!"

The three jumped onto the fishing boat, pointed to the stern, and cast a water wave spell:

"Go."

As soon as the words fell, water waves rolled at the stern, pushing the fishing boat toward the main island, without the need for manual rowing.

But the fishy smell in the boat was too strong. The three casually cast two cleansing spells, but still felt the smell lingering on the tip of their noses, so they simply held their breath.

"I find it strange, we can't get out of the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land, why can these people sail in?"

The former sneered: "Seeking their own death, of course they came in."

"You mean, Master..."

"Don't mention it! Be careful that the Master punishes you to close your mouth for three years again."

The three chatted for a few words, but didn't notice a strange insect crawling on the bottom of the fishing boat.

This thing was not as long as a little finger, shaped like a scorpion, but the tail hook did not curl up and had no sharp hook, but turned into several thin, long, branched whiskers, and its whole body was pure black.

If He Lingchuan were here, he could probably recognize what this thing was. He had encountered it in Jade Balance City in the Panlong world.

At this moment, this strange insect was hiding in the wooden cracks of the fishing boat, and the bottom of the boat was soaked in water, so the three Mirage Sect disciples on the boat were completely unaware of it.

A quarter of an hour later, the fishing boat arrived at the main island. The three found a place to dock at random.

They left, and the strange insect crawled out from the bottom of the boat, shook the water off its body, spread its membrane wings, and flew up, following far behind the three.

The three were clearly walking, but one step could span more than five zhang, and their posture was still leisurely. The strange insect flying in mid-air had to do its best to keep up.

Further ahead, there were human voices, as if it were a town.

The three didn't stop, but their figures disappeared from the spot.

Invisibility! Fortunately, this strange insect could track the heat on human bodies. In its olfactory perception, these three red-hot human bodies were still running, and they were walking straight through the small town without stopping for a moment.

But the townspeople coming and going couldn't see them at all, and didn't know that these three Mirage Sect disciples had passed by them, at most feeling the wind blowing in their faces.

Living by the sea, they had to experience the unpredictable sea wind, and they were already used to it.

The strange insect didn't dare to follow too closely, for fear of being discovered by them.

In this way, they went all the way to Stone Dragon Peak, and soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.

The two boatmen didn't lie. At the entrance of Stone Dragon Peak, a large temple was built, with outer walls three zhang high, which was more than enough to be used as a city wall for defense.

The buildings inside were three or five stories high, built beautifully, with plaques, pillar carvings, and couplets all gilded, and the wood was brushed with precious paint, looking sacred and solemn in the swirling smoke.

This is the Wind God Temple. ===== CHAPTER 1720 =====