With the help of pure water vapor, Fu said that he had been able to pick and forge seventeen or eighteen times. Before he knew it, it was already dusk.

The sound of the jade cauldron sounded softly. It awakened everyone who had entered deep meditation. Everyone woke up reluctantly, without mentioning each one. Don’t look at this short day, which is equivalent to an ordinary year!

Some Taoist children came in one after another, carrying various delicacies, but they were things that nourish qi and nourish. Including Fu Shuo, they had not achieved their merits. Although they were all practicing qi and practice qi, they could not be regarded as physical health and still had to rely on food to nourish them.

The lotus seed porridge with a faint medicinal aroma, the chicken soup stewed with various medicinal ingredients, and other side dishes are all exquisite, and they are all very nourishing. After eating, they feel the heat flowing throughout the body. The more the practitioner said that the more he needed to nourish it, the more he needed to nourish it. Every time he collected herbs, he would give birth to the essence of the whole body during the seven days and give it a drain. If he could not replenish it in this way, it would easily damage the origin of the body.

However, the Fu family can only be considered a well-off society. Although Fu Tianchou is the Minister of War, he is not a luxury person. It is said that if he does not accumulate three generations, he cannot become a family. He Bo has been a god for seven or eight hundred years, and his background is profound and cannot be compared. You can see from these foods.

The heat that fell into stomach was slowly turned into true qi. Fu Shu sighed: It seems that you should pay attention to this diet in the future. However, this kind of medicinal recipe that nourishes and nourishes qi is not something that ordinary people can afford. I don’t know how much effort or medicinal materials a bowl of small lotus seed porridge is needed.

The sky gradually became dark, and tonight was a full moon night. The moonlight was cold, scattered on the vast white snow everywhere, adding another layer of brilliance. I don’t know if it was because of my mood, but I always felt a little solemn and murderous.

The sound of wolf howlings from somewhere added a little more to this. Fu Shuoran laughed silently, and then realized that there were wild wolves in the Hebo Temple. It seemed that the enemy was coming.

The others also reacted and held the weapons, a little nervous. The hospitality was so good that the enemies who came were even more casual. Everyone understood this truth!

Fu Shuo laughed loudly: "The moon is white and the wind is clear, it is the night of murder!"

Fu Shuo's long laugh woke everyone up, including the Taoist priest who had just provoked Fu Shuo, secretly screamed ashamed. When the enemy saw it, he became nervous first.

"There will be no fewer enemies tonight." Miao Zhu said slowly: "Master He Bo has been suppressing here for eight hundred years. The greedy little gods nearby dare not do illegal things. They have already begun to hate him!"

When Fu Shu heard this, he said that these words were just a gift on his face. Just like when two countries were fighting, they would definitely say that they were the righteous side. However, He Bo had been a god locally for eight hundred years. Not only did he have to take care of things in the water, but even the nearby mountain gods had to be driven by them. It was true that they were hated by others! However, now he and He Bo were on the same boat, so there was no need to refute them.

"Crack..." At this time, a crisp sound of ice cracking came from the East River not far away. In such a quiet night, it was particularly frightening. The section close to Hebo Temple was blocked by Hebo's divine power, without any signs of melting, and a thick layer of ice was formed. It also broke at this time. It seemed that an enemy was attacking from the water.

"You don't have to worry about the big things happening outside!" Miao Zhu said calmly: "You just keep this hall!"

Fu said that he took a deep breath, and no matter how loud the movement outside was, he just sat on the cushion and adjusted his breath evenly. The temple Zhu Weiwei's head, and everyone else sat back after he followed suit. But at this time, he might take action at any time, but no one dared to enter the deep meditation.

It was the first time Fu said that he had experienced a god war, and he was not nervous at all. However, he understood that no matter how fierce the battle here was, including Fu said, the battle between them was not the key to the victory or defeat of the gods. Strictly speaking, Hebo was just the earth, and his enemies were also ordinary. The real gods were in the spiritual world. If it were a real god, then the gods would be in the heavens.

Unfortunately, I haven’t cultivated the Yin God, otherwise I could have traveled to the spiritual world and see what such a magical war would look like. Thinking of this, Fu Shu felt a little regretful!

At this moment, the glazed tiles on the roof suddenly roared, breaking a big hole, and a black smell blew in like a black cloud. No one expected that someone would attack the core hall so soon. At this time, it was all due to personal reactions. Fu Shuo closed his breath as soon as possible. He could now lock the pores on his skin slightly, and some powerful poisonous gas could even invade the body from the pores. This is something that I have to be guarded against!

But soon, Fu Shuo found that everything he did was useless. This was the temple of Hebo Yang Gong, all under the power of Hebo.

As soon as these fishy black gas blew into the hall, they were decomposed. Before they could exert their power, they had been completely purified and washed by the divine power of He Bo with water.

Then there was a scream, and a huge vulture fell from the hole, and the feathers and flesh were washed away by a pure divine power. Before it fell to the ground, it had turned into spots of light, slowly drifting away, and there was no trace of gray left behind.

"Don't be careless, everyone." Miao Zhu shouted: "When the war begins, Lord He Bo's divine power will shrink. At that time, we will rely on us to protect He Bo Da!"

"Yes!" The Taoist priests agreed with high morale.

More than ten miles upstream of Hebo Temple, in the past, the place so close would be covered by Hebo's divine power, but now Hebo's divine power has been shrinking to the vicinity of Hebo Temple. Many ghosts and monsters have already been in great shape here!

Xu Kongting stood on the Yanggong Dike, watching the ice layer in the East River breaking like spring and thawing, forming a storm. The broken ice layer forms ice cubes of different sizes, and as the water flows collide with each other, it makes crisp cracking sounds from time to time, hitting the river bank on both sides.

"A monster like this kind of aquatic race wants to take the opportunity to destroy the Yanggong Dike!" Behind Xu Kongting was his son Xu Shijie. Seeing this situation, he changed his face slightly. He grew up in Dongjun since he was a child, so he naturally knew the role of Yanggong Weir. Within a radius of hundreds of miles, the Yanggong Weir was no longer flood and drought disasters, and became a fertile land, with a stable harvest of drought and flood.

"The water race is fierce." Xu Kongting said lightly: "With Yang Gongyan, they are bound by the water, so that they will not be able to do so. Naturally, they hate the He Bo to the bone! But it is better if Yang Gongyan is destroyed. Only in pain can thirst for the redemption of the gods and believe in the great master more!"
Chapter completed!