It was really hard for Shi Jia to imagine, and he was not even sure that this temple was prepared for him.

But he didn't hesitate for long.

Shijia then heard the voice coming from Yangshi. A wizard was chanting his name, as if urging him.

Shi Jia immediately stepped into the whirlpool and began to sink all the way.

Arriving deeper into the underworld.

Along the way, the light and shadow change.

He vaguely seemed to see Da Si Ming holding a bamboo slip to control life and death. The lives of all living beings were constantly flowing on the bamboo slip. The bamboo slip was so huge that he was not as good as an ink dot on it.

He saw Shao Siming wearing a divine robe and holding a child, but he could only see his back, and he had already reached a deeper level.

Finally, he fell into a spiritual realm of incense and fire belonging to the gods of mountains, rivers and earth.

But at this moment, sounds he couldn't hear were heard elsewhere.

"The ninth floor of Huangquan Base."

"Mountain and River Earth God System Data Management Center."

Shi Jia opened his eyes and finally stood in front of the temple.

When I watched it outside the vortex before, I already felt it was shocking enough.

now.

After Master Jia got closer, he didn't feel like the filter was broken when he looked up close. Instead, he felt more and more serious, tall and majestic.

The first thing that catches the eye is the gate of the City God's Temple. It towers into the clouds, like a natural moat, isolating the two realms of Yin and Yang.

Above the gate, a huge plaque hangs, engraved with the three characters "Tianjiang Temple" in simple and solemn fonts with a dragon-snake style.

On both sides of the gate, two stone beasts guard the temple mightily and solemnly. Their eyes are piercing, as if they have insight into the good and evil in the world.

Walking into the gate, you will see a spacious courtyard.

There is a tall incense burner standing quietly in the center of the courtyard. The incense burning in the burner curls up and fills the air, giving people a mysterious and solemn feeling.

"How long has this incense been burning?"

Master Jia looked at the incense in the furnace and looked at it intently, but he did not expect that as he looked at it, some pictures of the human world appeared in front of his eyes, and he heard the noisy sounds of the human world.

"What's going on?"

"Why did I hear someone talking?"

"Could the incense burning in this furnace have something to do with the human world?"

No matter how Master A looks at it, he doesn't quite understand it.

As a new ghost and god, he is still far away from mastering the power of ghosts and gods and the true way of ghosts and gods.

In the end, he could only move on.

In the courtyard, around the incense burner.

Several ancient pine trees stand tall in the sky, their branches and leaves are lush, witnessing the changes of the years, as if this place has been here for a long time, and Shi Jia is not the owner here, but just a new passerby.

Walking along the depths of the courtyard is the main building of the Chenghuang Temple, the Craftsman God Hall.

The main hall is several feet high, with raised eaves, like a flying dragon in the sky.

Exquisite carvings under the eaves decorate every corner. Two huge pillars stand in front of the hall, like two mountain peaks supporting the weight of the entire hall.

The pillars are carved with various patterns of exotic animals related to construction, wood, earth and stone, implying the duties and origins of the ghosts and gods here.

"This, this?"

"Did I go to the wrong place? Which god's temple is this so magnificent?"

The further he walked in, the more he felt that he was in the wrong temple and thought he had come to the wrong temple.

Until I walked into the main hall, a solemn atmosphere hit my face.

Master Jia looked at the altar and saw a divine throne standing on it. There was also a divine throne standing behind the seat, and his name was written on it.

"Peony Pond Plumbing Construction Master A."

This time, Master Jia was completely confirmed.

This is indeed his temple, and he has truly become a ghost.

Master Jia took a deep breath, then sat up with his head held high.

At a level that he couldn't hear, another host was continuously popping up a large amount of data streams, and strange sounds sounded again.

"Login connection."

"The human world, Peony Dragon Chijiang Temple."

"Connect to the statue of the God of Craftsman and turn it on..."

When he raised his head, various scenes from the Yang world and the human world were constantly introduced into his mind.

As soon as the scene in front of him changed, he felt that everything around him began to shrink.

The tall and solemn temple hall suddenly turned into an extremely simple small temple.

Not to mention compared to the temple he just saw, it was far inferior to the shrine he built before.

Although there is a huge sense of gap, I have to say that precisely because of this gap, everything around me becomes real.

"Is this my temple on earth?"

"I'm back in the human world."

At this moment, sounds were still coming from the surroundings.

"Master Craftsman A returns to his position!"

"Master Craftsman A!"

"Return to your position!"

Master Jia was in a trance.

Looking down, he saw the shamans and heavenly craftsmen inside and outside the temple.

The sorcerer was performing a ritual under the altar and looked up at the statue of the god on the platform. At this moment, he suddenly found that the eyes of the statue suddenly became shiny and began to shrink and change.

Wu Jin immediately understood that this was the manifestation of the spirit, and immediately stopped all movements.

"Welcome the God of Craftsman to return!"

Master A also responded, sitting on the altar and saying.

"Master Craftsman A!"

"Has returned to his position!"

When Master Jia said something, the sound echoed inside and outside the temple, and everyone present heard it.

At this time, many people's eyes widened, and many people rushed forward.

Many people who knew Shi Jia said one after another: "Yes, it's Shi Jia's voice."

One Tiangong looked absentmindedly at the statue of the god inside that spoke and manifested his spirit: "Shijia...he...is really not dead. He went to Haoli and now he has become a god."

If it is said that people went into wormwood after death, except for a monk who witnessed it, there is nothing that can really prove it. There is always a lack of strong evidence.

But at this moment, the heavenly workers saw a real dead person reappearing in the world of the sun from the land of the netherworld.

He sat on the altar, received the incense, and spoke to everyone.

there is nothing.

It doesn't get much more convincing than this.

Someone came forward: "Master Craftsman A, did you really go to Haoli?"

The ghost on the stage: "That's true."

He asked again: "What does Haoli look like?"

The ghosts and gods on the stage said: "It's a matter related to the underworld, so don't say too much."

But at the end, he added: "Haoli is the land of underworld, like the land of peach blossoms."

"You don't have to worry or be anxious. We will meet in Haoli in the future."

Everyone was so excited that they stepped forward to burn incense one by one, and then started talking to the god.

The ghosts and gods on the altar could all answer one by one. It was indeed the Shijia they recognized.

at last.

Shi Jia turned into a clay statue and sat on the stage. He saw two familiar figures walking in. They were Shi Jia's grandparents.

Master Jia was completely stunned, and could even be said to be speechless.

The two old men burst into tears below, while the brother and sister of Master A looked at him outside the door.
To be continued...