In the world of bending water, on a huge wooden boat, Yang Qingshan drank the unique water lily fairy tea of the Falling Water Tribe, although the name has a sleeping word, but after drinking it, it was refreshing, Yang Qingshan felt as if he had steamed in a sauna, his pores were opened, and the aura around him poured into Yang Qingshan's body uncontrollably.

"Are there any seeds?" Yang Qingshan asked in surprise, wanting to plant this water lily fairy tea in his own world.

"Yes, hehe...... Since the future god is interested, we will give you some seeds and give you the method of firing. The chief of the falling water said happily, clapping his hands, several female natives, dressed very coolly, walked in, holding a plate in their hands, on the plate were some crystal clear seeds, releasing a faint aura, and a Gu Qingxiang had already floated into Yang Qingshan's nose while walking.

Yang Qingshan smiled comfortably, embarrassedly collected the seeds, and in his hands, the seeds and firing methods had entered the world, and flew into the city like a miracle, there were already nearly two hundred people in the city, most of them were in pairs, and became the partners of double cultivation, seeing the miraculous seeds falling, they were surprised, this brought good news to their boring life.

Yang Qingshan closed his eyes and observed the situation in the cities in the world, and found that the scope of these people's free activities was only in the city, and this city could accommodate millions of people, but for these flying immortal cultivators, it was far from enough for their activities, Yang Qingshan thought in his heart, and a divine thought was released, and the seal of the city continued to expand under this divine thought, gradually wrapping those empty places outside the city inside.

The Falling Water Patriarch did not disturb Yang Qingshan's closed eyes and recuperation, in his eyes, Yang Qingshan is a god, will it be wrong for the future gods to squint? That's right, so the patriarch left the cabin with a smile and stood outside, fantasizing about the future of the natives.

Yang Qingshan's divine sense entered the world, carefully scanning his world, I don't know when, after entering the merger period, this world has an area of hundreds of thousands of miles, high altitude and wide land, but there are only less than two hundred people, life is too scarce, Yang Qingshan suddenly thought, it would be good if he planted some plants in his world, but Yang Qingshan only has some spirit grass seeds in his hands now.

"A seed is a seed. Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly, raised his hands, and one of his few spirit grasses flew out with spirituality, and landed in those mountains and rivers in the world, and they were also within the scope of the expansion of the seal, Yang Qingshan knew that when these spirit grasses were discovered by those juniors and disciples back then, they would use these spirit grasses to establish their own medicine garden, so that they would improve their cultivation, maybe when they came next time, a new sect would appear in their own world.

Yang Qingshan closed his eyes and smiled, just now, he saw that the immortal cultivators in the world found that they could go out of the city and fly freely in the world of hundreds of thousands of miles outside, Yang Qingshan showed a relieved smile, because no one would want to be locked up in one place all the time.

"If the old man Tianyue is here, it is estimated that he will be dead. Yang Qingshan laughed self-deprecatingly, and suddenly saw more than a dozen immortal cultivators dragging a tall stone statue and flying out of the city. Yang Qingshan was a little puzzled, thinking to himself that these people were not honest in their cultivation and life, what kind of stone statues did they make.

Yang Qingshan turned into the shape of a gust of wind and chased after him, looking dumbfounded at these immortal cultivators who put the stone statue of the old man of Tianyue on a mountain peak, followed by two smaller stone statues, which were all of his own and Ziyang sisters, and the golden boy and jade girl who were the old men of Tianyue were placed on the left and right, and finally Yang Qingshan looked at the nearly two hundred immortal cultivators with a dull face and worshiped the old man of Tianyue, and by the way, he worshipped himself and the Ziyang girl.

"Why is it the old man of Tianyue? not me?" Yang Qingshan was angry, and the wind he turned into became violent, two kinds of heavenly might, the wind and thunder condensed his tall and mighty image, and the majesty descended into this world, between the lightning and flint, overlooking the immortal cultivators below who were looking up at him.

"God...... Help me. Nearly two hundred people called out at the same time, the male immortal cultivator naturally knew Yang Qingshan, this was the eldest brother on the void gate planet back then, the female immortal cultivator only regained consciousness a few days ago, she didn't know it, but she also shouted God.

"The Buddha-figure is not here to save you, but to show you the way. Yang Qingshan said very smartly.

"Minglu, will you let us out?"

"This is a complete world, you don't need to go out, you can still comprehend heaven and earth here, as long as you cultivate to the immortal level, you can naturally leave. Yang Qingshan flickered a little weakly, he didn't want to let these people out, let them out, he had the secrets of the world before the immortal level, and it was exposed, for the current immortal cultivators, the immortal level cultivation is the standard of the world, but it is unheard of to be able to have such a huge world as Yang Qingshan.

