I am a fairy in Journey to the West

From the day the foundation stone of the City God Temple in Puyu City was broken, King Jinlun summoned two thousand laborers and completed the construction in just one month.

Afterwards, King Jinlun personally led the civil and military officials to offer sacrifices to the temple, and the one who was in charge of all the ceremonies including offering sacrifices to the temple and consecrating it was Master Jiantian Juezhen.

Looking at the majestic statue in the main hall of the City God Temple, Jinlun Wang Chaojuezhen asked, "Master, how is this statue made?"

Juezhen bowed and said, "Your Majesty, this statue is majestic, but it's a pity that it lacks spirituality."

King Jinlun laughed and said, "Without even a god, there is naturally no spirituality."

When the Prime Minister heard this, he said quickly, "Your Majesty, I have heard that the ancient sage emperors often canonized those who were loyal, filial, benevolent and righteous as gods to protect the world. Why don't you do the same as the ancient sage emperors and canonize gods to protect the people?"

When King Jinlun heard this, he asked the Prime Minister, "Prime Minister, do you think I can compare to the Ancient Saint Emperor?"

The Prime Minister said: "Your Majesty is in the prime of life, heroic and ambitious. You will surely create a foundation comparable to the ancient saintly emperors."

King Jinlun laughed loudly after hearing this and said, "If that's the case, I can also enthrone a god."

At this point, Jinlun Wang Chaojuezhen asked: "Master, if I were to canonize a god, which one should I put first?"

Juezhen thought the prime minister's proposal was absurd, but he did not question it. Instead, he thought about it after hearing King Jinlun's question and said, "Your Majesty, you can choose the heroic spirits of the deceased virtuous and loyal ministers of the country to be canonized, but..."

King Jinlun asked, "Just what?"

Juezhen reported: "Your Majesty, it is not that easy. So much time has passed, and the souls of those loyal officials of the country may have already reincarnated."

King Jinlun frowned upon hearing this, but the prime minister smiled and said, "How difficult is this? The country has been established for 500 years, and there are more than a thousand loyal and virtuous people. I will ask the doctors to compile a list, and Your Majesty only needs to confer titles on them one by one."

Juezhen felt it was ridiculous, but he couldn't refute it directly, so he asked: "Prime Minister, is it okay to do this?"

"Of course you can." The Prime Minister said, "As long as you compile a list, and your Majesty names the names one by one from ancient times to the present, as long as the heroic spirit of the person is still there, and the statue becomes spiritual again after the canonization, doesn't that mean the canonization was successful?"

As soon as the prime minister finished speaking, the ministers around him spoke up to agree.

Upon seeing this, King Jinlun said happily, "Okay, then please ask the Prime Minister to preside over this matter and draw up a list of all the loyal and virtuous people in the past five hundred years and give it to me. Master Jiantian, please choose an auspicious day. When the auspicious day comes, I will personally come to the City God Temple to enthrone the gods."

Seeing King Jinlun's decree, Juezhen swallowed the words in his heart, then bowed and said, "I obey your order."

However, the original city of Nisa has been completely deserted and everyone has moved away. Those who believe in Brahmanism followed King Tianqi to the north, and those who believe in Buddhism followed King Jinlun to the south.

Now it is a desolate place with no grass growing. Everywhere you look, there are only plants scorched by the sun and cracked ground.

Although humans can no longer live here, the gods are not affected in any way.

There were several stone houses standing on both sides of the desolate and dilapidated moat of the former Nisso city.

Outside a stone house in the north, the Brahmin sage Vak was practicing yoga. At this moment, she suddenly saw a man walking out of a stone house opposite. It was Indra.

It turned out that the gods of the two families did not leave this place, but continued to guard this place and divide the boundaries.

The original purpose of Buddhism was to keep Brahmanism in the north of Viyan Kingdom and prevent them from going south and affecting the pilgrims, so the two sides have been confronting each other here.

Seeing Emperor Shitian appear, Immortal Wake immediately said, "I heard that the Golden Wheel Kingdom is planning to enthrone the City God? How ridiculous! How can a little king like him enthrone the God on behalf of the Heaven?"

