Shi Chuanyu yawned.

His Taoist robe, which looked out of place in modern times, proved his identity.

He was a disciple of the Chengyan Temple in Shu.

Legend has it that the Chengyan Temple was where Zhuge Wu Hou's youngest daughter, Zhuge Guo, retreated to cultivate. Later, Zhuge Guo's cultivation reached an extremely high level, and she was not recorded in historical books. Her name can only be found in books such as *A Comprehensive Mirror of Gods and Immortals Through the Ages*.

However, it has been a centuries-old tradition for the disciples of Chengyan Temple to watch over Wu Hou Temple.

Today, it was his and his Shishu's turn.

The two walked through the Wu Hou Temple in the night. The Shu region was hot, but the Wu Hou Temple was very cool.

Suddenly, they noticed a slight sound.

The jade pendant on Shi Chuanyu's waist immediately emitted a flowing light.

A thief?!

Good heavens, which idiot was stealing in the Wu Hou Temple?

In the middle of the night, were they dissatisfied with hot pot, or were they saying that ice powder wasn't good enough, so they came here to find excitement?

The two Taoists exchanged glances, flexed their hands, one picked up a broom, and the other picked up a mop. Guided by the jade plate magic weapon in their hands, they excitedly chased after the sound. They saw that the movement was coming from the side hall, so they approached from the left and right, and looked inside through the windows. They saw a young man in modern clothes with a calm expression.

Shi Chuanyu rolled up his sleeves, ready to catch this petty thief.

Before he could make a move, his Shishu next to him suddenly grabbed him desperately.

Shi Chuanyu felt that his Shishu, who was usually so brave, was so timid today. Just as he was about to struggle, he suddenly saw the person opposite the young man, dressed in battle robes, with a red face and long beard, and a pair of danfeng eyes half-closed, with a Green Dragon Crescent Blade beside him.

Shi Chuanyu's heart skipped a beat.

Then he looked at the high seat in the left hall.

The statue of the Guan Sheng Dijun, the Great Emperor who Subdues Demons in the Three Realms, had disappeared.

Looking at Guan Gong again, although he was lifelike, the hem of his robe was like clouds, ethereal and endless, clearly in the form of those gods in the Taoist scriptures. Shi Chuanyu broke out in a cold sweat and his legs went weak.

Although he was a disciple of the Taoist sect, and one whose ancestor had been a terrestrial immortal, Shi Chuanyu had never seen such a method of summoning gods. He looked at his calm Shishu with a mournful face, and opened his mouth silently: "Shishu, my legs are weak..."

The young man inside looked at the deity and said softly:

"Long time no see, General Guan."

"It's been almost two thousand years, hasn't it?"

Shi Chuanyu's scalp went numb, and he looked at his Shishu tremblingly.

The other Taoist glanced at Shi Chuanyu and twitched his lips.

"Don't look at me."

"I'm also numb."

………………

Wei Yuan looked at Guan Yunchang, who was in a divine state, and said, "Long time no see."

"General Guan."

This one had obviously taken the path of becoming a god through incense offerings. Even in the vast Divine Land, there was no one else who could be worshiped by the three religions at the same time, whether in the court or among the people, and who had been worshiped continuously for two thousand years, like the one before him. So it was almost a matter of course for him to become a god.

When he was alive, he was unparalleled in the world at his peak.

After death, he became a god of incense.

He would not fall with the change of dynasties.

On the contrary, he would become more and more powerful with the incense of the people.

Guan Yunchang looked at the Taoist in front of him. He already belonged to the category of gods, and could recognize the true nature beneath the appearance. He recognized this Taoist and said, "Taoist Priest Yuan..."

"It's been a long time."

Wei Yuan sat on one side of the table, and Guan Yunchang also walked down from the statue and sat beside him. As Wei Yuan poured wine, Guan Yu glanced sideways and said, "Just now, there were two people watching. Why didn't the Taoist stop them and let them leave?"

Wei Yuan handed the wine over and spread out the prepared appetizers.

Braised beef, braised pig's head meat, lemon chicken feet, and some other cold dishes.

The braised pig ears were shredded, the scallions were chopped, and mixed with vinegar.

Good for drinking.

Wei Yuan handed over the chopsticks and casually replied, "As for them, they are disciples of Chengyan Temple, and can be considered descendants of Guo'er. Since they saw it, then they saw it. Anyway, not many people will believe it. Come, General Guan, try the food of this era."

He said with a hint of jest:

"Anyway, most of the people who come here to worship you only bring some fruit."

"It's been a long time since you've had appetizers like this, right?"

Guan Yunchang just stroked his beard and replied:

"It's just that there's no one to drink with."

Wei Yuan was speechless.

