I am a fairy

Chapter 126 Printing Gods and Turning Stone into Gold

If.

The appearance of the celestial beings shown by the gods and witches before responded to the mortals' imagination and expectations of what the gods should have.

"This is what celestial beings and immortals should look like."

At this moment, this magic of turning stone into gold satisfies everyone's imagination of another kind of immortal.

In ancient legends and myths, gods have always been free and easy, not subject to any constraints of the human world.

They can always conjure up mountains of gold and silver with a wave of their hands, and it seems that with just a raise of their hands, they can make people have endless wealth.

Because they can turn stone into gold.

But in the past, this ability to turn stone into gold existed only in the imagination of mortals.

And today.

The wizard allowed everyone to witness this widely circulated magic with their own eyes.

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!”

The arms of gods and demons were waving, and strange and dense sounds came from high above, echoing in the long street and the night.

offstage.

There was a crowd of people, all pushing forward.

Everyone wanted to get closer and see more clearly. Rich or poor, powerful or powerless, everyone seemed to be very interested in it.

"Get out of the way, don't block the road."

"What are you squeezing?"

"It really is like turning stone into gold. Look, that is clearly the luster of gold and iron."

"It's silver, isn't it?"

"It looks like fine iron to me."

Whether it is gold, silver, or iron, in this era, they are all the same as money.

Many people in the crowd thought.

"If I could learn this kind of magic, would I still have to live such a hard life in the future?"

"Today is the day to turn stone into gold and become as rich as a nation."

"Could it be that the immortal is passing on my magical powers to me today, and I am also getting an opportunity?"

"Wealth and honor are within your reach."

Everyone stared with wide eyes, looking at the incredible scene under the bright lights, wanting to peek into the secret of turning stone into gold and learn this magical power that could satisfy people's greatest greed.

However, the gods showed everyone the process of turning stone into gold without reservation.

And they can also see the whole process clearly.

But I still can't see the mystery.

I just feel confused.

The statue was clearly made of paper just now, how come a metal one suddenly appeared out of nowhere?

Also, how come the statue, like the crops in the fields and the trees on the roadside, continued to grow little by little?

The more people watched, the more anxious they became.

But he couldn't find the secret by scratching his head, let alone how to learn this magical power.

"Is this an illusion?"

So, some people thought so.

At this time, as the statue of Wang Shan Gong gradually took shape, one could see the wooden board of the platform sinking deeply.

"Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

Finally, the board couldn't bear it anymore.

"boom!"

The people who were gathered in the audience and looking up were startled and shouted in panic.

“It collapsed.”

"The statue has fallen down. Wangshan Gong has fallen down."

The newly cast statue actually pressed through the wooden board of the platform.

However, before the statue had time to fall, two "arms" had already stretched out from below and were waiting there, holding it up steadily.

When everyone saw this scene, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said.

“It didn’t fall!”

"Caught it."

"it's okay no problem."

This scene also indirectly proves that everything in front of us is real.

The Arm of God and Demon successfully forged the Dharma body of the Earth God bit by bit, and finally assembled some unknown things on it, and completed it completely in full view of everyone.

At this point, the summer festival ceremony of worshiping the earth god has been completed.

Unfortunately, in the end, no one learned the magic of turning stone into gold.

Everyone sighed, as if they had missed the greatest opportunity of their life, as well as mountains of gold, silver, glory and wealth.

After the ceremony.

The "bright moon" on the platform was also taken down, and everything returned to darkness.

The shaman held the lamp, put on the mask, and left quietly.

The crowd finally dispersed slowly, but everything that had just happened was already deeply engraved in everyone's mind. There was a lot of noise on the way back, and everyone kept talking about what had just happened.

Only a group of witches, servants and a few people who were unwilling to leave were left, still waiting in the audience.

When it was almost dawn, the shamans finally got up.

They knelt and kowtowed, shouting towards the platform.

"Please ask the Earth God to return to his position."