Emperor Shitian also knew about this, but they did not interfere in the political affairs of the Golden Wheel Dynasty. When he heard the sarcastic remarks of the Immortal Wake, Emperor Shitian did not respond, but instead said, "Are you practicing your bedroom skills again?"

The sage Waq's face darkened and he said, "Is this yoga, the wonderful technique of my holy religion?"

Upon hearing this, Indra laughed out loud, and without paying any attention to the argument of the Immortal Wak, he turned around and walked into another stone house.

In the stone house, Miji Vajra, Ksitigarbha, Sagara Dragon King, General Sanzhi and others had already sat down. When Indra arrived, Miji Vajra said, "Venerable Indra, we are ready."

Emperor Shitian nodded, then walked to the middle of the crowd and sat cross-legged, saying: "I will go to the underworld now to find a loyal and virtuous minister suitable to be the city god for the Golden Wheel Kingdom."

"Okay." Everyone nodded. The Ghost Mother God said, "Your Excellency, please go. We will be in charge here."

Indra nodded slightly, then put his hands together, chanted "Amitabha", and then his whole body turned into a golden light and disappeared into the stone house.

Soon Indra arrived at the underworld. He retracted the Buddha's light from his body and flew towards the gates of hell disguised as a monk.

When Emperor Shitian arrived at the Ghost Gate, he was immediately blocked by ghost soldiers. The ghost commander in charge of guarding the gate shouted, "Where did you come from, sir? Don't you know that this is the gate of the underworld and living people are not allowed to barge in?"

Indra stood still, put his hands together and released Buddha's light. For a moment, the Buddha's light was so bright that it made the ghost generals and ghost soldiers retreat one after another.

The ghosts around were bathed in the Buddha's light, and all their sins, bad karma, and resentments were instantly purified, and they became pure and bright one by one.

Then Indra said, "I am Indra."

Gui Shuai's face changed, and he hurried forward to bow and said, "It turns out that it is the Venerable Emperor Shitian who has come."

Emperor Shitian said: "I came to the underworld to do something important."

Upon hearing this, Gui Shuai said, "I see. Your Excellency, please put down your authority and I will let you go."

Only then did Indra retract the Buddha's light, and then a group of ghost soldiers made way for him, and Indra stepped into the gate of hell.

However, just as Indra entered the gates of hell, he saw a figure standing in front of him. Upon closer inspection, he realized that it was not a real person, but just a phantom projected by magic power.

The next moment, the shadow turned around and asked Emperor Shitian, "What are you doing here?"

Emperor Shitian's face froze, and he quickly replied: "I came here for the sake of all living beings, to find a true god for the people of Jinlun Kingdom."

The shadow waved his hand and said, "This is not your business, go back."

"Okay." Indra was very obedient. He went back when he was told to. He answered and turned around and left.

Seeing Indra who had just entered the pass and came out again, the ghost commander was very surprised and asked, "Your Excellency, have you finished your work so quickly?"

Emperor Shitian smiled and said, "I suddenly remembered that the door of my house was not closed when I came out just now, so I'll take my leave now."

Looking at Emperor Shitian's departing back, the ghost soldier beside him said curiously: "What's the big deal whether the monk's door is closed or not."

The ghost commander glanced at the ghost soldier and said, "Look at your inexperienced appearance. Even if you earn money in the mortal world for your entire life, I'm afraid you won't earn as much as a monk earns from preaching once."

Outside the city of Nisha in the mortal world, everyone was shocked when they saw Indra suddenly appear.

General Sanzhi asked, "Your Excellency, did you find it so quickly?"

Emperor Shitian sighed and said, "I was stopped just after I entered the gate of hell. He asked me to go back. What else could I do? Of course I came back immediately."

When everyone heard this, they were even more surprised and asked, "Who?"

Emperor Shitian said: "The one on Mount Buzhou."

Everyone suddenly realized what was going on. Miji Vajra was surprised and asked, "This guy just opened his residence in Buzhou Mountain, and he has come to the human world so soon?"

