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Unconsciously, Chang Jin's divine soul had already entered the peak of the third turn of human immortals, and he was only a line away from the realm of ghosts and immortals. It's a pity that although it is a line, it is like a moat.

From the "Meditation Sutra", it is known that the threshold from human immortal to ghost immortal is a threshold, and the emphasis is on comprehension. If you don't have enough understanding, it will be difficult for you to step into the realm of ghosts and immortals in your lifetime.

Chang Jin didn't panic about this, it didn't take long for him to enter the third turn of the human immortals, so he didn't need to worry at all.

However, the change of the magic pen in his mind made him a little depressed, these days, the original growing red qi luck gradually stopped, no matter how he cultivated, there was no increase in the slightest.

He didn't know if it had something to do with the Divine Soul, or if the growth of that luck had also reached a bottleneck.

On this day, Chang Jin was reading under the lamp as usual, but he heard a rustling sound behind him.

Turning his head, he saw that the weasel was holding a mass of rags on his head, his two hind legs were erected, his front paws were arched towards him, and then a childish and hoarse voice came out of his mouth: "Childe, do you think I look like a person?"

"This ......" was accustomed to hearing the little guy's squeaky cry, and it suddenly spoke human words, and Chang Jin was startled. Monsters and ghosts can speak, he has already seen it. But it's the first time I've seen a weasel like a weasel who has not yet been transformed but can speak human words, especially since this guy has lived in his house for a few months.

Chang Jin admits that it has all kinds of magic on it, but it is so magical that it makes people feel a chill in their hearts.

"Childe, do I look like a person?" Seeing that he was silent, the weasel asked a second sentence. When I asked this, my eyes were full of longing. It was like a seven or eight-year-old girl praying to an adult.

To tell the truth, this little guy thinks that the rags on his head are like people, and he is just fooling around. At this moment, Chang Jin had already come back to his senses, and was about to open his mouth to answer that he didn't like it, but now there were tears swirling in the weasel's small eye sockets, and even the red light above its head was spreading slightly, as if he wanted to add some mana to his words.

He immediately sensed that the little guy had something else in his question, and he didn't know how to answer for a moment.

Chang Jin was thinking about it, and the weasel asked for the third time, "Childe, do you think I look like a person?"

As soon as the words came out, the red color had begun to crumble, as if there were signs of instability.

"Like!" the gods sent the ghosts, Chang Jin replied. Strange to say, when this word came out, he could see that the red qi on the little guy's head began to condense again, and it was even a little stronger than before.

"Thank you, Childe" I saw the weasel take a few steps back, stand two feet away from Chang Jin, and then roll on the ground, turning into a seven or eight-year-old little girl, with red lips and white teeth, looking very cute.

Chang Jin was just stunned, but he saw clearly that there was still a weasel on the ground, and the little girl looked like a phantom.

"What the hell is going on with you?" Chang Jin now vaguely felt that the weasel could only transform because of what he said. It's just that he doesn't understand the cultivation of the demon clan, so he doesn't know the specific inside story.

"Childe can give me a personal name, and I'll give you a detailed explanation. ”

Chang Jin thought for a while, and then said, "It's better to call Xiaoqian." ”

"That's a good name, I like it," she said excitedly, taking a few steps closer and hurriedly dodging back. Waiting for a safe distance, he bowed again and said: "Xiao Qian wrote the name of the son, I used to live in the Reclining Buddha Temple, and the monks did not kill, so it is safer to stay there." In the past, the incense of the Reclining Buddha Temple was prosperous, and after a long time, Xiaoqian got the opportunity to absorb a trace of incense and mental power, so she opened her spiritual wisdom and knew how to cultivate.

I have been cultivating for 50 years, and I met Gongzi a few days ago, listening to Gongzi's reading and those monks chanting scriptures, which can make Xiaoqian calm down, so I followed Gongzi into the house...... There are two ways for our clan to cultivate and transform into shapes, one is to cultivate the path of immortals, and to work hard for a hundred years to break through the human body. The other is to turn to Shinto, and use the power of human faith to transform into a human and become Wong Tai Sin...... Just got what Gongzi said, Xiaoqian is finally complete, and from today onwards, she will be able to absorb the power of incense. ”

Wong Tai Sin!!! This word is also very familiar on the earth, and there are often such legends in the countryside in the past, weasels become gods, very effective, and so on. Chang Jin always thought it was nonsense, but now after listening to Xiaoqian's narration, he realized that it was all true.

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth again and asked, "What do you mean, as long as we worship the Wong Tai Sin tablet, you can absorb the power of incense and improve your realm?"

Hearing what he said, Xiao Qian exclaimed: "Son, don't do it, if you worship me, it will not only harm me, but also harm Son's whole family." ”

"Oh?" Chang Jin was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say here.

"The gods must use the incense power of human beings to maintain their divine behavior, and if the incense power is insufficient, the gods will fall from the gods. In order to prevent themselves from falling, the idol can only desperately absorb the luck of the worshippers. Although Childe is a person of great luck, he can't afford to grab it like this......" Xiao Qian obviously knows a lot about Shinto, and opened her mouth to explain in detail.

