Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Yujiang City.

The ancient capital of Wu Kingdom was dotted with temples.

Groups of monks walked past various temples.

There are gods constantly patrolling the surrounding area.

The Three God Emperors led their troops to attack the most difficult-to-grab Da Jin and Da Yan, and took away most of their combat power.

The defense at the rear was naturally stricter than ever before.

Even the air that filled the temple was filled with a solemn smell.

There were clearly many Incense Dao monks passing through, and there were also a large number of mortals filing into the temple, but it was eerily silent.

at this time.

In the outermost temple, which was far larger than the surrounding temple, a surprised voice that was trying to be suppressed suddenly sounded:

"The Dream Master is back!"

"The Lord Yin Shen returns to his throne!"

This sound was like a signal.

Dozens of figures of monks from the Yin Shen lineage quickly flew from all around and landed in front of the temple.

Looking into the temple, everyone's eyes contain excitement and excitement.

Nearly two hundred years ago!

Since the death of Yin God, not only the Yin God Temple has been excluded from the original inner circle.

These monks who worshiped the Yin God Dream Lord have since lost the blessing and feedback from the gods. Their cultivation speed has plummeted, and their realm has been difficult to advance.

I can only survive by relying on some spiritual objects and spiritual plants accumulated in my early years.

The monks at the bottom saw that the situation was not good, and they could take advantage of their low cultivation level to withdraw and join other temples in time.

And these second-level, third-level, and fourth-level monks have been completely bound to the Yin Shen Meng Lord, and no god is willing to take them.

I can only guard this temple hard, and at the same time search everywhere for the lost skills of the Yin God lineage, hoping to welcome the Yin God back.

More than a hundred years ago, in a small and distant country called Chen State, they once saw hope.

But in the end, we still missed it...

They were already in despair, and most of the monks in the temple either died in the external war launched by the three divine emperors, or died at the end of their lifespan.

Only these people are left to survive by guarding the temple.

What they didn't expect was that there was a slight change in the Yin Shen statue decades ago.

This also gave them hope.

During these years of hard work, another group of people died due to exhaustion of life span.

Yinshenmai has only this last manpower left.

And today, the Yin God has finally returned!

The Yin Shen's voice still echoed in the souls of the monks.

But when they arrived in front of the temple, even though they were extremely excited, they still stopped respectfully outside the temple.

Only the eyes looking towards the temple were full of eagerness.

The temple door suddenly opened wide!

"Come in, everyone!"

An old and feeble voice sounded.

After receiving permission from the people in the hall, the monks looked at each other and then quickly walked into the hall without lingering at all.

The temple was huge, hundreds of feet high, but it was dark and gloomy, with no light from the sky coming in.

In the extremely empty temple, there is only a huge statue that almost towers over the temple, and under the statue, a small, old figure wearing a robe.

That person was the only remaining fourth-level perfect cultivator of the Yin Shen Vein, and also the great elder of the Yin Shen Temple.

The whole body of the statue is bright red, its posture is solemn, and it is filled with a lofty divinity that transcends the mortal world.

And the old great elder is not even half the height of the toes of the statue.

He prostrates himself in front of the statue, respectful and solemn.

The monks did not dare to look any further for fear of bumping into the newly returned god.

My heart was filled with long-lost tension. As soon as I walked in, I immediately knelt down on the ground like the figure under the statue of the god.

They all said respectfully in unison:

"Welcome to the return of the Lord God!"

However, what puzzled them was that there was no sound from the deity in their ears.

"How is this going?"

Everyone was confused.

At first they didn't dare to make any move, but nearly two hundred years of suffering have already exhausted their little patience.

Finally someone had the courage to look up.

But I saw that this huge statue had an ordinary face, the kind that would not be found among the crowd.

"The Divine Lord...is this what he looks like?"

The Yinshen Vein cultivator couldn't help but be curious.

Since the fall of Yin Shen, for some reason, tens of thousands of monks up and down the Yin Shen lineage have all forgotten the appearance of Yin Shen.

