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Chapter 128 Omen of Chaos
As soon as the news that the monsters were about to attack the city came out, some monks immediately started to find their own way out, escaped from Haoyin City, and approached the direction of Zhongtu.

The Holy King of Nine Nethers is extremely gracious to the Rain God General. Seven out of ten cities in the Southern Territory enshrine the followers of the Rain God General. The current situation is probably not far from the same.

Only Middle Earth is absolutely safe.

However, some ordinary believers and common people were not so easy to leave. On the one hand, they took their families with them, and on the other hand, they were reluctant to part with their ancestors' inheritance. After some hesitation, they held back their panic and stayed in the city.

Deep in their hearts, they still have a sliver of trust in the Central Dynasty. Even if the God of Rain will no longer exist, there will definitely be a new god to fill the position of the God of Rain.

But no matter what, the smell of rising wind and waves could no longer be suppressed.

Shen Qing waited in the City Lord's Mansion for a long time before meeting the City Lord of Haoyin City, Ji Yunxiao.

Ji Yunxiao looked younger than Hong Shushan, but in his early thirties, without beard, and with a handsome face that was somewhat feminine, Shen Qing's first impression was that he was not easy to get along with.

This person is also a pure monk, his cultivation has reached the perfection of Gang Sha, and he has begun to understand the divine treasure in his body, but he has not accepted the divine power bestowed by the gods. The fall of the Rain God General has not affected the foundation of his cultivation.

"December."

As soon as we met, Ji Yunxiao took the initiative to say hello, with a gentle attitude:

"I've heard Shushan talk about you, you are a dreadful younger generation."

His real age was a bit older than Hong Shushan's, he was almost [-] years old, he came to Haoyin City alone more than [-] years ago to take up his post, and it is said that he seems to have married, but his family is far away in the middle land, and he can't go back once in several years.

It takes a long time to go back and forth with the cultivation base of a monk in the Gangsha Realm, and the consumption of teleportation spirit array is too expensive, so naturally he cannot go back and forth at will.

As for why he didn't take his family with him, only Ji Yunxiao knew the reason.

"The city lord has a great reputation."

Shen Qing didn't care about Ji Yunxiao's polite words, and turned to ask the most important question now: "Can the city lord tell me when those evil spirits will come? What about their specific strength?"

Only when she knows the specific strength of the other party, can she make future decisions, which may affect her future path.

"Tonight at the earliest, and three days at the latest. As for strength... there will be no shortage of monsters in the Gang Sha and even the Divine Hidden Realm..."

Ji Yunxiao shook his head and smiled: "Maybe there will even be a powerful god at the same level as the general."

Those who are interested in the Southern Territory are far more than those evil gods and ghosts in the prostitution.

After the death of the Rain God General, it is impossible for the remaining eight generals to be indifferent to the vacant share of the power of faith. No god would think that they have too many followers.

Regarding the situation in Middle Earth, Ji Yunxiao knew better than these people who were born and raised in the Southern Region.

There have always been nine generals under the command of the Holy King Jiuyou. Now that one is missing, it is natural to make up for it. However, the other eight generals will not choose to stand by and let this new general become too powerful to be on an equal footing with them.

Apart from the number of believers and the purity of the power of faith, there is nothing else that affects the cultivation of the gods. The gods in the imperial capital must not be able to sit still during this feast.

Hearing Ji Yunxiao's answer, Shen Qing's heart sank slightly. The strength of the opponent was far stronger than she imagined, both internally and externally.

According to Ji Yunxiao's analysis, pulling out the city and retreating is the simplest and most effective method, and it is very fast, but it also has disadvantages. It would be quite difficult to rashly leave before the new place has been checked.
"City Master, why don't you..."

Shen Qing didn't finish her sentence, but Ji Yunxiao understood what she meant, and immediately shook her head slightly, pointing to the top of her head:

"There are gods three feet above your head, and now the gods are dead, but there is still a piece of heaven..."

As the lord of a city, Ji Yunxiao may not be able to fight, but he cannot retreat without a fight. The scale of this needs to be grasped to an appropriate level.

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The next morning.

Shen Qing, who came out of the City Lord's Mansion, was still a little worried. Ji Yunxiao and the core families in Haoyin City discussed for a whole day and night before they came up with a specific charter.

Defense must be defended. As for how much force to exert, only they themselves know.