Only then did everyone see that a huge creature carried the heavy "Wangshan Gong" and passed through the city gate not far away and headed out of the city.

Everyone hurriedly followed, but the monster was so fast that they couldn't catch up with it and could only see its shadow.

Finally, they chased to the community temple outside the city.

Take a closer look.

Over the course of one day and one night, the community temple outside the city had transformed into a completely different appearance.

It was transformed from a dilapidated temple into a brand new enclosed wooden palace with a courtyard.

And the "Wangshan Gong" weighs more than ten thousand kilograms.

Already sitting in the hall.
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Huangquan Base.

The intelligent engineering vehicle has returned and completed the establishment of the Xihe County Earth God System. It is now heading to the next place again.

Under the lights of the empty square, the smart engineering vehicle performed a self-inspection and also replaced several small external parts that were subject to daily wear and tear.

Jiang Chao stood in front of a screen, touching the virtual keyboard with his hand. He was checking the internal data of the engineering vehicle.

While doing these things, Wangshu was also chatting with Jiang Chao.

Wangshu: "See, we can define everything."

What happened last night was not a big deal. Although it was shocking enough for ordinary people, it was just an ordinary episode for Jiang Chao and Wangshu.

However, it seems to have another meaning on another level.

Yesterday, and perhaps for the first time in recent times, the power of technology was displayed to everyone without any concealment.

There is no mystery, no concealment. If you want to see it, let everyone see it clearly.

At that time, the nearest passerby was only two or three meters away, but there was no situation as Jiang Chao had said before, that Wangshu's trick of pretending to be a god was exposed.

Jiang Chao didn't say anything, just looked at the screen.

Wangshu spoke again: "I said we are gods, we are gods, and look outside, everyone thinks so."

Artificial intelligence is getting serious. It’s really serious. I don’t know how long it has been, but Wangshu is still struggling with this issue.

Jiang Chao: "Yes, yes, whatever you say is what it is. You can change the deer into a horse tomorrow."

Wangshu: "The important thing is not to change the deer into a horse, but to live with a purpose and a sense of ritual. This world is a big weather forecast stage, and we broadcast live every day."

"When we stand on the stage, we naturally have to find our own role."

Wangshu’s positioning is very accurate. In front of Jiang Chao, she is the weather forecaster on the stage, and in front of others, she is the god Wangshu.

However, it seems that until now, Jiang Chao still has not found his precise position.

Jiang Chao: "But too much ritual is tiring and can cause a lot of trouble. Everything has to be done in moderation."

Wangshu: "Look, don't you have the talent to be a god?"

Jiang Chao: "What do you mean?"

Wangshu: "You look so lazy that you don't even want to stretch your legs, and you're doing nothing but waiting for the spell to come out. Isn't that the look of a deity?"

Jiang Chao thought that Wangshu was praising him.

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Chao finally stopped, and the screen in front of him was retracted and retracted into the interior of the smart engineering vehicle.

Jiang Chao continued talking about the previous topic: "But at the moment, it seems that the situation I'm worried about has not occurred."

What Jiang Chao was worried about was not that the gods' skin would be exposed, but that everything they did would cause a strong chain reaction, and ultimately cause irreparable damage and disaster to everything outside.

But now it seems that the impact is mostly positive rather than negative.

Everyone was not panicked by the appearance of gods, magic, and dragons, but accepted them.

It seems that many things that were previously thought to be hidden no longer need to be hidden.
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yard.

Ma Fu stood under the tree, seemingly looking at the tree, but in fact his mind was flying far away.

After a long while, someone interrupted Ma Fu who was standing under the tree thinking. A young monk was standing behind him with his head bowed, and several painters were kneeling on the ground, holding several paintings in their hands.

The eunuch reminded Ma Fu: "Ma Jian, it's ready now. Do you want to take a look now?"

Ma Fu turned around and the eunuch immediately shouted to the painters behind him.

"Quick, present it."

can be seen.

The painting depicts the appearance of a divine wizard, but in the eyes of these people, it could also be said that it depicts the appearance of Yun Zhongjun.