Everything related to Yin Shen, including skills, voice, appearance, and demeanor... all seemed to have been erased by a certain existence.

Apart from remembering the name Yinshen Mengzhu, these Yinshen Channel monks are no different from the Incense Path monks from other channels.

"But...the god doesn't look right..."

A monk looked up at the statue and couldn't help but say.

"What nonsense!"

When the elder who was kneeling under the statue heard that the monk behind him dared to talk about the deity like this, he immediately straightened up and turned around to scold him angrily.

"No, Great Elder, you can see for yourself..."

Some monks argued.

"That bastard, if it collides with the god, you are afraid..."

The great elder scolded angrily, but he couldn't help but raise his head curiously.

Then I saw a strange scene.

On the face of the Yin Shen statue, half is as calm as water, and the other half is twisted, angry, fearful, and desperate...

"W-what's going on?!"

The great elder couldn't help but look shocked.

And just when he was confused.

The face of the statue quickly turned into calm.

The face is peaceful and peaceful.

The light in his eyes opened and closed.

It seems to be comprehending and absorbing...

Although he didn't understand what happened, the Great Elder reacted immediately and immediately knelt down on the ground again:

"Welcome to the return of the Lord God!"

The others woke up suddenly and hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

But what made the monks wonder again was that the expected voice of the Yin God did not appear.

"what happened?"

This time, no one dared to speak, but doubts could not help but arise in their hearts.

The great elder noticed the wavering of the monks behind him, but he couldn't resist the doubts in his heart and couldn't help but look up.

However, he was shocked to find that the originally unremarkable statue of the god quickly transformed into the image of an old man.

In just the blink of an eye, the statue with a peaceful and peaceful face quickly transformed into an old man with a slightly stooped figure, a simple face, and an aura of decay.

Only in the 'left eye', there is still a trace of calmness.

After all, the great elder was well-informed, and his expression changed instantly:

"Could it be that... someone is taking advantage of the fact that the god has just recovered and wants to steal the position of the god?!"

This sentence suddenly caused the expressions of all the Yin Shen Vein cultivators to change suddenly.

"The position of God...can also be stolen?!"

"If it is stolen, will this new deity still help us practice?"

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

While he was talking, another monk noticed the change and couldn't help but exclaimed:

"Look!"

The great elder and everyone couldn't help but look up when they heard the sound.

But on the fingers of the huge statue, a phantom of a topaz finger was suddenly projected.

As soon as the topaz finger came out, a dense yellow light quickly spread from the finger along the fingers, palms, and arms of the statue to the left eye.

As the yellow light spread, the bright red arm quickly swelled.

Immediately afterwards, several ancient talismans flew out one after another.

The forehead and three burners of the statue were fixed respectively.

Another dark shadow of dead wood with red light condensed and quickly fell into the left eye.

Soon, the face and body shape of the statue began to change.

The slightly stooped body of the statue quickly straightened up again.

The wrinkled face of the statue quickly lost its age and regained its vitality.

Immediately afterwards.

A rugged dragon-horned phantom appeared around the statue. Starting from the dragon's horn, a black dragon phantom condensed out in an instant and wrapped around the statue.

Then another conch phantom appeared, and suddenly there was the sound of gurgling water.

Just the sound of water made all the monks in the temple feel comfortable, and their souls, which had been darkened for nearly two hundred years, were instantly refreshed.

"Is this the power of the God Lord?!"

The Great Elder and the Yin Shen Vein cultivators looked at this scene in shock, and immediately couldn't help but feel surprised and happy!

Just a few breaths of time.

The offensive and defensive momentum will change quickly.

At this moment, the huge statue has returned to its original appearance, but only the 'right eye' is left, with a little bit of decay remaining.

Obviously, the person who stole the position of the god has not been completely eliminated.

But that’s not important;

The god is more powerful than they imagined!

For them, the more powerful the deity they worship, the more benefits they will receive.

But the excitement didn't last long.

Blood suddenly oozed from the 'right eye' of the huge statue.

next moment.

The ancient talisman fixed on the forehead of the statue automatically burned without wind, and then quickly burned...

