Chapter 456 Tragic Story and Surrender! [Add more for "Take my heirloom jade seal and smash a walnut"]!
Chapter 456: Tragic Story and Surrender!
The words of the Chishui River God were full of demagogic power, and everyone in the temple couldn't help but breathe heavily.
Magical Secret Arts!
The way to become a god!
Either way, it can make the mortal Qi Refiner crazy.
Tiger Jiao, a monster who has just broken through the fifth grade, can fight beyond the level with a [praying for rain] supernatural power, and exert the combat power of the middle stage of the fifth grade, although there is a blessing of the "snake of the gods", but the power of the supernatural power is beyond doubt.
A Qi Refiner who has mastered supernatural powers and an ordinary Qi Refiner are fundamentally two realms, and they are not the same.
If the supernatural secret art at the beginning was just exciting, but the method of becoming a god made people crazy.
In this era of Jedi Tiantong, divine power is thin, and even if you have exercises that go straight to the source, if you want to be otherworldly, transcend life and death and become a god, the difficulty of success is so great that it is desperate.
If it is not for great perseverance, great wisdom, and great luck, there is no hope for the whole life of God.
In the end, dust can only return to dust, dust to earth, and disappear with the wind in the long river of years.
And the special method of becoming a god from the gods often takes a different path, which is the main way to become a god in the world today.
It is precisely because of this that the words of the Chishui River God are so tempting, making everyone in the audience breathe heavily.
Grandma Qingqiu clenched her withered and old fist, her heart couldn't help jumping, and she looked at Yao Yun with burning eyes: "Great King, since the divine sword in your hand can cut off the shrine, then what are you waiting for, the Chishui River God is the earth god canonized by the ancient Heavenly Emperor, not an evil demon god, and it is also a great merit to be able to rescue him." ”
Grandma's whole person was a little crazy, and her voice was a little hoarse.
Among the people in the temple, everyone else is very young, Yao Yun, Cangman, and Baili Huang are all very young in the group of qi refiners, and their future prospects are limitless, even the bald dragon is very young, and the bald dragon is a real dragon, as long as the dragon horn is successfully refined, it can become a real divine dragon and travel in the eight wildernesses.
Only her longevity is exhausted, and no one is more eager to become a god than her, and becoming a god has become her grandmother's obsession.
Everyone was not surprised by Grandma Qingqiu's excitement, they were young and vigorous, without the urgency of Grandma Qingqiu, but the commotion ~ in their hearts was inevitable.
However, at this time, the bald dragon did not continue to beg Yao Yun very abnormally, but looked at the Chishui River God in the shrine with a suspicious expression, frowning and pondering, a little hesitant.
Cangman didn't say a word, and stood silently behind his own son, and everything was only seen by his own son.
Baili Huang frowned, and secretly reminded the young master Yao Yun not to cut the shrine first.
Yao Yun didn't have the idea of cutting off the shrine, and the private reminder of the bald dragon and the hundred miles of wilderness was as good as a stream, ignoring the begging of Grandma Qingqiu, but looking at the Chishui River God in the shrine with a smile.
"This shrine is dedicated to you, why did you destroy it alone, isn't there a cat in it?"
Seeing that Yao Yun didn't believe him, the Chishui River God was a little anxious, and hurriedly explained: "Alas, if it is not a last resort, this seat is not willing to destroy it, alas, it is also unlucky for this seat......"
As he spoke, the Chishui River God talked about his tragic experience.
Jedi Tiantong, heaven and man are separated, powerful gods rely on strength to ascend (the realm of the seven positive gods), and those with a relationship background rely on relationships to ascend, and his Chishui River God strength is a little worse, and the relationship is not hard enough, and in the end he has no chance to ascend, so he has to return to Hefu to continue to practice.
After the ascension was hopeless, the Chishui River God returned to the mansion to dive and cultivate, and improve his cultivation, this cultivation is to rely on the identity of the earth, to protect one side, and to accommodate the mental power of the creatures around the Chishui River, although the cultivation speed is not fast, but there is also a little bit of improvement.
However, until one day, an enemy called friends to fight in Chishui River Mansion, and the two sides had a fierce battle, and in the end, although the Chishui River God won by luck, he was also seriously injured, and Hebo Ling was broken.
