The imperial decree was carried into the arms, intertwined with the natal talisman of the Lingtai, and turned into a ninth-grade earth god.
At this moment, Xun Shaoyu's status as a god of earth has been realized in a moment.
There are several real seals floating on the talisman of birth, exuding a little bit of divine aura, which also makes Xun Shaoyu's jade-like face become more majestic and deep.
"Shinto"
He said indifferently, and the land within a few miles around had a faint connection with him.
It was this trace of connection that allowed him to see everything big and small within a radius of several miles with just one thought.
This is the responsibility of the land, and it has the power to control the rise and fall of hundreds of people in a village. Although he is a small official in Shinto, he is still a man of one word and has unquestionable authority on the one-third of an acre in Wangjia Village.
At the same time, the moment Xun Shaoyu sat on the Grand Master's chair, the spiritual realm rumbled, and the power of incense and wishes entered the ancestral temple's spiritual realm and seemed to expand.
However, the spiritual realm of six or seven houses suddenly evolved into pieces of spiritual land. Its expansion a hundred times turned into a house covering an area of dozens of acres.
The mansion petitions the land shrine!
These changes were evolved at the same time as the Wang clan members were worshiping.
Xun Shaoyu's eyes were bright, and every strand of his will flowed from his three souls and seven souls like a trickle.
True seal scripts manifested one after another, engraved in the life talisman, and a ninth-level divine spell transformed from virtual reality into reality, deeply imprinted on his body and mind.
"Nightmare Technique!"
Xun Shaoyu's eyes turned into glass, and the shimmering light made people shudder, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The Dream Demon Technique uses tyrannical divine power to oppress the three souls and suppress the seven souls. It is a technique to attack curses.
Xun Shaoyu never had many means of attack at his disposal. He only had an empty body of divine power and not much room to display it.
But it's different now. He has this innate magic, and ordinary hundred-year-old ghosts may not be his opponents.
Moreover, the power of this nightmare technique will gradually increase to the corresponding level as his divine level increases.
This is the innate magic!
It should be noted that there is no shortage of powerful divine spells in Shinto, but the only truly unlimited divine spells are the innate divine spells of gods.
The so-called talents are just like fish swimming in water, goshawks soaring, and living beings breathing. They are all born with and innate. The divine power consumed is much less than normal divine magic, and it will also increase with time.
The improvement of the divine level itself, and the corresponding power step by step.
And this innate magic can be obtained from the first level when the talisman is refined, and when it is in the right position, it can also be obtained. The seven levels, the fifth level, and the third level are the major powers of these three gods.
Each threshold can also have an innate magic.
The prayers of hundreds of villagers and the power of incense trickled in, and Xun Shaoyu's spirit became stronger and stronger little by little.
"It's time to disperse!"
The lingering situation for several months has caused the entire Jiangnan land to suffer unspeakably.
During this period, some high-ranking deities would naturally take action and use their divine power to protect one area. But the land of thousands of miles is so vast. Even if a third-level god comes in person, he may not be able to protect hundreds or tens of millions of people thousands of miles away.
Therefore, those locals who can use their divine power to influence only one-third of an acre of their own land can barely keep their own believers.
The same is true for Xun Shaoyu. He is a newly promoted person from the ninth level of the land. Even if he is exhausted and drained of all his divine power, he may not be able to protect his land.
Barely supporting a village was Xun Shaoyu's greatest limit.
"Fortunately, as long as we protect Wangjia Village, we can complete our duties."
Xun Shaoyu looked at the old people in the temple who kept kowtowing.
The surging Nanjiang River is as fast as ever.
Deep in the Nanjiang River, a water palace suppresses the flow of water in Zhouzao.
Nanjiang Water Palace!
Rays of brilliant divine light, surrounded by thousands of mayflies in the water palace, guard this important place of the water palace.
In the crystal-glazed palace, Nanjiang Dragon King sits on a high dragon throne. On the crystal table beside him, there are several plates of fresh fruits and a pot of jade wine.
In the Crystal Palace, there was a lively singing and dancing scene, and a clam spirit with a beautiful, pure and voluptuous figure was dancing gracefully in the palace, swaying her slender waist.
"Hahaha good! Good!"
Nanjiang Longjun's face was slightly smoky, his crown was shaking, his sleeves were slightly covered, he drank the aged wine in the cup in one gulp, and he couldn't stop talking.
Shintoism is rich and extravagant, and among the major gods, the gods of the dragon genus are the most corrupt. As a true seventh-grade dragon god, Nanjiang Dragon Lord is a leader among them and a veteran of flowers.
He stretched out his hand and pulled a female fish essence to his side. His palm naturally covered the soft mass, and he kneaded it skillfully.
"Um"
The female fish spirit hummed, her pretty face flushed, and her two slender and plump breasts seemed to be getting tighter and tighter.
Nanjiang Longjun is an old driver who has played with countless aquatic beauties. He looked at the fish spirit with emotion and a magnanimous smile on his face. He was about to go one step further and perform the trick of hitting a hole in one, two dragons playing with pearls, and three suns blooming.
Tai's drama.
As everyone knows, a series of divine power fluctuations suddenly appeared on the riverside. Although the divinity was not yet immature, the earthly aura within it still rushed straight into the water house.
