The King of Swallowing Heaven set off the wind and rain to cross the stormy waves, and suppressed Ning Shu on the surface of the river with a violent wind and rain, and the golden pill in front of his forehead blocked the fifty strings from falling, and he was about to behead this young man who had been entangled for a long time in the river, but he didn't expect a change.

Ning Shu held a long black nail in his hand, which was as black as an abyss, exuding bursts of evil energy.

This evil aura is amazing, and even the demonic aura on the surface of the river does not dare to approach. Soaring into the sky, the dark clouds in the night sky were scattered for a few minutes.

The Sky Swallowing King felt the piercing breath and couldn't help but be frightened.

This is a tomb nail, there is a custom among the people, all those who create sins before death, or the corpse changes after death, must be nailed to death with iron nails after being put into the coffin, so as to prevent the corpse from turning into a ghost and coming out as a disaster.

The long nail in Ning Shu's hand was held by the tomb ghost in the forest at that time, the tomb ghost was originally a spirit who borrowed the corpse to practice, the corpse was a great supernatural person before his death, he died for some reason, and the corpse did not melt after death, and after entering the coffin, he was buried with a long nail, and the long nail absorbed the evil qi of the corpse in the coffin and became a killing weapon.

After all, this black spike directly pierced Ning Shu's transcendent flesh at that time.

After returning from the northern mountains, Ning Shu asked the Yue family brothers and sisters to ask for the remaining nails of the tomb ghost, and they also brought them with them when they went south this time, and they just used them this time.

With a flick of his wrist, the long black nails tore through the waves of water and shot straight at the black shadow in the demon mist.

There was a sound of breaking the air, and the nails did not have any temperature, but the river made a red-hot iron sizzling into the water, and quickly dispersed to both sides.

What seemed to be an impregnable wall of water corroded a large hole.

The spike is like a black meteor, with an unstoppable posture, through layers of river waves, through the demon fog.

The speed was so fast that it was only a blink of an eye, and Rao is Heaven Swallowing King could only resist it in a hurry with the golden pill suspended in front of his forehead.

Just the moment of contact, a loud sound like a landslide was heard in a radius of ten miles across the wind and rain.

The villagers hiding in their houses in Nanlian Village only felt that the buzzing sound like ringing a bell kept ringing in their ears.

Ning Shu, who was in the middle of the wind and rain, retreated extremely quickly, and purple qi appeared on his body, wrapping him inside like an eggshell, resisting the spreading will.

As the first to bear the brunt of the Sky Swallowing King, it was even more tragic, the evil qi in the long nail was consumed and fell into the river, but the demon pill condensed by a body of mana cultivation was directly knocked out of several cracks, only to hear it scream, fell into the river and disappeared.

The clouds and mist on the river dissipated, revealing the mountains and forests on the opposite bank, which were still a little blurry in the rain.

The rain did not stop there, and the ripples fell in circles on the surface of the river crossed by the wind and rain.

Raining, Ning Shu slowly walked into the river temple, put the long sword beside him, and leaned against the pillar to fall asleep.

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When Ning Shu woke up the next day, he found many people standing outside the River Temple, all of them were people from Nanlian Village.

The village chief of Nanlian Village walked in front of Ning Shu with the support of Mu Qing'er, and then he was about to kneel down with his legs bent, Ning Shu saw this and hurriedly supported the village chief and said, "What are you doing here......"

The village chief only felt that there was a bluestone under his arms, and he couldn't go down at all, so he remembered that the young man was a cultivator, and then gave up the idea of kowtowing.

On behalf of every household in Nanlian Village, the old man thanked He Gongzi for saving his life. The village chief bowed down and thanked him.

"It's just that I and other mortals can make the son willing to fight with his life, this move is really unwilling, if the son really can't do anything about the demon, you can leave, don't cut off the fairy root because I wait. ”

Without waiting for Ning Shu to answer, the village chief left, but strangely, Ning Shu saw the entanglement and uneasiness in the eyes of these villagers.

Mu Qing'er stayed in front of the River Temple, looked at the little blood stains on Ning Shu's body and said, "Don't blame Gongzi He, it's just that the village chief also has unspeakable secrets in his heart, don't take those words to heart." ”

"Actually, it's not that you don't want you to get rid of the demon, but you just stick to it like this...... There are no more fish in the river for the village to catch, and all the water veins under the rice paddy fields and vegetable gardens have been drained by the wind and rain, and the neighbors are worried all day long, and they can't ...... at ease."

Ning Shu didn't speak, he already knew in his heart what was going on, he wanted to stay and never suffer for Nanlian Village, but he couldn't do it because of his own strength, so he had to stalemate like this, and such a stalemate was also a kind of destruction for the people in the village.

If this is the case, not only will his actions not save the village, but will also accelerate the destruction of the village, what is the difference between such behavior and the Heaven Swallowing King in the river?

If I used the forbidden weapon today, I couldn't kill the river demon, but I only seriously injured it, not to mention what would happen if I continued to stay.

Mu Qing'er looked at the silent Ning Shu, and felt a little guilty in her heart, she knew that this young man was different from all the cultivators who passed by here in the past, he must want to kill demons and eliminate demons, and restore peace to the village, but the reality is very cruel, and the people are not unappreciative, but they really have no choice.

