In the blink of an eye, winter has turned to spring, and although the four seasons of the Hell Islands are not very obvious, the deep greenery of the dense jungle of Scorpion Island still looks a little thicker under the spring breeze that urges everything to grow.

Standing on the endless black reef of the newly built port city of 'Wushi', wearing a gray robe made of spider silk, Zhang Lisheng turned around and shifted his attention from the endless primeval forest in the distance to the equally vast blue sky and blue sea.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly said in a low voice: "Tugla, haven't you found a safe route to the 'Angry Seas'?"

At this time, thanks to the blessing of the Vientiane who fed the 'amoeba' before the achievement of the 'Great Witch', the young man's appearance has been restored from the demon god to a human form.

Not only that, but because the supernatural power of Vientiane's 'collapse, transformation, and gathering' was actually passively activated, and the five kinds of witch insect transformation power that he had mastered before were collapsed, evolved, and converged when he broke through the witch, Zhang Lisheng had lost his other transformation powers.

This situation can be described as having advantages and disadvantages, the advantage is that as long as he maintains the incarnation of Vientiane that can be transformed into various images, he can simply rely on his body to exert all the supernatural powers of the incarnated witch insects;

The disadvantage is that he can no longer rely on the transformation of metamorphosis in a dangerous moment, and he can return to his full state in six breaths, which is equivalent to having five or six lives.

After all, in addition to the physical strength, after the soul and body are completely blended together, the young man's ability to manipulate water and earth and the ability to 'gestation' and 'repair' extended from these two forces has become as flexible as lifting hands and feet. There are very few people who can put him in danger at the moment.

With the further mastery of the divine power possessed by the ancestors of the 'Wu' Dao, coupled with his own understanding of the cultivation of the 'Wu' Dao, Zhang Lisheng naturally had a lot of insights these days, and understood that the cultivation of the 'Wu' Dao of life, death, and sacrifice is actually a matter of painstaking efforts and methods to simply use the divine power of Nuwa.

For example, the 'Shengmen' uses all kinds of secret techniques to seize the enemy's vitality and make up for the lack of itself or allies, in the final analysis, it is actually a low-level 'repair' power, which is nothing more than ordinary sorcerers can only use secret spells to seize the vitality of all things and exist in themselves. to cast buff spells. Those who truly master the power of 'repair' can make up everything with dirt as long as they have enough divine power.

In ancient mythology, Nuwa once refined earth into stone to make up for the sky, and the sky could make up for it. Not to mention the others.

Another example is the 'Door of Death', which is the selection of witch insects to ward off the enemy. It's the metamorphosis that strengthens itself. After turning around in a big circle, the purpose of the most powerful is to make the body extremely strong, divide one's own life to the powerful corpse, and turn it into a 'living corpse'.

All of this is simply imitating the conception of life. It's just that what those who master the power of 'breeding' can do with a pile of soil and a few plates of water, the sorcerers are countless times more complicated to do, of course, this is also a last resort, after all, not everyone can be like the ancient god Nuwa, kneading mud to create new species.

The practice of the most rear-end sacrifice is to exercise the soul and trace the power of the gods, and what is sought is to get the way to exert various divine powers, but in fact, everything is not separated from its ancestry, and the strongest person will definitely get the method of simply manipulating the power of water and earth.

In addition to ordinary sorcerers, for a lucky person like Zhang Lisheng who inherited the power of the great god Nuwa by extreme chance, the cultivation of the 'witch' Dao Death Gate made his body become a 'container' that could hold the souls of the gods after the transformation of six ancient insects;

And the sacrificial gate that continued to break through purely by relying on the power of faith allowed him to gradually activate the seeds of the resurrection of the ancient gods hidden in his soul, and finally obtained the abilities of the two ancient gods, completing the most critical and difficult transformation from humans to gods.

Although it is impossible to ascend to the sky in one step, whether it is the body or the divine soul Zhang Lisheng is still far from reaching the realm of the ancient gods who can exert his divine power in all the 'world's realms', but relying on the previous extraordinary accumulation, he has been able to compete with those 'witch gods' or Daomen legends who have broken through to the 'molting of the witch's shell', and this is only the starting point of his new journey.

However, even if he has grown to such a point, when mentioning the holy land of the Hellen, the 'Angry Sea Area', Zhang Lisheng's tone still faintly reveals a different solemnity.

"Great gods, those reefs are too hard and terrifying, and there are extremely bad weather, ocean currents, and sea monsters..."Hearing the tribal gods' inquiry, Wu Litou replied humbly and bitterly.

"Needless to say, Tughra, it seems that I have to go there myself. Seeing Tugla's nervous appearance, Zhang Lisheng interrupted him and said.

