"Once you fly into the world of heaven and humans, all difficulties will be eliminated and no catastrophe will occur."
Qiu Ping gritted his teeth, unwilling to continue reading to the east. But his body was out of control, and the third verse came out of his mouth, causing a turbulent storm to roll up all around, and the space to shake endlessly.
At that level, you can already call yourself an immortal.
In the Demon Immortal Way, they are called Earth Immortals.
In the realm of monsters and beasts, they are called ancestor gods.
I pray that if there is a vacancy in heaven, I can be summoned to the heaven immediately, and from then on I will be among the immortals.
Even if there is no quota, you can still enter the Cave Heaven Blessed Land, enjoy freedom and purity, and be free from the three disasters and nine disasters.
In the blink of an eye, Qiu Ping's body became as big as a thousand feet, with sharp teeth and scaly armor. The golden thread behind him emitted a brilliant light that eclipsed the sky and the earth.
But almost at the same time, raging flames also covered his body, burning fiercely with his flesh and blood as fuel.
A little spark fell to the ground, and the ghost boy was burned to ashes by one of the sparks without even reacting.
The ghost boy who had previously beaten Qiu Ping to the point of losing his strength was unable to withstand the aftermath of Ru Ming's blows.
"boom!"
Qiu Ping's body expanded and exploded. The high concentration of vitality used as fuel burned the flames, which was almost as powerful as destroying the world.
If he were outside, I'm afraid the entire Changning County would be destroyed.
Qiu Ping is dead.
He had died so many times in Huangquan Terrace, but this was the first time he died in such a way.
After a few breaths, Qiu Ping's body recovered again, and his realm returned to the [Ancestral Aperture] realm, but soon, he was chanting poems crazily again, and in the blink of an eye, he went straight to the [Holy Fetus] and
[Yuan Shen], initially turned back to the innate world and became the ancestral god.
After several times in a row, Qiu Ping was completely speechless.
Do you have a bug?
After Liutu General Fu killed himself, Huang Quantai resurrected him. However, he was killed again after resurrection, and then continued to resurrect.
There's no end to that.
But Qiu Ping didn't know any solution. Seeing that it didn't seem to be harmful, he became confused.
That ghost boy is really pitiful. Every time he is resurrected, he is killed by Qiu Ping in the blink of an eye.
After all, Qiu Pingruming's strength is constantly switching between [Holy Embryo] and [Ancestral God]. Even when he is at his weakest, the ghost boy is still strong enough.
Repeating it over and over again was really boring. After Qiu Ping yawned, he discovered an advantage of Ruming's state.
Then if his realm has improved, he will look back at his previous practice route, and his magical powers and techniques will be able to gain a lot of ideas for improvement.
"Huh? Isn't that just the same as the inexplicable optimization of magical powers before?"
Qiu Ping slapped his forehead, it turned out to be a very closed loop.
Then Dong Qiuping became happy.
Before, he didn't trust the magical power that the talisman could optimize for him, so now he should rely on his high level to optimize the assembly himself.
Although his high realm cannot be forcibly raised by using talismans.
…
Qiu Ping opened his eyes, and a strong sense of disparity surged in his heart. At this moment, he felt like his body was heavy and dirty.
After returning to reality, he did not deny his previous [ancestral aperture] state.
Neither the "holy embryo" nor the "original body" is false, and everything is not a simulation of the underworld.
The only gain is the understanding that high-level thinking is wrong in practice.
He is just like a reincarnated spiritual giant who returns to a low-level spiritual path and will avoid many mistakes and deficiencies.
"That thing in Bu Nao is too weird and weird. I have to find a way to solve it in the future." In the sea of Qiu Ping's consciousness, there is still a talisman between his soul and eyebrows.
If it were revealed in reality, he would definitely turn into ashes like Huang Quantai.
But in reality, when you die, you are really dead. At most, you are like a fat catfish with only one soul left.
Then he can become a ghost and god. If he wants to improve further, he can rely on the Shinto system.
Countless thoughts flashed through Qiu Ping's mind. He originally wanted to go to He Bo and ask Yidong about the talisman.
But now the talisman has a bug in the underworld, and those things are not easy to explain, so we can give up.
With nothing to do, he did not continue to practice. Instead, he took the [Ding Shui Bead] suspended in the side of the temple and began to sort out the water veins of Huang'ao Village.
He was very tired during those months. If he continued paddling, he might not be able to pass the examination by City God and He Bo.
The water droplet was suspended in front of Qiu Ping, his divine power was poured into it, and his thoughts instantly filled all the rivers and water veins within a ten-mile radius.
The two divine functions of [Living Water] and [Nectar] are operating quietly. The divine power is like a comb, passing through the underground rivers and surface ponds. A large amount of impurities and dirt are filtered out, leaving only the clear and clean water flowing slowly.
As he secretly activated his power, part of the water vapor rose up and moistened the earth.
Spring has completely entered the Ming Dynasty, and the wheat seeds planted last year have grown taller and the earth is green. After absorbing the water nourished by Qiu Ping's divine power, their stems have become taller and taller, and their root systems have become stronger.
I still remember that when he first became the well god last year, he was exhausted every time he combed the water veins. It was amazing that he could comb the water veins two or three times a day.
No comparison can be made in Ruming. With a little thought, you can sort out the water veins to the east of the entire village.
If he really gave up his practice time, he would probably be able to comb through it a thousand and eighty times in one day.
It won't take long before the ancient well he is in charge of will produce magical powers, and the water in the well will produce all kinds of wonderful uses.
If he really wanted to do that, he would definitely have to report it to the city god first, lest anyone wonder if I was deliberately trying to win over the people and disrupt the order of the Shinto.
This matter can be big or small, ranging from a few words of reprimand to treating me as a wild god in a temple of obscenity, beating or killing me.
Therefore, Qiu Ping did not dare to cross that red line.
"If the source is clear, the flow will be clear; if the source is turbid, the flow will be turbid..."
"Xiang is at the entrance, the south and the north are dipper, the crystal clear dew is crystal clear day and night..."
Qiu Ping used the two divine functions of [Living Water] and [Nectar] several times, and another piece of information appeared in his mind out of thin air.
With a little understanding, his control over the two priesthoods improved a little.
Qiu Ping couldn't help but be horrified in his heart. It would be easy to improve his magical powers. The priesthood is the embodiment of the rules of heaven and earth. Although the form is similar to magical powers, its essence is actually more similar to tools and magic weapons. Please take it personally.
It can function with the priesthood.
But the Liutu General Talisman can even be improved at the same time.
It's like a certain sharpshooter's leg. I hope the accuracy is higher than theirs, but the power of the shot must be stronger than theirs.
The level of power is determined by the gun itself and has nothing to do with the user.
That's not like playing games.
But something so contrary to common sense happened right in front of Qiu Ping's eyes.