"If I were him, I would have turned around and left. She thought to herself.

This is not a kind of revenge, but the villagers of Nanlian Village are afraid of this matter, because there have been too many such cases before, after those cultivators were defeated and fled, the Heaven Swallowing King would spread his anger on them, such as sealing the village, such as turning this place into a cold winter, such as cutting off merchant ships, until now the water veins are broken......

Ning Shu was not angry at the villagers' choice, he was just thinking about how to do the next thing.

The sound of the river waves came one after another, as if it was the mockery of the Heaven Swallowing King.

Ning Shu lowered his eyes, was silent for a moment, and then said slowly: "Go back and tell the village chief that I will make another move in three days, and if I can't succeed, I will leave." ”

After Mu Qing'er left, Ning Shu leaned on the pillar in the river temple.

Gods, beliefs, the power of the river......

Ning Shu had never been in contact with a living god when he was in the Divine Dynasty, and all kinds of legends about the god were all hearsay, and then slowly summarized, just knowing that the god must be believed in to have mana.

If the King of Heaven Swallowing wants to be the god of wind and rain crossing the river, he must absorb the power of incense, otherwise it is absolutely impossible to succeed.

He looked at the broken statue of the river god in the river temple and raised his eyebrows, as if he had thought of something crucial.

Yes.

Ning Shu said secretly.

Just like the inheritance of the throne in the palace, it must be that the first emperor has passed away before the later emperor can ascend to the throne, so the first thing this Heaven Swallowing King did after coming to Fengyudu was to kill the original river god, destroying the belief foundation of Nanlian Village and even the entire Qingxi Town.

The temple was covered with dust and the statues of the gods were broken.

Then there is the emanation of fear, the creation of an atmosphere of panic in the mundane, and such an emotion will plant a seed in people's hearts, which can also be adopted as a will.

The stronger the fear, the stronger the will, and if there is another sacrifice, the position of the river god of the King of Heaven Swallowing will be completed.

And whether it was Ning Shu or the rest of the cultivators, what was different from the Heaven Swallowing King was the gap in controlling the wind and rain across the river domain.

Because the King of Heaven Swallowing has obtained part of the wish power of the river god, so it can attack and retreat in the wind and rain, and it has taken advantage of the right time and place, if Ning Shu wants to win, then he must start from this aspect.

The Sky Swallowing King is only a pseudo-river god so far, and if you want to restrain him, you can become a river god before you can overpower it.

But...... Ning Shu himself cultivated the Immortal Dao, and it was inevitable that he would not be able to enter the Divine Dao.

Moreover, when he was in Jialan Mountain at that time, he had heard the fortune teller Zhang of course say that although Shinto can be practiced with the power of faith, it will be limited to the talisman for the rest of his life, which is contrary to Ning Shu's own cultivation philosophy.

More importantly, although he is doing the things of protecting the world, it does not mean that his philosophy is to protect the world.

The wooden door of the river temple has long been decayed, allowing the cold wind to blow in, and even the smell of decay blowing in.

In my ears was the thunderous rolling of the river waves.

A purple butterfly appeared on Ning Shu's fingertips, and he looked at the purple butterfly's crystal wings with a thoughtful expression.

The four wings, the lower left and right corners are full of vast runes, and only the upper two are as clear as crystals, as if waiting to be copied something.

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Three days later, one early morning.

The first rays of sunlight sprinkled through the mountains to the wind and rain across the river, and more than 100 people in Nanlian Village stood by the river, looking at the front in silence with sadness and despair on their faces.

The sacrifice, which had been postponed for many days, finally arrived.

There was a mist on the surface of the river, and dark shadows were floating in it.

It seems to be cheerful, like song and dance.

The priest in the village walked out with two babies who were still swaddling in their arms, a man and a woman, and placed them by the river, along with Mu Qing'er, who was tied.

In order to calm the anger of the demon spirits in the river caused by Ning Shu, in addition to the boys and girls, Mu Qing'er, who was the former river god's attendant, was also added.

The people of Nanlian Village hope to get a moment of respite from this.

The infant was frightened by the roar of the river waves, and the babbling sound spread, but the dark shadow in the river waves seemed more excited.

Mu Qing'er's face was calm, as if she didn't care about all this, she was ready to die from the beginning, no matter whether the young man named He Luo had ever been to Nanlian Village or not, otherwise she would not have risked the danger to go to the mountains to ask for help from the famous land.

If her sacrifice can be exchanged for the peace of Nanlian Village, she is willing.

Under the command of the village priest, the villagers carried up the prepared three birds and six animals, and threw them into the river in turn, and the smoke on the incense burner rose up, and sang the deeds of the river god in the sacrificial words.

A huge fish jumped on the surface of the river, blocking the sun from the air, and then entering the water to stir up a thousand waves.

Everyone knelt down and recited the prayer along with the sacrifice.

The animals that had fallen into the water seemed to feel the fear of death, and kept struggling, but to no avail, they were swept away by the waves and disappeared.

The chickens, ducks and geese on the shore who have not yet fallen into the water let out a terrible roar, coupled with the crying of children, the whole scene is particularly terrifying.