There are three rivers under the sacred mountain Kunlun, which have existed since the beginning of heaven and earth.

Among them, the source of the three rivers is a pure land that is inaccessible, and three waters originate from here, which are the Jing River, the Huai River, and the Tongtian River.

The radiation range of the Jing River basin is quite large, there are many branches, the trend is in the southeast direction, along the way through the Shen Dynasty Shuzhou, Quzhou, and then flow through the southern countries into the sea.

Along the way, countless soils have been blessed and countless living beings have been nurtured.

During the years of the famine, the Terran tribes that had not yet grown up at that time relied on these waters to gradually prosper, and countless races showed their prominence in heaven and earth because of this.

So that after endless years, this place has not been exhausted, and the Jing River has witnessed every change in this world.

When the Emperor of the Demon Clan established the Heavenly Court in Buzhou Mountain, he had divided the gods of heaven and earth, among which the Jinghe god was among the best among the three hundred and sixty-five star gods, and the Lingxiao Treasure Hall in the nine heavens of the later generations had also been divided into the position of the dragon king of the Jinghe River, specializing in the waters of the world, which shows the importance of the Jinghe River between heaven and earth.

Later, the ancient heavenly court disappeared, and all the gods disappeared into heaven and earth with them, and the way of God declined.

The true god disappeared, and the divine position between heaven and earth was vacant, so all kinds of creatures who wanted to practice with the help of Shinto gave up immortal immortality and began to practice Shinto faith instead.

This situation did not last long, the establishment of the Divine Dynasty, unified a large area of land in the Central Plains, and gradually abolished the Shinto system in the territory, liberating the imprisoned beliefs of the mundane, known as freedom of belief.

At this point, the inheritance of the gods only existed outside the Divine Dynasty, especially in the southern countries.

There is a place called Fengyudu in the basin of the Jing River flowing through the Nanmarsh country, which is located on the edge of the Nanlian Village of Qingxi Town, the green mountains and clear water are sandwiched between the banks, the clouds and mist are shrouded all the year round, even in the countless tributaries of the mighty Jing River, it can be regarded as a cave in the blessed land.

Because here for the benefit of a side of the water and soil, so the local people rebuilt a river temple here, completely in accordance with the standards of the ancient period, year after year and month sacrifices, the smell of incense is endless, and somehow, maybe there are living beings who want to practice with the help of willingness, or maybe it is the belief of the gods, in short, this wind and rain has a real river god.

The river god is not a heavenly edict, but he has never done anything that has caused trouble, but often appears to help the people around him.

This is a means of divine denunciation, taking the power of faith for one's own use and feeding back to the mortals who come to pray, and reciprocal coexistence.

And now, the statue in the river temple in Nanlian Village has long been damaged and dusty, and there is no incense anymore, replaced by a young man in Tsing Yi standing in front of the river temple.

Or the purple butterfly that flies in the waves.

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This rain has been falling for a long, long time, and the river has already overflowed the banks of the river in the wind and rain.

The sky changed from gloomy at first to oppressive darkness later, as if from day to night in an instant, lightning streaked across the sky from time to time, and then divided into twists and turns, like the branches of a dead tree.

The waves on the river surface became more and more manic as the thunder continued to sound, and it was not uncommon to see the waves soaring into the sky and then crashing down like a landslide.

The cloud was solid, and there was something the size of a house tumbling inside.

It is a fish, it has horns on its head, the tail is like the tail of a legendary dragon, a black scale like cast iron glows with some golden light from time to time, and a golden demon pill sinks and floats in front of its forehead, dripping without water.

This is the river demon in the wind and rain crossing, known as the king of swallowing the sky, intending to prove the position of the god of the wind and rain crossing the river.

Ning Shu originally intended to use the sacrifice of Nanlian Village to kill this evil party in one fell swoop, but due to the heavy rain and river news, he had to let the villagers go back to the house to take refuge first.

Previously, when Ning Shu did not obtain the power of faith, if he wanted to close the gap with the Heaven Swallowing King's cultivation, he needed to rely on the power of the talisman and the moon and stars left by the goddess on the top of the mountain.

Although he now has the power of faith, he still can't kill the Sky Swallowing King.

Ning Shu can control the power of the river region, and he will not be very passive in the wind and rain, but the Sky Swallowing King can also do it, it is an aquarium that is good at making waves, and it has been here for three years, and its breath has long been combined with the water vein, and it is much more clever than Ning Shu in controlling the water.

Even in a way, the Heaven Swallowing King is closer to the position of the river god who crosses the wind and rain than Ning Shu.

One has been entrenched here for three years, merging the momentum of the river basin, and the other has only been able to absorb the power of faith for a few days, where can they completely suppress the other party.

Fortunately, the Ancient Heavenly Court disappeared thousands of years ago, and the order set had long been deserted, otherwise Ning Shu would not have been able to absorb the mundane beliefs even if he had a special incarnation.

