"Once you fly into the realm of heaven and man, you will not be able to survive in all difficulties."

Qiu Ping gritted his teeth, unwilling to continue reading. But his body was uncontrollable, and the third verse still spat out of his mouth, causing a raging storm to roll up around him, and the space shook endlessly.

This heavy realm can already be called an immortal ancestor.

In the Demon Immortal Road, it is called the Earth Immortal.

In the Demon Beast Dao, it is called the ancestral god.

As long as there is a shortage in the sky, even if it can be summoned into the heavenly realm, it will be ranked in the immortal class from now on.

Even if there is no shortage, you can enter the blessed land of the cave, enjoy the freedom and purity, and not be contaminated with the three calamities and nine tribulations.

Qiu Ping's body became the size of a thousand zhang in the blink of an eye, his teeth were sharp, his scales were like armor, and the golden thread behind him emitted a brilliant light, making the heavens and the earth lose their color.

But almost at the same time, the raging flames also covered his body, fueled by his flesh and blood, and burned violently.

A little spark fell to the ground, and the ghost boy didn't react, and was burned to ashes by one of the sparks.

The ghost boy who had beaten Qiu Ping before and had no power to fight back, couldn't even hold up some of his current aftermath.

"Boom!"

Qiu Ping's body swelled and exploded out. The flame ignited by the high concentration of Yuan Qi as fuel almost had the power to destroy the heavens and the earth.

If he is in the outside world, I am afraid that the entire Changning County will be destroyed.

Qiu Ping is dead.

He died so many times in Huangquantai, but this is the first time he died.

After a few breaths, Qiu Ping's body recovered, and his realm retreated back to the [Ancestral Aperture] realm again, but soon, his mouth was frantically reciting the poem again, and in the blink of an eye, he went straight to the [Holy Fetus] and [Yuan Body], and finally turned back to the innate and became the ancestral god.

After several times in a row, Qiu Ping was completely speechless.

ARE YOU STUCK IN A BUG?

After the Liutu General Fu killed himself, Huangquantai resurrected himself. But after the resurrection, he was killed again, and then he continued to be resurrected.

It's endless.

But Qiu Ping didn't know what the solution was, and seeing that it didn't seem to hurt, he didn't care about it.

That ghost boy is really pitiful, every time he is resurrected, he is killed by Qiu Ping in a snap of his fingers.

After all, Qiu Ping's strength is now constantly switching between [Holy Fetus] and [Ancestral God], even when he is the weakest, not a ghost boy can touch porcelain.

This repetition over and over again was really boring, and after Qiu Ping yawned, he found a benefit in his current state.

That is, his realm has improved, and he can look at his previous cultivation route and supernatural magic techniques in turn, and he can get many ideas for improvement.

"Huh? Isn't that exactly the same as the previous inexplicable supernatural optimization? ”

Qiu Ping slapped his head, this was even closed.

This time, Qiu Ping was happy.

Before, he didn't trust the magic power that this talisman gave him to optimize, so now I rely on the high realm to optimize it myself.

Although his high realm was also forcibly lifted up by talismans.

……

Qiu Ping opened his eyes, and a strong sense of disparity came to his heart, and at this moment he gave birth to a feeling of heaviness and filth.

After returning to reality, he is still in the previous [Ancestral Technique] realm.

What [Holy Fetus] and [Yuan Body] are all false, everything is just a simulation of Huangquan Taizhong.

The only thing to gain is the understanding of spiritual practice from high-level thinking.

He is like a reincarnated and reborn cultivator, re-following the path of lower-level cultivation, avoiding many mistakes and shortcomings.

"But this thing is still too weird and weird, and I still have to find a way to solve it in the future" In Qiu Ping's sea of consciousness, there was still a talisman in the center of his soul.

If it is revealed in reality, he will definitely be turned into ashes like the Huangquan Terrace.

But in reality, if you die, you are really dead, at most like a fat catfish, there is still a soul left.

Then he can only become a ghost and god route, and if he wants to improve again, he can only rely on the Shinto system.

Countless thoughts flashed through Qiu Ping's mind, and he originally wanted to go to Hebo to ask about this talisman.

But now that Fu Zheng is stuck in the Huangquan Terrace, these things are not easy to explain, so he can only give up.

There was nothing to do, and he didn't continue to practice, but instead grabbed the [Dingshui Bead] suspended above the temple, and began to sort out the water veins of Huangao Village.

He has been tired a lot these days, and if he continues to paddle, I am afraid that Chenghuang and Hebo will not be able to pass the assessment.

The Dingshui Bead was suspended in front of Qiu Ping's body, and his divine power was infused into it, and his thoughts instantly filled all the river veins within a radius of ten miles.

The two priesthoods of [Living Water] and [Nectar] work secretly, and their divine power is like a grate, sweeping through the underground rivers and surface ponds, and a large amount of impurities and dirt are filtered, leaving only a clear and clean stream of water flowing slowly.

Under the urging of his secret divine power, a part of the water vapor rose up, moistening the earth.

Now that spring has entered completely, the wheat seeds planted last year have grown tall, and the earth is green. After absorbing the water nourished by Qiu Ping's divine power, their stems grew taller and their roots stronger.

I still remember that when he first served as the well god last year, he was tired and tired every time he combed the water veins, and it was amazing to be able to comb two or three times a day.

Where can it compare to now, with a little thought running, you can comb through the water veins under the entire village.

If he really gave up his cultivation time, he would probably be able to comb it 1,280 times a day.

It won't be long before the ancient well he is in charge of will be able to give birth to miracles, so that the well water can be used for all kinds of wonderful purposes.

But if he really wants to do this, he must first go to the city god to report, lest the higher authorities think that you are deliberately trying to trap the people and disturb the Shinto order.

This matter can be big or small, ranging from a few reprimands to treating you as a wild god of obscenity, or beating or killing.

Therefore, Qiu Ping did not dare to cross this red line.

"If the source is clear, the flow will be clear, and if the source is turbid, it will be turbid......"

"Up the entrance, Nanchen Beidou, day and night Xuanji condenses the dew......"

Qiu Ping used the two priesthoods of [Living Water] and [Nectar] several times, and another piece of information came out of thin air in his mind.

With a little understanding, his control over these two priesthoods increased slightly.

Qiu Ping couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, the improvement of the supernatural power spell is okay, this divine function is the embodiment of the rules of heaven and earth, although the form of expression is similar to the divine power technique, but its essence is actually more similar to the tool magic weapon, as long as the person holds the divine power can operate.

But the general talisman can even be improved at the same time.

It's like a sharpshooter, you have to say that your head is higher than others, but you can't even shoot more powerful than others.

The power level is determined by the gun itself, regardless of the user.

Again, this is not playing a game.

But such a thing that violated common sense was happening in front of Qiu Ping's eyes now.