Roushui Zhenren is a strange thing, in the infancy of the Yuan strayed into the netherworld, but it can be regarded as luck, just fell outside the territory of the aborigines, was approached to the territory, and since then has lived a life of seclusion and practice, the days are dull and boring, every day I see the indigenous people, and the occasional immortal cultivator is also a hand and foot as soon as they meet, after a long time, Roushui Zhenren came up with a brother who likes men's style, and suddenly the days are a lot more leisurely, and the result is that the Roushui real people really did the fake show.

On the first day Yang Qingshan arrived, Yang Qingshan was targeted by the real people of Roushui, looking like he hadn't used it for a long time, and pestered Yang Qingshan for half a night, until Yang Qingshan returned to the grass house and laid out a hundred and eight large arrays outside, and then he stood in the grass house all night, waiting for Yang Qingshan.

"Brother Yang. Roushui Zhenren said with a painful face: "Brother has been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"Hehe, don't wait for brother, brother is a lang. Yang Qingshan pretended to be forced, and quickly flew out and released the Spider King, leaving countless spider webs along the way to block the soft water-like eyes of the Roushui Zhenren and escape.

Passing through the prairie, Yang Qingshan saw the territory of the indigenous people, which is a group of primitive people with a backward civilization, but the indigenous people are not only like this, they have this different civilization, that is, sacrifice, a complete sacrifice that Yang Qingshan never expected, sacrificing to the heavens and the earth to worship the ancestors.

The leader of the indigenous people walked tremblingly with a cane of dragon bones in his hand, looked at the newcomer Yang Qingshan, looked up and down, his face full of wrinkles suddenly deepened, and said with a smile: "Yang Xianren will stay here for a few more days." ”

"You're welcome, I have something to do, this time to see your situation, I'm going to go out. Yang Qingshan said respectfully, he had to be respectful, because the old man in front of him was an immortal.

"Do natives have immortal level?" Yang Qingshan's head kept bending, his eyes stared at the old man, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Does Immortal Yang have anything to say?" the old man asked, as if he had seen something, so he smiled calmly: "Hehe, the indigenous people are also one of the immortal cultivators, but our cultivation is different, we don't have too many magic tricks, we don't have strong spiritual power, but we have the power of faith comparable to divine power." ”

The old man said, pointing to an altar in the distance with his cane, on which was a flame-like totem: "This is the flame tribe, we believe in flames, and we get the power of faith from the flames, but we don't have gods, if there is a god, the power of our faith can resist the aura and death." ”

"The power of faith. Yang Qingshan's eyes looked at the flame-like totem without blinking, and suddenly smiled: "What about your gods?"

"Dead. ”

Yang Qingshan was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say, but looking at the old man's expression, he didn't seem to care at all about their god death, and the old man saw Yang Qingshan's mind again, and said suddenly: "God is also made by human cultivation, and if you die, you will die, as long as people are practicing, sooner or later a new god will appear, but ...... How many years, more than a million years, there are no people who have cultivated to become gods. ”

"How to cultivate to become a god?" Yang Qingshan asked curiously.

"God, not immortal, is Godhead, all the aura in the body as a whole, smelted into a grid, grid is the only existence in this world that can store the power of faith, with a godhead is Godhead, with the power of thousands of beliefs, refined into divine power. Immortal Yang, what kind of cultivation are you doing now?" the old man smiled.

"Merge period. It's ......"

"I know that there is a wonderful situation in the period of great maturity, in which it is the only chance to comprehend the power of faith, and if you miss it, you will lose it forever. The old man said mysteriously.

"What kind of wonder?" Yang Qingshan leaned over and asked, but the old man smiled and walked slowly to the altar with his cane.

"Brother Yang......" The sound of the soft water real person being soft and soft and could melt anyone's bones sounded, Yang Qingshan felt that his arm was being held, and immediately shuddered and asked if something was wrong?

"It's fine, just to tell you something. ”

"If you have something to say, I'm afraid. ”

"Don't be afraid. Roushui Zhenren said heartbrokenly, hugging it tighter: "This old man is the patriarch of the Flame Tribe, every time a new alien comes here, he has to talk about the power of faith and godhead, hehe, I don't know what the plan is, anyway, there are at least hundreds of people here who listen to his words, but none of them have cultivated Godhead, it's a pity." Brother Yang, what exactly do you say is the Godhead? ”

"I don't know, who knows? The old man said no more, pretending to be forced. Yang Qingshan said disdainfully.

"Yes, despise, or Brother Yang is sincere, kind and cute, let's go, let's go have a drink and eat mutton." Roushui Zhenren smiled and hugged Yang Qingshan and was about to go to his house.

Yang Qingshan wanted to resist very much, but Roushui Zhenren was wonderful, after entering the Netherworld and changing sex, he cultivated by leaps and bounds, and changed to an immortal level in the Yuan Infant Stage, although Yang Qingshan was in the merger period, and he was invincible in the Dacheng period, but he was still a little weak in the face of the immortal level, and he was kidnapped by Roushui Zhenren to his home with a bitter face.

