Weird things are rampant: I enthroned gods in another world

He casually carved the big words "Simen Guarding the Zhengshen God Position", and suddenly a cloud of Xuanhuang Qi fell out of thin air, wrapping Zhang Xuan in it again.

Zhang Xuan looked at the Xuanhuang Qi that surrounded him again and was silent.

Zhang Xuan was still unsure whether he really sealed Liu Meng to the position of Gate God, and there were two doubts: the first was whether a living person could be a god; The second is that he only carved the "Sealing Liu Mengmen Divine Seat" last time, and there was no sacrificial ceremony, can he successfully seal it? If this can all succeed, is it too much of a child's play?

Unfortunately, Zhang Xuan couldn't ask Liu Meng directly, so he could only think of other ways to inquire from the side.

Regarding the eye of heaven, Zhang Xuan specially took the copper mirror at home to take a look, and saw the position of the forehead and eyebrows and did not see the third eye before letting go of his heart.

If the third eye between his forehead really appeared like Yang Jian, Zhang Xuan felt that he might be killed by people as strange, of course, he might also be regarded as a strange person, but Zhang Xuan did not dare to bet, this was the best choice at the moment.

I clearly know that there is a heavenly eye at the center of the eyebrows, but the naked eye of outsiders cannot see it.

When it comes to the Eye of Heaven, the most famous should be Erlang God Yang Jian, and the others include Master Wen, Ma Wang Ye and so on.

According to legend, the heavenly eye of the god Erlang can observe the thirty-three heavens and the 18th level of hell in the Netherworld, and can see through all falsehoods, see the past and present lives of all sentient beings, and see the origin or true appearance of all sentient beings.

Of course, Zhang Xuan knew that his Heavenly Eye would definitely not reach such a point, and he was currently able to see the Xuanhuang Qi, and he could also see the luck of all living beings, which was already very powerful.

Zhang Xuan guessed that the Xuanhuang Qi he got reached a certain level, and began to gradually open the treasure house of the human body, and as he continued to get more Xuanhuang Qi in the future, perhaps the Heavenly Eye would be more powerful, just like the monster fighting upgrade in the game.

Of course, this is Zhang Xuan's guess, and it will take time to test.

Zhang Xuan pressed down the doubts in his heart, picked up the carving knife and continued to carve, and carved four statues of door gods in a row.

With the Xuanhuang Qi infused again and again, Zhang Xuan felt that his mind became more and more empty.

Fill the oil lamp with oil again and look at the candle with more than half left.

Zhang Xuan looked at several statues of door gods on the table, and suddenly his heart moved, maybe I can carve an engraving plate and directly print the door god image, after all, in Zhang Xuan's consciousness, the door god should be attached to the door.

In the beginning, people carved peach talismans with the words "Shen Dao" and "Yu Lei" on them, and then hung them on the gate. Later, it gradually evolved into painting statues of gods on paper and then pasting them on the gate, and the images became Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong, and of course there were paintings of others, such as Guan Gong and Zhang Fei.

Of course, the most common are Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong, which are also the most influential door god images among the people.

Zhang Xuan thought about it, in order to carve accurately, he could first draw a door god map, and then make an engraving with reference, which may be better.

Just thinking of it, Zhang Xuan got up and put the little tanuki who had fallen asleep in his arms on the bed safely.

"Meow..." Ping An turned over, seemed to feel something strange, opened his eyes, looked at Zhang Xuan who put himself aside, aggrieved and "Meow..." stood up, stretched, and jumped onto the chair where Zhang Xuan was sitting just now.

Zhang Xuan looked at it and shook his head speechlessly.

Zhang Xuan went to the cabinet and turned over two remaining two pieces of red paper purchased by the original owner and put them on the table.

After preparing the pen and ink, Zhang Xuan stood in front of the table, dipped the pen in the ink, held the pen in his hand, and after thinking for a moment in his heart, he put the pen on the ink and began to draw the image of the door god.

Although the light in the house was dim, and the light provided by only a candle and an oil lamp was very limited, for Zhang Xuan, who had opened the sky, there was not much difference from the day.

I saw Zhang Xuan's wrist constantly moving on the red paper, and ink marks appeared on the paper, forming smooth lines, and these lines formed patterns under Zhang Xuan's pen.

Zhang Xuan, who was immersed in painting, didn't know how long had passed, and as he put away his pen after the last stroke, he suddenly made a soft sound of "poof..." and the candle next to him had burned out.

