Chapter 291

"Little Friend, please!" Grandfather Cheng gestured with his hand, inviting him again.

Lu Ran walked into the Respect Immortal Hall and looked around.

Small holes had been dug into the walls on both sides of the hall, numbering in the thousands.

Inside each small hole, a small jade sculpture of an Xiang Xiang Xianyang was placed.

They were of the same texture as the white jade stone sculpture Lu Ran had brought home.

The Xiang Xiang Xianyang jade sculptures were in various poses, lifelike and exquisitely beautiful beyond words.

Placed in this vast Respect Immortal Hall, they looked like individual figurines.

Lu Ran also realized a problem!

These Xiang Xiang Xianyang figurines were not all gentle and pleasant; on the contrary, most of them had fierce expressions!

The Xiang Xiang Xianyang jade sculptures on the left wall were fairly normal, but the entire wall of Xiang Xiang Xianyang jade sculptures on the right were all in combat poses!

Lu Ran marveled at the sight.

Grandfather Cheng said: "The various heroic deeds of Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang when he saved us have all been recorded by us."

Lu Ran nodded silently, thinking to himself, as expected!

On the way here, Lu Ran had learned some of the situation from Cheng Rou.

Grandfather Cheng had a very pleasant name—Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yi was the second son in the family, and had four other brothers: Cheng Ren, Cheng Li, Cheng Zhi, and Cheng Xin.

They were locals of Ye Yucheng, Cai Nan Province, and the family lived in a secluded little mountain village.

Since the demons descended, their peaceful life had been broken.

Just when everyone was hiding and living in despair, Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang descended upon Ye Yucheng.

From then on, the five Cheng brothers became believers of Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang.

They were the first batch of disciples of the Xiang Xiang Xianyang faction, and they followed Lord God to resist the demon invasion together.

Lu Ran came to the prayer mat and paid respects to the large Xiang Xiang Xianyang stone sculpture: "Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang, this disciple has seen your heroic posture.

Protecting the human race, repelling the demons.

It seems that back then, you were also a fighting sheep."

Cheng Yi: "."

Cheng Rou was shocked, her face full of worry as she turned to look at her grandfather.

Is this how this Little Junior Brother pays respects to a god?

How dare he talk to Lord God like that?

Won't something go wrong...

Cheng Yi remained calm; seeing that the Xiang Xiang Xianyang stone sculpture was silent and showed no signs of blame, he didn't say anything.

A few minutes later, Lu Ran slowly stood up and turned his head to look at the right wall again.

Cheng Yi stood with his hands behind his back, also looking at the wall full of "fighting sheep," sighing with emotion:

"Back then, if Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang hadn't manifested, our village would surely have been slaughtered by the demons.

Every action and every posture of the god, we remember vividly.

Therefore, this wall came to be."

Lu Ran nodded silently.

How could such great kindness and virtue be repaid?

It was no wonder that someone as talented as Cheng Yi would devote his life to serving the Xiang Xiang Xianyang.

At the beginning of the god's descent, there was no such thing as first, second, or third grade.

At that time, people were experiencing the crisis of extinction, and every god that descended was a life-saving straw for the human race.

"Let's go, Little Friend." Cheng Yi called out, "Let's go outside and walk around."

"Yes." Lu Ran took a deep look at the right wall and followed Cheng Yi out of the hall.

In the vast field, there was no one else, which was very suitable for chatting and walking.

After Cheng Yi sent his granddaughter away, he took Lu Ran and paced around the field:

"Little Friend Lu, are you getting used to living here?"

"I am." Lu Ran said immediately, "Thank you, Grandfather Cheng, for taking care of me."

Cheng Yi waved his hand: "We are family; no need to speak of two families."

Lu Ran's heart stirred slightly.

Family?

Indeed, with Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang above, Lu Ran and every Xiang Xiang Xianyang believer were "family."

Lu Ran said: "Grandfather Cheng, I see that your momentum is vigorous and your sharpness remains undiminished, which is quite different from the other fellow disciples."

"Hehe." Cheng Yi smiled and stroked his gray beard. "Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang has indeed had less influence on me.

Perhaps it is because I am a first-generation disciple, fortunate enough to receive the god's pity."

Lu Ran pursed his lips, sensing a key piece of information:

Gods can actively choose whether to influence their disciples with their own personality!

Therefore, Sword One believers don't necessarily have to be cold and indifferent to everything in the world.

Therefore, Lie Tian believers don't have to be as violent as fire, losing control and harming themselves and others!

These can all be avoided!

Damn it...

Lu Ran couldn't help but curse in his heart.

He couldn't help but recall how emotionally unstable Sister Xian was when he first met her.

As for Si Xianxian now, it could only be worse; after all, she pays respects to the god every day, and her self-control should be getting weaker and weaker.

Only by Lu Ran's side could she be a bit clearer and relatively more restrained.

"Heh..." Lu Ran sighed deeply and looked at the old man beside him.

Cheng Yi was a great expert at the fifth stage of the River Estuary Realm, which already indicated his exceptional talent.

Someone like Cheng Yi would probably only have followed the Xiang Xiang Xianyang at the beginning of the god's descent.

If it were today, decades later, if Cheng Yi went to pay respects to a god, with his talent, he would surely be fought over by other gods.

The Xiang Xiang Xianyang is only a ninth-grade god; where would it get a chance to appear...

A hint of memory appeared in Cheng Yi's eyes: "Actually, the Xiang Xiang Xianyang of the past was not as low-key as it is now."

