People in Conferred Gods: Rising from humble beginnings, I am the God of Wealth

Chapter 244 Bian Zhuang goes to heaven, the matchmaker in heaven!
sun star.

A young Taoist priest in a green robe and a crane cloak, with a scarlet gourd hanging from his waist, was strolling in the scorching sun's true fire.

Suddenly, he paused and turned his head to look at the Moon.

"How could this be so..."

He could clearly feel that the origin of the Moon had greatly increased, and its authority in the ancient starry sky had been significantly improved, already catching up with the gap with the Sun.

But before he could think more, a huge amount of merit from the earth fell, which further enhanced the origin and authority of the Moon, surpassing that of the Sun.

Today, there is no Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi in charge of the Sun Star, and there is not even a Sun Star Lord.

If this continues, the supreme star in the ancient starry sky might soon fall on the head of the Yin Star.

"How could this be, how could this be!"

"Why can she become the master of the Moon, but I can't become the master of the Sun?"

"Why do those old guys of the demon tribe support her but are unwilling to follow me as their leader?"

"Why is she in charge of the Heavenly Palace's treasury, while I only have a few protective spiritual treasures?"

“Why is it that when I am about to find the opportunity to become the master of the Sun Star, the Moon Star surpasses the Sun Star and is expected to become the supreme star in the ancient starry sky?!!”

The young Taoist's face looked extremely ugly, and he let out an unwilling roar.

After a long while, he finally calmed down and his expression became firm.

"I just rely on the help of outsiders. As long as I become the Lord of the Sun Star, everything will eventually return to my hands."

"I am the heir recognized by my father. The demon clan was built by my father. They will support me sooner or later. I am the leader of the demon clan!"

The young Taoist snorted coldly, lowered his head and looked at the vast land. His gaze seemed to pass through the sea of ​​blood and fell on Yang Xuan, with a hint of coldness emerging in his eyes.

If it weren't for Yang Xuan, how could December have accomplished this?

……

at the same time.

In heaven, next to the Temple of Destiny, in an unnamed valley.

In this valley, there is an inconspicuous thatched house.

An old Taoist with white hair and beard, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, was sitting cross-legged in front of a purple-gold alchemy furnace, slowly fanning himself with a palm-leaf fan.

Such a simple action seems to contain some kind of great truth, and there is a wonderful Taoist rhythm that appears and disappears with the movement of the cattail leaf fan.

This old Taoist was none other than the good corpse of the Saint Taiqing, the famous Taishang Laojun in the Heavenly Palace in later generations.

Just as Yang Xuan announced the tunnel, Taishang Laojun paused slightly, lowered his head and looked down, his gaze spanning an infinite distance and landing above the underworld.

I saw the scene of merits from heaven and earth, and I saw Hou Tu direct more than 20% of the merits from earth to the Human Emperor Banner, increasing its power.

"It seems that Hou Tu is also very optimistic about Yang Xuan. She personally pardoned and conferred the title of God on him, and also gave him merits to help him sacrifice and refine spiritual treasures..."

Taishang Laojun tapped the palm-leaf fan lightly with his fingers, and after a moment's deduction, he stretched out his hand and waved it lightly, and a young Taoist appeared in front of him.

"Xuandu, Yang Xuan is a very good kid. He can be accepted as a disciple of our Human Sect. You can go to the Heavenly Palace and wait for him to come back. Then you can find a way to invite him to join the sect. How do you think?"

"No."

However, after hearing what Taishang Laojun said, Xuan Du refused without even thinking about it, and sat down next to Taishang Laojun with a lazy look on his face.

Xuandu took the palm-leaf fan from Taishang Laojun and fanned it occasionally.

"Master, if you want to accept a disciple, it would be better for you to do it yourself. How can you let your disciple do it for you? This is unreasonable!"

Taishang Laojun glanced at Xuandu. He knew his disciple very well.

Xuandu didn't want to go because it was unreasonable. He just felt that it was a troublesome matter, so he didn't want to go. In fact, Taishang Laojun just said it casually and didn't expect Xuandu to go.

