Zhang Yixian woke up on a meadow, a little groggy on his body, like the symptoms of a severe cold, he rubbed his temples, but there was no relief at all, he looked around again and found that he appeared in a strange place, and then looked down at the colorful rings on his fingertips, if it wasn't still there, Zhang Yixian would even think that everything he had just experienced was a dream, he always felt that the old woman was very weird, and even spoke only half of it, which made people seem to understand the feeling of not understanding.

And he was a little afraid, thinking that he had fainted just because he had just glanced at the old woman, this ability made him a little frightened, he was now a god, although he was only a weak god, but he was easily stunned by someone like this, and there were inevitably some pimples in his heart.

"It seems that the difference in strength is not ordinarily small, and the old woman doesn't seem to have any bad intentions, otherwise my little life will be gone. Zhang Yixian sat on the grass and pondered, since he came to this world, he felt more and more that there were too many things entangled, and the whole world seemed to be a mystery, which made people a little confused.

"Don't worry about it yet. If the old woman before was the god of the mountain, then the matter of digging the canal would be done. And now it is close to late autumn, and it will be a cold winter in a few months, and the land is much harder than usual, so Lao Qintou has to move first. Zhang Yixian walked all the way in the direction of the City God Temple, and after solving all the problems, his heart was not in a hurry, but Hebo said that there was a way for him to reshape his body, and the matter was always in his heart, and he couldn't go down.

But after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't guess Hebo's intentions, and he heard the Taoist Zhang Pingfeng say that the materials for refining ordinary clones are considered rare treasures, not to mention that they can make people reshape their bodies and have a body that fits their souls.

Stepping on the steps, he hummed the song of his previous life, and the whole person seemed a little relaxed.

"Huh?"

He didn't go for long, he suddenly felt a little whim, and there was an inexplicable feeling in the dark, and he remembered that when he left the City God Temple to visit Hebo, he had placed a divine soul power on Lao Qintou's body, and the feeling that made him on a whim just now seemed to be this divine soul power.

"Could it be that something is wrong with Old Qin's head?" Zhang Yixian was a little inexplicable, and without delay, he took out the immortal sword in the golden seal of the city god, and ran the sword technique, and the whole person left the mountain forest at great speed, and then galloped away from the air at full speed.

After half a ring, Zhang Yixian slowly fell from the mid-air on the City God Temple, and saw the pilgrims who occasionally came to burn incense and worship the gods around him, and then saw the completely different changes in the City God Temple from before, his heart was a little happy, but then, he frowned a little, he smelled a smell of blood in the temple, not very strong, but it was enough to make people alert.

"It's coming from behind the statue, where does it seem to be someone?" Zhang Yixian calmed down and searched, and found that the smell of blood was emanating from behind the statue of the city god. Occasionally, some pilgrims are kneeling down, but they don't notice anything unusual here.

Zhang Yixian walked around the statue from behind the pilgrim, and after a closer look, he found that there was a person leaning on the statue, black blood flowing out of his arm, and his head was tilted sideways, so he couldn't see his appearance clearly.

"Old Qin Tou!" When he got closer, Zhang Yixian's whole person was a little shocked, this bleeding person was none other than the old Qin Tou of his City God Temple.

At this time, Lao Qin Tou had already fallen into a coma due to excessive blood loss, and there was a deep bone scar on his arm, and there was a trace of black blood flowing on it, which looked very scary.

"Old Qin Tou! Old Qin Tou!" shouted a few times, Zhang Yixian guessed that Lao Qin Tou had fallen into a deep coma, and if there was no external treatment, maybe he would be gone.

Zhang Yixian didn't delay, picked up Lao Qintou's body and passed through the curtain behind the statue, and then came to a newly built room from the inner hall, and laid Lao Qintou flat, so that he had time to check the wound on his arm.

The wound on Lao Qin's arm was somewhat similar to paw prints, if it wasn't for the timely avoidance, maybe his arm would be gone.

Zhang Yixian stood in the room and thought about it, the only thing he could save Lao Qintou at present was the immortal fruit in the Golden Seal of the City God.

Taking out the fairy fruit, Zhang Yixian used the fairy sword to cut a piece about the size of a rice ball, and after picking up Lao Qin's head and feeding it slowly, Zhang Yixian saw that after the immortal fruit had an effect, Lao Qin's arm actually made a smacking sound, like the sound of burning a red-hot soldering iron on the skin of the flesh, and it was accompanied by this sound. There is also a trace of black mist, which is very terrifying.

However, after these anomalies occurred, Lao Qintou's face was obviously a lot more rosy, and the wounds left on his arms were also recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After waiting for a while, he saw that Old Qin Tou had no signs of waking up, but the injuries on his body were no longer serious, so he relieved himself.

"It's worthy of being an immortal fruit, even if it's the most inferior immortal fruit, this effect is a hundred times better than that of herbs. Zhang Yixian closed the door and came out alone.

Slowly wandering in the rejuvenated City God Temple, he also had a sense of pride in his heart.

Especially feeling the power of the incense that continues to pour into his body, Zhang Yixian feels that his soul is as comfortable as soaking in hot water all the time.

He had only been away for a few days, but the entire temple had changed, the original dilapidated walls had become tidy, and the weeds around him had disappeared. Especially the location of the temple near the rear, after the sundries are cleaned up, it is still a courtyard with its own rockery and fine water, which looks unique.

Coming to the temple in front of it, the surface of the idol that was barely in sight was also covered with a layer of gold dust, which looked more majestic and powerful, and even the other gods under the city god began to be worshipped.

Zhang Yixian realized that it seemed that Lao Qin Tou was really the only one in his hands as a city god, and he was thinking about whether to find some refined spiritual objects in the mountains and fields to add to the soldiers under his command, not to mention that the others were used to run errands, and it was also good to pretend to be a doorman.

With a heartfelt eye, Zhang Yixian looked at the people who came to burn incense in front of him, most of them were sallow-faced and skinny, and occasionally there were some people who looked rich, but there were not many.

He thought carefully in his heart, now the world has reached the point of hopelessness, the emperor is absurd, and the people who suffer the most are still the people, counting the days, the current Zhu Yuanzhang should have just set off from Huangjue Temple in Fengyang, and at this time he should have met Guo Zixing's team, and there is still more than a year before Zhu Yuanzhang occupies Yingtianfu, he feels that he should do something.