Today's Sandao Jianglong Temple, several boats have been moored around early, and there is an endless stream of believers who go to the temple to incense.

"Uncle, you send me over, and you can go. ”

Zhao Lingtai said.

The old man said fairly: "I can wait outside." ”

After collecting so much money, I only went once, and I felt a little sorry not to go.

Zhao Lingtai shook his head: "No, I may spend the night here." ”

"Overnight?"

The old man was taken aback, he knew about the Dragon Temple, and he had never heard of any believers who could spend the night in the temple. But he didn't ask much, there are some things that shouldn't be asked, so don't ask.

After a while, the boat reached the bottom of the steps, Zhao Lingtai stepped up, and the old man left with the boat. When I went outside, I couldn't help but look back, and saw that Zhao Lingtai did not enter the temple, but stood outside, holding the guardrail, as if looking at the surging river.

"This young man, it's so weird......"

The old man muttered, no longer staying, and pushed the boat away.

Zhao Lingtai did not enter the temple, stood on the platform outside, and watched by the railing. His body and mind were relaxed, and his consciousness was ethereal, as if he was in a state of mind.

Time passed like a river, the morning passed, it was noon, noon went, the sunset began to slant westward, dyeing half a day of red glow.

I don't know how many pilgrims and believers have changed in the Dragon Temple, coming and going, but Zhao Lingtai has been staying there and not moving.

At dusk, the temple began to fall silent, and there were no boats on the surrounding river, only the bubbling of the water.

There was a sound of footsteps, and the Miao Zhu, who had always been so old, walked out, came to Zhao Lingtai's side, and said, "Young man, the old man is waiting inside, to see when you will come in." But I didn't expect that by now, I would have to come out. ”

Zhao Lingtai looked at him: "So, you are more anxious than me?"

Lao Miaozhu grinned: "I'm just wondering, who are you? ”

"Lingtai, Zhao Lingtai!"

Zhao Lingtai said, his whole body changed his momentum, his sharpness was revealed, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a sword.

Lao Miaozhu didn't feel surprised at all: "I think that in this world, there is only you." ”

Zhao Lingtai's eyes burned: "Actually, I'm also curious, what are you?"

Here, instead of using "people", he uses "things" for the name. Because he knew that the old Miao Zhu in front of him was definitely not a person.

"I, I'm God, I'm the God here!"

After saying the word, Lao Miaozhu straightened his waist suddenly, and no longer in the previous state of old and weak, there was an indescribable temperament emerging in him: tall, profound, high on the ground, looking down on all beings, like looking at ants.

Zhao Lingtai smiled: "It's right that you are a god." ”

Lao Miaozhu looked at him: "You don't seem to be afraid at all?"

Zhao Lingtai shrugged: "The godless god who has been cut off from Heavenly Court, what is there to be afraid of?"

Lao Miaozhu's eyes shrank: "You know...... Oh, you have ascended and been reduced to mortality, so you know the things of God. ”

Zhao Lingtai shook his head: "I know far less than you imagined, I can't hide it, this time is different from the past, I can only be a gatekeeper when I go to the top, I am an immortal, not a god." ”

Above the immortal world, the two major standards, the immortal realm, is the "human immortal", which is regarded as an entry realm, and then to the earth immortal, and then to the heavenly immortal...... And "God" is the title, just like the official title in the ordinary government and the opposition, the official is called "Prime Minister" and "Doctor", and the official is called "Prefect" and "County Order......

Different names, but essentially the same.

Zhao Lingtai guards Xuantao Garden, is an immortal servant, does not enter the god rank, is equivalent to a mundane "official", that is, the existence of miscellaneous work, not into the stream.

Zhao Lingtai continued: "The world is already a place of abandonment, and you are the god of abandonment. ”

Lao Miaozhu's eyes were cold: "So you dare to challenge this seat?"

Zhao Lingtai hurriedly said: "No! No! You misunderstood, I am not here to challenge you. ”

Lao Miaozhu's face was a little gentle, and he was about to speak, when he heard Zhao Lingtai say: "I'm here to kill you!"

"Bold!"

Lao Miao Zhu shouted angrily, suddenly made a move, and grabbed Zhao Lingtai's head with one claw.

With this claw, the waves were stormy, the wind and clouds on his head changed color, and a vision moved, which was extremely terrifying.

Zhao Lingtai's figure retreated sharply, and the Teng Snake Sword flew out, stabbing directly at the old temple Zhu.

"It's just a flying sword, it's not enough to see it in front of this seat!"

The old temple cheered like thunder, grabbed his hands out of thin air, his right hand went up, and his left hand went down.

In an instant, his right hand grabbed a cloud in the air, and it swirled around his hand, as if it were real and illusory, while his left hand pulled out a horse of water, several feet long, like a turbid yellow chain, and between the changes, it manifested the form of a snake.

The light of this hand is enough to shock the world, beyond the level of human immortals.

Because he's God!

Even if it's just a river god who is at the bottom of the rank and has lost contact with Heavenly Court.

The "loss of contact" here has its own saying, which is a term in the Shinto system, among the three major immortal gates, the heavenly court can be manifested, and there may be communication, but the gods can't do it for some special reasons, so they cut off the connection.

Lao Miaozhu had a cloud qi in one hand and a river in the other, his body was violent, and he instantly flew the stabbing Teng Snake Sword, and the person had already pounced in front of Zhao Lingtai, put his hands together, and smashed it down.

What a speed!

Taking Kunlun Mountain and Moon as a reference, the two do not seem to be on the same level.

This is not surprising, who can serve as a god, which one is not a cultivator above the earth immortal, is qualified?

Although Lao Miaozhu belongs to the last generation of immortals in the world, affected by the general environment, his divine power has declined greatly, but it is not something that ordinary immortals can compete with.

Last time, Zhao Lingtai passed by the Dragon Temple, and felt that kind of contempt from above, at that time, he was only in the realm of cultivation, and now he has achieved immortality, but in the face of the other party, he still feels the incomparable oppression, like a big mountain, and the huge mountain is overwhelming.

A snake sword is indeed not enough to see.

Zhao Lingtai took a breath, suddenly showed an object, held it in his hand, and snapped!

Like smoking cattle and sheep, the sound is crisp.

Lao Miaozhu's left hand was drawn, and the turbid yellow water chain that seemed to have spirituality wrapped around his hand was shattered and turned into a piece of sewage, flowing on the ground, ticking and ticking.

Lao Miaozhu's face changed, don't look at him just grabbed into the river, and the water he grabbed out of this water actually has a name, called: The Spirit of the Water Spirit.

Thousands of miles of rivers can only be tempered to produce such a horse, which can be ever-changing and contains great power.

But just now, it was scattered by Zhao Lingtai all at once, and all of them were scattered on the ground and became sewage.

"How so?"

Lao Miaozhu looked up and saw the whip in Zhao Lingtai's hand, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed: "Hit the divine whip!"