Seeing the strange change in the stone statue, Wang Chen snorted coldly.
"What are you looking at?"
When the sword technique was activated, the six swords soared into the air, like a golden sun suspended in the sky, shedding golden light.
If the Six Paths of Sword Qi is only powerful when fighting against people, then it has great innate restraint against ghosts and monsters that cause trouble.
The entire cave suddenly glowed with golden light.
Once illuminated by this golden light, the statues on both sides immediately returned to their original appearance.
Phew! At the same time, three overlapping sounds of ignition suddenly sounded. Wang Chen suddenly turned around and saw three swaying green flames suddenly appearing on the three stone pillars in front of him, causing the three stone pillars to change instantly.
appearance.
These are actually three candles.
The green beads that fell down turned out to be the tears of this candle.
With such heavenly materials and earthly treasures as candles, what kind of existence is the god being worshiped?
Wang Chen looked at the three green candles, hesitated for a moment and tried:
"Senior, you must be a person with great supernatural powers. Naturally, you will not be curious about these three ordinary candles. However, these candles happen to have a little effect on this junior. Why don't you be more generous and give them to this junior? But
Okay? Supporting the younger generations is also the obligation of the seniors."
...the silent stone room, with only a faint echo left.
This candle is so weird that even Wang Chen doesn't dare to swallow it hastily.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as if you agreed." Wang Chen said again.
"No..." Youyou's voice sounded in the secret room with a vague flavor.
This god actually exists!
Wang Chen's scalp suddenly felt numb.
He suddenly remembered the legend Long Xiu said about the ancestors of the Long family.
If his ancestors had had adventures here, then it would make sense that there is a being here who can communicate with people.
"Who are you?" Wang Chen asked warily.
"Young man, do you know what the so-called candle is in your mouth?" The voice was long and distant, seeming to be near, floating in my ears, without answering the question.
"It is the soul of the three great rivers. If it touches your space storage ring, it will immediately reveal its original shape. In an instant, there will be floods and all life will be wiped out."
"Even this drop of candle tears can turn into a lake. It is extremely precious. How could I give it to you?"
"What do you call senior?" Wang Chen asked again.
"If you are willing to be my slave, I can consider giving you two lake spirits."
The voice didn't answer and said to itself.
Wang Chen's heart moved and he instantly deduced two facts.
This god obviously has some scruples about him. When he opens his mouth, he speaks in a strong deceitful tone, pretending to have a vast, simple, kind and kind feeling. He opens his mouth and shuts up the young man, and wants to be his slave, which shows his guilty conscience.
Otherwise, if he really had great supernatural powers, how could he be so polite? He might have killed himself with one slap.
Moreover, it has been at least two hundred years since the death of the ancestor of the Long family, and this god is still peacefully guarding this dark place and deceiving people. If he only has a trace of his remaining soul, he cannot display much of his strength.
In this way, the party with the upper hand now is Wang Chen.
"Thank you, senior, for the reward. It turns out that this candle is really valuable." Wang Chen said with a calm expression.
…
"When did I say I would give it to you!" The voice was a little angry.
According to common sense, incense is used to worship gods. In ordinary countries, the tributes are mostly incense wax paper candles. If they are devoutly visited in front of the enshrined gods, people will believe that they can be protected by the gods.
If no one worships the statues of gods in the temple, the incense has been cut off, which means that they have been abandoned by people, which is extremely harmful to the gods being enshrined. There are even legends that if the incense is cut off, even the gods will fall.
.
Therefore, he could almost conclude that as long as he swallowed these three hanging candles, this unknown god would most likely disappear into thin air.
And its eagerness to deceive itself into being a slave is probably based on this.
But subconsciously, Wang Chen always felt that things were not that simple.
"I'm sorry, senior, my ears are not very good. I can only hear the last three words of each person's words. You seemed to have said you would give it to me just now?" Wang Chen further probed, not letting go of any clues and investigating carefully.
Changes in gods.
"You dare to play tricks on me, do you know who I am?"
"I don't want to know." Wang Chen disagreed.
"I am the ancient water god, commanding the three rivers and seas, and eight hundred thousand demon soldiers!" There was anger in the deep voice. Although Wang Chen did not cooperate, he still reported himself to his family.
"It turns out he's the Water God! I've admired him for a long time. I know the Sword God of Xia Shilipo. He doesn't have many demon soldiers, only a hundred or a few hundred thousand." Wang Chen casually cupped his hand.