Because many people believed that it might be Yun Zhongjun who possessed the body of the witch yesterday, which caused the witch to reveal his celestial appearance.

Ma Fu asked the painter to draw this portrait because he was going to take it back to the capital to use it to worship Yun Zhongjun, or to use it as a rubbing to create a statue of Yun Zhongjun.

However, when Ma Fu picked up the portrait, he immediately frowned.

"No, no, no."

“Not good.”

“It’s a long way off.”

Ma Fu was very dissatisfied. He then looked at the next painting, but he was still dissatisfied, with a frown on his face.

No matter who painted it or how it was painted.

They were all very different from the appearance of the divine wizard that Ma Fu saw yesterday, or the divine wizard's celestial appearance that remained in Ma Fu's impression.

It's not just the appearance that's different, there's no way to describe that kind of temperament that's like a human but not a human, like a witch but not a witch, like a god from heaven lingering on earth.

When the painters heard that Ma Fu was not satisfied, they trembled with fear.

"We are just mortal painters, how can we depict the appearance and demeanor of the gods?"

After listening to what these painters said, Ma Fu also felt that they were right, so he stopped blaming them.

"Yes, this is really difficult for you."

"Get some reward money and go down!"

The painter stepped back, and the young eunuch came up and asked Ma Fu cautiously.

"Ma Jian, this portrait?"

Ma Fu said, "Put it away first, but don't take it out, there is still some missing."

"The appearance of the heavenly beings is portrayed as full of worldly things. How can people worship them?"

Although she said this, Ma Fu still picked up the portrait and looked at it, recalling what she had seen and heard yesterday.

"It's really like a god descending from heaven, a deity coming to earth!"

Perhaps it was because the scene yesterday was too shocking and the lights were too dazzling. The feeling it brought was something that could never be expressed in a painting. It was futile for Ma Fu to try to express that feeling through painting.

The eunuch immediately ordered someone to make arrangements, but he followed Ma Fu and immediately started talking about another matter.

"By the way, Ma Jian, there's a message from the West Courtyard."

The West Courtyard was inhabited by the beautiful girls sent from the capital. Ma Fu frowned when he heard this, and then relaxed his brows.

"What?"

The temple servant followed Ma Fu like a tail, constantly adjusting his position as Ma Fu walked. He was neither too far nor too close, and his voice was neither too loud nor too soft. Everything was just right.

"You said you were asking, but I wonder when I can see the witch?"

After hearing this, Ma Fu laughed.

"Before, weren't you still reluctant and wanted to negotiate terms with me?"

Temple attendant: "This, I guess it's because he saw the shaman yesterday, and he feels different!"

Ma Fu snorted, "It's different now. Yesterday they were reluctant, but today they can't catch up even if they try."

"I'm afraid that this kind of mortal makeup and powder would not be appreciated by the gods and witches who have been to the heavenly palace."

Temple Man: "This...Is this how I respond to them?"

Ma Fu: "You're asking me about this?"

After saying that, he turned around and said, "Don't follow me, just go and do your thing!"

Ma Fu just left.

Those beauties were carefully selected from the capital. One or two of them were once described as having beauties that could overturn a country. Although it seemed like they were being praised and flattered, their looks were indeed not something you could see in ordinary places outside.

In the eyes of people like Ma Fu, such beauties are like treasures of gold and silver. Compared with people, they are more like objects treasured in a treasure house, but they can play a more powerful role than treasures at critical moments.

Ma Fu had made this plan before, so that this treasure, which is more valuable than gold and silver, can play a key role.

But at this moment, looking at that so-called stunning beauty again, I suddenly feel that she seems to be eclipsed and is nothing more than this.

Ma Fu left the yard. There was a carriage ready outside. He got on and headed straight out of the city.

Afterwards, they arrived at the community temple outside the city.

There were monks and guards guarding in front of the temple. When they saw Ma Fu's carriage approaching, they immediately came to greet him.

