Fang Hong's physical body has a self-protection mechanism, when his divine body is out of his body, once someone shakes his physical body, his divine body will instantly return to his body. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info this is also his instinct, otherwise when his body is out of his body, someone hurts his body, then he will have to completely become a yin god.

He's glad he had such a mechanic, otherwise he would have just been planted there. I don't know what it was just now, it was so terrifying.

Fang Hong looked up at the sky again, above the sky at this time, the huge river had receded, and the broken boat had disappeared without a trace, whether it was the yin world or the yang world, it was empty, it seemed that everything just now was an illusion.

"Hallucination...... Fang Hong's gaze opened and closed, and a miniature river several feet long appeared in front of him, and in this river, countless subtle rays of light could be seen, which were lotus-shaped river lanterns. Each river lamp exudes a solemn and quiet atmosphere, which makes people can't help but think of the dead.

None of this is an illusion, he has become the river monarch of this Yin River, and the place where he is is is the dojo.

"Old Man Lin, who is this son? How come I have never seen it?" The Qingyuan Taoist priest on the side also noticed Fang Hong. It's good that I don't see it, but when I see it, I have a shocking feeling.

Generally, Taoist priests will have some qi looking techniques, although they are far from the supernatural powers that can observe people's luck and luck, but they can also judge a person's life state through physiognomy.

Fang Hong's eyes were focused, his flesh and bones were well-proportioned, and there was a faint brilliance shining on his skin, and his movements were natural and vivid. This is placed in Taoism, a proper cultivation material.

Although in these years, there is not a single thing that can be cultivated in cultivation, there is certainly no mistake in the records in the classics. Moreover, in Qing Yuan's heart, there were deeper plans, and the appearance of such a cultivation material as Fang Hong was undoubtedly an excellent opportunity for him.

"This is my grandson Fang Hong, Fang Hong, who came to see Daoist Qingyuan. Lin Jingyuan laughed and introduced Fang Hong to Qingyuan. In his mind, since his grandson likes to read those idle books, he probably will have a common language with Qingyuan Daoist.

Fang Hong nodded towards Qingyuan, but didn't say a word. He is a god, and he can see that this Qingyuan is not pure, so he instinctively dislikes it.

Qingyuan didn't notice Fang Hong's thoughts, seeing such a talented and beautiful jade, he was happy to hunt in his heart, so he wanted to pull Fang Hong to say a few more words.

But Fang Hong didn't want to pay attention to him at all, turned around and walked to the offering table, stretched out his hand and took out a few pillars of incense, lit them with fire, bowed slightly, and then turned to leave.

Fortunately, he worshiped the head of the water official this time, that is, Dayu, otherwise, if he worshipped this time, the entire offering table would have collapsed.

Being hung by Fang Hong like this, Qing Yuan's face was a little embarrassed, and a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in the depths of his eyes. Fang Hong, it turns out that his name is Fang Hong.

"The juniors are reckless, don't be surprised by the Qingyuan Dao Chief. Old Man Lin was thoughtful and also saw this scene. He couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart, why was Fang Hong so weird today, he wasn't like this before.

"It's okay, Old Man Lin, tomorrow I will set up a fast and dip in the ritual of the Taiping Temple, and I hope you can participate. Qingyuan smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened, and regained his free and easy bearing.

"This is natural, the dojo of Taipingguan is a rare event, and I will definitely participate in it. Lin Jingyuan laughed, October 15 is the Christmas of the Emperor Shuiguan, and almost all Taoist temples will hold ceremonies, but the Taiping Temple is the avenue view of Taiyuan City, and the momentum is very strong.

"Then I'll wait for you to grow old. Qingyuan nodded, and after a few more words with Lin Jingyuan, he finished today's sacrifice, and then led a few Taoist children to the place of Taipingguan.

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"My peace of mind is the dojo. Fang Hong returned to his room, his eyes were a little dim, just now in the netherworld, he exploded with all his strength, and he had already damaged himself. With a wave of his hand, a river appeared in front of his body, and his divine body threw himself into it, and a trace of nourishing power converged towards him.

This is the benefit of refining the Yin River, he takes the river of the Yin World as the foundation, condenses the talisman seal, becomes the Yin River Monarch, and the power is collected by himself at any time, even if the divine body is damaged, he only needs one thought, he can be nourished, and the speed of recovery will be greatly accelerated.

In just a moment of incense, his soul felt filled with strength, and his strength had almost recovered. When he was in Yingzhou City, he drank a big tonic for three days before he could barely replenish his body.

After his body was almost recovered, he had time to quietly look at his Yin River. He has now become the master of the Yin River, and everything in it is meticulously revealed, and there is no hiding from him.

"These river lanterns are used to ferry souls, and I don't know where the souls that have been taken will go. Fang Hong grabbed it casually, and a river lantern appeared in his hand, of course, in reality, there was nothing in his hand.

This river lamp seems to be folded out of red paper, and the lamp oil inside is the power of incense, the flame is produced by burning incense, which has the effect of calming the soul, and the soul can be kept for a long time without collapsing when it is ingested.

Although he didn't know what the origin of this thing was, Fang Hong dared to guarantee that this thing was definitely not generated by Heaven and Earth itself. Now that the underworld is gone, there is no one to dominate the reincarnation, and all the souls are reassembled from fragments, and there is no need to preserve them in this way.

"The power of incense, is it a god?" Fang Hong noticed the lamp oil in the river lamp, in this world, only gods need incense. This lamp oil is made from incense, which should have something to do with the gods.

"It's just...... Are there any other gods in this world? And where did they go?"

You must know that in the original Shinto, there were many yang gods, they could manifest out of thin air, abandon the incense, and be immortal, how could they die so easily? What happened back then?

Fang Hong didn't have a clue about this matter, since he didn't have a clue, he didn't have to think about it. He never wants to think about these things that have no heels, and the more you think about it, the more you think about it, it will only confuse your thoughts and make you lose your bearings.