Yang Qingshan used to know something from the old man Tianyue, the current immortal cultivators are not ancient inheritances because of their cultivation, some of them are newly created in tens of thousands of years, and they can only be regarded as magic tricks, so after they enter the immortal level, they open up a small piece of world knowledge in their minds, and a terrifying area like Yang Qingshan can only be opened up by immortal recipes, and the ** that Yang Qingshan got in the blue water blessed land back then was a lost immortal recipe, which was practiced by Yang Qingshan by mistake.

The old man Tianyue said that even if Yang Qingshan created a heavenly thunder spiritual root by heaven's will, it was also an average talent, but because of his good luck, this kind of talent became different, and Yang Qingshan became a lone seedling who practiced immortal tricks at a very young age, an unprecedented genius.

Seeing that more than a hundred immortal cultivators were looking at him stupidly like this, Yang Qingshan smiled calmly and said, "Are you worshipping this old man?"

"Yes, he is the Lord God. ”

"Lord God, ridiculous, what about the golden boy and jade girl?"

"It's the medicine boy of the Lord God. ”

"Presumptuous!" Yang Qingshan said angrily, his whole body stirred up a terrifying spiritual pressure, causing the whole body of the people kneeling down to tremble, they had never seen such a powerful existence.

"This old man is a butler. The woman was a maid. ”

"That ......"

"I am the Lord God, and this world is mine. Yang Qingshan said coldly.

"Yes, yes, hurry, hurry. ”

Nearly two hundred immortal cultivators transformed the stone statue together, and after a while, Yang Qingshan was placed in the highest position, and the purple sun beside him was turned into a maid, and the old man Tianyue also changed his appearance and became a housekeeper, seeing Yang Qingshan's satisfied smile, more than a hundred people breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Qingshan looked at the desolate peak, raised his hand, under his own divine thoughts, this ordinary mountain peak became immortal, at the same time, a radiant giant gate fell from the sky, descended on the mountain peak, and the three stone statues formed a perfect combination, I don't know why, Yang Qingshan's actions seemed to affect a certain law, Yang Qingshan felt that his brain rushed, and a powerful mental power appeared in his mind.

"What a powerful power of faith? Could it be that this gate of the gods is also related to the power of faith?"

Yang Qingshan looked at the gate of the gods suspiciously, and couldn't see any subtlety, so he simply turned this mountain peak into a pilgrimage road, with winding steps, from the foot of the mountain along the nine leading peaks, and on the top of the mountain there was also an altar built according to the indigenous tribes, Yang Qingshan left his own seed of faith, a green flame of faith.

As soon as the flame of faith fell on the altar, Yang Qingshan felt that the power of his faith was growing wildly, and just as Yang Qingshan was refining his body and mind with this sudden faith, a black seed in his body suddenly snatched the power of faith and began to sprout the root of his tongue.

"Ahh

More than a hundred people were dumbfounded, watching their "Lord God" fall straight on the altar, unconscious.

"Alright, the 'Lord God' is in trouble, let's see if we can get out. An immortal cultivator with a bit of ambition said.

"You're crazy, this is his world, even if Yang Qingshan is in a coma, we can't escape from this world, don't forget, we have to be virtuous to penetrate the seal here. Another sane immortal cultivator said.

"Hmph, what is the main god, when we were sealed by the king of the Wolf Gang, he also claimed to be a god, and the result? A female immortal cultivator sneered.

More than a hundred people discussed it together, completely forgetting about Yang Qingshan and letting him fall into a coma.

Yang Qingshan, who was unconscious, was unusually calm in his heart, soberly watching the power of faith in his body being swallowed by a black power, snatching away the power of his faith, Yang Qingshan felt that his strength was passing rapidly, Yang Qingshan knew that this was a real person in Roushui, the demon seed left in his body by the half-demon and half-human demon was doing trouble.

Yang Qingshan had no choice, he saw that half of his faith was robbed before he woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw more than a hundred people arguing around him, Yang Qingshan sneered and made a sound, stood up, and suddenly more than a hundred people quieted down, well-behaved like children.

"Don't argue, I'm not your god now, but your life and death are in my hands, you have to respect yourself, step back, and go back to the city to live your life. Yang Qingshan said coldly and majestically, and at the same time imposed a ban on more than a hundred people, erasing all their memories of themselves, leaving only their worship of Yang Qingshan, making them think that they were born in this world, and then they were at ease.

"It's long overdue. Yang Qingshan smiled bitterly, stood on the altar, and looked helplessly at the flame of his faith turning into two colors, half green and half black.

"Snatch faith with me? Hmph, weak water real person, you still don't know that I have a powerful world, let you see the power of this world. ”