The great elder and the monks were instantly horrified.

…

Blood Valley.

The energy and blood flowing from all around became more and more turbulent.

The aura on the blood unicorn below was also rising rapidly and uncontrollably.

Xun Fujun stood in mid-air.

Narrowing his eyes slightly, he looked at Han Xiangzi and said softly:

"It seems that I can't leave this place today."

Hearing Xun Fujun's words, Han Xiangzi came back to his senses.

His face lost a bit of its previous casualness, and his tone inadvertently became a bit more cold and impatient:

"I have no intention of doing anything to you Dajin. As long as you don't affect my plan, you can rest assured."

"But if you really want to stand in my way, don't blame me for denying your favor."

"Although the Void Refining cultivator is bound by heaven and earth, it is enough to kill a perfect god and use the power of the god transformation level!"

This was the first time since his release that there was murderous intent in his tone.

He didn't have the patience to waste any more time here.

It's not because of Xun Fujun, but another matter.

The unexpected death of Yin Shen caused some...unexpected changes in his plan.

The methods originally planned to target Yin Shen were of no use at this moment.

The young man he used to throw stones at asked for directions turned out to be the biggest stumbling block to his plan.

"He actually brought so many fifth-level soul treasures...Did the Wanxiang Sect train him to be the next sect leader?"

Han Xiangzi felt a little irritable.

He is already ready to ascend. If too much soul is lost on a junior, it will probably affect the execution of the plan later.

But to be able to make it this far, he certainly has far more determination than ordinary people.

In just a moment, he made a decision.

"I was thinking...that's all! Let's seize the throne first and then talk about it!"

While talking to Xun Fujun, his heart moved slightly.

The original Demon Sect is a vast secret realm.

The tall, silent, square buildings are like honeycombs, covered with an astonishing number of densely packed small grids.

And in these small grids, there are ordinary people living.

This is where the original Demon Sect raised mortals for blood sacrifices.

In each of these square buildings lived millions of mortals.

And such a square building is nowhere to be seen in the entire secret realm...

At this moment, it seemed that he had received an order from a certain existence.

Among the dozens of square buildings, a monk from the Demon Lord Sect quickly began to cast a spell.

Then the mortals in the small grid immediately knelt down in front of the statue that was somewhat similar to Han Xiangzi.

A large amount of incense power quickly poured into the statue...

Feeling the power of incense quickly flowing towards the Yin Shen statue, Han Xiangzi's eyes flashed with a cold look.

The Void Refining Yuanshen in the body is strong against the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth, and injects a higher level of power into the Yin Shen statue from a distance.

He didn't have the intention to play with the opponent, so he simply used force to overcome skill.

Even if you pay some price for it, it is worth it!

same moment.

Wang Ba's spiritual platform is within the sea.

It seemed like I felt something.

The wordless jade tablet, which had been silent for a long time, shook slightly and silently.

And this moment.

Xun Fujun, who was far away in the blood-colored valley, suddenly felt a hint of surprise deep in his eyes.

"I see!"

…

"It seems you have been preparing for a long time."

Yin God Temple.

a mess.

There was a hint of sigh and complexity in Han Xiangzi's calm tone:

"A Nascent Soul cultivator can push me to this level... you are proud enough."

"If I remember correctly, your name is Wang Yan, right?"

"The name is just average, but I have remembered it... There once was a peerless genius named 'Wang Ba' who competed with me for the position of Yin God at the level of Nascent Soul, but was defeated..."

All around.

Scattered and floating were topaz fingers broken in half, rotten dead wood, broken dragon horns, broken conch fragments...

He gently stretched out his red palm.

In the palm of his hand, there stood a small and faint shadow like a candle in the wind, with an ordinary appearance and a calm expression.

After hearing Han Yanzi's words, Wang Ba's expression did not change at all, he was calm and indifferent:

"It's just a matter of survival..."

"Besides, when senior said this, he seemed to be much stronger than me now."