At the end of the Three Kingdoms period, when the world was first settled, famous generals such as Zhang Fei were also conferred as Fierce Gods. However, with the passage of time and the change of dynasties, there were very few gods whose sacrifices could continue to this era. Guan Yunchang also no longer had any acquaintances.

Wei Yuan and Guan Yunchang touched their cups together.

The sound was crisp.

"I've always regretted that I never had a drink with you back then."

"I didn't expect to make up for it two thousand years later."

"My body wasn't well back then, so I couldn't eat this or that. There was no way."

"But you're the one who lived the longest among us."

Of the large group of people who had been, only two were left. They chatted casually about the past. Guan Yunchang put down his wine cup and said, "Speaking of Chengyan Temple, I heard that after that little girl from the Zhuge family was born, you insisted on taking her out to travel, despite the military advisor's opposition, and finally settled down at Chengyan Temple to cultivate."

"Guan has always been a little puzzled, why did you do that, Taoist Priest?"

Wei Yuan took a sip of wine and replied:

"After all, Guo'er looks like her father, good-looking and talented."

"Isn't it a good thing to be beautiful?"

"...No, you see, with Xuan De Gong and his relationship, Guo'er will definitely marry Liu Chan in the future, right? A marriage between relatives is a good thing, right?"

Guan Yunchang frowned: "That is also a good thing."

"Does Taoist Priest Yuan have other ideas?"

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, picked up his wine cup and drank to hide his embarrassment. He thought for a while and said:

"Liu Chan, he, he's a good person."

"It's just that he's a little older than Guo'er, so it's not suitable."

Wei Yuan saw Guan Yunchang's stunned expression, put his fist to his chin, coughed, and replied with a calm smile: "Of course, I'm just joking. The real reason is that Liu Chan has already married Yi De's daughter. If he really marries again, the harem will definitely be in chaos."

"If Yi De and Zhuge have a falling out because of this, the trouble will be even greater."

"Besides, Guo'er is very talented. It would be a waste not to cultivate."

Wei Yuan added at the end.

Guan Yunchang nodded and said, "I see."

He laughed at himself: "But Guan still feels that the first sentence is what you really meant, Taoist Priest."

"The latter is probably what you used to deal with the military advisor back then."

Wei Yuan coughed a few times and only drank wine.

Guan Yunchang stroked his beard and pondered:

"However, the military advisor's daughter is beautiful and would be a good match for my son Xing."

Wei Yuan paused: "Guan Xing..."

The former sickly Taoist was silent for a moment and said seriously:

"Guan Xing, he, he's a good person."

Guan Yunchang: "…………"

In the end, he laughed helplessly a few times. Wei Yuan took a sip of wine and asked, "Speaking of which, General Guan, when did you wake up? There was a period of time when the spiritual energy was cut off. Even you would probably only be able to ensure that your consciousness was not extinguished, and it's hard to say that you could easily come out, right?"

Guan Yu pondered for a moment and replied, "Indeed."

He said, "The past time is too long, so long that I don't remember when I was asleep and when I was awake... In the last few hundred years, I could occasionally wake up once or twice, but later even that opportunity became less and less. The last time I slept for at least three hundred years."

"Just now, if you hadn't called me, I might not have been able to wake up."

"As for what I did the last time I was awake, I can't remember very well."

"I just remember wandering around the world after I woke up. Later, I wanted to find my elder brother and third brother, and I came here in a daze and stayed until now."

As he was talking, Guan Yunchang's movements suddenly froze, the wine in his cup spilled on the ground, Wei Yuan frowned, and raised his eyes to see that the famous general of the world, the Guan Sheng Dijun, suddenly exuded a sandalwood fragrance, and a faint Buddhist light escaped. Guan Yu also frowned, and his baleful aura naturally repelled this aura.

"This is..."

Wei Yuan replied, "It seems that the Buddhist sect has noticed that you have awakened and is planning to make a move."

"Make a move?"

Wei Yuan carefully considered his words and said, "After all, you are mainly worshiped by emperors, Confucian Martial Saints, and the folk sacrifices and Taoist gods of wealth, the Demon Subduing Emperor, and other incense gods are more numerous, but in the Buddhist sect, they call you the Sangharama Bodhisattva."

"Moreover, in recent years, there has been a trend of guiding folk sacrifices towards the Sangharama Bodhisattva."

"I didn't understand the situation before, but you said that you often fall asleep, so it seems that they were trying to do this while you were asleep. Now that you've woken up, there must be changes in the Buddhist statues. They certainly can't just watch and do nothing."

Guan Yunchang looked quite calm: "Monks?"

Wei Yuan nodded. For some reason, he also had some understanding of the history of Buddhism and said:

"It's a legend that arose during the Sui and Tang dynasties."