Zhang Xuan found a new candle to light and then filled the oil lamp that was also about to burn out. If he changed to the original owner, he would not be willing to be so luxurious, but obviously Zhang Xuan did not have so many concerns.

Zhang Xuan has not been exposed to this kind of engraving, so it is not clear whether it can be carved successfully.

Carving statues of gods is not the same thing as carving engravings for printing.

Zhang Xuan took the two door god drawings and looked at them carefully in his hands, thinking in his heart how to make the engraving.

The two pictures of the door gods painted by Zhang Xuan, like the statues, were drawn with reference to the draped clothes of Qin Qiong and Wei Chigong, but the image of the face was drawn according to Liu Meng.

Zhang Xuanti wrote the characters "Simen" and "Guard" on two pictures of the door gods, both written in Chinese from previous lives.

As these four words fell, an explosion sounded in the void.

This time, Zhang Xuan heard this real sound, raised his head and looked at the sky, and the heavenly eye looked directly through the roof, and saw the boundless Xuanhuang Qi gathering in the sky.

A moment later, Xuanhuang Qi poured down and went straight to Zhang Xuan.

This was the first time that Zhang Xuan had intuitively seen the generation of Xuanhuang Qi and the whole process of falling towards him.

In an instant, Zhang Xuan was wrapped in it, and the familiar warm current burrowed into the body from all over the body, circulating endlessly in the body.

Unexpectedly, the painted statue of the god would also have Xuanhuang merit.

This gave Zhang Xuan a clearer understanding of how to obtain merit.

It seems that every time a new god is introduced to this heaven and earth, great merit will be obtained.

Each additional form of bearing of the gods also gains great merit.

The first time he drew the talisman basket, he also gained great merit.

And when it is made again after the second time, whether it is a statue or a talisman, although it will also gain a lot of merit, it is obviously incomparable with the first time.

At present, he has carved several gods such as the land god, the door god, the bell Kui, and black and white impermanence, but in the past, they were all carved statues.

Today is the first time to draw a god statue, which is why so many Xuanhuang qi appears!

With the continuous infusion of Xuanhuang Qi, Zhang Xuan suddenly felt a sense of sleepiness hit him.

Looking at the new candle that had just been replaced on the table, and the oil lamp that had just been filled, Zhang Xuan thought about it, but still did not insist on making engravings.

Leave it for tomorrow and make engravings in a better spirit.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan put away the two door god diagrams, and simply cleaned up the ground with sleep.

After cleaning up, Zhang Xuan quickly took off his clothes and got into the bed, and instantly fell asleep.

When Zhang Xuan fell asleep, the little tanuki who had been asleep was safe, immediately opened his eyes, stood up, stretched a lazy waist, and then came to Zhang Xuan's side, gently lay down, his head was facing the direction of the door of the house, and then squinted his eyes slightly, as if he was not sleeping, like a general on duty.

Zhang Xuan opened his eyes in a haze.

"Huh? ...... Am I not already asleep? What's going on! Zhang Xuan looked at the signboard of "Spirit Sculpture House" in front of him and was stunned.

"How did I get to the street!" Zhang Xuan said suspiciously.

"iQue?!" Suddenly a word appeared in my mind, similar plots have appeared in some fairy tales and gods and demons I have seen in my previous life, could it be that I am fugue?

Looking at the Spirit Sculpture House covered in golden light, and the paper shop that was already shining with golden light next to it, Zhang Xuan, who had settled his mind, decided to walk around and take a look.

Walking away from the Lingsu House, Zhang Xuan wandered around the street, occasionally encountering patrols in the town, each holding a torch and holding a peach or jujube sword.

When Zhang Xuan saw the patrol for the first time, he subconsciously greeted it, and found that the patrol walked directly in front of him as if he couldn't see him at all.

This made Zhang Xuan think that he might be a Yuan God or a soul state, and ordinary people couldn't see themselves at all. There have been such descriptions in previous novels, and this is finally confirmed.

While wandering, suddenly Zhang Xuan saw a person appear in front of him, as if he suddenly appeared in front of him, with his back to himself, covered in armor, and holding a pair of double whips in his hand.

When Zhang Xuan saw this back, he suddenly felt an unusual sense of familiarity.

Suddenly, the man seemed to have a sense, and also turned his head, saw Zhang Xuan, and was stunned!

And Zhang Xuan, who saw that person's face, was also stunned.