…
"You brag and don't pay taxes!" The voice was furious and the stone room buzzed.
"It's easy to say, brother Dao, don't you have classes too?" Wang Chen slightly absorbed the green crystal stone known as the Lake Spirit.
"What a shame! Stop!" the voice stopped loudly.
The stone statues on both sides squeaked and the sand kept sliding down, as if they wanted to come to life and turn into monsters with great supernatural powers. However, under the golden light of the Six-Path Sword Subduing Demons, they could not transform into monsters.
"Brother Dao, you are not kind to God."
"Think about the river god, who gives away both gold and silver axes to others. You only give away two axes, and you still want others to be slaves."
"If it is not grand, it will be difficult to achieve great success."
Wang Chen was secretly vigilant. While teaching the so-called river god a lesson, he released more ancestral energy to absorb the lake spirit. In a short period of time, more than a dozen lake spirits turned into mortal stone.
At the same time, he kept exploring all the changes around him.
As the true power filled up little by little, a fruit as green as lake water slowly took shape in the sea of air.
"You can really absorb the lake spirit?" The god finally discovered what Wang Chen had done.
"How did you do that!" After a short silence, the voice was full of disbelief, and he temporarily forgot the anger of being robbed of incense in front of his face.
"stop!"
Then the ferocious statue trembled crazily.
With a click, a crack appeared on its body.
"Please, stop. These are the water spirits collected by my servants. You can't do this!" His tone was full of panic.
Servant?
Wang Chen frowned. Although those lake spirits were full of water, their number was limited. At this moment, he had begun to absorb the green stone pillars.
If Long Xiu's ancestors were servants of the river god, then how could two lake spirits appear on his body after he gained the power to take revenge, and they were still lake spirits full of energy.
This is not logical.
"Is it possible that this thing is not a lake spirit at all, but the life essence obtained from the exchange between the evil god and humans?"
"No!"
As the green candlelight dimmed, the cracks on the River God's body became larger and larger, and large-scale cracks revealed the golden inner body, which shimmered under the golden light of the demon.
The ferocious statue and the golden sacred skeleton form a huge visual contrast.
Wang Chen frowned. In Guangyuan Tongjianlu, he had read a secret message. It was said that evil spirits born in evil spirits would practice by using the essence of human life. The way to practice is to use life again and again.
The essence washed away his evil spirits, and after many months, he was able to mold himself into a golden body, become a godhead, and possess powerful magical powers.
"So this evil spirit must rely on this life essence to survive."
"How many people have been harmed by three such big life candles?"
Thinking of this, Wang Chen became even more merciless and devoured it crazily.
A green candle went out and turned into rotten stone.
Then the second one...
The third one also started to sway.
At first, the evil god wailed loudly and begged for mercy. After a while, the heavy mud and stone on its body suddenly peeled off, revealing a huge skeleton. Most of it was the color of gold, smooth and sacred, and only the smaller half was pitch black.
"you will die!"
"I will watch you die!" Seeing that Wang Chen did not stop at all, the evil god cursed viciously.
puff!
As soon as the spiteful words fell, the third green candle finally went out.
In the body, the swallowing of ancestral energy has reached its limit, and a strange green energy appeared on Wang Chen's face. This is a sign that too much has been swallowed and cannot be transformed.
At this moment, as long as he can completely digest these water spiritual powers in seclusion, he will be able to attain nirvana three times and his cultivation will become more powerful. Even if he meets Xue Wentian again, he will definitely not be in such a mess.
"Sure enough, you have good luck." Wang Chen was already convinced of the luck he saw with his eyes.
"I just don't know if this luck is due to the cause and effect of Zhang Dacai, or if it is a small favor for Zhuang Youyou, or a combination of both?"
call!
Just as he was sighing, a gust of cold wind blew, biting and cold, making him frown.
Immediately, black mist suddenly rose in the stone room.
The golden light of the six sword qi dimmed instantly.
"Disperse!" Wang Chen reacted very quickly and shouted, his true power surged crazily, and six golden lights reappeared, trying to dispel the black mist.
However, from this stone chamber, a large amount of cold black smoke was sprayed out in waves like splashing ink, making Wang Chen's whole body ice cold, and even the light of the Six Paths Sword was swallowed up in an instant.
He turned around suddenly, but saw that the road ahead was completely dark.