Chapter 728
He Lingchuan smiled, and a faint red light slowly glowed around his body.

"Yuanli?" Zhu Erniang was even more surprised, "How can you have Yuanli now!"

It knows that this guy is actually a kite man, but even if he has an official position in the country, he is far away from the kite country now, how can he arouse such a strong vitality?
"Yeah, I was surprised too, and I don't understand why." After taking back the fetish from Xushan, he found that he could use Yuanli, and it was the one he was most familiar with——

The power of the Gale Army!

As much as it can be used in Panlong City, it can be used in reality.

The shock and ecstasy at that moment cannot be described in words.

It seems that a little doubt is solved, but more mysteries follow.

For example, the real Panlong City has been destroyed, and what he experienced in the world of Dafanghu should be the past history of Panlong City.

But how could the nihilistic history endow him with real power?
He Lingchuan couldn't figure it out.

But no matter what, he was able to bring the Yuanli of Panlong City to practical use. This must be a new function opened by the restoration of the Dafang Pot.

For him, this means a significant increase in combat power and an expansion of combat energy levels.In Bega and in Lingxu City, he had already suffered enough from having no energy.

High risks bring high returns. He regained the lid for the Dafang Pot, and he was rewarded handsomely.

But for these reasons, he naturally couldn't tell Zhu Erniang.

Fortunately, this giant monster didn't pursue it.Live as long as it does, and you'll know that everyone has little secrets they can't tell.

He Lingchuan asked again: "What about King Siwen?"

The wild boar demon also left a deep impression on him, and if he was released to Bega, he would be able to seal a general.

Zhu Erniang had nothing good to say about King Qiwen, it sneered: "The stupid pig refuses to move its nest, so just wait for death in the devil's nest."

……

Xunyang Sandbar is at the confluence of Xunyang River and another big river.

During the dry season, this place is a vast plain of sandbars; once it enters the flood season, the water level rises rapidly, and the sandbars are replaced by the river surface, and this place becomes a dotted array of small islands.

Now the sandbar is covered with ice and snow, and it is when the water level is at its lowest, and the islands can be reached on foot without taking a boat.

He Lingchuan and Dong Rui walked one island after another.

Just the two of them, sister Zhu Erniang stayed in the nest to make spider shells and did not follow.

"Thunder Island is here, go ashore!"

Leigong Island is one of the main islands of Xunyang Sandbar. It is no different from the other small islands they passed through before, except that it is larger and has more residents.

Leaving the pier and walking towards the island, the road does not follow horizontal and vertical, like a python winding through the jungle.The buildings on the side of the road have a variety of materials and shapes. Stones, wood, bricks, clam shells, calamus, big-leaf palms, and even skins peeled off from unknown animals can be used to build houses.

Dong Rui also introduced to He Lingchuan that there is a kind of tree pulp produced locally, which is perfect for building adhesives.Special products of Xunyang Shazhou include lacquer and wooden lacquerware, which are sold in neighboring countries.

Walking through two markets one after another, He Lingchuan has opened his eyes. Everything is sold here, ranging from insects to humans, food and play, and even those who don’t know what to do. They are all crowded in a small market. For sale, it is really dazzling.

He Lingchuan handed Dong Rui a mask.This was given by Fang Canran, which can isolate other people's spiritual thoughts from prying eyes.

After both of them put on their masks, Dong Rui led him to take a shortcut and entered through the path behind the market.

The alleys here have nine turns and eighteen turns, and sometimes they even pass through other people's houses. Obviously, the family is sitting at a low table eating, but they turn a blind eye to the two people passing by.

Finally Dong Rui took him into a big house with red bricks and black tiles.

It is also the largest building in the neighborhood.

"arrive."

He Lingchuan was still a little confused: "This is it?"

"Yes, it's here." Dong Rui grinned rarely, "We went through the back door. If you enter from the main gate, you can see the plaque of Lei Gong Temple."

There are many temples on Leigong Island, and there are at least twelve or thirteen temples. Among them, Leigong Temple is the largest temple on the island, covering an area of ​​two hectares.

Before He Lingchuan reached the front hall, he could smell the strong smell of incense, and he could hear at least seven or eight believers muttering prayers.

The temple attendants here are all dressed in orange clothes, their hair is almost shaved, leaving only a lock in the middle of their foreheads, which looks like a cockscomb, which is particularly conspicuous from a distance.

It's this effect.

Dong Rui found an old temple attendant with half-closed eyes, talked in a low voice, and then handed him a silver coin.

The old temple attendant looked at the two of them, nodded, and led them to a quiet room at the back.

There is only one shrine, one tribute table, and two kneeling stools in the quiet room.

"What about the sacrifice?"

He Lingchuan handed a wooden pipe to the old temple attendant, who took it in his hand and looked at it carefully for a long time before closing the door behind his back.

He reached out a second time.

Dong Rui nudged He Lingchuan with his elbow, and the latter took out two large silver ingots and handed them to the old man.

Wooden pipes are for the gods, and silver taels are for temple servants.

After the candles on the tribute table went straight up, he took out seven sticks of incense and lit them, inserted them into the incense burner, and said to He Lingchuan at the same time, "The incense cannot be broken."

Then he knelt down and murmured a prayer in a devout gesture of offering.

The old guy started chanting at a very low volume, sounding out of breath.But after a while, the voice gradually strengthened and became coherent, and Jia Lingchuan even heard the echo in this small quiet room.

In other words, the lingering lingering sound sounded as if there were several people, a dozen or so people were chanting together.

At the same time, the ignited smoke also condensed above the shrine, turning into a black and gray mass.

Under the watchful eyes of the two bystanders, the gray mist floated towards the old temple attendant.

The two of them stared at each other for a moment, but they saw that the mist suddenly turned around halfway, and turned towards He Lingchuan!

Dong Rui was slightly startled, the Floating Saber appeared in He Lingchuan's hand, and he hesitated a little bit.

Maybe it was blocked by Fusheng's sharpness, or maybe it felt the power of this knife to cut intangible objects, the fog stopped and stood still in mid-air for a while.

Then, it floated to the old temple along the same route.From this action, He Lingchuan could see its reluctance.

The mist penetrated into the mouth and nose of the temple attendant, and the candle on the tribute table suddenly exploded with a snort.

The old temple waiter wakes up like a dream.

The old man's eyelids were drooping at first, and his eyes were almost open or closed, but now there was a little light, and he looked bright and energetic.

His facial features have not changed, nor has his old age, but his demeanor and temperament seem to have changed.

In other words, it was replaced by...God?

He Lingchuan had already held the wooden pipe in his hand and shook it at him.

The old man observed the wooden pipe carefully, a little surprised: "Why does Xing Longzhu look like this?"

(End of this chapter)

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