Fang Hong stood on top of the city tower in Jinling, looking at the official road below him, and continued to go into the distance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoGoose feathers were falling all around, and many of the soldiers defending the city were shivering from the cold, and the time for rotation was now coming.

But Fang Hong was only wearing a few thin clothes, at most a layer of robes on his body, which made people look cold, but he didn't seem to feel it at all, the cold winter wind was like a warm spring breeze to him.

On the battlements in front of him, there was a black bowl, in which a small red goldfish swam back and forth. What is amazing is that in such a cold weather, the water in the bowl does not freeze at all, and the goldfish swims happily.

If someone stares at this goldfish carefully, they will find that the scales on this goldfish are extremely beautiful, the edges are somewhat transparent, and the red place is pure like a flame, and the tail is gently swinging, like a flame jumping.

A snowflake slowly fell towards Fang Hong. As he was about to approach his body, suddenly, an invisible force ejected him. "Whoosh. The snowflake shook suddenly, then shot out in a straight line and slammed into the battlements.

The battlements were already covered with a thick layer of snow, and when they were hit by the snowflakes, a shallow trace immediately appeared, as if it had been scratched by something hard.

After a while, the snowflakes became bigger and bigger, and the shallow traces were quickly filled in, and there was no longer the slightest abnormality. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the soldiers around them were even more unbearable, so they could only keep stomping their feet to keep some warm.

But this winter was cold, but Fang Hong didn't feel it at all. He is the king of Luotang River, the god of water, and he is naturally close to water vapor, and this heavy snow not only cannot freeze him, but makes him feel comfortable from the heart.

"Boom. In his eyes, two whirlpools suddenly appeared, as if the river was churning. And his divine body jumped away, detached from the flesh, and quietly suspended above his head.

His spirit spread out in all directions, and he ...... Two zhang ...... One mile ...... Ten miles, until twenty miles, came to an end, if in normal times, he would not be able to send his thoughts to such a far place. But now, with snow everywhere and plenty of moisture, he can lean his thoughts on the snowflakes and send them far away.

His thoughts were like silk threads, densely connected with the snowflakes around him, and he only needed to move lightly, like plucking the strings, to stir the snowflakes.

"Weng hums. In a forest far away from Jinling City, tens of thousands of snowflakes shook suddenly, and then they turned as quickly as wheels, turning into cutting power and slashing in the woods.

"Whoa. "The woods, which had originally accumulated a thick layer of snowflakes, shook incessantly, and the thick white snow fell down, startling some of the small animals that had spent the winter inside.

At this moment, Fang Hong felt as if he had turned into countless clones, in the sky and on the ground, he was everywhere, and everything was reflected in his heart.

In the depths of his eyes, there is an infinite charm circulating, as if he can see cracks one after another, like the trajectory of the avenue, which makes people can't help but want to indulge in it.

This feeling only lasted for less than a breath, Fang Hong's face suddenly turned pale, and his soul returned to his physical body in an instant.

But in such a short period of time, he felt that his spirit had been sublimated, and although his life and luck had not changed in any way, he had the illusion that he knew that I was me today.

"Whew. As soon as his thoughts turned, hundreds of snowflakes under the castle tower suddenly piled up together, turning into a broad-bladed long knife, slashing down fiercely, cutting down the snow with a deep trace. If someone were to take a look at it at this time, they would find that there was a shallow mark on the pavement of the stone slab.

Traces cut out with snow!

"Is this the real power?" Fang Hong clenched his fists, his spirit was very lacking now, his body was empty, and his head also felt like it was about to explode.

But he was very excited, he used to use supernatural powers, and they were all powered by incense to drive supernatural powers. The magic power obtained in that way is very rigid and too restrictive, and if there is no incense, he is a lamb to the slaughter.

But now it was different, the magic power he had just used didn't use the slightest incense, and he just relied on his own spiritual power to exert such great power.

The water deities are different from the deities of the earth, which are attached to the Shinto system and are equivalent to the gods of quick development. Some good people who accumulate virtue and do good deeds in their lifetimes or brave generals in the mortal world have the opportunity to become gods after their deaths. After becoming gods, they can use the Shinto system to exert great power, and the source of the power to release supernatural powers is incense.

The water gods are not, the water gods are all some ancient natural gods, such as the Dragon King of the Four Seas, they themselves have miraculous powers, and they do not rely much on the Shinto system, even if they are separated from the Shinto, they still have great power.

Therefore, the strength of the water god has little to do with the rank, even if you are a god in a well, you may have a power comparable to that of the river god Jiang God.

Although Fang Hong had just had an epiphany, he had only had an extremely short period of effort, but he had taken a new step steadily. This step apart, in fact, for many gods, is the difference between heaven and earth.

"Whew. Fang Hong took a deep breath and inhaled the incomparably cold air into his lungs, his spirit couldn't help but lift, and his originally exhausted thoughts began to recover

After about a stick of incense, all his spirits had recovered. Fang Hong shook the robe on his body and reached out to pick up the bowl.

"You...... What's your name......" He was about to leave, when suddenly, a somewhat confused voice sounded in his head. Fang Hong was startled at first, but then he found that the goldfish in the bowl was looking at him with wide eyes.

"Chen Xianrong?" Fang Hong tentatively passed a message to the past, he stuffed Chen Xianrong's soul into the goldfish's body, although his soul was preserved, but it caused a large number of other party memories to be sealed, and only about three or four years old were left. In the past, he could only barely communicate with him, but today, his mind has become more acute, and he can actually have a conversation.

"You...... How do you know me?" Chen Xianrong's memory now is about thirty years old, and at this time, he still doesn't know Fang Hong.