As soon as he entered the small world, Lin Nan couldn't wait to sit on the throne in the temple. The oil ran out for several days and the lamp dried up, making this mountain god, who had long been accustomed to full of energy, feel extremely uncomfortable.

As he gradually entered the meditation, the pure aura surged towards Lin Nan's body like a tide. At this time, the small world, after the accumulation of these days, has already gathered a large amount of aura. But even so, under Lin Nan's frantic extraction, the density of the aura was declining rapidly, and it was not difficult to see how difficult it was to repair the divine body once it was severely damaged.

With the crazy influx of aura, the broken organs in Lin Nan's body were constantly perisquishing and entering the stage of repair. The originally pale face finally reappeared a hint of ruddyness, and Lin Nan, who was immersed in cultivation, finally felt the arrival of power again.

"Hey, no, this is the dragon vein under Changbai Mountain, how can it be in my Divine Soul Space. ”

A light sound suddenly came out of Lin Nan's mouth, and the tightly closed eyes suddenly shot out a fine light, and with the forced interruption of this cultivation, Lin Nan fell into a confused thought.

"I originally planned to wait for this recovery before going to Changbai Mountain to subdue the dragon vein, but I didn't expect it to enter my body on its own. ”

"It seems that it is the mountain range phantom in the godhead that attracts it, which can be regarded as joy descending from the sky, but I don't know whether the dragon vein entering the divine soul space is a blessing or a curse for itself. ”

Looking at the pocket-sized version of the dragon vein in the Divine Soul Space, it was desperately absorbing the energy emanating from the illusory shadow of the mountain range around the Divine Personality, and for the sake of this, Lin Nan suddenly understood it.

The mountain range phantom is originally condensed by the power of mountains and rivers, and it can be said to be the essence of mountains and rivers in its own domain. And the growth of the dragon veins is nothing more than this level of energy, not to mention that they are still the essence of the essence.

As if sensing Lin Nan's prying, the pocket version of the little dragon suddenly gave up absorbing energy, and his whole body curled up suddenly. After looking around for a while, he put on a pitiful expression, and there was a faint sense of begging.

"This little guy has actually given birth to a trace of intelligence!"

Lin Nan was surprised to see this, the legend that the earth dragon vein can produce spiritual wisdom has been passed down for a long time. But this kind of existence is all in the flood era of those famous mountains and rivers only occasionally happen, such as Changbai Mountain, although the area of the mountain range is vast, but in the flood era, at most it is just a desolate place.

The dragon veins in its body generate spiritual intelligence, which is simply a fantasy.

"It seems that someone was frantically extracted, and there was a change when he entered death, and if it were not for this, I am afraid there would be no other explanation. With a slight pause in his mind, Lin Nan muttered a guess.

Although the other party's consciousness was still very vague, Lin Nan did not dare to slack off in the slightest. After all, the Divine Soul Space is too important to him, and now that there are foreign objects pinned on him, who dares to take it lightly.

"It seems that I can only wait for me to recover the power of my soul, and then I can find a way!"

Automatically subduing the dragon vein, it is already a blessing and a curse, and without all preparations, Lin Nan will naturally not move. As soon as he thought of this, the tidal wave of aura was once again inhaled into the body, repairing the wounds in the body. At the same time, the soul power quickly merged with the realm, pulling the power of faith in the idol and surging wildly towards the mind.

After being filtered by the Godhead, those pure faith powers were quickly poured into the already extremely depressed divine souls. A feeling of comfort suddenly filled the soul, making Lin Nan gradually immersed in the pleasure of recovery.

Time passed little by little, whether it was the aura in the small world or the power of faith in the gods, they were all decreasing rapidly. When Lin Nan opened his eyes again, although the spirit in his mind had returned to its original appearance, the feeling of weakness was still transmitted outward from time to time.

"It's a pity that it's still not enough, Shinto cultivation is really still inseparable from a huge number of believers!"

A glance swept over and looked at the power of faith that was already empty in the two statues of the gods in the territory. Lin Nan shook his head slightly, revealing a little regret.

"It seems that there is only one other resource that can be used, but in this way, the idea of opening the spiritual wisdom for the demons in Shenlong Village is probably going to be postponed!"

Knowing that this was not the time to look ahead and backwards, Lin Nan's heart moved, and the little divine soul power that had recovered suddenly swarmed out and connected to the remote location of the sensing place. For a while, the huge power of faith crossed countless spaces and surged like waves.

The villagers of Shenlong Village, because they have witnessed the body of Lin Nan's god, their belief in the mountain god has already reached a very high level, and under the worship of this group of faithful believers, the power of faith condensed is huge. With the addition of these energies, the sluggish spirit quickly recovered again.

"Poof!"

Just when Lin Nan was enjoying this rare pleasure, his face suddenly changed, as if he had received a giant hammer, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly.

I saw that the original holy power of faith was mixed with a trace of black and blood-red colors. At the same time, a stream of unwilling and resentful distractions filled it one after another, and with the influx of the power of faith, it entered the divine soul space, interfering with Lin Nan's sanity.

"This is the resentment that erupts when a believer is tortured and killed!"

"Who, who is so bold that he dares to kill my believers!"

After seeing the situation in front of him, Lin Nan couldn't wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stood up with a murderous face. A tyrannical aura rose from the ground, shaking the space into turmoil.

Shinto absorbs the beliefs of all living beings to improve its strength, and when it is rapidly improving, it also contains a huge crisis itself. The power of faith comes from all sentient beings, and on the basis of this huge number, every power of faith inevitably carries a trace of distractions from believers.

And the condensation of these many distracting thoughts is bound to affect the minds of the gods. What's more, there are countless gods who have been pulled down from the altar or completely depraved for this reason.

Among them, the power of faith with resentment emitted by believers before they die is called a drug of drugs by the gods. Because it is no longer holy, if it is not careful, it will inevitably lead to a series of uncontrollable consequences.

Fortunately, because of the existence of the Godhead, most of these impurities have been blocked, and the remaining ones have not caused much harm to Lin Nan because of their scarce quantity.

"Something happened to Shenlong Village!"

Looking at the images of unwillingness and anger from the believers before they died, Lin Nan couldn't help but feel cold.