Even so, in the continuous rainstorm in these days, Ning Shu found that the shadow of the water vein on the purple butterfly's wings was getting dimmer and dimmer, and after careful induction, he found that it was the Heaven Swallowing King who cast a spell and ordered all the people in Qingxi Town not to believe in the river god, but to surrender to it, otherwise the river would be set off and flood the entire Qingxi Town.

The name of the Heaven Swallowing King had already been spread, and this time it created an atmosphere of intimidation, which made most people in awe, so Ning Shu's faith and willingness to gain was visibly faded with the naked eye.

When the power of faith dissipates, although it will not cause a soul-destroying blow to Ning Shu, if it returns to its original state, the Heaven Devouring King will be unstoppable again, even if he has the ability to escape, Nanlian Village ...... Even the people of the entire Qingxi Town could not survive.

So it can't be delayed any longer.

In the clouds and mist in the river, there are not only the Heaven Swallowing King, but also many aquatic creatures who have opened their minds, and they surround the Heaven Swallowing King, showing their teeth and claws, and they are extremely hideous.

Ordinary people can't see it, and only in this black and oppressive rainstorm can you see this scene of a hundred demons dancing wildly.

Although there were no voices, Ning Shu could feel the ridicule and demonstration.

"Arrogance!"

Ning Shu scolded lightly, and Fifty Strings suddenly appeared in the river, and the purple light flashed, bringing up a blood mist.

Demon spirits already have a natural ability to seek advantage and avoid harm, not to mention these fish and shrimp that are just starting to become wise, when the fish that are broken in half float on the surface of the river, there is no more disturbing noise in the clouds.

Fifty strings are very agile in the air, there is no specific form, sometimes it becomes a butterfly, sometimes it becomes a purple line, the Sky Swallowing King has not changed, it is still a demon body, it is not flexible, and it has lost the absolute advantage of controlling water, so it is impossible to completely block the slash of the sword light.

Horizontally, up, and in an arc, just a few swords, there was more blood on the Sky Swallowing King.

It was in pain, turned around and dived into the river.

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"What the hell did he want to do, he really left the Immortal Dao Immortal and entered the Divine Dao for the sake of this village. The man in the mountain said, "Originally, I admired his courage, but I didn't expect him to be a stupid man with courage and no strategy." ”

The disciples of the Celestial Phenomena Sect were all watching all this, and they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed and regretful, looking at this young man's talent, he was definitely not inferior to the core disciples of other sects in Kunlun, and even had to fight with the people who came out of the Immortal Palace, how could he just give up his cultivation at will, and went to the Divine Dao that had already declined.

"No, the method he cultivated is so weird, I can feel that his perception heaven and earth still exist, and nothing has changed at all. The young man spoke, the expression on his face was very surprised.

"What do you mean...... How is it possible that he can coexist with the Immortal Dao and the Shinto?" someone behind him questioned.

The Immortal Dao relies on the perception of heaven and earth behind the eyebrows to provide mana, while the Divine Dao relies on the power of faith to absorb the power of faith and turn it into mana, the two cannot be done at the same time, they can only take one of them, no wonder these disciples of the Celestial Elephant Sect are so suspicious.

As for the incarnation or something, they didn't think about it at all, the cultivators all knew that their incarnation must be directly related to the ontology, what the ontology would be, what the incarnation would be, where would they think that Ning Shu had cultivated the incomplete Yuan Shen Method.

"It's really impossible, but with my knowledge, I really can't judge this, it can only show that he is not an ordinary person, and he is more powerful than we think. ”

Looking at the purple sword light, the young man raised his eyebrows, remembering some rumors he had heard some time ago.

"Unless it's him......," he whispered.

"Who?" asked the woman in palace costume next to her.

"Purple light...... Mr. Taifu of the Divine Dynasty. ”

"What? Is it him?"

Everyone was shocked, but they didn't expect to meet this mysterious third disciple of sacrificial wine here.

"It is said that he has ...... on him There are secrets before the flood. One of them whispered.

Hearing this, the young man shook his head: "This kind of person is not something we can afford to provoke, even if there is a secret before the flood? Which force in this world dares to oppose Taifu?"

"What if...... He died in this stormy ......"

"Looking at the situation below, the demon clearly wants to boil up the power of faith that he has condensed in a short period of time, and then kill him. ”

"Let's take a look at it again. "Young people are noncommittal.

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Ning Shu didn't know the mind of this Heaven Devouring King, but he had only been here for a few days, how could he condense the power of incense in a short period of time and gain faith, if he didn't have faith, how could he contain the river demon and fight back.

Foggy river, raging waves.

The purple butterfly fluttered, and the phantom of the river on its wings was almost transparent.

Just as Ning Shu was thinking, a vague conversation suddenly sounded in his ears.

It's like a vague murmur heard in a comatose state, not really, but someone is really talking.

It's blurry, noisy and inaudible.

The flying purple butterflies scattered on the surface of the river, and appeared in Ning Shu's hands in the next second.

Ning Shu wiped a clear light from the center of his eyebrows and poured it into the purple butterfly, then sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and listened carefully.

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"Are you really going to throw this shrine away? It's been so many years...... Will there be retribution for such blasphemy?"