This strand of faith incense fire, after it sprouted from the top of the bearded man's head, split into three parts and drifted towards the divine statue of the three Pure Ancestors.
Having seen this scene.
Something stirred in Xuanqing's heart.
"I apologize to ancestor master. I'm not trying to steal your incense fire, I'm only testing something."
Then.
He manipulated the mana within his body, conjuring an unseen phantom hand, reaching towards the faith incense fire in a single swipe.
Hmm... he swiped at nothing.
At this moment.
All the members of the mountaineering team had finished lighting their incense and paying respect.
"Daoist Priest, we have finished lighting our incense. We're leaving, Bye~"
The bearded middle-aged man, leading the mountaineering team before their departure, waved at Xuanqing and bid him farewell.
Xuanqing nodded his head slightly, watching the entire mountaineering team leave.
....
After all of them are gone.
Xuanqing took a step moving to the side of the Three Pure Ones statue. He gazed at the faith incense fire floating in the air, pondering how to absorb it.
"According to the legend, living people can't endure the power of incense fire. Could this be the reason?"
"Or maybe this faith incense fire isn't meant for me, so I can't absorb it?"
Judging from the current situation, there are only these two possibilities.
If it's the former, then there's no solution. He can't commit suicide for this faith incense fire.
But if it's the latter, it's quite easy to solve.
He was the "Taiji Palace Chosen Scholar: Right Magistrate of the Five Thunder Court" in the Journey to the West World.
In the real world, he was the left judge of the Five Thunder Court, a celestial official of the regular ninth rank.
At this grade, he doesn't qualify to place a divine statue, but he can set up an ancestral tablet. It just needs to be worshippable by people.
"Make two tablets first, use whichever proves useful!"
With a thought.
A piece of wood materialized in Xuanqing's hands.
This was a piece he had broken off from the thousand-year thunderstruck peachwood. This wood contained the power of the thunderbolt, making it most appropriate to make a god tablet for the Five Thunder Court.
With the mana flowing from his Dantian.
Xuanqing pointed like a sword and began to carve into the wood.
Swish~Swish!
Chips of wood flew everywhere.
Shortly, a tablet half a meter high, engraved with the words 'Taiji Palace Chosen Scholar: Right Magistrate of the Five Thunder Court...' was completed.
After finishing this tablet, he didn't stop. He took another piece of thunderstruck peachwood and carved a tablet for the "Left Magistrate of the Five Thunder Court".
Looking at the two half-meter high tablets, both smooth and rounded.
Xuanqing nodded approvingly.
Next.
He placed these two god tablets in a conspicuous position to the bottom right of the Three Pure Ones.
"When the next incumbent comes to offer incense, let them also bow down to me!" Xuanqing's mouth was slightly upturned as he thought to himself.
....
Time slowly passed by.
By the afternoon.
The Taoist temple received two more incense guests.
One of them was a fifteen or sixteen year old girl in jeans and a long-sleeved shirt.
Her red and green streaked hair, along with the words 'Ji Fu' printed on her shirt indisputably proved that this was a non-mainstream girl.
What was surprising was.
The hand of the non-mainstream girl, was holding an elderly woman's hand, whose temples were white, and had a rosy complexion.
"Grandma, look, this is the Taoist temple. I'm telling you, the temple.. no, the monk in the temple is of no use, you should believe in the Taoist from now on."
Her voice was like a silver bell, pleasant to hear - if only her eccentric outfit didn't spoil the effect.
Hearing the girl's words.
The old woman just smiled and shook her head, looking at the girl with affection. She didn't agree or deny the girl's statement.
The two arrived at the Taoist temple entrance.
The non-mainstream girl ran ahead, her eyes rolling around. She then tiptoed to the door of the Taoist temple and tried to peek inside.
Creak~
Who would have known.
Before the girl could make a move, the front gate abruptly opened, startling the non-mainstream girl.
"Oh!.." The girl's face turned slightly red, her head bowed bashfully.
The old woman stepped forward, first sizing up Xuanqing up and down.
A fine, Daoist-like little priest.
"Little priest, excuse my interruption, this child has been restless since she was very young. We came here to offer incense, should that be okay?" The old woman said, chuckling.
"May you have immeasurable longevity and fortune, please enter, respected laypeople!" Xuanqing said with a small smile.
Just like before.
After showing them to the main hall, he pointed towards the table in the corner where the incense and candles were placed, "Two yuan for a bundle of incense, remember to offer it to the Three Pure Ones...."
"Two yuan a bundle?"
Both the girl and the old woman were surprised by this low price.
After paying.
Both of them lit the incense and knelt in front of the statue of the Three Pure Ones.
"May my granddaughter be safe and healthy.." The old woman reverently bowed nine times, then placed the incense in the censer.
"May my grandmother stay healthy, and may I never be bullied again." The girl murmered sincerely.
At the side.
Xuanqing observed that there was no reaction from the old woman, but a thread of pure incense fire was born from the non-mainstream girl.
Click click~
Unexpectedly, among the granddaughter and grandmother, it was the little girl who turned out to be more devout.
"Respected laypeople, these are the Left and Right judges of the Five Thunder Court, the main gods of this Taoist temple. They are responsible for the duties of good and evil retribution and they are extraordinarily responsive. You may wish to pay your respects!"
These self-praising words caused his face to turn slightly red.
"Very effective?"
"Ahem, yes, very effective." Xuanqing coughed lightly.
The old woman paused.
For people of their age, it didn't matter what god you are or how much power you have, what's more important is how responsive you are.
After hearing Xuanqing's 'very effective', she immediately became interested.
"Good girl, come over here and pay respects to this... this judge!" The old woman immediately waved to her granddaughter.
At this moment.
The non-mainstream girl was dazedly looking at Xuanqing. Upon hearing her grandmother's voice, she came back to senses and quickly complied.
"Coming, coming."
The two of them, each holding three incense sticks, knelt respectfully in front of the ancestral tablets, then put the incense into the censer.
The old woman continued to show no sign of any incense fire above her head.
However, from the non-mainstream girl's head, a wisp of faith power, slightly weaker than before, floated out, dividing into two and hovering over the two ancestral tablets.
Upon seeing this.
Xuanqing was slightly surprised.
The two ancestral tablets were able to bear the power of the incense fire?
.....
A moment later.
The girl left the temple with her grandmother.
Before leaving, the girl asked Xuanqing for an autograph. She left happily once she got it.
It was only when they both left the Taoist temple.
That Xuanqing came to his own ancestral tablet.
With a thought in mind.
The mana from his Dantian initiated, turning into a pair of ghostly large hands, reaching out towards the two ancestral tablets.
The faith incense on Left Judge (standard ninth grade) ancestral tablet was unmoved.
But from the ancestral tablet of the Right Judge (ninth rank) from Journey to the West World, the incense fire floating above was easily caught.
The next moment.
[Ding~ You can currently recharge 0.5 ingots, would you like to convert it all into ingots?]
A mechanical prompt sounded in his mind.
"Don't convert."
Xuanqing's mouth curled slightly.
Just as he pulled the weak faith incense fire close for closer inspection.
Suddenly.
An unexpected change occurred.