After listening to her story, Chang Jin knew that Shinto had so much attention. Then he asked, "Then if you don't have the power of incense, won't you fall soon?"

"So that Childe knows that although I converted to Shinto, I didn't receive the divine talisman, so I am not a real god, and I am not subject to this restriction. ”

"Then what are you going to do?" This little guy's identity changed too quickly, and Chang Jin was really a little uncomfortable for a while.

"Childe and I have a favor, I plan to stay in Childe's house for a while, but I wish to find another temple to possess. Xiaoqian did not hide it, and told her future plans all about it.

"What kind of kindness, you kept sending prey when I was in trouble at home, and you saved Xiaoxiao twice, it's already settled, let's treat it as friends. Chang Jin didn't feel that he was helping much, just casually saying something.

In Childe's view, it is just a sentence, but for Xiaoqian, it is a consummation. Childe can know, if you answered the word 'no' just now. Xiaoqian's Taoism is about to be ruined. ”

Chang Jin was surprised again when he heard this: "So strict?" The "Twelve Floors Meditation Sutra" he cultivated belonged to the Immortal Dao Code, and he really didn't know anything about Shinto.

"Gongzi has ever heard of a word to seal the gods, the gods can appear in the world, all because of the condensation of human thoughts, people with atmospheric luck, a word can often make the gods incense prosperous, such as today's true dragon Tianzi, if he opens his mouth to seal the gods, it is Chrysostom Yuyan, and he can be canonized as a Taoist true god. ”

Chang Jin nodded, and thought of another question: "Then you will be like this in the future?"

If people see that there is suddenly a little girl of seven or eight years old in their house, it is estimated that any rumors will breed. Don't talk about outsiders, even my sister can't explain it.

"Xiao Qian wants to keep her human form all the time, but unfortunately the illusion can't be too long, at most only half an hour. And this form can only be maintained before humans with weakened yang energy. In front of people with strong yang energy, Xiao Qian can't be confused at all. Especially Childe, who is already reading and is already engrossed, I don't even dare to get close to this look. ”

The same **-year-old girl sat down and said, he really had an indescribable sense of absurdity. However, thinking that the other party had been practicing for fifty years, Chang Jin was a little stunned, and he was in love.

"What kind of realm is the river god in Qingshan Town?" he asked again.

"The realm of Shinto corresponds to the path of immortals, and it is also divided into human gods, ghost gods, true gods, heavenly gods, and so on from low to high, and each realm is divided into three turns. My current realm is the second turn of man and god. I have also been to the river temple, and most of the above areas are shrouded in red qi, mixed with a few traces of blue and black breath, which makes it haunted by green qi, indicating that it has just reached the realm of ghosts and gods, as for the black qi, it should be transformed by its own demonic energy and human resentment...... "Xiao Qian replied loudly.

After listening to her detailed explanation, Chang Jin knew that once he occupied the position of the river god, he would be bound by Shinto, and he could not wantonly kill the humans under his rule, otherwise he would have resentment.

Such a strong red qi above this river temple still can't purify resentment and demonic energy, which can only mean that the river god has taken too much human blood and eaten too much.

Thinking about it, it feels normal, that Goddess Guo is not a good thing in itself, how can the gods she worships be a god of wisdom and integrity.

"This river god has an enmity with me, if you kill the river god, can you occupy the position of the river god?" As early as when he killed Guo Shenpo, Chang Jin intended to get rid of the river god in the Baishui River, but his realm was too low at that time, so he endured it and didn't do anything.

"It's easy to occupy the position of the river god, you can get the river god talisman, but if you want to completely refine the talisman, I'm afraid it's difficult. Even if it is the river god of the White Water River, it should not be completely refined. ”

"Oh, why do you say that, what's so particular about it?" Chang Jin asked curiously.

Although Xiao Qian's realm is not high, she knows a lot about Shinto: "So that Gongzi knows that this talisman is formed by the condensation of a mountain and river water vein, which is a certificate of the gods." If there is no amulet, it is an evil spirit and will not be recognized by Shinto. When fighting with people, it is natural that you cannot mobilize the spiritual power of the mountains and rivers. This section of the Baishui River in Qingshan Town is fifty or sixty miles long, and if you want to fully control it, you must condense the Qingshui River and reach the three turns of ghosts and gods. ”

"I see......," he nodded, and asked again.

After half an hour, Xiao Qian told all kinds of Shinto. Chang Jin also had a general understanding of Shinto.

Shinto is very different from the Immortal Dao, focusing on the power of incense, as long as the incense is sufficient, then the realm ascension will be rapid. On the contrary, the incense is cold, and no matter how long the cultivation lasts, the realm has not improved in the slightest.

Moreover, when the gods fight with the enemy, they can also use the spiritual power of the mountains and rivers for their own use. However, this spiritual power is borrowed after all, and once the god position is not there, the spiritual power will be dispersed, and the realm will fall back quickly.

The Immortal Dao must be cultivated by itself, accumulated bit by bit, and the aura between heaven and earth must be integrated into itself. In this way, although the cultivation is slow, the spiritual power is really owned by himself.

From this point of view, Shinto is inferior to the fairy way.

In short, there are pros and cons.