Chapter 138: Great Sage Temple Formed

In Luohe City, Li Yanbing was also presiding over the completion ceremony of a temple.

After Li Yanbing returned from Qianyuan Mountain last night, she began to prepare intensively.

Building temples, making statues, arranging temple keepers, and other affairs, she almost completed them in just one night.

"Elders of Jiangzhou, this official is the Inspector of Jiangzhou."

"Since the Yuanqi year, the world has had many droughts and *gui* disasters, and Luohe City is the same."

"Fortunately, *Qi Tian Da Sheng* took action many times, and Luohe City and even Jiangzhou were spared from disaster many times!"

"Today is an auspicious time, building a temple and setting up a statue, the title is Great Sage, the Great Sage Temple is formed!"

In front of the newly built Great Sage Temple, Li Yanbing climbed the altar and burned incense, then announced loudly to the people outside the altar who came to watch the excitement.

As her voice fell, the people around the altar began to discuss.

"So it's the temple of that half-saint grandfather *Qi Tian Da Sheng*!"

"This must be worshipped. You don't know that worshipping *Qi Tian Da Sheng* is very effective now. I heard that there have been no *Gui* in the city for some days!"

"My goodness, when this expert appeared, the whole Luohe City was blocked by fire!"

"Tsk tsk, you old fogeys, what is this? When *Qi Tian Da Sheng* took action, he burned a million ghost soldiers to death!"

"..."

Li Yanbing, who walked down the altar, first entered the Great Sage Temple and worshipped the statue of *Qi Tian Da Sheng* holding the Ruyi Golden Cudgel and stepping on *gui* fire on the offering table, and then lit a stick of incense.

Then she took the officials and guards around her and left. Soon, the people of Luohe City walked in one after another to offer incense to *Qi Tian Da Sheng*.

Returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Li Yanbing immediately asked her confidant Li He: "How are the Great Sage Temples in other places?"

"Reporting to my Lord, seven cities in Jiangzhou have been built. Besides this, Great Sage Temples have also been built and settled in the villages and towns near the borders of Lin Prefecture and Ming Prefecture."

Now Li Yanbing controlled the entire Jiangzhou, so it was naturally impossible to be busy just for building a Great Sage Temple.

"Those storytellers are also willing to go to various cities and market towns to tell the story of *Qi Tian Da Sheng*. Now they should have arrived. With them, they should be able to make the people of Jiangzhou believe in senior *Qi Tian Da Sheng*."

"But my Lord, this is not enough. Now the people are short of clothes and food. Without actual things, I'm afraid the effect will not be great."

Speaking to the end, Li He couldn't help but say this to Li Yanbing.

"How much is left of the land, wealth, and grain that I asked you to recover from those wealthy families last time?"

Li Yanbing naturally knew that human nature is profit-seeking, but now the Jiangzhou government has spent a lot of money and grain to receive refugees, build water channels, reclaim wasteland, and let the people recuperate.

Now it was impossible to take out more money and grain to buy people's hearts, and the only thing that could be counted on was this path.

"The land has now been returned to the government troops of various cities. As for the money and grain, most of them have entered the government treasury. Only things like antiques, calligraphy, and paintings have not been moved at all."

Li He paused and explained this to Li Yanbing. In fact, these things were not enough to fill the previous holes.

Because for years, the entire Jiangzhou had been rotten from top to bottom, and I don't know how many accounts had become bad debts.

By now, many wealthy families had left Jiangzhou for the capital. It was unrealistic to want to take back the things taken away from these people.

"Since that's the case, sell all those antiques, calligraphy, and paintings. In addition, if the people who sincerely believe in *Qi Tian Da Sheng* can be exempted from two0 percent of taxes."

Li Yanbing thought for a moment and finally made such a decision.

"Yes!"

Li He nodded heavily and agreed. He knew very well that it was not easy to do this well.

If they blindly compared with the incense towers to see how much benefit they could get, in the end, no one could bear it, and even the common people would eventually become waste who only knew how to pray to gods and Buddhas.

But they had to do it. At the very least, they couldn't let the people of Jiangzhou lose too much...

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In Lin Prefecture, outside a broken temple, the corpse-collecting paper doll was teaching the newly accepted disciples to practice martial arts.

At first, they were just practicing movements and horse stance, tempering their bodies and increasing their strength.

The younger this process starts, the better. During this period, it is also necessary to supplement with some tonics and meat to avoid physical deficiency caused by excessive martial arts practice.

Those with good talent can graduate in two or three years, become third-rate experts in the Jianghu, and wander around to make a living.

Of course, masters usually don't let disciples with truly good talent leave just like that. Basically, they will leave their inheritance and assist themselves in expanding the sect.

"Ha! Ha!"

"Slap!"

The corpse-collecting paper doll watched the disciple punch one after another. If there was any wrong movement, it would directly whip it with a small wooden stick, and then correct the disciple's movement.

Such scenes were staged in many places. Now, the corpse-collecting paper dolls in various places basically had a few disciples.

These disciples added up to nearly a hundred people, and the development was not fast. The money and grain snatched from the incense towers by the assassin paper dolls played a not small role.

If it weren't for this, it would be difficult to support these disciples. After all, the main task of the corpse-collecting paper dolls was still to collect corpses in various places.

There was not much time to make money or go to the mountains to collect medicine or hunt.

Lin Feng, who was in the Ding-character graveyard, slowly opened his eyes. Now the development of the corpse collectors made him feel quite satisfied.

I believe it won't be long before these corpse-collecting disciples can also come in handy.

In addition, according to the situation seen by the corpse-collecting paper dolls in various places, the losses suffered by the *Xiangmiao* seemed to be smaller than he thought.

Even to some extent, Lin Feng's act of arranging assassin paper dolls to sabotage the *Xiangmiao* actually helped the *Xiangmiao*.

"The *Xiangmiao*'s ability to lure people's hearts is really extraordinary..."

For this result, Lin Feng could only shake his head and sigh, because he couldn't say that these ordinary people were wrong.

They were simple, pure, and had the simple nature of "whoever is good to me, I will be good to them."

And what the *Xiangmiao* was best at was using this nature. Whenever the world was in chaos, the *Xiangzhu* would be born, just for the sake of being easiest to harvest at this time.

"However, how can I let you be so smooth?"

Lin Feng, who knew this, sneered. The *Xiangmiao* ancestors who acted regardless of everything last night did not do so without a price.

The *Zhenguisi* in the eight prefectures and the descendants of various sects or *Tiangong Baijiang* (Heavenly Craft Hundred Craftsmen) in the local area all saw them clearly.

Lin Feng didn't believe that these people or forces would not be moved and let the *Xiangmiao* continue.

Of course, if it was really like this, it didn't matter. As long as he continued to develop and grow step by step and strengthen his strength, that was right!

Shaking his head, Lin Feng stopped paying attention to this matter. Anyway, they were just some assassin paper dolls, and he could send them out to make trouble whenever he thought of it.

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In fact, the situation of the *Xiangmiao* was worse than Lin Feng thought. Overnight last night, the *Xiangmiao* lost more than fifty incense makers and a large amount of money and grain.

For an ancient force like the *Xiangmiao* that had accumulated for hundreds of years, this was still a not small loss.

The *Xiangmiao* was in panic for a while. Not only ordinary disciples, but even some incense makers were afraid that a man in black would suddenly appear and take their lives.

The eight *Xiangmiao* ancestors who acted last night were all gathered in the netherworld at this time, silent, waiting for new instructions from the *Xiangzhu*.

If this situation continued, even if the *Xiangmiao* had a deep foundation, it would be consumed. ===== CHAPTER 139 =====