I'm just an ornamental fish in the water.

No one speaks.

The servants outside the carriage froze, too afraid to look at the people.

Jiang Li did not lower the curtain, but simply stared at those people.

Under the watchful eyes of those fervent gazes, Jiang Li smiled, turned around, and said, "Madam, please leave us here."

"But……"

The woman hesitated.

"Don't worry, sister, those people won't do anything to you."

Feng Mu patted the woman's hand and stepped down from the carriage, with Jiang Li following closely behind.

The woman, still uneasy, whispered from inside the carriage, "If you two encounter any difficulties, please enter the city. Just tell the gatekeeper that you are guests of the Deng family, and you will not be troubled."

"Thank you, Madam."

Jiang Li turned around, smiled, and waved for the carriage to leave.

As expected, the group did not stop them, their eyes remaining fixed on Jiang Li and Feng Mu.

After the carriage had gone far away, Feng Mu put his hands on his hips and looked at those people, a golden light suddenly flashing in his eyes.

When the golden light dissipated, she frowned and whispered, "There is an evil aura obscuring the spiritual platforms of these people."

Jiang Li nodded without surprise and asked, "What are Your Highness's plans?"

"Will you fight?"

Feng Mu asked the question again.

This time, Jiang Li nodded and smiled, "I can learn it."

"Very good, I knew I was right about you."

Feng Mu smiled slightly and said, "Then, will you take the lead from now on?"

Jiang Li nodded in agreement and strode towards the group of people.

"Gentlemen, is the Goddess Wusheng able to preach and give alms in Qinglin Village?"

The moment the words "Empress Wusheng" were uttered, everyone instantly came alive, and the eerie, deathly atmosphere mixed with fervor vanished.

"Of course, of course."

An elderly man in his sixties said with a smile, "Today, the Goddess Wusheng is preaching the Dharma by the stream near my Qinglin Village. We are going there to listen to her teachings and receive alms."

"This young man has a dignified bearing and speaks with refined manners; could he also be a follower of the Goddess Wusheng?"

Jiang Li shook his head and smiled, "I'm not a believer, I've just heard about it and want to hear a sermon after seeing it today."

"Oh my, young master, you clearly have a bright future."

The old man clapped his hands and laughed, "In that case, young master, why don't you come with us?"

"That is indeed my wish, but I dare not ask you to."

Jiang Li nodded in agreement, then pulled Feng Mu along and mingled into the crowd.

"Fellow travelers! Let's continue our journey!"

The old man gave a signal, and the group continued on their way.

People continued chanting slogans as they walked step by step.

Jiang Li and Feng Mu followed at the very back.

Among the crowd, there were quite a few young people who would steal glances at Feng Mu from time to time.

They had never seen a girl as beautiful as this before.

While glancing at Jiang Li standing side by side with Feng Mu, one can't help but feel a bit of jealousy. But when one sees Jiang Li's bald forehead and then touches the white cloth on one's own forehead, the jealousy instantly turns into pride and disdain.

Jiang Li naturally noticed this action.

"It seems there's some story behind this white turban. Could it be that the Goddess Wusheng imitated the Yellow Turban Army?"

Jiang Li's lips moved, but no sound came out.

Feng Mu heard it clearly and replied in the same way: "It's just a pretense. Everyone knows the Heavenly General. The Goddess of No Birth is just using his name to spread her magic."

As she spoke, she sneered, "If this Lady Wusheng were truly a disciple or descendant of the Great Teacher of Virtue, she would have been captured long ago by the Yellow Turban Warriors sent by the Great Teacher of Virtue."

"Can they still proselytize with such apparent reluctance?"

Jiang Li nodded in agreement.

Today, Taoism has three main caves and four auxiliary caves, among which is the Way of Great Peace.

The leader of the Way of Peace is none other than the Great Teacher of the past, and now the Central Yellow Pole Yellow Horn Immortal, one of the Five Elders of the Heavenly Court. (The Five Elders of the Five Pole here uses the setting from Journey to the West, not the setting of orthodox Taoist mythology. However, Journey to the West does not explicitly state that the Yellow Pole Yellow Horn Immortal is Zhang Jiao, so it can be regarded as an alternative setting by the author. Please be aware of this.)

