Myth Revival: I am beheading the gods in the Shanhaijing!

Chapter 97
The memory came to an abrupt end here, and when Han Jinglue opened his eyes again, he had already returned to the basement.

Looking at his body covered in ancient Shu copper, Han Jinglue still couldn't get enough of the memory just now.

He wanted to know what happened immediately after Dong Jun's blood was injected.

After all, the Han Dynasty worshiped Donghuang Taiyi, and Dongjun was the god under Donghuang Taiyi.

An official of the Han Dynasty poured Dong Jun's blood into a gold vessel, what does that guy want?
Han Jing slightly regretted that he didn't enjoy himself very much because he didn't see the highlights.

Standing where he was, he got used to the ancient Shu copper armor, and poured mana into it by the way:

"With the infusion of mana, it seems that the hardness of the bronze armor will increase..."

After closing his eyes and feeling for a while, Han Jinglue walked out of the bronze armor, as if passing through liquid.

After he left, the Bronze Armor became an empty metal statue inside.

If others saw it, they might think it was a toy bought by Han Jinglue...

【Name: Han Jinglue】

【Age: 24 years old】

[Biological level: 3 stars]

[Status: Curse of Dagon (has been hated by all Cthulhu's followers, will never die)]

【Attributes:】

【Strength: 112】

[Agility: 142]

[Physical: 128]

【Intelligence: 100】

【Perception: 104】

【Charm: 108】

【Skills: Archery (slightly successful), knife technique (slightly successful), spearmanship (slightly successful)......】

[Supernatural power: Yuhuo (Perfect)]

[Evolution point: 6220]

[Possessions: Copper from the ancient Shu, the corpse of the land god, Huo Huanyi, Yuan-Qi big gun, Yuan-Qi horizontal knife X2, half dragon bow...]

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I looked at my panel, and saw that after the battle, apart from intelligence and charm, several other attributes of my own have been slightly improved.

"Can combat also improve..."

As Han Jinglue spoke, he untied the Huo Huanyi that wrapped the body of the Earth God, and put the Huo Huanyi on his body again.

At this moment, in front of his eyes, the corpse of the land god who was less than three feet tall was very conspicuous.

Using the magic power attached to the nails to cut open the palm, he placed it on top of the corpse without any hesitation.

Red blood dripped slowly from the palm of his hand. Under Han Jinglue's control, the wound did not heal, but let the blood drip.

When the blood dripped on the top of the corpse's head, the corpse also emitted a faint blue light, and the corpse, which was shriveled like rotten wood, began to gradually regain its vitality.

However, the loss of blood made Han Jinglue very hungry. After holding on for five or six minutes, he resolutely controlled the wound to heal.

"The energy of reality is too weak, and I can't maintain my physical strength without eating."

Feeling the rumbling stomach, Han Jing glanced at the corpse of the land god with some concern.

At this time, the corpse swelled up a little, but on the panel display, it was still a three-star god, not the previous four-star god.

"Too much power has been drawn by the copper of the ancient Shu. I don't know how much blood I will have to bleed to get him back to four stars. I don't know how many years it will take to reach the peak."

Looking at the corpse, Han Jing slightly frowned.

If he remembers correctly, the panel first called the Land God "Jiangxia Land God".

Going back in time, when Jianghan was called Jiangxia, it was at least 500 years ago. The first time it was called Jiangxia, it was in the Eastern and Western Han Dynasties.

That is to say, this land god was a product of at least 500 years ago, or even earlier.

Han Jinglue did not underestimate the land god, because he knew that before the large-scale consecration of gods in the Song Dynasty, the land god was the main object of folk sacrifices.

Since the pre-Qin period, the ancestors of the Great Xia had long revered and worshiped the land, but because "the land is vast, it cannot be respected everywhere; there are many grains, and it cannot be sacrificed one by one. Therefore, the earth is established as a society to show the respect of the earth."

In ancient times, both the land god and the place where the land god was worshipped were called "she". According to folk customs, every time it was sowing or harvesting season, farmers would set up a shrine to offer sacrifices to pray to or reward the land god.

The ancients believed that all things were born of the earth, so the land god is one of the widely worshiped gods. Since ancient times, the land god has become the god of rituals in the sacrificial system.

The land god is in charge of all things in the local area. The word Jiangxia is enough to explain the large scope of management. After all, Jiangxia was a large county in the Han Dynasty, and [-] counties were allocated.

Two Han...

That was an earlier period than the appearance of the Jade Emperor. After all, when the Jade Emperor was canonized, it was already the Song Dynasty.

In the Han Dynasty, apart from Haotian who should be sacrificed, people in the Han Dynasty generally worshiped the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and the Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

Pangu did not appear until the end of the Han Dynasty, so the value of this land god is huge...

Looking at this earth god who looked like a rotten wood, Han Jinglue could only hope that after refining it, he could get some information about cultivation.

Thinking, he hid the body of the land god in a dark space on the wall that he had prepared earlier, and after thinking for a while, he mobilized his mana to cover all the walls with the ancient Shu copper turned into armor.

Even the gate is covered with ancient Shu copper, revealing a thin bronze gate.

He doesn't have a very good storage method, maybe after his cultivation level improves, he can open up a thing for storage.

Taking a last look at the basement, Han Jinglue walked out of the ground and came to the garden on the ground.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting brighter, and Han Jinglue also felt a little tired.

After the battle with the ancient Shu Zhitong, he also consumed a lot, and he can persist until now, mainly because of the mana in his dantian.

Taking advantage of the full light of the sky, with a few dodges, he returned to the rental house in half a minute.

After taking off his clothes, putting away his Huo Huan clothes and weapons, he took a shower and was ready to go out.

Since the time is very early, but at seven o'clock, the streets are all men and women over the age of 30, and there are very few younger people.

Breathing the air, to be honest, although there are a lot of qi impurities in reality, there is one more thing compared to Guixu.

plant--

The ruins are dilapidated, all the trees are dead, and there are very few plants that can exude vitality.

Therefore, for Han Jinglue, who has just experienced the war, walking on the street and looking at the green plants can make him feel much better.

Due to the terrible appetite, he eats almost every street.

Eat a bowl of hot dry noodles and two cages of fried dumplings on this street, and change to rice noodles and steamed buns on the next street...

He was almost in the state of taking a walk. After eating Shisanjiejie, he felt a little bit fuller.

As he walks and eats with a bowl of hot dry noodles, he won't be cast a strange look.

The advantage of the old city is this. Some people in Jianghan are used to eating while walking. As long as it is not a subway station or a closed place, no one will care about you.

While eating the noodles in his hand, Han Jinglue remembered a joke.

No matter how rich the rich are, they still eat three meals a day. Like the poor, they cannot stimulate the economy...

"If every rich person eats the same amount of food as I do, there's no need to stimulate the economy..."

Holding the noodles in his hand, Han Jinglue thought about it carefully. He only had a quarter full meal, and he left no less than [-] houses. If the world returns to normal, he might be able to earn a lot of money simply by being an anchor of eating and broadcasting.

Thinking about it, Han Jinglue took out his mobile phone and transferred 5 yuan to his father who was still in his hometown.

It is difficult to explain the amount too big, but he can still explain it for 5 yuan.

"The bonus and salary have been paid, I will transfer half of it to you, take good care of yourself..."

The editor sent a text message, but Han Jinglue didn't call.

As a single-parent family, he is not very good at communicating with family members. In his impression, his father has always been taciturn.

After sending text messages, he was walking down the street with a bowl of hot dry noodles. With the buildings in the old city and the old people around him, his back looked a little lonely and lonely...

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