Chapter 740 Shinto

At the foot of the green hill, there is an ordinary small mountain village.

Before the morning mist cleared, peasants carrying farm tools had already set foot on the road.

Beside them, there are many little ghosts whose heads only reach half their length.

"Pick up more firewood, boy!"

"Remember to get a few nests of bird eggs for the black girl..."

"The third son in the family is growing up again recently. He is really a half-child. He eats the poor old man..."

There were voices in twos and threes, and in the small village, there was smoke from the cooking, and some women in wooden hairpin cloth skirts, carrying wooden basins, also started a day's work.

The rising sun was rising in the east, with a faint hint of purple air, and the surrounding blue-purple stars and emerald-green stars stood opposite each other, and the light seemed to cancel each other out.

All of them immediately formed a rural scene that couldn't be more ordinary.

Naturally, there are ordinary people in the spirit world, and they are the cornerstone of the real world.

Although they don't know what kind of terrifying things are hanging above their heads, they know a simple truth - they must maintain such a state of working at sunrise and resting until sunset, otherwise, the whole family will starve.

However, in the spirit world, there are naturally differences from the lower world.

The aura between heaven and earth is rich, and there are many kinds of monsters and beasts. Therefore, even in such a small mountain village, a land god was sacrificed to obtain shelter.

In Fang Yuan's opinion, it is somewhat useful.

Although the earth temple in the village is only the size of a wooden box, like a child's doll, there are still a lot of incense in front of it.

Looking at it with piercing eyes, you can immediately see strands of divine power spreading, forming a mist-like defense, barely covering the entire village, and giving blessings to the priests.

"It's a pity... this power is still too weak. At most, we should guard against some lonely ghosts. When encountering more powerful beasts, they are just like paper... Perhaps, the greatest function of this land god is to attack at night." Time to warn? '

Fang Yuan's gaze penetrated the thin legal domain of the Earth God, and he immediately saw a small boundary formed in the Earth Temple.

One of them, an old man with a gray beard, was inhaling the idea of ​​incense, and he was running the gods to give protection and blessing. Everything was natural, without the slightest hardship of a cultivator.

'This small legal domain, only ghosts can enter, it is a tricky way...'

There is no doubt that this land god is just a ghost in essence, and he is a thousand miles away from the Xiguo City God who acts and enjoys himself like ordinary people.

Although, in terms of the essence of priesthood, there is not much difference between them, they are all gods who protect one side.

To Fang Yuan at this time, the City God of Xi Kingdom was also an ant, and he died as soon as he took a breath.

The reason why he came to watch the operation of the gods in this land this time was naturally not because he was full and had nothing to do, and was extremely bored, but to observe the way the gods operated so that he could pretend.

"I have the Godhead of Ming Yujun. Even if I don't use it, imitating a little breath is enough to pretend to be a god, but if I want to really mix in, I'm afraid I have to refine a god..."

Fang Yuan is also addicted to pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Just pretending to be a true soul before brought him huge benefits and rewards.

This time I am going to play a big game and mix it with the divine way, naturally for the blue and purple star in the sky.

"After all... the god position is so good that one step can reach the sky... If it is changed to the immortal way, how much time does it take for a practitioner to develop into a god? How many disasters and calamities have he survived? It would be very troublesome."

Although there are many constraints on the divine way, the key is that it can be done quickly, and the immortal way is unwilling to intervene in it, so it can be called a mixed bag, and even the heavenly court is difficult to clean up Maoshen one by one.

And immortality must have inheritance!

A celestial being popped out of nowhere without a sound? Everyone will feel that there is a problem!

What's more, Fang Yuan doesn't have any skills above the Earth Immortal!

If one learns from other magical secrets and perfects one's own spirit nourishing qi technique, traces will inevitably be left behind.

Heavenly immortals are naturally not afraid, but in this world, there are golden immortals whose personalities are almost the same as mine!

"Even...above the Golden Immortal, there is a realm!"

Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly shone with light.

Such an existence, at the same level as him, must be able to see the things in his deduction skills, so he does not take it.

On the contrary, it is the divine way, all relying on the collection of incense ideas, or the fusion with the power of heaven and earth, even if it is a struggle, it is just the use of divine power, and he still has a little confidence that he can fool it.

'If it is changed to a more popular term, immortals are Western mages who rely on study and research for food, and have a line of inheritance, while gods are warlocks, and they eat by watching the sky, which is very random. '

Fang Yuan thought silently, and after observing the operation of the gods from the most basic angle, he turned around and left.

Even if he wanted to plan to confer the gods, he would definitely despise this land.

In the small mountain village, smog filled the air.

The land god in the small temple is still working with great concentration, not knowing what kind of existence he has passed by.

...

"The formation of gods has many forms!"

"The first is the first type, which is widely believed and sacrificed, and naturally gathers the beliefs of all living beings to become a god."

"The second type is the natural gods formed by mountains, rivers, vegetation, and spirituality!"

