The collapse of the Wang family has dealt a big blow to Wang Hao, over the years, the seeds of hatred have continued to take root and sprout in his heart, and he has worked hard to cultivate, but the sentence of heaven rewards diligence is not applicable to cultivators, and his own qualifications are the key.

"It seems that I have no hope in this life, and I can only rely on Wang Zhuo's kid. ”

Wang Hao felt that there was no trace of spiritual power in his body, and shook his head lonely, he slowly stood up, walked out of the room, and prepared to sit in the house in the utility courtyard.

Over the years, he would go there when he had nothing to do, and it had become a habit for him.

"Huh, how did the door open here?"

When Wang Hao walked to the front of the house, he found that the gate of the courtyard was open, and when he was about to walk in to see which disciple dared to trespass here, a strange fluctuation came out from inside, and then spread out quickly, and soon the entire Xuandao Sect was alarmed.

In a natural karst cave at the top of the back mountain, Pu Nanzi, who was sitting cross-legged on a cone-shaped stone rock in the cave, suddenly opened his eyes, with a trace of shock in his eyes, his figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment he appeared outside the cave, and the huge divine consciousness swept through the entire sect, and he did not find out the source of this feeling.

Inside the house, Liu Mang closed his eyes and quietly comprehended the way of heaven and the artistic conception, and slowly, the artistic conception of his fate continued to spread, and finally covered the entire Zhao Kingdom.

This sudden change made everyone in the entire Zhao Kingdom begin to panic, not only them, but the messenger in the Heavenly Tower also flew out of the tower and looked in the direction of the Xuandao Sect with a shocked face, "Impossible! There is actually a person in the Zhao Kingdom who has turned into a god?"

As time passed, that fluctuation seemed to have changed, and the mortals and monks who had been affected by the spread of fate's artistic conception all regained their calm.

One by one, they felt something, and involuntarily knelt down in one direction.

Inside the house, Liu Mang sat cross-legged on the bed, his body flashed with colorful light, and under the reflection of this light, his whole person looked full of a sacred atmosphere.

Suddenly, his Yuan Ying slowly came out of the top of his head, and then floated towards the sky, at the same time, the surrounding aura trembled suddenly, and then frantically converged towards this side, and the aura of ten zhang, one hundred zhang, one thousand zhang and even the entire Zhao country surged.

A huge aura vortex appeared in the sky above the Xuandao Sect, the vortex continued to rotate, absorbing the aura that was swarming around, and gradually, the aura around Liu Mang's house condensed into mist, Wang Hao, who was standing at the door of the house, was shocked, and the cultivation in his body that had not grown for many years suddenly loosened, and his eyes showed ecstasy, and he couldn't care so much at this time, so he hurriedly ran the method and began to cultivate.

There was also a change in the sky, and Liu Mang's artistic conception power opened a huge black hole in the cloudless sky, and a spiritual power that was more pure and majestic than the aura vortex rushed straight down like a heavenly river.

After he absorbed this spiritual power, Yuan Ying began to transform, a colorful light rose, and slowly enveloped the entire Xuandao Sect, Wang Hao's body trembled, and the aura on his body slowly increased, and he suddenly broke through from the early stage of foundation building to the peak of the middle stage of foundation building!

In this process, it was not only Wang Hao who gained benefits, but also the entire Xuandao Sect and even the people in the nearby villages and towns who gained huge benefits, because the moment the monk turned into a god, the opening of the outer passage would cause the nearest mortal to have a trace of abnormality.

If you don't have a spiritual root, you can even produce an acquired spiritual root!

Liu Mang's Yuan Ying slowly floated up, rising higher and higher, and finally everyone could see that a round of colorful suns rose in the sky above Xuandao Sect, and there was a villain sitting in the middle of the sun, and suddenly, the colorful light was collected, like going back in time, and retracted into the villain's body, and then the villain slowly began to grow up, and finally became a handsome man.

Liu Mang slowly opened his eyes and felt that the power of heaven and earth around him could actually change with his will, which was something that the Yuanying Cultivator couldn't do at all, "Is this the difference between the Yuanshen and the Yuanying?"

When he was about to return to his body, a light shot from afar, the light dissipated, and out of it came an old man, this old man was slightly round, his appearance was not good, he was wearing a cyan satin robe, listening to a round belly, this person was Lin Yi, the messenger of the Tower of Babel.

"Congratulations to Daoyou for being promoted to become a god, the old man Lin Yi is polite. ”

Although everyone is in the early stage of the transformation of gods, Liu Mang has a feeling that the old man in front of him is not his opponent at all, as long as he wants to, he will be absolutely easy to kill, this is the difference between imitating other people's artistic conception and understanding of the artistic conception of God, although they are both gods, but there is still a gap between the two.

Liu Mang nodded at Lin Yi, and the Yuan Shen turned into a golden light and submerged into the body below, at this moment, all the spiritual power in his body disappeared and merged with the Yuan Shen.

After a long time, Liu Mang slowly opened his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, he stood up, walked forward, opened the door, walked out of the inside, and just came out and saw at a glance that there was a large group of monks kneeling densely outside, all the monks of the entire Xuandao Sect, all kneeling here, among these people Liu Mang also saw a lot of acquaintances back then.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on a dark-skinned man not far away, and a smile couldn't help but appear on his face.

Wang Hao was looked at by Liu Mang for a while, and his heart suddenly felt apprehensive, after all, he hadn't recognized Liu Mang yet, so in his eyes, what he was looking at was a god-transforming powerhouse, a strong man he could only look up to.

Lin Yi on the side followed the hooligan's gaze, glanced at Wang Hao strangely, and then asked casually: "Daoyou is a person from Zhao State?"

He has been an envoy in Zhao for almost a thousand years, and he knows all the monks of various sects and factions in Zhao State, but he has never seen the person in front of him, this person seems to have appeared out of nowhere, it stands to reason that this should be impossible, unless the other party is not a monk of Zhao State, but if it is not a monk of Zhao State, how can he become a god here?

"That's right. Liu Mang withdrew his gaze from Wang Hao and nodded.

"Oh, what sect does that Daoist friend come from? Please don't get me wrong, the old man is just asking about the case, because this is related to the rating of Zhao Guo, and you also know that if you want to become a fourth-level cultivator, you need to have a god cultivator, and this person must be born in this country. ”

Lin Yi was a little surprised in his heart, and secretly recalled the situation of each sect, but he really couldn't find which sect met the conditions.

"I'm sorry, I'm not going to settle in Zhao for a hundred years, so I can't help with the rating. ”

Liu Mang shook his head, he also knew a little about the matter of Xiuzhen Kingdom's rating, but he had more important things to do, and it was impossible for him to stay in Zhao Kingdom for that long.