Emperor Shitian said: "After all, he is the great god of destiny in charge of the human world, so he will eventually come to the human world to walk."

Everyone was silent, and then Emperor Shitian said, "Forget it, let's see how King Jinlun and his men handle the matter of the City God. We should not interfere too much."

When everyone heard this, they nodded and said, "Good."

As for the 'one on Mount Buzhou' they were talking about, it was naturally Zhuang Yan. Why didn't they dare to call him 'Lord of the Spiritual Platform'? It was because the gods and immortals had their own spiritual responses. If they called their names or titles, the other party would feel the response.

Back to Puyu City, after receiving the order from King Jinlun, the Prime Minister of Jinlun returned to his own residence first, and then came to the north courtyard. The Prime Minister of a country was cautious at this moment, with a face full of flattery and humility.

He came to the gate of the courtyard, knocked on the door very gently, and asked, "Is the Immortal here?"

"Come in." As a crisp voice sounded, the gate slowly opened.

The prime minister glanced inside, then walked in. When he entered the courtyard, he looked up and saw a white figure standing on the stone steps in front of him, a pair of clear eyes looking at him coldly.

The state minister stepped forward and said, "Goddess, it is done. The king has ordered me to compile the names of loyal ministers and virtuous people throughout the ages and list them in a book. When the auspicious day arrives, I will go to the City God Temple to confer the title on the gods."

The woman raised her hand and a piece of white paper slowly flew down in front of the Prime Minister, saying, "Add this name."

The Prime Minister hurriedly took the white paper, then lowered his head and took a closer look. He saw two large and elegant characters written on it: "Pei Jue."

Then the woman said, "You may go now, and come back to tell me when an auspicious day is set."

The state minister nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, I will not disturb the immortal's meditation any more."

After saying this, the prime minister slowly left the courtyard. As soon as he left, the gate closed automatically.

The prime minister sighed and just wanted to finish the task quickly and then get this great god out.

Thinking of this, the prime minister hated his good-for-nothing youngest son again. If he were not so helpless and greedy for beauty, he would not have brought this plague god into his home.

Although no one knows whether this person is a fairy, a demon or a monster, there is only one thing that is certain: if they are not careful, their family will be destroyed.

Thinking of this, the prime minister quickly quickened his pace, put the white paper with the words "Pei Jue" written on it into his sleeve, then left the house, got on the carriage and went to the palace.

Arriving at the prime minister's office hall in the royal palace, the prime minister summoned a group of officials and began to look for those loyal and virtuous people in history.

A day later, a list was delivered to the prime minister. He looked through it carefully, then copied it again and added the name "Pei Jue".

The position he added seemed very appropriate to him, being right behind a loyal and virtuous minister from three hundred years ago.

"Three hundred years have passed, and even the most virtuous people must have been reincarnated." The prime minister nodded with satisfaction, then stood up and left the office hall, and went to meet the Golden Wheel King.

When the prime minister handed the list to King Jinlun, King Jinlun looked at it very carefully, which showed that he attached great importance to the matter of enthroning the City God.

"Eh?" After about a quarter of an hour, King Jinlun suddenly let out a surprised sound and asked, "My dear, who is this Pei Jue? How come I have never had any impression of him?"

The Prime Minister was very calm. He certainly didn't expect to completely hide it from King Jinlun. He just stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, this Pei Jue was a good minister three hundred years ago. He loved the people like his own children, was both civil and military, and was loyal to the royal family. Later, he died on the battlefield to save the then 'Fengli King'."

King Jinlun was puzzled and asked, "Why have I never seen this person's deeds in history books?"

The Prime Minister smiled and said, "Your Majesty, this is a hidden history."

"Oh? What do you mean?" asked King Jinlun.

The prime minister said, "This great-grandson of Pei Gong offended the king at that time and was punished as a member of the group, so Pei Gong's history was also hidden. I only saw it later from the pile of old papers in the old palace."

"I see." King Jinlun suddenly realized, "Are those things still there?"