If such a great deity, the Goddess Wusheng, truly possessed his teachings but practiced evil ways, it would be strange if she were still alive.

After walking for about half an hour, Jiang Li and the other person followed the crowd to a stream.

No one lives here, only there are many fields, and a few sheds for farmers to rest in are built on the open space beside the field ridges.

However, at this moment, a large number of people had gathered around this area.

Upon closer inspection, there were over a thousand people, most of whom were dressed as ordinary people, but there were also some well-dressed individuals mixed in.

The crowd surrounded a square platform that was four feet high and about ten feet wide.

However, the ranking of these people is quite interesting.

The hierarchy is not determined by social status, but by whether or not someone is wearing a white cloth on their head.

Those with white cloths can move forward, while those without white cloths can only stand on the outermost edge.

Jiang Li watched as a wealthy merchant, who wasn't wearing a white cloth, tried to exchange four or five strings of cash for a better seat with a farmer who was wearing a white cloth.

However, he was met with disdainful ridicule and sarcasm. The wealthy businessman was ashamed and angry, but dared not say anything more. He could only slink back to the outermost edge.

"Young master, you've made a fool of yourself."

The wealthy merchant happened to be standing next to Jiang Li. When he saw Jiang Li looking over, he smiled wryly and bowed in greeting.

"Brother, judging by your attire, you must be rich and powerful. Why are you putting up with this kind of treatment here?"

Following up on the other person's current experience, Jiang Li asked with a smile.

"Alas, my child is seriously ill, and there is no cure. The Goddess of Immortality has great supernatural powers, so I have come to ask for a bowl of talisman water."

The wealthy businessman let out a bitter sigh.

"How can you be so sure, brother, that the talisman water from the Goddess of Immortality can cure your child's illness?"

"Young master, you don't know?"

The wealthy merchant was somewhat surprised and said, "I saw it with my own eyes the other day. A man who had injured his leg years ago and was paralyzed for more than ten years stood up immediately after drinking a bowl of talisman water."

"So miraculous?"

Jiang Li feigned surprise, and after seeing the fervor in the wealthy businessman's eyes, she subtly exchanged a glance with Feng Mu.

The latter transmitted his voice, saying, "Everyone here except you and me is bewitched by evil energy."

"certainly!"

The wealthy merchant spoke with absolute certainty, saying, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have come! The divine powers of the Goddess Wusheng are probably unmatched even by the gods in heaven!"

Jiang Li smiled and said, "If that's the case, I'll have to take a good look at the sermon later."

The wealthy merchant nodded repeatedly with satisfaction, saying, "Believing in the Goddess of Eternal Life was undoubtedly the best decision the young master ever made!"

Sorry, I believe in the Goddess of Luoshui...

Jiang Li muttered something to herself.

"Buzz!"

Just then, a sudden change occurred.

Suddenly, a pure white divine light burst forth in mid-air.

The divine light shone on the square platform, from which four fairies dressed in white emerged, each one breathtakingly beautiful.

The four fairies each occupied a corner of the square platform, facing the center, their voices melodious and clear.

"We respectfully invite the presence of the Eternal Goddess!"

The crowd below the stage also knelt down in worship, their expressions filled with fervor.

"We respectfully invite the presence of the Eternal Goddess!"

For a moment, only Jiang Li and Feng Mu remained standing, quite conspicuous, but no one present paid any attention to them.

Jiang Li squinted at the pure white divine light.

As the crowd prayed, a woman dressed in a white robe and wearing a white veil slowly descended from the divine light.

"Greetings, Goddess Wusheng!!"

People became increasingly excited and enthusiastic.

The so-called Goddess of Immortality emerged from the divine light, stood on the platform, and looked around.

Ultimately, the focus shifted to Jiang Li and Feng Mu.

The Goddess Wusheng looked at the two of them and spoke, her voice resounding.

"Since you see no birth, why not worship?"