Taishang Laojun was not angry. He grabbed a few herbs and threw them into the alchemy furnace, saying casually:

"I remember that you accepted Bian Zhuang as your disciple a few years ago. Now that he has reached the level of Taiyi Jinxian, it is time for him to go out and gain some experience. The Heavenly Court is a good choice."

"Master said so!"

Xuandu immediately returned the palm-leaf fan to Taishang Laojun, took a step forward, and disappeared into the thatched hut.

It would be fine as long as he was not asked to do it personally. Besides, Bian Zhuang had been practicing in Bajing Palace for many years, and it was indeed time for him to go out and gain some experience.

How can one achieve Daluo without going through hardships? It is impossible for an inner sect disciple of a human sect to rely on the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill to break through, right? How can this be justified!

Upon seeing this, Taishang Laojun revealed a faint smile on his face and continued to fan himself with the cattail leaf fan to refine the elixir.

"This little guy Yang Xuan is a talented person, we can't let Hou Tu snatch him away."

"If Bian Zhuang can seize the opportunity, he may be able to survive this disaster. This is really a strategy that kills two birds with one stone."

……

Heaven, Palace of Marriage.

A beautiful woman wearing a bright red wedding dress, with silver hair but a fair complexion, holding a white hydrangea, was sitting in a rocking chair.

She looked at Shi Er Yue and Yang Xuan above the underworld, her fingers gently stroked the red hydrangea, a thoughtful look appeared in her eyes, and she murmured to herself:
"December is not bad, why not also tie it up..."

"Master, who do you want to lead?"

Next to this beautiful woman stood a little girl who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, also wearing a bright red wedding dress.

She had a red bracelet on her wrist and a white, fluffy tail behind her. She was the little fox that Tushan Nujiao asked Yang Xuan to take care of - Hu Xianer.

Listening to the words of the silver-haired woman, Hu Xian'er took off the bracelet on her hand and looked eager to try.

"Your cultivation is not good enough to help Daluo find a marriage partner. Practice hard. When you have reached Taiyi cultivation, you can mobilize the power of the Marriage Palace and then you will be able to help Daluo find a marriage partner."

The silver-haired woman smiled and shook her head. Being interrupted by Hu Xian'er made her make a decision.

No matter whether it is useful or not, just pull it first!

If Yang Xuan accepts it, he can use this opportunity to settle some of the causes and effects.

If Yang Xuan was only concerned about the great Dao, this matter would be very interesting. There would be no loss anyway, and it would just be something that happened conveniently.

……

The netherworld, above the underworld.

As December finished his words, the underground power that permeated the underworld also disappeared.

Now December has found the opportunity to achieve a quasi-saint. As long as he decides what spiritual object to use to contain the good corpse, he can prepare to chop the corpse and achieve a quasi-saint!
December immediately said goodbye to Yang Xuan and prepared to return to Taiyin Star to think about the matter first. After beheading Yang Xuan, he would consider how to reward him.

It can be said that her achievement of quasi-sainthood was given by Yang Xuan. If she doesn't give enough benefits, how can she resolve this cause and effect?

But just as she looked at Yang Xuan, an idea suddenly flashed in her mind.

"He is the wise star of heaven and hell, and he always has unexpected and wonderful ideas. Maybe he can give me the right choice..."

Thinking of this, December looked towards Yang Xuan for help and asked:
"Excuse me, my Lord, if I want to become a quasi-saint, what kind of spiritual object would be more suitable?"

Anyway, I'm just asking. No matter whether Yang Xuan's answer is feasible or not, it will not be a loss to December.

If Yang Xuan's answer really gave her some inspiration and allowed her to make the most correct choice, or gave her a correct answer that was beyond her expectations, that would naturally be great.

As for the question of repayment, December did not care too much about it. As the saying goes, too much debt will make you less worried. She already owed Yang Xuan a lot of karma, so this one more debt was not a big deal...

(End of this chapter)