The Prime Minister shook his head and sighed, "They were all burned in the battle with King Tianqi."

"Alas, what a pity." King Jinlun also sighed, and then no longer had any doubts.

Another day later, at the court meeting, Juezhen reported the auspicious date to King Jinlun, who then announced that on September 28th, four days later, he would lead all civil and military officials to the City God Temple to confer the title of deity.

Time passed quickly, and soon it was four days later.

The Golden Wheel King, riding his golden chariot and jade sedan chair, came to the City God Temple with all the civil and military officials. At this time, outside the City God Temple, flags were waving, and there were red decorations and incense was burning.

Teams of soldiers formed three layers inside and three layers outside, surrounding the entire City God Temple.

But despite this, it could not stop the enthusiasm of the people. Countless people were seen climbing all over the walls of the houses, looking out and watching.

When King Jinlun led the civil and military officials into the City God Temple, the ceremony of conferring the gods quickly began under the auspices of Master Jiantian Juezhen.

Zhuang Yan was wearing a green shirt, squatting on a wall to watch the Ceremony of Conferring the Gods, listening to King Jinlun reading out one name after another.

Every time King Jinlun read out a name and conferred an honor, he would have to wait for a while. Juezhen would stand under the statue in the main hall. After King Jinlun conferred a name, he would look at the statue.

Juezhen silently counted thirty numbers in his mind. If the statue did not respond, he would strike the jade chime.

King Jinlun outside heard the jade chime only ring once, so he continued to confer the next name.

This went on for two hours, and King Jinlun became so thirsty and his face was covered with sweat.

But the ceremony was solemn, and King Jinlun did not dare to drink water, nor did he dare to let his servants and palace maids come up to wipe his sweat. Instead, he continued to recite the names.

Just before noon, a breeze suddenly blew towards the City God Temple, which instantly made King Jinlun feel refreshed and energetic.

Zhuang Yan saw a white figure flying into the City God Temple on the breeze, so he laughed and said, "When there is no tiger in the mountain, the monkey becomes king. This is a temple without a City God, and even little monsters dare to come and go at will."

Zhuang Yan's words entered the man's ears without bias. He turned in the air and came in front of Zhuang Yan. "What do you mean?"

Zhuang Yan looked at the woman in white before him, raised his hand and pointed at the City God Temple and said, "If there really is a City God, would you dare to come?"

The woman sneered and said, "I am the City God!"

"What a joke. If you say so, then it is true?" Zhuang Yan said.

The woman said calmly: "If I say yes, then that is it!"

Zhuang Yan said: "Really? I don't believe it!"

The woman looked at Zhuang Yan carefully, and then said, "I see that you are also a man of great skill, so I might as well tell you that the Human King will soon read my name and canonize me as the City God."

Zhuang Yan laughed and said, "That's not necessarily true. You're just a little monster. How can the Human King know who you are?"

Seeing this, the woman immediately flew to the top of the wall next to Zhuang Yan and said to him, "How about making a bet?"

Zhuang Yan smiled and asked, "What are you betting on?"

The woman said, "Let's bet on whether I can be canonized as the City God by this Human King."

"Okay, I love betting the most." Zhuang Yan said.

The woman nodded and said, "Since it's a bet, there must be a stake. If I am canonized as the City God, you must stay here and worship me for a hundred years. If I am not canonized as the City God, then I will work for you for a hundred years."

Zhuang Yan said: "You are thinking very nicely."

The woman was stunned: "." After a moment, she came to her senses and said to Zhuang Yan calmly: "Do you want to bet or not? If not, shut up."

Zhuang Yan laughed and said, "Bet!"

"Okay." The woman nodded and said, "To ensure fairness, I will not go into the temple. I will stay here with you and watch."

Zhuang Yan smiled and moved to the right, then pointed to the empty space beside him and said, "This is for you to squat."

The woman took a look and then said, "No." She just stood upright on the wall, and her eyes, like Zhuang Yan's, fell on the Golden Wheel King who was chanting the names and canonizing the gods in the temple. (End of this chapter)