The Zhuxian Ancient Sword turned into a ray of light and submerged into Dugu Sword's body, leaving a small white sword mark on Dugu Sword's forehead.

The second priest of the temple hurried away, he was about to rush back to the wilderness, and told the high priest what had happened here, and then the high priest conveyed it to the will of the abyss.

Several major factions who returned to Dugu Jian, and after saying goodbye to Dugu Jian, they also left.

In the months that followed, everything went according to Dugu Jian's plan.

All the sects and factions in the world were shaken, and the news of the revival of the ancient gods was soon known to the world, and even some well-informed mortals also learned the news.

……

Six months later, all factions in the world gathered in Qingyunmen.

The "Holy Spirit Sword Sect" was established, and it believed in the ancient sword god - Dugu Sword.

There are seven halls under the Holy Spirit Sword Sect, namely Qingyun Hall, Incense Hall, Tianyin Hall, Hehuan Hall, Ten Thousand Poison Hall, Ghost King Hall, and Eternal Life Hall.

Originally, each sect and sect adopted the principle of proximity and was under the jurisdiction of the nearest church.

The heads of each hall are still the leaders of the original factions, and their positions have not changed.

The Immortal Hall became the biggest winner because the name of their sect had not been changed.

Hall Master Yuyoko was happy for several days.

……

The next step after the merger of the factions is to infiltrate the mundane.

Originally, Dugu Jian planned to use spells to control the mortals of this world, but because Lu Xueqi blew the wind on his pillow every day, Dugu Jian finally gave up this plan.

Although in Dugu Jian's view, this is not a bad thing, he just makes the people of the world believe in himself, a common belief, and even reduces many unnecessary conflicts, and when he leaves this world in the future, everything will return to normal.

However, I can't stand Lu Xueqi's initiative for days.

Lu Xueqi and Shui Yue joined hands, and the master-apprentice rice bowl really made Dugu Jian feel refreshed, and finally complied with her wishes, using milder means to obtain the faith of mortals.

Based on various sects of different sizes in the world, he began to create gods.

Publicize the power of your own god, build a statue of your own god, compile various stories and legends about yourself, and so on.

More and more people knew about the existence of Dugu Jian, a god, and began to worship Dugu Jian in various ways......

This speed is much slower than the spell, but Dugu Jian estimated that with the influence of the major factions in the mortal world, in about ten years, he would be able to turn the entire mortal world into his own believers.

……

In this way, time is like water, and ten years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Dugu Jian is between Xiaozhufeng and Hehuantang, living a monotonous life of two points and one line, and his cultivation is steadily improving.

And except for Dugu Sword, the rest of the people in this world are also cultivating faster than before.

Because all the cultivators in the world have become believers in Dugu Jian, the view of the portal no longer exists, everyone can learn from each other's exercises, and with the mutual reference of the exercises of various sects, more and more people have begun to break through the bottleneck of cultivation and enter a higher realm.

Tian Buyi, Shangguan Ce, Ghost King, Poison God, Yuyangzi, Qinglong......

Many masters in the late Shangqing Dynasty have broken through to the Taiqing Realm one after another.

It is worth mentioning that Zhang Xiaofan, who used to be wooden, has now become a hot genius in Qingyuntang.

During the past ten years, Zhang Xiaofan's Dao Heart Cultivation Demon has broken through several times, and now, he has reached the peak of the Shangqing Realm, one step away from Taiqing!

……

"I heard, you have already touched the threshold of Taiqing Realm?"

Qingyuntang, Dazhufeng, Jin Bei'er was wearing goose yellow clothes, leaning on an ancient tree with a slender body, chatting with Zhang Xiaofan.

With the merger of all sects and factions in the world, the distinction between good and evil no longer exists, and outsiders who want to enter Qingyunmen only need to make a registration.

The golden bottle of Hehuan Hall became a frequent visitor to Qingyun Hall, and he came to find Zhang Xiaofan every once in a while, and the senior brothers of Dazhufeng all knew this delicate girl.

"I was just a fluke."

Zhang Xiaofan whispered, blushing, lowered his head, he didn't dare to look at Jin Bei'er's eyes, he felt that there seemed to be a magic power on Jin Bei'er's body, attracting him and making him addicted.