"The horse supervisor!"

"You've been keeping watch?"

"Always keep watch."

"Has anyone been here?"

"It is said that several Taoist priests from Ziyun Peak came to see it, and there are also several witches and shamans guarding the door. That's it."

On the night of the Summer Festival, Ma Fu had actually been guarding under the platform all night, but because of her old age, she could not bear it anymore late at night.

Especially at dawn, the statue of the earth god Wangshan Gong ran away and he could not catch up with it.

He could only send people around him to follow and report to him what had happened. Only then did Ma Fu know the whole process.

However, he still wanted to come and see it in person afterwards.

Before entering the community temple, Ma Fu walked around and looked at the community temple that was built in one day and one night. It seemed to confirm the rumor he had heard before.

"Have you seen the Tiangong Clan?"

"See you."

"how?"

"The Tiangong Clan is very mysterious. Ordinary Tiangongs wear bamboo helmets on their heads and hold various Tiangong clan's refined steel secret weapons in their hands. Some even hold magical weapons."

"The leader is even more bizarre, like a ferocious beast. I don't know if he is a human or a monster from the mountains that has transformed into a human form."

Ma Fu then walked inside and bowed his head when he entered the hall.

"Greetings to the Earth God Wangshan Gong."

Standing up, Ma Fu stared at the statue of Wangshan Gong, the god of Xihe, for a long time.

He was close to the shaman when he used the magic of turning stone into gold to cast the statue of the earth god.

therefore.

He memorized all the tiny features and now, looking at the statue, he verified them one by one and found that they all matched.

It was exactly the same as the one he saw at night before, and he could confirm that it was indeed the same one.

"Yes, yes, this is the same one as before, it's not some trickery."

Ma Fu nodded and said with certainty.

However, Ma Fu still had a doubt in his mind.

"Is this statue really made of gold and iron?"

Ma Fu looked at the statue of Wang Shan Gong and it did seem to be made of gold and iron, but it could also be made of lacquer powder.

Ma Fu took the lit incense stick from the monk, bowed, and then inserted it into the stove in front of the stage.

After stepping back, Ma Fu said to the eunuch beside him.

"Go, I just saw dust under Lord Wangshan's feet. We can't dirty the throne of the gods. Go and clean up the dust for Lord Wangshan."

A few temple servants nearby bravely moved the statue and then went up to wipe off the dust.

One of them even wiped the feet of the statue and then went up to touch it.

Some people even pushed it carefully, and then pushed it hard, and found that the life-size statue of Wangshan Gong did not move at all, as if it had taken root.

The eunuch immediately retreated, and everyone left.

After leaving the house, the eunuch told Ma Fu what had just happened.

One person said: "It is real. It feels cold to the touch and very solid. It is made of fine iron."

Another person said, "It didn't move at all when I pushed it. From my feeling, this statue of Wang Shan Gong must weigh at least 10,000 kilograms."

Ma Fu nodded.

“It really is the Midas Touch.”

That paper puppet actually turned into an iron statue.

Ma Fu sighed, but he didn't seem to be very happy. It was as if after confirming the existence of this magic, he felt a little lonely and at a loss.

Because this statue alone is probably worth an unknown amount of silver, and the sorcerer has the means to transform gold and silver, so how could he be tempted by the gold and silver treasures of the world?

All the gold, silver and jewelry he had obtained before, which filled box after box of yellow and white things, seemed to have lost their luster at this moment and instantly turned into paper dolls and stones on the roadside.

Sitting in the carriage, Ma Fu sighed.

The monk driving the carriage in front asked him why he sighed, and Ma Fu did not hide anything and spoke directly.

"A few days ago, I heard someone say that the witch in the Cloud Temple is half-god and half-witch."

"Now look at it."

"How can this be called a witch from the human world? How can this be called a demigod?"

"I think most of the gods in the sky don't have such magical powers."

Now, Ma Fu didn't know how to persuade the witch to accept the emperor's will, nor how to complete this mission.

(End of this chapter)