Chishui River Bo Ling is the god who rules the Chishui River, the river Bo Ling is destroyed, the Chishui River God is the ability to control the Chishui River, and the spiritual power of the creatures in the waters of the Chishui River and the merits of protecting the Chishui River are all with him.
What's even more terrifying is that under the enemy's magical powers, the shrine that once worshiped him has become a cage to imprison him, and after being seriously injured, he has no power to escape the seal of the shrine.
Without the power of luck, the power of living souls, and the power of merit, he who was trapped in the shrine had no source of divine power, and naturally became weaker and weaker, weaker and weaker, and weak to the point of being bullied by little monsters.
"The dragon swims in shallow water and is played by shrimp, and this dignified Emperor of Heaven canonizes the earth, sacred and noble, but he is teased by a little monster, which is really sad!"
After the Chishui River God finished speaking, the bird's head lowered and hid his face, which was moving.
When everyone in the temple heard this, they couldn't help but sigh with emotion, and they had relatives in their hearts, if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, who would have thought that God would have been so down.
At this time, the eyes of everyone looking at the Chishui River God were full of sympathy.
At first, the bald dragon was a little suspicious of the Chishui River God's motive for asking them to help destroy the shrine, but when he heard the Chishui River God recount his own experience, he immediately believed it in his heart.
"Brother Chishui River God, don't be sad, compared to many ghosts and gods, you are also lucky, you met my family, otherwise things will not be easy to do!"
Seeing this, Grandma Qingqiu's eyes were full of joy, and she hurriedly echoed: "Yes, King, since we already know the past of the Chishui River God, let's hurry up and rescue the River God, the old man often heard the legend of the Chishui River God when he was a child, and the ancestors all said that the River God is a good fairy who is kind and kind and sympathetic to the creatures under the domain!"
Baili Huang and Cang Barbarian had no doubts about the words of the Chishui River God in their hearts at this time, and their previous suspicions had a reasonable explanation, and they couldn't find fault with them, but the two of them didn't speak, just stood quietly beside Yao Yun on the left and right.
Seeing that everyone believed his words, the Chishui River God was also happy in his heart, and bowed his hand to Yao Yun: "Little nobleman, please help, I wish me to escape from the cage, and this seat will always remember your great kindness." ”
"How do you thank Lone? It's just the secret art of supernatural powers? Do you think Lone is a person who lacks these?"
Yao Yun did not cut off the shrine with a sword as everyone imagined, but stood quietly in place, looking like he was bargaining with the Chishui River God.
Grandma Qingqiu, Baili Huang, Cang Barbarian and others were stunned, a little stunned, and took the opportunity to blackmail the gods of the earth, is this good?
Only the bald dragon showed a shyly look on his face, and looked at Yao Yun with an approving gaze.
Why didn't he think that such a desperate god was a big fat sheep, and if he didn't slaughter it, it would be intolerable to heaven!
The Chishui River God's face stiffened, and he was a little embarrassed, but looking at the mighty spiritual power and the golden light of merit on this mortal monarch, the Chishui River God wanted to cry, but he couldn't find the angle to refute it, and he was extremely powerless.
In fact, isn't the so-called method of becoming a god a method for condensing the power of living beings, the power of luck, and the power of merit?
"Yes, yes, the little noble man is born a god, and the subtle supernatural power method of this seat is indeed not enough to see. The god of the Chishui River coughed dryly, gritted his teeth, made a posture of letting go, and said very solemnly: "If the little noble man can save me, the waters of the Chishui River will be your fiefdom in the future, and all living beings will be your people!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the temple gasped, and their eyes were full of consternation.
The bald dragon's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he was very surprised: "What do you mean...... Take refuge in my family and become a worship of Xiguo. ”
"Exactly!" the Chishui River God couldn't pull his face a little, "Ahem... With the talent of the little nobleman, even if he can't win the supreme title of the Son of Heaven in the future, he doesn't care if he becomes a god and ascends, and if he can join the command of the little nobleman, it is not an insult to his identity. ”
After the myth of the Chishui River is over, the needles in the temple can be heard, except for Yao Yun, everyone's eyes are full of shock.
A god of ancient times surrendered to his own king, even if the god was weak, but he was also a decent person, who once ruled a water, called for wind and rain, moved mountains and seas, and had boundless divine power.
No one would have believed it unless they saw it with their own eyes.