Yangzhou, City God Temple.

A sword flew in, and the city was full of attention.

Nowadays, the Lingtai Sword Sect is in full swing, and the name of Zhao Lingtai spreads all over the world, and the cultivators in the city know that it is the Lingtai Patriarch when they see the sword light.

Yangzhou City is a large state in the south of the Yangtze River, there were originally Qingcheng, Qinling Sword League and other factions nearby, after the rise of the Lingtai Sword School, into Yangzhou, and Qingcheng factions to fight against each other, divide the territory area.

With the collapse of Qingcheng and other factions, now in Yangzhou, Lingtai is a dominant faction, and there is no opponent.

Around the City God Temple, there is an open space.

The sword light fell, and Zhao Lingtai appeared, looking at the City God Temple in front of him with blazing eyes.

He already knew about these gods, most of them were the remnants of ancient times, and the jade talismans in their hands were basically incomplete, and they had long been cut off from the heavenly court, and their divine bodies were bound to a fixed place and could not leave.

For example, the Sandao River Dragon Temple can only stay there, and the current gods of the City God Temple are the same.

High in the sky, an indifferent and majestic aura appeared, as if there was a pair of eyes there, staring at Zhao Lingtai.

The last time he returned to the Sword Sect from Nanhai County, passing by here on the way, Zhao Lingtai felt the overlook of these eyes, full of lofty meaning.

At that time, Zhao Lingtai's cultivation was insufficient, and he didn't have a whip in his hand, so he had to retreat.

But today, it is specially here.

Striding into the City God Temple, the incense inside is lingering.

The believers and pilgrims were all dispersed, and there was no one else except Zhao Lingtai.

"I know why you're here!"

Suddenly, the golden statue of the god of the city god spoke, "In you, I feel the breath of the whip. ”

Zhao Lingtai stood and said indifferently: "It seems that you already know about the Sandao Jianglong Temple. ”

"Hehe, there are only a few old guys left in the whole world. Although we can't leave the fiefdom, it's okay to pass some news to each other. ”

The voice of the city god is ethereal with vicissitudes.

To the mortals, they are gods, but to themselves, in fact, they are prisoners bound here.

Over the years, they must have tried many ways to break free.

The results are obvious, all failed.

The priesthood gives them divinity and limits their freedom.

In essence, it's like being an official. If you have an official position, you will have official authority, but when you are in office, you can't run around.

Zhao Lingtai raised his eyebrows: "So, do you choose to fight, or automatically hand over the jade talisman pardon order?"

The jade talisman is the foundation of the gods, and once lost, it will become a rootless wood and a sourceless water.

It won't be long before they disappear and cease to exist in this world.

The statue of the god Chenghuang was silent, as if thinking.

Zhao Lingtai is very patient and does not urge, he believes that the other party will make a suitable choice.

After a while, Chenghuang's voice sounded leisurely: "The old temple of Sandaojiang can be transformed into a human form, but I can only manifest a breath, and there is no substance. After thousands of years of vicissitudes, the so-called gods have long fallen off the altar. The incense power in the world, after losing the feedback of the Heavenly Court system, became weaker and weaker, and gradually lost its effect. We cannot exist forever, maybe hundreds of years, or a thousand years, and the jade talisman will be completely shattered and turned to ashes. ”

Zhao Lingtai listened, and suddenly said: "The lifespan of hundreds of years and thousands of years is already longer than many people. ”

"So what?"

Chenghuang said coldly: "Do you think I am alive like this?"

Such words, when the Holy City was in ruins, Zhao Lingtai had heard the Bone Demon and the Dao Ancestor of Shushan say it. The level of the two of them is countless times stronger than this city god.

Life and death, the two extreme states, at some point, seem quite blurred, and there is no absolute boundary distinction.

Zhao Lingtai said: "In this way, did you choose to automatically hand over the jade talisman to forgive your life?"

Chenghuang said: "I have one condition. ”

Say. ”

"I want to store a wisp of divine soul on the jade talisman. ”

Hearing this, Zhao Lingtai smiled.

"You won't agree?"

Chenghuang's voice cooled a little.

Zhao Lingtai smiled: "I laugh because I think you are smarter than the one in the Dragon Temple, I promise you!"

"Thank you. ”

Chenghuang said, and when he opened his mouth suddenly, a jade talisman flew out.

This is an even more broken jade talisman, only three or four inches in appearance, with a slight crack on it, looking at it, I am worried that if I touch it slightly, it will be torn apart.

But Zhao Lingtai knew that the jade talisman was far from what it was seen on the surface, and even if it was slashed with a sword, it might not be able to damage it in the slightest.

The runes on this jade talisman are different, showing the outline of a city, but if they are mutilated, it is impossible to see the whole picture.

That city, of course, represents Yangzhou City.

As mentioned earlier, in ancient times, the Shinto system was quite perfect. However, after shattering the void and ascending to the immortal realm, the entire team was basically moved. But there are always individual gods who remain on earth for one reason or another.

As the human environment collapsed, their lives became more and more difficult.

Yangzhou Chenghuang had already seen it, so he chose to automatically give up the jade talisman pardon, but left a wisp of divine soul and attached to it. Although it is tantamount to selling himself to Zhao Lingtai, it also leaves a glimmer of life for himself in the future.

Zhao Lingtai knew his plan, but the matter itself was suitable for a step in Zhao Lingtai's plan, so he simply pushed the boat along the river and accepted it.

He collects all the broken jade talismans, which are of great use. In the process of use, there is a lack of a divine soul to preside. Since Yangzhou Chenghuang knows the current affairs, let him do a good job.

After receiving the jade talisman bloodlessly, Zhao Lingtai turned around and walked out.

The City God Temple is still the same, and it has not collapsed like the Sandao River Dragon Temple. It is all because a wisp of the soul of Yangzhou City God is still there, but after today, the divinity of this temple no longer exists.

Walking outside, Zhao Lingtai paused, and he saw a girl kneeling there.

Luo Zhigang!

In a circle outside, the deacons and others of the Yangzhou branch of Lingtai lined up with a respectful expression.

is also an acquaintance, Zhou Guangheng has married Li Wan, and was appointed as a deacon of Yangzhou by the Sword Sect, responsible for the affairs of this state.

Zhao Lingtai nodded slightly at Zhou and Li.

The two couples hurriedly bowed down in flattery: Master Zu was reduced to a dog, and it was the one Xu Jun carried, and they already knew about it. At that time, the two of them had a disrespectful attitude towards the puppy.

But now it seems that Master Zu didn't take it to heart at all.

Zhao Lingtai walked in front of Luo Zhigang and said indifferently: "Is it useful for you to kneel here?"

Luo Zhiyan bit his lip: "On that day, I listened to my mother's orders and made the wrong choice, and now, I want to choose again." ”

Qingcheng fell, and the lives of Luo's mother and daughter plummeted. Mrs. Luo fell ill and died not long ago.

Zhao Lingtai looked at this talented girl and said, "If you want to choose, you should go to Lingtai Mountain, and someone is responsible for the assessment and admission." ”

As he spoke, his figure shook and disappeared.

Luo Zhi bit his lip tightly, stood up, and walked away.

The purpose she is going towards is the spiritual platform.