Pan Hao felt that his body was drifting, as if he had no weight, floating away from the earth, and he felt like a drowning person who couldn't breathe air, and his soul seemed to be suffocated, and he had no sense of security. The white lotus platform under his feet was running, emitting a holy light that enveloped Pan Hao in it.

Pan Hao's body suddenly relaxed, and the feeling of suffocation had disappeared. Pan Hao looked at the physical body sitting cross-legged at his feet, as if he was still cultivating, his face was ruddy, and his breathing was natural.

Pan Hao took a step, and the spirit instantly came out of the tower, overlooking the people below, Pan Hao stared, and there were pillars of air erected above everyone's heads, the pillars of air were large and small, the big ones were as thick as fists, and the small ones were only the size of chopsticks.

Not only that, some colors are also very different, there are gray, there are white, and red, of which the white is the most, followed by the gray, the most red is red, the red is only one person, that is, the Confucian elders who preside over the sacrifice on the altar, a fiery red natal grid on the top of the head is erected three feet above the head, a kind of brilliant righteousness is pervasive, and the white ones are the common people below, and the gray ones are a few people with gray faces and weak bodies.

At this time, in addition to the pillar of life-grid qi above their heads, there were pale white threads emerging from the top of their heads, connecting to the void, and then most of them escaped between heaven and earth, and a few fell into the heavenly river and seeped into the river water.

Pan Hao's eyes lit up, is this the power of faith mentioned in the book.

There are no gods in this world, and the power of ownerless faith that is not accepted by the gods will disappear between heaven and earth, but there are still a few who fall into the river, washing away the resentment of the death of the creatures in the river, and making the river clear and sweet.

Pan Hao landed on the surface of the river, and the white lotus platform suddenly emitted a divine light, and a huge suction force was generated, absorbing the power of faith that was free, and boom, the true qi was violently consumed, and a small pinch of pure white holy fire was ignited by Pan Hao, scorching the power of faith floating outside.

The holy flame expelled the impurities in the power of faith, leaving the essence part, which entered through the heavenly spirit cover of the divine soul, and the divine soul received the power of faith and suddenly emitted a faint white light.

Affected by the suction of the white lotus, the power of faith slowly began to gradually move towards Pan Hao. As soon as the faith entered Pan Hao's body, Pan Hao only felt that the whole soul was constantly condensing, and the fluttering feeling was weakening, moving towards a physical sense of reality. In the Purple Mansion of the Divine Soul, a white mist was constantly tumbling and condensing, and the outline of a tablet could be faintly seen.

This is a god, as long as the god position is successfully condensed, Pan Hao will immediately become a god, and since then the belief has continued, and he will be the same age as the sky.

One worship! The emperor is soft and strong, and the wind and rain are smooth.

A clear voice rose up, and the people bowed one by one.

Boom, an even more powerful power of faith was transmitted, and thousands of faith threads came from the void, condensing into a thick hemp rope, but it emitted a vast and magnificent force.

The white mist in my mind tumbled even more violently, like boiling water, flowing rapidly. The divine position became even clearer, but it was extremely illusory, and it seemed extremely fragile, as if it would be shattered at the touch of it.

After the soil has a bumper harvest, and the six animals are prosperous.

The clear and upright voice sounded again, but Pan Hao had no time to take care of it.

Boom, a force of faith that was even greater than just now gathered, pouring into Pan Hao's body from the air, bang, Pan Hao's soul was shaking violently, this force was too great.

The holy flame burning outside swelled more and more, turning into a basketball-sized fireball, desperately refining the impurities from the power of faith, the white lotus true qi was burning violently, and the white lotus platform under his feet had become a little illusory.

Pan Hao's heart was as calm as water, and he knew that it was now his life and death, and if he couldn't condense the divine position after the true qi was burned, the scorching sun and wind outside would be fatal to the divine soul.

If you give up the condensation god position now, not only will your soul be seriously injured, but even your true qi cultivation will also be zero. True Qi cultivation is not difficult, but the divine soul is severely damaged, and if there is no treatment, it is estimated that it will be difficult to recover for more than ten years.

A vast force poured into the divine position, the illusory divine position became real, the font on the tablet loomed, and the divine position emitted a sacred and noble aura. Pan Hao's heart moved, and the divine position was becoming clearer and clearer.