"The Yin Shen statue has just been resurrected, and the power of the soul it can carry is limited. Senior has forced such a huge power of soul. I don't believe how long senior can hold on. Now that you are talking so much, I am afraid it is because you are unable to touch me at all, right?"

Wang Yan's words made Han Xiangzi feel silent, and then he said softly:

"You are brave and careful. I have seen so many people in my life and have never made any mistakes, but I made a mistake in you."

Hearing Han Xiangzi's comments, Wang Hao couldn't help but smile lightly.

Bold but cautious?

I'm afraid you really took a wrong look...

"However, even if I can't hold on for long, without these fifth-level soul treasures, you will be annihilated in the blink of an eye."

"There's no need to take action."

Han Xiangzi no longer tried to hide himself. On the body of the statue, the breath suddenly dropped to the extreme, but he chuckled:

"I am different from you. What is competing for the position of Yin God here is just a ray of my soul. Even if the soul is annihilated, I can still occupy the position of Yin God again if I immediately practice the "Yin Shen Great Dream Sutra" again. And you, if you die, you are dead...it just happened once, so it can be regarded as God's desire to help me."

Wang Ba’s expression was surprisingly calm:

"Oh, I forgot, I think I still have a soul-restoring elixir that I haven't taken yet."

Han Xiangzi was startled.

next moment.

outside world.

Wang Hao suddenly raised his hand and took out a divine soul elixir given by Patriarch Wuhe himself.

This elixir seemed to have a spirit and was quickly put into Wang Yan's Nascent Soul.

In an instant.

The shadow in the palm of the Yin Shen statue grew rapidly and squeezed into the statue.

The consciousness of the two people was now in the Yin Shen statue, and he immediately felt the squeeze from Wang Ba's soul.

This change caused Han Xiangzi's expression to change slightly:

"This kid actually hides something, how can he be so patient!"

"No! If he really occupies the divine position and he hides in the Wanxiang Sect, it would be terrible if we can't kill him!"

Think of this possibility.

Even though Han Xiangzi's heart was bleeding, he still made a decision quickly!

next moment.

The surging power from the original soul is rushing in!

The Yin God statue was like a broken water bag, and a large amount of pure soul power leaked out, filling the temple.

But it also caused him to crowd out Wang Yan's consciousness in an instant.

Under his control, Yin Hong's palm instantly grasped Wang Ba's consciousness!

The power of countless souls was leaked with the movements of the statue, and he immediately squeezed it hard without hesitation!

And right now.

A stream of light passed through the temple without any hindrance, and at the critical moment, it plunged into Wang Ba's consciousness!

In a hurry.

Wang Hao's consciousness vaguely saw the body of the stream of light, which seemed to be a jade tablet without words.

In his consciousness, a somewhat familiar indifferent voice suddenly sounded:

"The soul...that's not how it works."

"Watch it, I'll only teach it once."

Hearing this voice, Wang Hao was suddenly startled, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes.

But it was also at this moment that an idea suddenly appeared in his mind, and he suddenly understood many things that he had been confused about before:

"Xun..."

I haven't had time to speak out yet.

In an instant, the power of Wang Ba's soul dispersed like water into countless fragments of light, and then quickly condensed behind the statue, turning into overlapping mysterious divine patterns, which were quickly imprinted on the statue's body!

Inside the statue, Han Xiangzi's shocked and furious voices suddenly sounded...

…

The western part of Chen State.

From a distance, Yao Wudi, who was flying at high speed, saw the lush and boundless forest in the distance.

Without any hesitation, he immediately said to the female cultivator in white beside him:

"We're almost to Sen Country...Mu Lian, take them first! Go all the way to the west. There is a teleportation array over there in Li Country, right here..."

The female cultivator in white looked cold and refused directly:

"They have nothing to do with me."

Yao Wudi paused for a moment after hearing the words, and then pointed at Taoist Bing:

"He is my disciple! Take them and leave quickly!"

The female cultivator in white looked calm:

"It's just an incarnation, don't practice anymore."

When Taoist Bing heard this, he couldn't help but show approval.

