Feng Yiyang tidied up his clothes, transformed into an extremely handsome face, and put on a posture of an immortal crossing the river, the face project must be done well, no matter how angry he is in his heart, now is not the time to lose his temper, hold back, handsome is right.

However, then there was a cry from the riverside that shook the earth.

"The river god has appeared!"

"The river god is here."

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Feng Yunyang's face darkened when he listened.

Lao Tzu is the big man who pardons the gods, and his future status is comparable to that of the lord of the human world, which can be compared to a small river god.

It's terrible to be uneducated, and you can't even make a fool of yourself.

But looking at the scene on the shore, Feng Yiyang really couldn't be happy.

"This is the people's fat and people's ointment of the red fruit."

"The true god is not revealed, the evil god is in charge, a mess of words."

"Ancestor, our Qingping Immortal Sect's great fairyland hasn't invited a few pillars of incense yet, tsk, sure enough, this world is still alive and moist by evil gods."

Feng Yiyang looked at the golden statue on the altar, his face was sour, and the swaggering goddess, the villagers who were shouting passionately and bravely all over the shore, and suddenly his eyes became unkind.

Yu Jian's cuffs rose and fell in Fengyunyang's cuffs, and the voice that came out became more and more angry.

"This demon is a calamity to people's hearts, and people's hearts are demonic, but they are broken."

"Ancestor, when our incense merit Shinto was born, let's start with the villagers within a radius of 100 miles."

Feng Yiyang's hands drooped, and he walked calmly along the river in dark colors.

But Ji Zixuan knew that this was a sign that Qingping Ancestor was going to make a move.

It seems that today is the time for the birth of the incense fire god.

The girl couldn't help but sigh, the big guy is hard work, not pretending to be forced...... Forehead...... On the way to slay demons, it is on the way to eliminate demons.

The laity are ignorant, the villagers are honest, they don't know, they don't know reason, they don't believe in the heavenly avenue, they only believe in this evil way.

"The old man of the river god appeared, and ten miles and eight towns sent three sacrifices this year."

"Please enjoy it, Lord River God! Bless me to cross the river for ten miles and eight towns this year, the wind and rain are smooth, and the wind and waves are calm. ”

The goddess lay on the ground, brandishing her strange robe, and looked at the river with her peripheral vision.

The villagers of ten miles and eight towns, when they heard it, dared to be a little lazy, and bowed their heads one by one, for fear that their slightest collision would attract bad retribution.

Normally, at this time, the river god will roll up a huge whirlpool in the river.

Then they threw the sacrifice prepared today into the mouth of the river god, and this year's river god sacrifice was completed, as long as the river god did not cause trouble to the rivers of ten miles and eight towns, people and gods were safe. As for the life or death of the unlucky people involved here, who cares.

In the eyes of the simple villagers, the wind and rain are greater than everything, even if it is a loss, or a few people can accept it.

After all, if this mortal does not respect the river god, he will definitely incur retribution, this is something that the gods have been preaching for generations, I remember that decades ago, the river burst its banks, the flood washed everything, and countless deaths and injuries.

But in the second year, the river god was worshipped, and the river was more peaceful.

Decades of worship are like a day, and deep-rooted ideas cannot be changed overnight.

But this time it turned out to be a person?

And there are no river whirlpools and huge waves?

Everything seems extraordinarily weird, but the goddess is a goddess after all, and she looks extremely well done.

In her opinion, no matter who this person is, as long as she believes that this is the river god, then in the eyes of the villagers in ten miles and eight towns, this is the supreme river god.

"This is the appearance of the river god, this is the true body of the river god." The goddess shouted loudly to the surroundings with a solemn face.

But in the heart of the goddess, she was also very shocked, it was the river god who had been fed by secret methods for decades, but how did a person appear today, could he really have attained the Tao and turned into a god?

If that's the case, wouldn't she also be able to ascend to heaven and become that immortal together!

The river god is a real god, compared to her little person who has been abducted and deceived, it is as big as the sky, and it is not something that people can resist at all.

The goddess bowed again and chanted the trumpet of the river god: "Ho ho." ”

The entire shore was chanted by everyone.

However, when he looked up again, he saw a thunderbolt coming down from the sky.

"Bang~"

The goddess didn't even have time to react, and was shattered by this thunder fire and turned into a pile of ashes.

Now, the goddess has really ascended to immortality.

All the prostrations and prayers, the continuous drumming, suddenly disappeared in this instant.

Thunder and fire!

This is a divine technique that can only be controlled by gods, and it is a heavenly punishment!

It's God, rain down the thunder!

The Daoist's cold eyes swept over, and everyone felt cold all over their bodies.

"Haha, Lord Qingtian."

"That dead woman is really damned."

"Good to die!"

"Good to die!"

The square-faced man sat up suddenly, the corners of his mouth overflowing with blood, but his voice was extremely loud.

All of a sudden, the crowd was blown up.

"The goddess is dead, the goddess is dead." At this time, everyone came back to their senses, and the people on the altar dispersed in a hurry and retreated from the high platform one after another.

Everyone looked at the Taoist in front of them, and everyone's eyes suddenly burst out.

"Immortals!"

"Quick, get down on your knees!"

When the patriarch saw it, he immediately trembled and beckoned everyone to kneel.

Immortals can rule the heavenly thunder, aren't they immortals?

"The demon has been removed, and the true god will return to his place in a few days, and when he needs to sincerely worship the true god in the future, let's disperse now."

"To receive the true God, all you need is a pillar of incense."

"This golden statue comes from ten miles and eight townships, and it is returned to ten miles and eight towns, and the chief is well placed and resettled, and if the true god returns to the throne and finds injustice, the thunder will wait."

Feng Yunyang immediately played the signboard of the incense god.

"Obey the decree of the immortals!"

The lieutenant hurriedly stood up.

The lively sacrifice ended in such a hurry.

"Fang Jin, do you know where the gods are?" Feng Yiyang said to the ghost standing in the void.

Originally, people died like a lamp going out, everything was vain, and they escaped into reincarnation.

But if you have a huge grudge or regret before you die, you can keep your soul and turn into a lonely ghost.

And the same is true of the square-faced man in front of him, who died and became a ghost.

But this ghost has a wisp of merit around him, and meritorious ghosts are rare.

"Immortal Venerable's mouth is Tianxian, and God is in Immortal Venerable's mouth." Fang Jin turned into a ghost, and was more sensitive to the personality sense on Feng Yiyang's body.

"What a clever guy who can pat on the back." The girl peeked out of her windy cuffs.

"You?" Fang Jin was just a little ghost who had not been born for a long time, and his knowledge was only that little bit of knowledge, but now that there were suddenly more people, he was even more stunned.

"The deity named you the river god who crosses the river, do you dare to accept it?" Feng Yiyang looked at this little ghost and said with a serious expression.

"River God?"

"But I can't swim, I've never waded into the water." Fang Jin still regarded himself as a human being, and he did not ease his mind for a while.

"Brother dei, you're a ghost, you're still afraid of drowning!" The girl stroked her forehead with one hand and said sarcastically.

"yes, yes, I'm already a ghost!"