Tianheze is surrounded by the Quartet, and the rivers are peaceful.

Boom, the vast power of faith is as thick as a bucket, surging towards Pan Hao's soul. Bang, the white lotus platform under his feet burned completely, and the expansion of the holy flame scorched with the power of faith that scorched at him.

Boom, a large stream of faith poured into the god, the god is like a hungry ghost desperately devouring, the font on the god is becoming clearer and clearer, the god is vibrating greatly, suddenly, the god card has become an entity, the font written on the god position appears, the font is like a dragon and phoenix, it is a noble and mysterious talisman, revealing a long time, the ancient qi, as if it existed at the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth.

However, Pan Hao knew the meaning of the Dao god seat in the dark, and wrote: Tianhe god seat in Qingyucheng County, Great Song Dynasty and Prefecture

Bang, the white lotus platform under his feet burned out, and the holy flame was extinguished with the disappearance of the true qi. Pan Hao realized that his martial arts true qi was no longer there, and his body had become an ordinary person, but when he was a god, he was a god of Tianhe River.

Suddenly, a burst of strange fragrance wafted in, the colorful ceilings in the sky fell, the fairy aura was permeated, and there was a fairy sound throughout the world, and a sacred and magnificent aura spread. Milky white rain rose from the sky, dripping on the ground, a burst of fragrance rose, falling on people, people only felt that their bodies were light, and years of stubborn illness instantly recovered.

Pan Hao knew that this was the first time that Shinto appeared in this world, and the Heavenly Dao had a feeling, so he had this vision.

Taking advantage of the fact that the vision of the Heavenly Dao had not yet dissipated, Pan Hao instantly understood that this was a good opportunity for him to absorb believers, if he didn't want to come, how long would it take for him to reach the next level of worship once a year!

Everyone looked at the vision of heaven and earth in astonishment, there was no such thing in previous years, could it be that God had appeared.

A sacred, magnificent breath rose in the heavenly river, the water roared, a water dragon composed of river water rose, the water dragon stretched out half of the body, there were seventeen or eighteen zhang, vivid, the scale armor was clearly visible, the dragon claws were pressed in mid-air, and a powerful and noble breath rose.

"This is a dragon?"

"Divine Dragon!"

Everyone exclaimed, but they found that on the dragon's head stood a man with a pale red glow around him, this man was dressed in white and wore an ancient crown, and a noble aura flowed from it.

The man's lips moved slightly, and a grand voice sounded: "I am the god of the Tianhe River, you can set up a temple, I should ensure that the wind and rain are smooth here!"

"O river god!"

"What a god!"

......

Everyone bowed down, but their minds were tumbling, what was the situation, just now I actually saw the gods. And the old man who had just presided over the ceremony was stunned for a while, and finally reacted.

"The Oracle of the River. ”

Pan Hao stood under the head of the dragon, looking down on the people below, a sense of satisfaction in holding authority rose, looking at the powerful feeling of grasping life and death when he fell to the ground, no wonder so many people have bent over power since ancient times. This feeling is far from comparable to that of the former Lone Ranger.

Pan Hao waved his hand, and a light red light fell on the head of the elder in Tsing Yi Confucianism, this is some requirements about the need to build a temple, and there are two divine arts. As for the divine arts, they suddenly appeared in his mind when he first became a river god.

The magic techniques that have just been comprehended are: rain and dew technique, diversion technique, water dispelling technique, manna technique, water weapon technique

The rain and dew technique can attract water, the diversion technique can separate a path in the river water, but the water repelling technique is to form a light film to wrap itself in the water and walk in the water, the manna technique treats, and the water weapon technique can convert water into weapons.

The spells given to the old man are manna and water weapons, if you want the horses to run, let the horses eat grass Pan Hao still understands. However, the reason why divine magic is divine magic is that it is given to you by the gods, so that you can use it, and when believers want to use it, you need to pray with the help of Pan Hao's strength, if Pan Hao does not agree, then the so-called divine magic is just a joke.

Boom, Pan Hao turned around, Shenlong opened up a road to the bottom of the river on the river, slowly swam in, the water on the river gradually closed, the figure disappeared, and finally disappeared.