"It is said that in a temple on Mount Tiantai, a mountain monk heard someone shouting 'Return my head!' while meditating. The monk said that the vengeful ghost was you. The legend left behind is that the monk asked you in return, if you felt that you were unjustly beheaded, then you killed so many people when you crossed five passes and killed six generals, whose heads should they take?"

"Then you became enlightened and took the mountain monk as your teacher, and received the five precepts."

"Guan converted?"

"Yes."

Wei Yuan looked at the calm Guan Yunchang, felt his aura, and still said: "Not only did you convert, but you also built a temple for the monks of the Tiantai Sect. You called yourself a disciple, willing to receive Bodhi, and then became the temple's Dharma protector, standing side by side with the Weituo Bodhisattva."

He drank a cup of wine and asked:

"General, do you regret it?"

Guan Yunchang suddenly burst into laughter:

"The world is in chaos, the Nine Provinces are cracked, Cao Mengde is unrighteous, Sun Wu is self-preserving. I, Guan, rose up with righteousness, hoping to pacify the world and restore the Han Dynasty. Even if things don't work out, I will die with lingering intensity. Who is that person, a mere wild monk in the mountains, far away from the troubled times, relying on his glib tongue to earn wealth, how dare he make fun of me? He even said that I was unwilling after death and turned into a vengeful ghost."

"As for regret."

"A true man is born in the world, magnificent in this life, and has a clear conscience. What is there to regret?"

His pair of danfeng eyes opened slightly and said:

"Taoist, please sit for a while."

"I, Guan, will be right back."

As he said that, he picked up the Green Dragon Crescent Blade next to him and was about to go out.

Wei Yuan almost choked on his wine and quickly raised his hand to hold him down.

Guan Yunchang looked very calm, and most of the time he was very calm.

In the later stages, both his martial power and strategy were unparalleled in the world, requiring the joint efforts of Cao Wei and Sun Wu.

But once he had the intention to kill.

Even Zhang Fei couldn't stop him. If he said he would kill you, then he would kill you. When he was young, he killed a tyrant in order to uphold justice, and then fled into exile. At that time, he didn't consider what to do after killing him at all. He just thought it was an eyesore, so he killed him.

Guan Yunchang tilted his eyes slightly.

"Does the Taoist want to stop me?"

Wei Yuan shook his head and explained, "You've only just woken up, General, and haven't been able to recover."

"If you go out with this blade, you might fall asleep again. You still need to recuperate now."

He stretched out his hand and pointed to the Green Dragon Crescent Blade, and said politely:

"Yuan, lend me your blade."

…………………………

Wei Yuan reached out and stroked the Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

This was no longer an ordinary weapon, but a gathering of some higher-level power.

The blade intent sealed within belonged to Guan Yunchang. Guan Yu had just woken up, and it was even a bit difficult to say that he was awake. No matter how strong he was at his peak, it was not appropriate for him to go out and kill in person now.

Wei Yuan pinched his fingers together, dipped them in wine, and sprinkled it on the blade, releasing a fierce aura.

Taoist mantra.

That is, Yu Feng, to avoid Guan Yunchang's real body going out, and send the blade through the air.

Brutal acts like slaughtering cities were certainly wrong.

But in times of chaos, there were always people who stood up to pacify the world and throw themselves into the battlefield.

Many of those people died, and even those who could survive were mostly with blood on their hands. It was difficult to judge their lives, but Wei Yuan always felt that those mountain monks who hid in the deep mountains and knocked on wooden fish, and brazenly commented that those who galloped on the battlefield for their country were full of blood and had committed great sins, were the greatest insult to those who stood up in troubled times.

Wasn't it just because those people couldn't stand up and speak anymore?

He suddenly thought of a poem by the founding emperor of the Great Ming Dynasty. That emperor had been a beggar and a monk, and later drove out the Tartars. He obviously didn't even know how to read at the beginning, but the poems he wrote later were magnificent. There was one that could answer the old monk of the Tiantai Sect.

Wei Yuan said softly:

"I have slaughtered a million soldiers in Jiangnan, and the blood on the treasured sword at my waist is still fresh."

"The mountain monk does not recognize heroes, and only asks their names."

Lend the blade for a slash.

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade broke through the air, its momentum fierce.

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When the master arrived in Jingzhou, he wanted to create a temple. One day, he saw Guan Yu's spirit telling him that he was willing to build a temple to protect the Dharma. Seven days later, the master came out of meditation and saw that the buildings were magnificent. The master led the crowd into the room and performed the Dharma day and night. One day, the god said to the master, 'This disciple has heard the Dharma of leaving the world, and I ask to receive the precepts and be the root of Bodhi forever.' The master immediately gave him the five precepts and became the Buddhist Sangharama Dharma protector. ——— *Comprehensive Records of the Buddha's Ancestors*