Yao Wudi couldn't help but cursed angrily:

"You're practicing ice training like crazy! When did this happen...Mu Lian, just treat it like I'm begging you, okay? You take them away! Otherwise we won't be able to leave!"

Facing Yao Wudi's scolding and pleading, the female cultivator in white remained calm:

"Your Highness, you will die. I will come back to find you. If you want to die, then I will accompany you."

"you!"

Yao Wudi stared angrily as he met the calm yet profound eyes of the female cultivator in white. The curse on his lips turned into helplessness after all:

"Those bastards can't keep me!"

"But you here will affect my performance... Mu Lian, I have grown up in the sect since I was a child. For so many years, the sect has been my home. I can't let these bastards destroy the children in my family. , can you understand this feeling?"

Listening to Yao Wudi's words, the female cultivator in white was slightly silent, and then finally nodded.

"I understand...if you die, I will go find you."

"Are you just looking forward to my death?"

Yao Wudi cursed angrily.

But at this moment.

Yao Wudi suddenly realized something, raised his hand and punched the void in the distance!

In the void, ripples suddenly appeared, and a muffled sound sounded at the same time.

Yao Wudi's face condensed slightly, and his consciousness quickly spread out, covering the surrounding areas:

"That's too late……"

The sound just fell.

not far away.

A door appeared out of thin air and opened quickly.

A rather strange figure with a square face walked out.

"The door god..."

Yao Wudi narrowed his eyes slightly.

When the door god saw Yao Wudi and others, a strange smile appeared on his face:

"You just bullied the minority with the greater number, but now, do you still have the courage?"

As soon as he finished speaking, figures of evil gods flew out from the door behind him.

Quickly surround it.

Seeing these twenty evil gods dispersing one after another, Yao Wudi's heart sank instantly.

"Those fellow Taoists at the rear of the palace seem to be in grave danger..."

With his peripheral vision, he glanced at the Nascent Soul monks below who were protected by his magic power, and a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

The door god seemed to have guessed his plan:

"Are you still trying to escape? Haha, in the sky and on the earth, you can't escape even if you have wings!"

Yao Wudi's expression darkened.

But at this moment.

In the distant sky, a formation pattern suddenly appeared, and then a teleportation formation was formed in an instant.

At the same time, a cold female voice came from the teleportation array:

"I'll give you time to escape...three...two..."

Hearing this voice, the evil gods were slightly startled and looked at each other in confusion.

And from the teleportation formation, a handsome monk with a jade-like face and a folding fan came out.

I just felt the eyes of many evil gods.

The handsome monk couldn't help but feel a chill all over his body, and quickly retreated as if running away.

"Jilan..."

Seeing this monk, Yao Wudi frowned slightly.

And some of the evil gods who had lingering thoughts couldn't help laughing.

"Even a mere Nascent Soul dares to..."

"……one!"

The words fell.

A stunning armored female cultivator came stepping on the breeze, with countless cyan wind swords accompanying her, surging coldly!

Behind her, a fiery red-haired monk, an old man, and familiar and unfamiliar god-forming monks walked out of the teleportation array.

"Uncle Lu...Master Xi, Uncle Fei..."

Yao Wudi stared at these figures blankly.

"Li Wannian of the Immortality Sect is here! You evil gods, come quickly to behead me!"

"Comrades, Jiao Ying is here at Youxian Temple!"

"The True Ding King Qin Huo will lead the Qin family's descendants to defeat the evil god of the Ten Thousand Gods Kingdom together!"

In the blink of an eye, thirty or forty eyes were fixed on the door god and the evil gods behind the door god.

The door god couldn't help but get excited!

"Run! Run away!"

…

The hinterland of the Kingdom of the Gods.

The god-transformation monks who respected Da Jin and Da Yan were retreating steadily under the attacks of the evil gods.

In the huge spherical realm.

The Three God Emperors were unscathed.

The besieged Su Dachun, Tai'a Temple Master, Liang Qiuyu and others all had their auras disturbed.

However, at this moment, Shangguan Ren suddenly laughed:

"Fellow Taoists, our sect has found the flaw in these three god emperors!" (End of this chapter)