After nearly a quarter of an hour of chaos, Yan Shun's mastery of the city god had failed, and the shattered light curtain seemed to be mixed with dots of golden divine light, like grains of golden gold scattered in the morning light.

The whole area was surprisingly quiet, not only because it was not yet clear, but also because the whole city was sleeping under the cover of night. What's more, after a slap just now, dozens of surrounding households felt a slight shaking through the strict blocking light curtain. Even when the morning sun first appeared, many families chose to curl up in their houses, quietly waiting for the sun to shine.

A scarred kitten (mī) burped, then wiped the shiny golden powder from the corner of its mouth, and then (shēn) dodged into the courtyard of a deep house.

"Hey, are you still alive dead loach?"

"Don't worry, you can't die, it's just the soul of a small Tianmen god general~~"

"But how do I feel that your breath is getting weaker and weaker?"

"I'm probably too tired, brother needs to get a good night's sleep."

After a tragic battle, he finally completed the Jedi counterattack in the condition of the loach trying his best to use the secret art (qíng), but the victory in this battle was too miserable, and after the first battle, Qin Fengsui (shēn)'s magic weapon was almost completely destroyed except for a green spirit bead.

What made him feel especially sorry was the small transformation pill that he had stored in the Qiankun bracelet, and because of this battle, it was all turned into residue in the end.

"If it's ruined, it's ruined, you kid still devoured so many golden light souls for nothing!"

"Is that stuff very tonic? It's not tasty at all!"

"You kid is really a typical loser~~"

The loach's tone became deeper and lower, obviously to the point of exhaustion, but in the end, it bitterly warned Qin Feng not to leave this Tu Mo City for a short time.

One is because although Yan Shun is dead, his foundation for hundreds of years is still there, and he can take this opportunity to take his City God Temple as his own, not only can he rely on this place to cultivate, but also dig deep to find out whether this black-hearted City God has hidden some good things that cannot be exposed.

Another main reason is that after Qin Feng killed Yan Shun, he was very lucky to get the two imperial edicts on Yan Shun (shēn). In a short period of time, these two edicts can be controlled by a secret method (cāo), and many wonderful benefits can be reaped.

"Oh, it turns out that there are so many tricks to kill a Righteous Order Conferral Gods? It seems that I am going to stay for a while, and I will ponder it carefully. ”

Qin Feng said a lot about this conversation with the loach, some words made Qin Feng suddenly appear enlightened after experiencing this fight, some words Qin Feng just accepted but did not particularly agree, and some words Qin Feng still seemed to be a little incomprehensible~~

As the sound of the loach became more and more weak, and finally fell into a state of silence completely, Qin Feng sighed helplessly, and then dragged the scarred tiger body through the streets and alleys to Yan Shun's City God Temple.

Although Qin Feng's injuries are not light, fortunately, his bone refining technique has been completed, so he can expand and contract from (shēn)'s (shēn) body at will. Qin Feng tried his best to shrink his tiger body to less than half a meter, which at first glance looked like a red kitten. In this way, he slipped into this dilapidated city god temple.

The rising moon and the falling bucket turned to the stars, and Qin Feng, the red kitten, was quietly entrenched on the already tattered appearance of the city god. This is undoubtedly the best place to attract Jing Yuehua in the entire Tu Mo City.

Even if it does not have the abundant aura on the mountain, this City God Temple is also a treasure of feng shui, and the unique geographical location originally made all kinds of ghosts and spirits in the city coveted.

Occasionally, one or two high-tech and greedy imps came to the door with the luck mentality of seeking wealth and danger, but they were all dissipated by Qin Feng's waving hand, and for a while, there was no longer the slightest greedy gaze peeking at this place.

Qin Feng had unconsciously cultivated in Tu Mo City for a year, and during this time, there might occasionally be some gossip circulating in the streets and alleys.

Rumors began out of nowhere, and some people said that they saw a dancing ghost fire at midnight, and in the streets near Xiaocone Lane, they would come out to swim (dàng) every midnight, and devour some small domestic animals in Ping, and occasionally make some strange noises through the window to tease those unrestrained beautiful women.

Even if there have been a few Tu Mo swordsmen who swore that they wanted to punish evil, promote good, and make decisions for the people, almost all of them were thunderous and rainy. Most of those pretentious Tu Mo swordsmen have experienced an incredible encounter, or fled in panic, or died down, or kept silent~~

So after the vast autumn of wind and sand, and ushered in the cold and severe winter of frost and snow, Qin Feng still hovered in this dilapidated City God Temple and did not leave. The already dilapidated City God's Golden (shēn) Dharma Aspect was now completely polished by Qin Feng, and not even a single crumb containing divine power was left.

This (rì) Qin Feng lazily crouched in the dilapidated City God Temple, basking in the warm sun, and when he had nothing to do, he grabbed two tokens from the Qiankun bag and looked at them carefully.

It is said that the golden token is the exclusive edict of the gods, and once it is fused, it is equivalent to being recognized by the gods, and it has an official name in the records of the gods. And the black edict is a demon edict from the devil (diàn).

Once you can fuse these two edicts, you will have a magical power that is closely related to the local edicts, and that is to master the world. As the name suggests, you can arbitrarily block the area within the scope of your own edict through the blessing of the edict, although it cannot form an exclusive domain that is completely beneficial to you, but at least it also shows the power of control over this place.

