I, a Saiyan, cultivate immortality in the world of Nine Uncles

Chapter 826 The Strongest Big Brother (24), God of Merit and Virtue Blocks the Way

There is also a reason why Jiang Yeming chose to enter the Sansheng Temple alone. After all, he is not from this world. He has many secrets in him. It may be necessary to use external means in the Sansheng Temple. It is best not to let others see it.

He stopped in front of the temple gate and looked up.

This temple can be said to be the place of worship of Confucianism in this continent, so although the building is not magnificent, it has carved beams and pillars, and its structure is exquisite.

Moreover, the whole temple looks like new, obviously it is often maintained.

The people who maintain the Sansheng Temple have appeared in front of Jiang Yeming. They are three old scholars wearing patched but washed robes.

But no one would look down on these three old scholars because of their plain attire.

These three are Confucian masters who voluntarily retired to the temple. It is said that their strength has reached the perfection of refining the virtual and combining the Tao.

The old pedant in the middle said: "I have never seen Confucian scholars like you. You are not as good as us when it comes to reading, and we are not as good as you when it comes to fighting. It seems that you are very talented in fighting. The Confucianism of the Meng family has found a treasure."

Jiang Yeming bowed deeply to express his respect for the three old scholars, but he agreed with this statement in his heart. He was not bragging. As the saying goes, he has strengths in learning and specialization in skills. Confucianism is indeed miraculous in self-cultivation, but it is weaker in fighting skills.In Jiang Yeming's view, Confucianism's skills can only rise in the later stages, and the methods in the middle and early stages are still much worse.

The three old scholars readily accepted Jiang Yeming's etiquette, and the old scholar in the middle continued: "The Wensi Holy Spirit, Xu Mengnian, lives in seclusion nearby, but in fact he is greedy for the golden body. We are in the way of the rules and cannot stop it. It is best for you to defeat him. How can the moral golden body be obtained by his kind of nondescript existence."

Obviously, these three people also saw the problem of Xu Mengnian, the holy spirit of Evans, and it is estimated that Xu Mengnian has not succeeded until now, and three of them are credited.

Jiang Yeming saluted again with a smile: "Wan Sheng thanked the three seniors, what is the point of subduing the golden body?"

The old scholar on the left replied: "The golden body remains in the side hall of the Sansheng Temple. Anyone can go there, but each person only has one chance every year. The tests are different, and we can't go into details. It is estimated that no one will go with you today, so I will take you to the side hall to try your chance."

After finishing speaking, the three old scholars turned around, and the temple door opened behind them, but instead of entering the main hall, they went around to the rear and stopped outside a slightly shorter hall.

When he arrived at the place, Jiang Yeming was about to say something, but suddenly the world changed drastically. All the temples and old scholars disappeared, and a government office was replaced.

Jiang Yeming, who was two meters tall, looked extremely small here.

Two rows of iron-faced yamen servants holding golden long sticks, all of them are giants more than ten meters high, shouted in unison:

"Jiang Yeming, a Confucian scholar, brought him with questions and answers. Those who talk nonsense can get twenty sticks, and those who make trouble can get forty sticks."

"mighty."

After shouting for a while, another yamen servant shouted: "Master, please investigate the case."

Good guy, it's really an official ostentation, Jiang Yeming just didn't figure out what kind of official this is, and what is in charge of it?

He stood up straight, raised his head and looked straight ahead, waiting for the official here to speak.

Behind the writing desk directly in front, sat a god statue with a copper head and iron clothes, and slowly opened his eyes.

"I am the meritorious officer personally appointed by God Haotian, and I am the ninth among the 72 constellation officials of Disha. I can check the meritorious deeds here. Would you like me to investigate?"

This is a bit of a mouthful, meaning that this is the world official sent by the supreme god Haotian recognized by Confucianism, ranking ninth among the 72 constellations of Disha, a deity who specializes in managing merit.

This is the divine way that the lower realm has lost contact with for a long time. Jiang Yeming thought of Ji Xin, the head of the town gods of the eighteen provinces, but he didn't have any respect for this upper god.

He clasped his fists, and replied in a lukewarm tone: "Wansheng came from the lower realms, and there are not many traces left in this world. Even if we search, we can't find anything."

"Oh." The copper-headed iron-clothed god's eyes widened, shooting golden light at Jiang Yeming.

The Divine Dao golden light glanced at Jiang Yeming, but as he said, nothing was found.

The statue's tone was weird: "Even if you ascend from the lower realm, you can't hide from my eyes of merit. Unless you understand part of the cause and effect, you can escape the five elements."

But he didn't expect that a little god would guess the real reason. Jiang Yeming couldn't pretend anymore, so he could only nod in agreement: "Well, cause and effect are the way. I have learned some changes from fate."

Hearing this, the bronze-headed and iron-clothed statue was even more surprised: "It turned out to be self-enlightenment. This is unique. When your strength recovers, you will be appreciated by all the officials. I am reckless. Please don't take offense."

The drastic change in the statue's attitude gave Jiang Yeming a deeper understanding of the law of causality he had comprehended, but he didn't care about it on the surface, and asked, "In this case, should I pass this level?"

The god statue quickly responded: "Of course I've counted it, the merits are not bad, you can enter the temple to fuse the golden body remains." The statue paused, and added: "This should be the first time for fellow Taoists, so you can't rush to fuse the golden body remains. It's best to try it in a state of pure heart and unintentional, maybe it will have a miraculous effect."

Apparently, this god of merit said some details that others didn't know, which can be regarded as making up for his previous attitude.

Jiang Yeming saluted with a smile, the light and shadow changed again, and he returned to the Sansheng Temple.

He looked at the opened side hall door in front of him, walked in without hesitation, and closed the hall door by the way.

In the empty side hall, candles flickered.

There is not even a statue of a god here, only a figure sitting cross-legged in meditation.

This is the Moral Golden Body Relic. The reason why it is called the Golden Body Relic is because it is the legacy left by a Confucian sage.

This Confucian sage, before he attained the holy throne, shattered the void and left, he stripped off the refined golden body of morality and placed it in the Temple of the Three Sages, saying that it was reserved for those who were destined. But over the years, countless Confucian scholars have come to try, but none of them can succeed.

In order not to be disturbed in the next thing, the necessary protection is affirmative.

Jiang Yeming took a deep breath, Tianling Gai flew out of his true soul, a powerful soul appeared outside his body, and it began to affect the material level, the air flow surged in the hall, the candlestick vibrated,

With his soul out of his body, he cast a soul enchantment.

Although it was only a half-way practice of soul art, but with the strength of his own soul and the cooperation of psionic magic, Jiang Yeming's soul art barrier was quickly set up.

For him now, his soul is stronger than his body, so he doesn't have to worry about being destroyed by someone's soul art defense.

After safety was ensured, Jiang Yeming strode up to the golden body and sat cross-legged facing each other, trying to merge.

The golden body relic, which looks like a human, is actually a very solid creation of spiritual power. The almost real golden relic is invulnerable, and spiritual power cannot invade it at all.

So how can it be combined with it?

Confused, Jiang Yeming lowered the intensity of his consciousness and looked around the remains of the golden body.