I have a promise with the beauty

Yang Qingshan spent a hundred years to create ten godheads. If it were mass-produced, it would probably scare a lot of powerful people to death. However, the created godhead has two shortcomings. One is the lack of inheritance.

Without the power of reincarnation, it will be like a stone after use. The ordinary one cannot be ordinary, and the other one cannot be upgraded. The god will be whatever level of godhead it is given.

One of these two shortcomings has been solved by Yang Qingshan. The newly created godhead already has the power of reincarnation, and the godhead can be used. If that disciple dies, another disciple can inherit the godhead, but the godhead cannot evolve.

, people with new godhood cannot practice either.

After receiving ten godheads, Yang Qingshan was a little anxious, because it would take a hundred years for everyone to be promoted to god. However, within the Blue Water Blessed Land, Yang Qingshan's time domain changed the time. It was a hundred days outside, but it was a hundred days inside.

It's a thousand years, a hundred times the time difference, which gives Yang Qingshan plenty of time to prepare.

"What else is missing?" Yang Qingshan was a little confused.

Old Man Tianyue walked out, holding the brand new Tianyue Sword in his hand and said: "The sword is complete, it is a sacred weapon."

"Oh? It's fast enough. Is the spirit of the Buddhist beads still okay?" Yang Qingshan said.

"Okay? It should be a perfect match." Old man Tianyue started to get nervous.

"By the way, you said I have something else to prepare." Yang Qingshan said.

"Is the godhead enough?" Tianyue old man asked Yang Qingshan: "How much godhead do you think is enough? The godheads they snatched are mostly at the mid-level god level, and there is at least Zhang Weisheng's godhead deep in the fairyland, which is of course the four divine beasts.

Yes, there are many others. According to the legend back then, there were hundreds of god-level strongmen who escaped after the Conferring God War, among which there were two hundred middle-level gods. Yang Qingshan, the amount you created

To be honest, the godhead is of little use."

Yang Qingshan was hit, and now he knew what to do. Since the lower god's divine personality was not useful, then the outcome would be determined by numbers. If ten lower gods were no match, then a hundred lower gods would be used.

After figuring it out, Yang Qingshan started practicing day and night again. In the Climbing Tower, Yang Qingshan became more and more able to create the godhead. Moreover, during the manufacturing process, some people had clearly achieved the solidification of the godhead.

The godhead is still gathering power, which makes Yang Qingshan overjoyed, because he is finally going to refine the godhead of a middle god.

Only one godhead of the median will appear in one hundred godheads. The output is extremely low. However, Yang Qingshan was extremely careful and finally succeeded. The attributes of this godhead are special. Yang Qingshan immediately thought of Murong Qiushui, this girl.

The physique itself is special, and the attributes of the godhead of the middle god in the hand can also increase the physique.

After leaving the Climbing Tower, Yang Qingshan almost thought that he had seen it wrong. Because he had not come out for hundreds of years, the entire Blue Water Blessed Land had undergone earth-shaking changes. It was filled with immortal energy. If you didn't know, you would have thought that this place was an ancient paradise.

The mountain gate of Dazongmen, and a very iconic building appears in the most conspicuous place of Lanshui Paradise.

"What, what is this?" Yang Qingshan said in surprise, grabbing a younger brother.

"Master, this is the symbol of our Shenlong Sect, a sword."

"A sword?" Yang Qingshan looked up and down, and it was made by smelting a whole piece of divine iron.

"Yang Qingshan, you are out of seclusion." Murong Qiushui came over.

"Here, this is the godhead that was accidentally created to suit you, the middle god." Yang Qingshan proudly threw the godhead to Murong Qiushui.

The girls were all drooling with envy, but Murong Qiu Shui said with a wry smile: "We are people with pursuits. We will wait until you create the godhead of a higher god."

"Damn, the pursuit is too high." Yang Qingshan was hit hard, but what he said is that the created godhead cannot be upgraded. Naturally, the higher the level, the better. Murong Qiushui was not a wise move, so Yang Qingshan had to start from the fifth level.

A reliable leader was selected from among the tribe leaders and was rewarded with godhood.

The hands of the clan leader who got the godhead trembled with excitement, and Yang Qingshan looked at everyone and made a decision to refine the godhead specifically for the five clan leaders. The middle god is almost enough. After all, the strength of the ancient tribe is not in one-on-one combat, but in one-on-one combat.

Cooperation and setting up ancient restrictions were their way of fighting. As for the cunning guy like the high priest, Yang Qingshan decided to use the godhead of a higher god.

"You should also prepare the ancient restrictions here to speed up the development of Shenlongmen." Yang Qingshan said.

"We started two hundred years ago." The high priest chuckled and said, "Victory in wars always goes to those who are prepared."

Yang Qingshan smiled and didn't say much. With a few people around, it was much easier for him.

After taking a breath, Yang Qingshan returned to the Climbing Tower, smiled bitterly, and began to work day and night again. When the one-thousand-year preparation time came, Yang Qingshan discovered the problem of creating the godhead, which was the prototype of the god.