As for Shen Qing, they didn't have much request. For a monk in the Yuan Condensation Realm, one more is not too much, and one less is not much. She stands by the side and has almost no sense of participation in the whole process.

Even so, Shen Qing could see the final result more clearly than everyone present.

The ending of this riot would far exceed everyone's expectations. What she saw from the biography in the future was a riot that killed hundreds of millions of people.

In this simple number, there are too many tragedies, and the family is destroyed.

This is still the number reported by the Central Dynasty to the world, and the real death toll will only be more terrifying.

The square in front of the city lord's mansion was empty, and the statue of the general standing here had disappeared without a trace, and the debris had been cleared away without leaving any traces.

Ji Yunxiao has already analyzed the situation quite thoroughly. Under such circumstances, leaving the Southern Region is Shen Qing's best choice. She doesn't have to interfere with the changes of this era.

Find a secluded wilderness, delve into the way of formation, practice in seclusion, and spend these 120 years safely, go back to see Zhao Yu, and bring back the crystallization of practice in this era to the future.

For Shen Qing, this choice was the easiest and least burdensome.

Shen Qing was meditating all the way, and when she came back to her senses, she had unknowingly returned to Snake Village.

Now that the wind and snow season is coming to an end, spring will begin soon, the snow has begun to melt, and life will soon cover the land again.

Shen Qing didn't alarm anyone, and went straight back to the temple.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the temple, Shen Qing saw the village chief Yan Baohai. He built a shed in front of the temple and lit a bonfire. Sitting beside him was a boy about eight years old, wrapped in animal skins, his ears and cheeks were red from the cold, and the corners of his lips were chapped.

Seeing this, Shen Qing frowned slightly, pretending he didn't see it, and went straight to the temple.

"Fairy family."

Yan Baohai got up a little awkwardly to greet him, and at the same time pulled up the child beside him.

"What do you want?" Shen Qing stopped and narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Xianjia, look at this child..."

Yan Baohai pushed the boy beside him in front of Shen Qing. The boy lowered his head, tucked his hands into his sleeves, and kneaded the cuffs calmly, a little cautiously.

"Insights are fatal."

Shen Qing didn't get angry, but just reminded her lightly that she doesn't like greedy people.

She killed the Red Snake, helped the Snake Village spend the winter, and then went to the mountains to find spirit beasts for the Snake Village. She had done what she could. On this basis, if Yan Baohai wanted more, she would be a little greedy.

Hearing this, Yan Baohai knelt down on both knees without any hesitation:
"The villain dare not have any greedy heart. My snake village is still alive today because of the pity of the fairy family. This child's talent is not bad. I thought that if the fairy family liked it, I hope I can give this child a chance to serve under your knees."

The news of Haoyin City spread very quickly, within a day, Yan Baohai had already heard the news from Haoyin City.

The death of the god means that Haoyin City will soon be trampled by evil gods. It is impossible for the nearby villages to be preserved, and it is normal to be reduced to sacrifices under conquest.

Yan Baohai is very aware of the current situation of the Snake Village. Shen Qing may not know when he will abandon the Snake Village and leave. Without the protection of the gods, the old and weak in the village will not be able to run very far, and will become the rations of other people.

There is death on both sides, he has put life and death aside, he just wants to find a way for Yan Han to survive, and finally leave a kindling for Snake Village.

Most of the people in Snake Village are just ordinary people. For hundreds of years, no one with a talent for cultivation can be found. He himself is an exception, and now there is another Yan Han.

No matter whether Shen Qing likes it or not, Yan Baohai will make a try, even if it means losing his life.

Half of his body was buried in the ground, and he lived day by day,
Seeing the resolute look on Yan Baohai's face, Shen Qing raised her eyebrows, and soon realized that it should be the news of Haoyin City that had reached Snake Village, which led to Yan Baohai's current behavior, which was to seek a way out for the child.

Shen Qing pinched the boy's bones in front of him with his hands, and he probably knew that he had the aptitude for cultivation, but it was not very good. With the guidance of a good teacher, there might be a chance to set foot on Gangsha in this life, and the probability of opening the secret treasure is very small, almost none.

In such a small village, it is not easy to be able to produce a character in the Gangsha Realm.

"Leave him to sweep in front of the palace."

After pondering for a moment, Shen Qing said something casually, and walked into the temple.