"Besides, Immortal Sect and Heavenly Court can also enshrine gods, but... the talisman summons of Immortal Sect have a bit of a bad name, and they can only be canonized by low-level gods."

"The last category is fallen immortal cultivators or mountain spirits and monsters who switch to cultivation, use the name of gods, collect beliefs, etc. These are evil sacrifices and prostitutes. Every orthodox will be severely punished when they encounter it, because virtue does not match, but if If you have a chance, you can also become a regular, this is the lifeline of Tianliu."

Fang Yuan thought, what he was going to take was the fourth path.

Although, he had already suppressed a divine edict, on which was Ming Yujun's god position and Tianjue, but if he conferred the gods based on this, he would be looking for death!

The matter of Luoshen Valley before will be involved immediately, and immediately there will be a lot of investigations. From the body to the soul, it will not be possible to escape. In the end, 80% of the old people will be vented.

"This road is blocked, so we can only take a detour, accumulate merit, spread fame, and obtain the heavenly seal!"

The so-called Heavenly Conferment refers to the mortal gods who have accumulated a lot of merit, or are famous, or have high strength, and the Heavenly Court has a feeling, granting titles and promoting gods.

From Fang Yuan's point of view, it's just another form of court summons.

"There are many dragons and snakes in the grass! Among the hairy gods who are not noticed by the heavens, their origins are mixed. The fallen gods, the immortals, and even the mountain spirits and monsters are difficult to figure out. This is my way to cover up my identity. It's here."

Fang Yuan immediately decided to enter the way of gods, and he was still a god in the flesh.

Of course, the so-called god position is just a disguise, a layer of something that is not even skin, at most it is just clothes.

His real root lies in his cultivation as a dream master and the body of source power!

Fang Yuan glanced at his attribute bar:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Refined:? ? ?

gas:? ? ?

god:? ? ?

Occupation: Dreamer

Repaired as:? ? ? (unnamed)

Skills: Pangu Eagle Body [Ancestral Witch Bloodline Enhancement (1st Floor)], Good Fortune Sword Formation [Nine Swords (100%)]

Specialties: Implantation [level 6] (full level), piercing eyes [level 3], body of source power

Status: Source power recovery (80%)"

"Have I recovered 80% of my peak period?"

Fang Yuan clenched his fists. At this moment, even with bare hands, he is sure to kill a few immortals.

Of course, Mengshi's cultivation level is the same as Yuanli, it is something that bears the imprint of the heart and demon world, so it is better not to use it if it can be used.

Even, he wasn't even going to expose the five layers of Yuan Ling Qi Nurturing Technique on his body.

The Fang Yuan who took away the inheritance of Ming Yujun from Luoshen Valley can also be regarded as an identity, which is enough to give him more advantages in the subsequent games.

"At this time, the best thing for me is to pretend to be a man with thousands of faces, peel off one layer of identity, and another layer, so that people will never get in touch with the core secret!"

Fang Yuan flicked his nails.

This time he wanted to seize the god's position, he already had some concerns in his heart, and the key information was given by Ming Yujun.

This tycoon in heaven has experienced a lot in his life, has many experiences, and has remembered many opportunities.

Some of these opportunities have not come yet, and some are too dangerous, even Ming Yujun dare not explore them.

As for those related to the divine way, and just happened to be born recently, Fang Yuan picked and picked one, and finally found one.

...

Eight hundred miles to the Canglang River.

This is a mighty river that flows through several big countries such as Qi, Zhu, and Feng.

Each of these countries is several times larger than the Xi country, with the help of immortals, and they are powerful everywhere.

And in the upper reaches of the Canglang River, there is a section that is extremely steep, like a waterfall, with rapid currents, flying straight down, forming the appearance of a dragon gate.

Every year, a large number of fish with migratory characteristics will come here, scrambling to cross the Longmen, and go to a suitable area upstream to lay eggs and reproduce.

At this time, the fish has the best taste and the most abundant nutrients stored in the body, especially the outstanding ones after crossing the dragon gate, they can even become spiritual materials!

This is also the origin of the allusion of "carp leaping over the dragon's gate".

At this time, it is the season of migration again.

Fang Yuan was driving a flat boat, the furnishings on it were extremely simple, only a small table and a jug of dirty wine on it.

If you look around at will, you will see a piece of sparkling water, like a giant dragon lurking under the water, occasionally showing its scales and half claws.

"I think back then, I once made a carp..."

Fang Yuan was holding the cup, but his eyes were a little blurred.

That was when he was in the Water Realm, he turned into a carp, and finally transformed into a dragon, and even intervened in the affairs of the human world.

Although he retreated in time in the end, he made a lot of money.

Any experience of sleepwalking in the lower realms is a precious treasure in his life.

At this time, a little recollection, I feel that all kinds of things in the past have become extremely vivid again.

Crash!

At this time, a carp was bouncing, its body was like a tight bow, it leaped suddenly, drew a long water line, and jumped towards the dragon gate.

The carp leaps over the dragon gate, and it begins!