Fortunately for Qin Feng, Yan Shun's position as a city god was very embarrassing, although he nominally accepted the edicts of both the Divine Court and the Demon (diàn), it was a pity that the special area of Huangning Mansion was now neither within the territory of the Divine Court, nor was it under the control of the Demon (diàn).

Therefore, the Imperial Decree Imperial Book can only exert some superficial supernatural powers here, such as mastering the crude supernatural powers of Qiankun. If it is changed to the absolute sphere of influence of the other two parties, whether it is the local city god or the land and the stove king, they can all pull the local luck and thus bless their own supernatural powers.

In particular, in addition to the edicts issued by the regular gods or demon spirits, there is also the official seal of the god of the mountains and rivers (shēn), which is a high-quality magic weapon, and the seal can mobilize different numbers of guardian soldiers or defensive monsters according to the level.

"It's a pity, these two edicts are good things, and you have to find a decent seller to exchange them for spars, otherwise it will be a disaster to keep them in your hands after all"

Thinking of this, Qin Feng stupidly put away the two edicts, and then stood up (shēn) to take a look at the (shēn) fiery red fur, in just one year, after devouring the fragments of the city god gold (shēn), absorbing the unique (rì) essence moon flower in Tu Mo City and the remaining incense luck in the city god temple, at this moment Qin Feng was only one step away from the blood refining masterpiece.

Now Qin Feng was waiting for an excellent opportunity, this opportunity did not come from the city, but appeared outside the city, that is, the demon clouds that would erupt every once in a while crossed the boundary, thus causing the entire Tu Mo City to be covered by the violent demonic wind and sand.

Since he was planning to cultivate the demon body, it was an indispensable process to accept the baptism of demon qi. Therefore, Qin Feng planned to take advantage of the demonic qi riot caused by the demon cloud crossing the realm this time, so as to successfully fuse the demonic fire source with the demonic qi and then completely refine the bloodline Dacheng, so as to enter the formal transformation state, and from then on, there was no longer a need to rely on the small transformation pill.

Just when Qin Feng was entrenched in the dilapidated City God's Temple, quietly swallowing (rì) the essence of the moon, and carefully experiencing the ordinary life of the border town, at the gate of heaven that completely separated the Giant Spirit Kingdom from Huangning Mansion, there was a big man in a python robe standing tall, his eyes were blazing, like the moon and stars reflected in it.

Not far from the side of the python-robed man (shēn), there was a linen-clothed scribe with a hemp rope tied around his waist and a pair of coarse linen shoes on his feet.

The python-robed man and the linen scribe also stood at the head of the city of Tianmen Pass, the two were only ten zhang apart, but they gave people the feeling that the sky was high and the water was far away, and they seemed to have no communication.

At this time, the Tianmen Pass slowly opened, and first a pair of cavalry soldiers who looked like soldiers galloped out, and one after another, more than ten horsemen rolled up bursts of sand and dust, turning into sharp arrows and heading straight towards Huangning Mansion.

Then there were seven or eight Mai boys who walked out, including men and women, but they were all handsome and handsome, each carrying a simple long sword on their backs, and the group went straight to Huangning Mansion along the official road in a regular manner.

In a small wine shop marked with the name of a century-old store at the gate of Tianmen Gate, a pair of little brothers and sisters were drunk by a lazy drunken nose man and carried two huge wine jars, and also stepped on the official road to Huangning Mansion.

A little beggar leaning in the Tianmen Pass under the bright sun twisted out two extremely inconspicuous little fleas from his fluffy hair, and then threw them into the air, and then turned into two black silks hanging on the begging stick in his palm, humming a lazy ballad, and also walked out of the Tianmen Pass step by step~~

All kinds of pedestrians came one after another, and the barren mountains and rivers that had long been abandoned sprouted a little sultry (chūn) meaning in which one, so that so many greedy (shēn) shadows quietly gathered and slowly gathered~~

The wind rises from the gate of heaven, I don't know if this wind is the meaning of the thunder released between the breath and breath of some big people, or a shameless red face and troubled water babbling nonsense on the pillow, and finally set off an inexplicable storm and clouds.

For a while, on the official road connecting Huangning Mansion and Tianmen Pass, some people sang the jerky minor tune that originated in the pass and hummed it was annoying, some people talked and laughed and pointed to the country but only saw the shattering of a place, some people looked down and sniffed the wildflowers on the side of the road, and seemed to smell a stimulating smell of blood, and some people sat firmly on the side of the road, waving their hands as if they wanted to draw a thousand miles in the air~~

Qin Feng, on the other hand, was still looking at the roof that had already broken out of the big hole, and with his most comfortable swallowing momentum, he gathered the poor (rì) moon essence, allowing that trace of energy to slowly fill his (shēn) fiery red supple fur.

Shangyang City is less than 100 miles away from Tu Mo City, and it is also a relatively remote city among the nine cities of Huangning Mansion, this is not a very prosperous city, few outsiders walk in it, and the business in the city is not very prosperous A few small inns, now they have successively lived in a lot of outsiders.

Especially in a small shop called Shangyun Inn, he was suddenly surrounded by thirteen samurai riding tall horses, and the innkeeper was a little worried in addition to being surprised.

Because the horses ridden by these thirteen warriors are so eye-catching, the blood-red fur of the whole body is really eye-catching, and the most peculiar thing about these thirteen horses is that there are several rather thick red whiskers on the horse's head, which at first glance looks even more extraordinary.