It is the most difficult one, and Yang Qingshan has not made any progress after completing the condensation of one hundred divine prototypes in the corridor of reincarnation.

"It turns out that my cultivation level is not enough. To create a godhead, you need at least a high-level god. The water drop of the god here should have started after the Shennong clan was promoted to the main god, and I am only a mid-level god. There is still a gap of two levels.

, but Yang Qingshan is not far away from the upper god, and he can also condense the water droplets of the god, but the speed will be very slow.

When he walked out of the Climbing Tower again, Yang Qingshan was a little disappointed outside, because the Blue Water Paradise was not changing, there were just some more people, and these people were all cultivators, and at this moment the time domain had just passed, that is,

It is said that the actual time is only a hundred years. It took a hundred years for the battle outside before everyone entered the depths of the fairyland.

Yi Jiantian was carrying the fallen sword given by Yang Qingshan on his back, and had no intention of returning it. However, when he saw Yang Qingshan walking out of the Climbing Tower, his face still became uncomfortable. When Yang Qingshan walked in front of him, Yi Jiantian

Already calmed down.

"Do you really want to rebuild Shenlongmen?" Yijiantian asked first.

Yang Qingshan opened his mouth, looked at his fallen sword, and said: "Yes, the Shenlong Sect has disappeared for a million years, and it's time to reappear. Senior, don't you think we are all a rabble now?"

"The reason why we are a mob is because all our major sects are dead. Only the Taiji Sect stands out. It will take time for you to rebuild the Shenlong Sect. I want us to form an alliance."

"Alliance? Shenlongmen and Taijimen?"

"Yes, but there are still people."

"Is there anyone else? Who? Which sect?"

"Kunlun."

"Isn't Kunlun dead?" Yang Qingshan said in surprise.

"Dead? I thought so at first, but the people from Kunlun came again not long ago." Yi Jiantian said with a bitter smile: "Just like the last war between gods and demons, Kunlun was also the last to show power. They are always

Forbearance, hiding all my strength, letting him see flowers in the mist, Yang Qingshan, we are our own people."

"Yes, one of our own." Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly and said so. The sword that fell into the water will never come back.

"To show my sincerity, I am willing to betroth my close disciple Ziyang to you." Yijiantian said seriously.

Yang Qingshan was dumbfounded. A sword was exchanged for a beautiful woman, but did Ziyang girl agree? So Yang Qingshan secretly glanced at Ziyang who was fighting in the distance. This girl was really heartless and seemed to feel Yang Qingshan's feelings.

Ziyang also glanced at her, then blushed and started to fight reservedly.

"No, it's been agreed?" Yang Qingshan said in surprise.

"We agreed just yesterday that Ziyang will be yours from now on. Where is your gift?" Yi Jiantian asked, suddenly remembering something, he quickly took a step forward and said: "The sword fell into the water."

"Okay. You won't be able to get it anyway." Yang Qingshan said with a bitter smile. When he looked up, he saw a few old people from Kunlun. The old people were about to be laid to rest, but they were in good spirits and looked at the Blue Water Paradise.

The Dragon Tooth Mountain, the Climbing Tower on the Dragon Tooth Mountain.

"They are the true strength of Kunlun, three god-level experts who have been hiding in Kunlun for millions of years without making a move. This time the wonderland is opened and they are finally here." Yi Jiantian said sourly.

"Your Tai Chi Sect also has a god level. Stop hiding it, it's time." Yang Qingshan said.

"I am the only one." Yijiantian said honestly.

"It's so miserable. Look at what we have here, ninety-eight lower gods and two middle gods." Yang Qingshan said.

"The biggest secret is that the Climbing Tower can create godhood. I didn't expect it to be true, but you should know the disadvantages." Yijiantian said.

"Of course I know, but don't worry, this war won't be long."

"This is the point. Now that I have moved my base camp here, you don't suggest it."

"We are already here, what else do I have to say, but it is best not to have too many people here in Blue Water Paradise. This is the mountain gate of Shenlong Gate." Yang Qingshan reminded.

"Don't worry, the last three million immortal cultivators are shadowing outside, but the disciples of the Nihility Sect here are pretty good and helped us set up a defensive formation. And the tribal chiefs also helped a lot, and their restrictions

It allows us to recover from injuries quickly.”

When Yang Qingshan and Yijiantian said this, the three elders from Kunlun flew over. They were all at the level of mid-level gods. Relying on the style of hiding when they could, these three strong men survived until now. They looked up and down as soon as they landed.

Looking at Yang Qingshan, he was slightly shocked by Yang Qingshan's strength as a middle god at such a young age.

"Fellow Taoist, I think Yi Jiantian told you what I want to do." One of the three elders said.

"As I said, we want an alliance. I will rebuild the Shenlong Sect, and you want to establish a new alliance. I agree, but one thing I want to explain in advance is that the Shenlong Sect has just been established and will not be the main force at the beginning of the decisive battle." Yang

Qingshan said very rationally.

The three elders were stunned at the same time, and they all saw Yang Qingshan's caution, but as long as Yang Qingshan agreed to the alliance, things would naturally go smoothly in the future, and they started to plan the alliance with a smile.