"Lucky enough to be able to cultivate to this realm? Then you let me get away with it. ”

Jin Bei'er Jin Bei'er chuckled, and looked at Zhang Xiaofan with her eyes, "Zhang Xiaofan, why don't you dare to look at me, you look up." ”

"I, I didn't dare to look at you."

Zhang Xiaofan whispered, looked up at the golden bottle, and then froze as if he was stupid, and then quickly looked away.

"Idiot!"

Jin Zhu'er sneered, very satisfied with Zhang Xiaofan's reaction.

"Jin Bottle, can you stop using the spell on me."

Zhang Xiaofan sighed and said, his Dao Heart Demon Cultivation is different from ordinary exercises, and as ordinary exercises become deeper, their own concentration will become stronger and stronger.

But his Dao Heart Demon Cultivation has broken through one after another over the years, but the demonic thoughts in his heart are getting deeper and deeper, and he is about to lose control of it.

"It's obvious that you have a ghost in your heart."

Jin Bei'er grinned, accepted the charm, she and Zhang Xiaofan continued to chat for a while, until the sky darkened, she still couldn't bear to leave.

She looked at the burning clouds in the sky, and then looked at Zhang Xiaofan, and finally, she still mustered up the courage and said:

"Zhang Xiaofan, the war is about to start."

Zhang Xiaofan looked stunned and said:

"How do you know?"

"Master told me." Jin Bei'er said, "The aura of the evil god is getting stronger and stronger, and the gods enshrined in the temple and our gods are about to have a final showdown." ”

Zhang Xiaofan was silent for a long time after hearing this, he already knew that this moment would come, and all the cultivators in the world knew it, and it was precisely because of this that all these years, all sects, and all people, were practicing desperately.

But when this moment really came, Zhang Xiaofan's heart couldn't help but get nervous.

"We're going to win!"

"You're right, our god will surely win."

Between the soft eyebrows of the golden bottle, a touch of sorrow was stained, and said, "However, the evil god enshrined in the Savage Temple, the power is not small, we will win, but such a victory, how many sacrifices will be required, no one knows, the two of us, may not be able to survive." ”

"......" Zhang Xiaofan listened, feeling inexplicably sad in his heart, in the future, is it possible that he will not be able to see the girl in front of him? Will he die? Or will the golden bottle die? Either way, he didn't want to see it.

"Xiaofan, I don't want to leave regrets."

Jin Bei'er's tone was unprecedentedly resolute, and her seductive eyes looked directly at Zhang Xiaofan, and said:

"When are you going to Hehuan Hall to propose?"

"Ahh

Zhang Xiaofan's body trembled, but he didn't expect that Jin Bei'er would ask such a question, and he subconsciously wanted to escape.

Jin Zhu'er blocked his way and said:

"Don't run, I ask you, when will you marry me."

"I-"

Zhang Xiaofan wanted to speak, I am willing, but when the words came to his mouth, he couldn't speak.

The demonic voice in his heart kept echoing in his ears, and the ugly demonic thoughts he had suppressed for ten years had a faint tendency to be uncontrollable at this moment.

"It's been ten years, Xiaofan, I've been waiting for you for ten years, and you've been avoiding me, why." Jin Bei'er's eyes were slightly red, "What secret are you hiding, can you tell me?" ”

"No, I can't say."

Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth, this was his biggest secret, he didn't want to be known, especially the golden bottle in front of him.

"I know that it must be very embarrassing for you to be able to keep rejecting me, but, Xiaofan, it doesn't matter, I don't mind, no matter what the reason, I won't leave you."

Jin Bei'er said softly, there was a purple light flickering in her moving eyes, she used a spell taught to her by her master, which was passed down by the ancient gods, which could silently disintegrate people's guards and find out the secrets of the other party.

She didn't want to use such a move on Zhang Xiaofan, but she had tried countless methods over the years, but she couldn't find out Zhang Xiaofan's secret, and the big war was about to start, and she had no time.

"Say it, Xiaofan, I will understand you."

"Can you really understand me?" Zhang Xiaofan's face was red, panting like a cow, he was engaged in a fierce psychological struggle, he wanted to face the truth in his heart, but he was afraid of hurting the golden bottle in front of him.

"I'll understand you, help you, say it."

"I, I want you, go-"

Zhang Xiaofan said his biggest secret with a hideous face.

The pretty face of the golden bottle turned white in an instant, and the whole person shook.