"Oh?" Lu Ran became interested immediately. "Grandfather Cheng, can you tell me about it?"

Cheng Yi sighed: "At that time, demons were causing chaos in the world; without thunderous means, how could one deter the petty?

Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang was as swift as the wind, saving the common people from fire and water, guarding one demon cave after another, and creating one place of refuge after another.

Fortunately, under the god's protection, we disciples fought while following the Xiang Xiang Xianyang's afterimage, and received the god's teachings.

It's just that..."

Lu Ran remained silent, listening intently.

Cheng Yi shook his head: "After that most chaotic and dark period passed, Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang also shed its ambition to conquer the four directions.

It became humble and polite, becoming low-key and gentle.

It was even willing to hand over the demon caves it had once conquered to others, and it also required its disciples to be kind to others, not to fight or compete.

As time passed, the believers gradually left."

Speaking of this, Cheng Yi, who was already in his sixties, had eyes that were somewhat moist.

Lu Ran found it hard to imagine how sour Cheng Yi's heart must have been when his comrades-in-arms, who had lived and died together, left the Xiang Xiang Xianyang faction one after another.

Cheng Yi stopped his steps and looked up at the sky: "Those people said that Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang had changed.

In this world today, there is no way to survive without fighting; for the sake of survival, people had to leave.

I, however, believe that Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang has never changed.

It just has a compassionate heart, and at the time of the human race's life and death, it just pitied all living beings."

Lu Ran was silent, sketching out a period of war-torn years through Cheng Yi's few words.

It also depicted the scene of believers kneeling before the god's statue, begging for the god's forgiveness, and crying as they left.

Cheng Yi sighed: "As Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang's philosophy spread, more and more people left, and few newcomers were willing to join the Xiang Xiang Xianyang faction.

Forty years ago, that history of struggle belonging to the Xiang Xiang Xianyang faction was forgotten by this world.

Or perhaps, people never paid attention to it in the first place.

In that era, there were battlefields everywhere in Great Xia where gods led the human race to fight, and everywhere was worth writing about.

We were just struggling in this remote countryside; what influence could we have?

I was about to forget that history, until..."

Cheng Yi suddenly turned his head to look at Lu Ran: "Until the night of the fifteenth of the second month, when I saw a person.

A Heaven's Pride of Great Xia, an Xiang Xiang Xianyang believer."

Lu Ran was silent for a moment, then cupped his hands: "I was lucky."

Cheng Yi reached out and corrected Lu Ran's posture: "I heard that on the god-respecting platform, the first thing Little Friend Lu respected was a Paper Person?

Later, apart from Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang, no other god appeared?"

Lu Ran followed the other party's guidance and changed to a right fist, with the left hand covering the fist:

"Yes, thanks to Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang's intervention, otherwise, I would be an ordinary person now."

Cheng Yi nodded gently and said: "Right hand on top, a fierce salute. Used for mourning, provocation, or when warriors decide life and death.

Left hand on top, an auspicious salute. Expressing good fortune, friendliness, and respect."

Lu Ran: "."

In other words, on the way here, I gave the grandpas and grandmas a fierce salute?

Damn, I really deserve to die!

"It's fine, Little Friend Lu's heart is good." Cheng Yi returned the salute. "You are still very young and can make many, many mistakes."

Lu Ran raised his eyebrows slightly, always feeling that the other party had something more to say.

Cheng Yi: "Little Friend, just practice with peace of mind in Lady Luo Xian Residence and listen to the god's teachings.

If you have any needs, just let us know."

Lu Ran was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Thank you."

Since arriving at Lady Luo Xianshan, Lu Ran had felt nothing but kindness and care.

"If there is nothing else, I will go to practice." As Cheng Yi spoke, the two had already circled the field and returned to the front of the Respect Immortal Hall gate.

Lu Ran was somewhat stunned.

Cheng Yi didn't ask too much, and he didn't know how Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang had instructed him.

Lu Ran thought for a moment and said: "Grandfather Cheng, I would also like to visit Grandfather Cheng Li; where is he?"

The five Cheng brothers had different endings.

The eldest, Cheng Ren, died in battle, sacrificing himself heroically.

The second, Cheng Yi, was the old man before him, and was now the person in charge of Lady Luo Xianshan.

The third, Cheng Li, was also practicing in Lady Luo Xianshan now.

The fourth, Cheng Zhi, left the Xiang Xiang Xianyang faction early and joined other gods.

The fifth, Cheng Xin, went missing; there was no clear news of his death, and his whereabouts remained unknown.

These five brothers really lived up to the saying "death, departure, escape, and fate."

Cheng Yi cupped his hands again: "I thank Little Friend Lu on behalf of my third brother, but at this time, my third brother is in closed-door cultivation, and it is inconvenient for us to disturb him."

Lu Ran cupped his hands: "Okay, when Grandfather Cheng Li finishes his cultivation, I will visit again."

Cheng Yi glanced at Lu Ran's cupped-hand action, and a smile appeared on his face.

Wrinkles piled up, very kind.

The kindness was naturally real.

But beneath this appearance, Lu Ran still saw a sharp, aggressive battle halberd.

And this "battle halberd" was grateful and loyal to Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang.

Lu Ran knew in his heart:

This battle halberd would become a powerful weapon in his hands in the future years of battle!

Lu Ran said goodbye and left.

In front of the Respect Immortal Hall, Cheng Yi stood quietly.

He watched Lu Ran's departing back, the smile on his face becoming more sincere.

Master of Lady Luo Xian, welcome back to the mountain.

Begging for some monthly tickets.

(End of chapter)