Roushui Zhenren's home is simple and innocent, there are only simple flowers, plants, birds and beasts in it, and there are two little medicine boys in it, which makes Yang Qingshan surprised.

"Hehe, this is a gifted native found from the natives, I begged the old man to be a medicine boy for me, Brother Yang, I also have four female medicine boys, do you want them?"

"You're not ......"

"I am, but these female medicine boys are just here to give me an eye, to be honest, in this place, it is really ...... to be able to be as good-looking as Brother Yang Too little. Roushui Zhenren cried bitterly, and stretched out his hand to move his hands and feet at Yang Qingshan.

"Don't don't, help......"

"It's useless to shout at a throat. Roushui Zhenren said with a smile, but the outstretched hand was retracted, and with a wave of his hand, the four female medicine boys retreated, and Roushui Zhenren said with a smile: "Brother Yang, I have already found out the purpose of your coming here, do you want me to help you." ”

"Oh?" Yang Qingshan suddenly found that Roushui Zhenren was normal, and the violent contrast shocked Yang Qingshan, and he was speechless for a while.

"Hehe, isn't it weird? It's so boring here, have some fun. Roushui Zhenren said seriously: "Brother Yang, how is it outside?"

"There is a war. ”

"Fighting? Who is fighting with whom? The four divine beasts are fighting, or are the demons finding an exit and entering outside?"

"Log Realm. Yang Qingshan's fluttering three words, Roushui Zhenren was stunned and said: "So soon to go to the log world to hunt for treasures? ridiculous, absurd, the treasure is in the netherworld, not in the log world." ”

Yang Qingshan almost couldn't believe his ears, what is a treasure in the netherworld and not in the log realm.

"I have been trapped in the Netherworld for more than 600,000 years, and I have survived until now by relying on the power of faith in the flame totem, but the price is that my cultivation has grown slowly, and I have inquired about a lot of secrets of the Netherworld in 600,000 years, Brother Yang, do you want to listen?"

"Senior, what do you say?" Yang Qingshan said with a wry smile.

"Well, I'll tell you, but don't be surprised, for I don't believe it either, it's just the most mysterious of the thousands of legends in the netherworld. Roushui Zhenren smiled: "The netherworld and the log world are ...... It's connected. ”

With a bang, Yang Qingshan's head seemed to be blown off, this legend is too mysterious, the most mysterious realm in the world is connected to the log realm, and Yang Qingshan's face can't help but change color constantly, as if he was asking something, but he just endured it.

"Don't be surprised, it's just a legend, no one really went from the Netherworld to the Log Realm, and no one really went from the Log Realm to the Netherworld, no. Roushui Zhenren smiled, and with a wave of his hand, the table was already full of wine and food, and the Roushui Zhenren, who was still serious just now, became rippling again, and moved his hands and feet towards Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly, only he knew his own business, he strayed into the netherworld when he went to the log realm through the spatial crack, at first Yang Qingshan only knew that it was the old man Tianyue who did it, but now that he thinks about it, the strength of the old man Tianyue has not recovered to the immortal level, and now he can't even beat himself, why should he do anything, he must know that the log world and the netherworld are connected secrets, so he easily took advantage of the shuttle to send himself to the netherworld.

"Old man Tianyue, how much else are you hiding from me. Yang Qingshan secretly scolded the old man Tianyue, and drank a lot of back and forth with Roushui Zhenren, and then escaped.

As soon as Yang Qingshan returned to his thatched house, he saw several natives waiting for him, and he came forward to inquire and learned that the patriarch was going to hold a ceremony to worship the heavens and the earth and worship his ancestors, saying that it was to see if Yang Qingshan had the hope of becoming a god, which was a process that every new living person had to go through, and no one could escape.

Yang Qingshan suddenly found that after entering the territory of the natives, he smiled wryly more and more.

The entire territory of the natives was busy, not only them, but even those immortal cultivators and demon cultivators who were making a fuss stopped and rushed to the altar to see the excitement, and the smile on their faces knew that it was schadenfreude.

"Why are they laughing like that. Yang Qingshan asked an indigenous person beside him.

"They're not serious enough. ”

"Oh, I understand. Yang Qingshan said depressedly, began to pretend to understand, walked to the altar in the ancient dance of the aborigines, saw a snow-white huge lotus flower at a glance, and smiled at the patriarch beside the lotus: "What a huge lotus, it won't be for me to sit in it." ”

"Exactly. ”

"That'...... I went in. ”

Yang Qingshan did not hesitate, walked into the huge snow-white lotus flower according to the local customs, sat cross-legged on the lotus platform like a child, and looked stupidly at the patriarch of the indigenous people and began to sacrifice to himself, and then the lotus rose to heaven in the song, and also ignited a raging fire.

"Hehe, another one that's been lit. The immortal cultivators laughed, Yang Qingshan's face in the lotus turned dark, could he be a sacrifice? The patriarch was too bad to escape, and he wanted to escape, but when he found that the lotus had trapped all his cultivation, Yang Qing couldn't help but be surprised.