"Um?"
Nanjiang Longjun's expression changed, a pair of dragon eyes flashed fiercely, and he ignored the wind, flowers, snow and moon, and looked into the distance where the divine power fluctuated.
"Earth god?"
There was a hint of golden color in his dragon eyes, but more of it was pure red.
In his eyes, all the people on the banks of the Nanjiang River did not hesitate to own their own land, and they were all enslaved by his blood and blood.
Nowadays, there is actually an earth god who worships the god on the bank of the river regardless of life and death. It is almost like snatching food from his bowl.
You must know that with the incense and desire in this world, even if it is a top-notch one, they will never dislike too much, but will only be greedy for too little.
Even if the Dragon God does not emphasize sacrifice, the greed for the power of incense is common to all gods. The birth of an earth god undoubtedly dilutes the incense that belongs to him. It is precisely because of this that he behaves like this
Big reaction.
The majestic divine power of the seventh grade was dispersed unconsciously, carrying a majestic dragon body, and the fish essence that had just melted into water in his arms. In an instant, everyone was knocked unconscious by this dragon power.
Nanjiang Longjun was suddenly furious. The anger in the dragon's eyes made all the fish spirits and clam spirits in the Crystal Palace become silent and kneel on the ground.
The tyrannical Longwei suppressed a lot of fish essence and clam essence. His mouth and nose were bleeding, and his internal organs were almost torn apart.
"snort"
For a long time, Nanjiang Longjun made no other move. He just snorted coldly and looked towards Dongyang County with a hint of fear.
The power of a genuine seventh-grade Dragon Lord is beyond the reach of ordinary creatures.
"General Yaksha!"
He hesitated for a moment, thinking that the Dongyang County City God was also a seventh-level deity, so his attitude had to be taken into consideration.
He could crush a small piece of land from the ninth level with one finger, but this would undoubtedly be a slap in the face of the Dongyang City God. With the temperament of the City God, he would definitely not let it go.
But considering the foundation of the Dongyang City God, it was not worth provoking such a powerful enemy for a little incense. Nanjiang Longjun suppressed his anger and his eyes twitched a few times.
A blue-skinned giant, several feet tall, wearing simple armor and holding a water fork, stepped into the crystal hall step by step.
tread
tread
Every step was like a mountain of flesh, pressing into the crystal palace, making the crystal palace tremble slightly.
"Your Majesty"
This Yaksha general has a genuine divine status, which is comparable to the existence of a whole village. Every movement and silence are swayed by divine light.
"go"
Nanjiang Longjun waved his hand, and a stream of light flew into the hands of General Yasha: "Bring this earth god who knows no death to me, I want to see him."
"Here!"
General Yasha stretched out his hand, and the stream of light turned into a jade tablet and fell into his hand.
This jade tablet carved with three claws of a dragon is a token of General Yaksha's return to the human world. In this world, only gods of the seventh rank and above can wander around the human world at will. As for the earthly gods below, they are not qualified to do so.
"Um"
Nanjiang Longjun sneered. A genuine god took action and took over a small village land. It was easy to capture it.
Moreover, he did not intend to kill this monster, but just imprisoned it for thousands of years. Presumably Dongyang City God would not go to war for this.
Regarding Wangjiacun, although he gave it up himself, he would not sit back and let others get it.
In the realm of the gods, Xun Shaoyu felt a chill in his heart, as if a malicious malice from somewhere was coming unstoppably over his head.
"This is"
He looked in the direction of Nanjiang, where the malice came from there undisguised.
Naturally, Xun Shaoyu didn't know that once he ascended to the divine throne, he would face the fierce malice of Nanjiang Longjun and other high-ranking water gods.
However, gods are mixed with heaven and earth, and their whims and subtle reactions cannot be ignored.
"With this malice, it seems that I have offended a certain high-ranking god."
Xun Shaoyu suddenly looked at the empty divine realm, his eyebrows were deep and solemn.
Xun Shaoyu deeply understands that in any world, the law of the jungle is always the strongest. Perhaps your inadvertent smile or action may be seen as heinous or deliberately provocative in the eyes of others.
"In the final analysis, it's because I'm not strong enough."
At this moment, if he is a great god, he is the reason and the Tao. If you want to reason with him, he can kill him with just one slap.
He stood up slowly and took two or three steps back and forth, his ninth-grade official robe rising slightly.
"There is such a strong sense of crisis in the direction of the Nanjiang River. Could it be some Nanjiang Water God?"
Xun Shaoyu's face turned grim and he said: "No matter who you are, there is nothing wrong with being prepared."
However, the power of these incense wishes was originally intended to be driven away, but his mind was still restless, as if the edge of a knife was approaching, making Xun Shaoyu feel cold all over his body.
"Let's see if I am lucky or you are unlucky."
A trickle of incense poured into Xun Shaoyu's spiritual platform, and the talisman of his life bloomed with a hazy white light, puffing out traces of incense.
This trace of incense, with the villagers' thoughts, constantly tempered Xun Shaoyu's divine body.
The divine seals derived from the nightmare technique quietly condensed at Xun Shaoyu's fingertips.11