"Although it is very difficult to find the route, there is no need for you to do it yourself," Wu Litou was stunned for a moment, and knelt down and said, "As long as you send some more iron ships to advance slowly, I believe that the navigation chart will be drawn soon." ”

"You're worried I'm going to be in danger, Tugla. The young man smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the totem pole towering in the distance, and stretched out his left hand.

In an instant, the stone pillars on the more than 200 islands to which Wu Li belonged rose with yellow, blue, and red mottled light, and the light on the totem pole behind Zhang Lisheng was even grander, extending and converging into the palm of his hand, and after a while, an oval colorless gem the size of a pigeon's egg was condensed.

The gem was crystal clear, shimmering softly in the sunlight, and it didn't look particularly precious, but in fact it was condensed by the power of faith contributed by Wu Li's hundreds of millions of believers, and its value was simply immeasurable.

Originally, it was impossible for this kind of faith stone of extreme purity to appear, but by chance, it was done by Zhang Lisheng.

In the past, young people understood that all the successful religions on earth that have left a strong mark on history since ancient times arose because of 'preachers' with various names such as extremely devout priests and priests.

In decline, it is always because those who are supposed to serve the gods selflessly become greedy and corrupt, and seek their own selfish desires under the guise of divine power.

The Hellmen practiced a primitive religion and had intended to transform it into a more mature religious model when the time came.

But when Zhang Lisheng was able to bless people with buff spells and bestow power, he thought of the religion on the earth, but he changed his mind. It was decided not to choose sacrifices, build temples, or improve prayer rituals, but to continue to increase the already high level of devotion of believers by giving strength to ordinary believers.

Every hundred ordinary Wuli people gathered to pray could invoke all kinds of magical power that he had opened up within the scope of Zhang Lisheng's divine power network, and especially devout believers or fanatics could even invoke divine power in twenty or thirty people or even alone, such consumption would undoubtedly make the amount of faith power collected by the totem pole much less.

But this kind of unpredictable power that ordinary people directly experience with their own bodies will make them more awe and pious about their beliefs, and this model also ensures that Zhang Lisheng's theocratic rule over the Wuli tribe will never be corrupted, maintaining a virtuous circle.

This kind of harvest is undoubtedly greater than the effort in the long run, and there is also an accident that through this unprecedented massive consumption of the power of faith, the purity of the amount of faith stored in the Wuli totem pole has reached the limit, and the cobblestone that was originally the size of a bean after condensation has turned into a smooth and smooth pigeon egg shape.

The amount of faith condensed by this colorless faith stone that resembles a pigeon's egg is far greater than that of the previous bean grain cobblestone, and correspondingly, the number of believers required to produce such a stone is also jaw-dropping, and it takes about 100 million Wuli people to dedicate a day of faith to condense into a piece.

In this way, Zhang Lisheng, who has more than 160 million believers, can harvest about three gems every two days, but he has a cautious personality and long-term vision, and he will never dry up and fish until a critical moment, so he just gathers one piece every day.

"Don't worry, Tugla, with such a stone of faith, even in the territory of other island gods, I will definitely be able to exert my strongest strength," After the colorless gem was completely solidified, Zhang Lisheng smiled and put it into a huge animal skin bag around his waist, and said in a voice insistently: "Go and prepare a steamboat for me, I..."

While the young man was talking, suddenly a strange bird with a fat fleshy body and gorgeous colorful wings landed beside him at great speed, and like a solid rubber ball, it made a 'poof...' muffled sound and stopped a few times, then jumped down with a feather on the head of the leader of the native servants, prostrate on the ground and said: "Great god, a fleet of landmen has come to Hongshan Harbor.

The young landman named 'Luch', who had taken your fellow strangers with him, was the leader of the caravan, and he wanted to see you. ”

"Lu Qi..."Zhang Lisheng muttered the name that had not become too deep in his memory, and a young man wearing embroidered colorful pattern hunting costumes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tough and rough young man who liked to talk about it came to mind, and said with a dumb smile: "What does he want to see me for?"

"He said that there is something very important for you, and he is looking for news about the whole Scorpion Island. The sturdy leader of the servants replied respectfully.

"Find out the news of the entire Scorpion Island..."Zhang Lisheng's face changed, before he could control the entire Hell Sea, it was not a pleasant thing to let the people of the land know that there was a native tribe here that had conquered half of the islands.

After thinking about it, the young man walked up to the winged flesh worm and jumped on its soft back.

Suddenly, the strange bird, whose personality was obviously not as stocky and gentle as it looked, swelled up like a balloon with its round head without a neck and directly connected to its body, and its hot saliva like magma dripped from its mouth and landed on the reef with a 'sizzle...' sound, raising a faint rancid smoke. (To be continued......)

PS: This chapter mainly explains the changes in the strength of pig's feet after becoming a god