Fantasy: I can transform into a mythical character

The village is already small, with about fifty families and a population of less than two hundred.

Small villages like this can be seen everywhere in the entire Dongxuan Continent, scattered all over the continent like star points.

A total of thirty-six patients were infected with the plague, plus twenty died in a few days, and one-third of the population of the village contracted the plague.

For such a small village, it is undoubtedly a disaster.

Fortunately, Mo Yu’s Qingling Pill treated thirty-six patients in time, accepted their thanks, and Mo Yu was ready to leave.

He took the opportunity to take a look at his fit, which was as high as fifty-one, and without that transformation, his fit soared so fast.

Thirty-six villagers sincerely thanked and got up, and during this time, the villagers also came out one after another, and the disciples of Xuanjiemen did not stop their approach.

Under the Qingling Pill, the epidemic situation in this village has been completely eliminated.

The people of a village stood in front of the village to see them off, not only thanking Mo Yu, but also sincerely thanking Mu Zixin and other Xuanjie disciples.

Many people also took out the only eggs or bacon left in the house to thank them, and asked a few people to accept them, but Mo Yu and Mu Zixin politely refused.

One of the old men who had been treated before seemed to have some status in the village, but now that the village chief was dead, he was standing at the forefront.

The old man said sincerely: “Immortal Chief, your great kindness cannot be rewarded, please leave your name, and in the future, I will wait at the head of the village to build an ancestral hall, worship the statue of the god, and pray for the Immortal Elder every day.” ”

Mu Zixin heard this and hurriedly said: “The old man must not enjoy the incense, otherwise there will be bad luck, since the end of the Desolate Ancient Era, there is no true god in the world, you don’t want to harm the Pure Yang Dao Elder.” ”

The old man was slightly stunned, he didn’t expect this result, and his expression was a little embarrassed.

Mo Yu suddenly let out a chuckle: “It’s okay, saving Cangsheng should have been, if the old man is really grateful, I will leave a name.” ”

He groaned slightly, and then spoke: “If the old man really wants to build an ancestral hall, it is better to build a temple of the Donghua Emperor, and the divine number will be the Donghua Xuantian Emperor, so you can do it.” ”

“God? Emperor of Donghua? ”

Mu Zixin’s pupils on the side shrank slightly, and his eyes that looked at Mo Yu faintly showed numbness in shock.

She had already guessed Mo Yu’s identity extremely high, but at this moment, she found that what the other party said was still beyond his understanding.

God number?

This is not something that comes from her mouth, she is a cultivator, although her strength is not strong, and she has not even entered the scene, but Xuanjiemen is an orthodox sect of medical paths.

She still has some insight into it.

Therefore, it is more clear that the gods are born of heaven and earth, and are special beings born of heaven and earth, who can enjoy earthly beliefs and hold authority over heaven and earth.

The power of faith is a special feature of the gods, and if mortals dare to steal it, great disaster will come.

The Heavenly Emperor of the Desolate Ancient Divine Court is the oldest god in heaven and earth, and he is also the most powerful.

Of course, this does not mean that the innate soul cannot become a god, in fact, when the Desolate Ancient Divine Court existed, there was a Tianjiao Supreme who broke through the limits of heaven and man and achieved the body of a true immortal.

It is also rumored that the Desolate Ancient Heavenly Emperor has a Desolate God Book in his hand, and true immortals can engrave immortal names on it when they enter the Desolate Ancient Heavenly Court, and they also have divine authority.

Only innate gods and true immortals who have left their names in the Aragami Book will have god names.

You must not fake, otherwise there will be disaster.

Now Mo Yu lightly said a god name in front of her, still using the emperor as the name.

You know, it is the era of the Desolate Ancient Heavenly Court, and those who can take the king as the name are all powerful, such as the Desolate Ancient Six Heavenly Monarch, and it is a terrifying existence second only to the Desolate Ancient Heavenly Emperor.

She took a deep breath, quietly suppressed her shock, and secretly said in her heart.

“Don’t make a fuss, there are true immortals in the myth that have been speculated before, and it is not a big deal to have a god name now, and this god number may not be the Pure Yang Dao Master, maybe it is the elder of his division.”

She didn’t know what she was thinking in her heart, Mo Yu didn’t know at all, and the old man didn’t know even more, but smiled happily: “Donghua Emperor, Lao’er remembers, Immortal Chang rest assured, tomorrow Lao’er will let people move the earth, and it will be a temple in half a month, as long as our village is in one day, there will be endless incense.” ”

Mo Yu waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: “The old man has a heart, and the poor road still has to find the source of the plague, it is inconvenient to stay for a long time, and I leave.” ”

He turned to leave, Mu Zixin also bowed slightly towards the villagers, followed and turned around, and the two Xuanjie disciples quickly followed.

The three walked along the dirt road for a while, and only after getting on the previous road, did Mo Yu stop and said, “Girl Mu, where is Heyang City, please show the way.” ”

Mu Zixin thought that Yang Jian had told him, but he did not doubt it, and pointed further east: “If you go five thousand miles here, you can see Heyang City, and most of the people in my division are treating patients in the city, and they happen to be on the same road.” ”

She said and thought of something, turned her head and said: “Junior brother, five thousand miles away, our cultivators are still rushing, Ah Qiu is too young, you can take her to the division gate first and live in my room.” ”

The disciple nodded in agreement, he had been holding the dumb girl of the village chief’s family in his arms, Mu Zi was afraid that she would not be able to live, and he had to accept her into Xuanjiemen before.

Immediately, the disciple saluted Mo Yu and went in another direction.

When he left, Mu Zixin turned his head again and smiled apologetically: “Pure Yang Dao is not strange, I was careless before, I almost forgot about this, let’s hurry up and go on the road, it will take a few days to travel five thousand miles.” ”

Mo Yu smiled slightly: “Don’t hinder, you just need to point out the direction for the poor road.” ”

Mu Zixin didn’t know why, but he still pointed towards the east.

Mo Yu waved his long sleeves and said with a smile: “Okay, stand firm.” ”

The long sleeves flicked, and suddenly clouds grew under their feet, and half an acre of white clouds rose out of thin air, and the figures of the three suddenly took off.

In the blink of an eye, the earth became smaller and smaller in their eyes, and there was a sound of wind in their ears, Mu Zixin was startled, and suddenly felt that the earth quickly retreated.

The next moment she reacted, it was not the ground that was retreating, it was they advancing.

She turned her head and saw that the other Xuanjie Sect disciple was already blue in the face, his legs and feet were soft, and he did not dare to look down.

This disciple had not yet cultivated divine transformation, and he could not fly into the sky, and standing on the clouds, he naturally had fear.

Although Mu Zixin has the art of cultivating flying soaring, her cultivation is with the help of treasures, and she can form qi, which can be regarded as a temporary stagnant.

It is the first time that you have been in the sky.

The clouds under your feet are soft, like flat ground.

She had never heard of anyone with similar Tengyun magical powers.

She stood on the cloud and opened her mouth, and found that even the sky wind disappeared at some point, but there was a whistling sound that kept coming, as if the wind was naturally dispersed when approaching the white cloud.

She was about to speak, but heard Mo Yu let out a chuckle: “Girl Mu, that city in front of you is Heyang City?” ”

Mu Zixin subconsciously looked at it, and saw the high wall of a large city appear in front of her, covering an area of a wide area, and she unconsciously opened her mouth.

And where it comes?