Let's put it aside for now, and when she has time to think about it, she will consider whether to teach him a practice method.

"Xie Xian's family! Xie Xian's family! Thank you..."

After receiving such a reply, Yan Baohai was overjoyed, and led the boy beside him to kowtow repeatedly.

He was already satisfied with such a reply, at least Shen Qing didn't turn around immediately and leave Snake Village.

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At dawn, the sky broke.

In the stone hall, Shen Qing who was sitting cross-legged on the stone slab suddenly opened his eyes, rushed out of the hall gate, and reached the entrance of the village in two or three steps.

She sensed that the spiritual circles arranged around the village were touched.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance of the village, Shen Qing saw a giant more than three feet tall, with a bare upper body, a square face and a broad forehead, holding a huge sword made of intertwined iron feathers, and a warrior made from the feathers of an unknown bird.

The giant's body was slightly hazy and illusory, and a strong incense and wish power surged around him.

Undoubtedly, this is a very normal incense deity, who came here with soldiers in hand, obviously the visitor was not kind.

"The people in this village are your believers?"

The giant god looked Shen Qing up and down, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes: "You are a monk, what do you want believers to do?"

The relationship between human Qi refiners and the lineage of incense and fire gods is that monks support the gods at most. These two ways cannot be practiced together, and there will be serious conflicts.

Just as Shen Qing didn't incorporate the power of incense into his body before, he also had this consideration.

"According to the holy king's decree, I will compete for the position of God General, and entrust all your believers to me, as well as yourself. After I become a God General, your reward will be indispensable."

The giant god's cultivation level is comparable to Shen Qing's, which is only around the Yuan Condensation Realm, but his attitude is inexplicably arrogant, as if he is used to taking life and death from above.

Snake Village has a population of more than 300, which he looked down upon in the past, but now it is different, no matter how few people there are, they are also believers, gathering rivers and forming seas, and now every believer is very important.

The power of the orthodox incense and fire gods is far from comparable to those monsters in the prostitution. As long as he is given half a month, he can turn all the people in Snake Village into a group of troops with divine power and enough power to start a war, so as to spread his beliefs.

After saying a word, seeing that Shen Qing still didn't respond, the giant god's patience was exhausted, he raised the broad sword in his hand, and pointed at Shen Qing: "Do you want to defy the decree of the god?"

In today's era, it is ruled by the gods of incense and fire. Even monks are also inferior to the gods, and nothing can override the power of the gods.

Shen Qing's disobedience to God's order, in his eyes, has already committed a serious crime.

"It's just that the lingering thing has become a spirit, and dare to call itself a god."

Shen Qing was unmoved, and sneered: "Trying to overpower the reborn parents in vain, you are rebellious, what's the use of keeping you as a rebellious son?"

In the final analysis, the source of power of the incense gods comes from the believers, and it is the believers who hold these gods on the altar.

Before he could finish speaking, the shadow of a knife appeared in Shen Qing's pupils, and an invisible knife seemed to come out of its sheath in the air, instantly murderous.

Ripples appeared in the void, Shen Qing didn't even move a footstep, the thick true essence in his body had already condensed into a knife, drawing a piercing scream in mid-air.

The giant god holding the broad sword didn't even have time to react, and his huge head was cut off directly. Immediately afterwards, his body softened, his body's incense and vows collapsed, and he lay dead in front of the snake village.

The moment she killed this god, Shen Qing's mind cleared instantly. This was completely different from the feeling she had when she killed the god before. She could feel that a mysterious energy was absorbed by the sundial and fed back to the depths of her soul.

Her soul has obviously strengthened a little, because the soul that was traumatized before, and sometimes still has a dull pain, has been completely repaired.

This discovery instantly brightened Shen Qing's eyes.

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beyond the stars.

A vast golden light cut through the universe and hovered in front of the stars.

The golden light dissipated, and an old monk walked out, dressed in a white robe with yellow in it, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, stepping on the lotus platform, most of the petals of the lotus platform had withered and were about to wither.

"The place where the gods fell."

Looking at the stars in front of him, the old monk sighed softly, and the divine light flowed in his pupils, reflecting a sea of ​​stars covered with six colors of divine splendor.

In the universe, each of the six realms occupies one side. In most star fields, there will only be one color, and occasionally there will be some mixed colors. Only here, the six colors are so colorful that people almost feel suffocated.

(End of this chapter)