Nine Revolutions of the Stars Technique

Grant godhood with a snap of your fingers.

Even though the old man had heard countless legends about gods, he was shocked by what happened to him.

In the Western Region, becoming a god through killing is a shortcut.

It is much easier than practicing martial arts in other places in the God Realm.

But he has never heard of someone who can make people become gods at the click of a finger.

He stared blankly at his palms that had regained their whiteness and youthfulness, unable to regain consciousness for a long time.

"Grandpa! You have become a god!"

Ling'er's eyes widened in disbelief.

In her mind, the Great Evil might be a more powerful god, but she never expected that she could make her grandfather reach this level with just a few clicks.

It's unbelievable.

Her parents, her uncles and aunts all sacrificed their lives to become gods, but none of them succeeded.

And grandpa, just because he made a wish, became a god.

It was completely beyond her imagination.

She clenched the remaining two flying swords in her hands tightly, and she couldn't bear to let go even if her fingers were pricked by the sharp sword blades.

God?

Now that Han Yang says that he is the incarnation of heaven, the little girl will completely believe him.

It's incredible.

"You...you really want to take Ling'er as your disciple?"

The old man was also in disbelief.

Grant godhood with a snap of your fingers.

Han Yang's realm was beyond his imagination.

Is it a divine general, or some kind of existence above a divine general?

The old man didn't know much about the martial arts of the gods and couldn't judge how strong Han Yang was.

He only knew that the other party was definitely an amazing existence.

Such a being actually wanted to accept Ling'er as a disciple, which made his determination to not want Ling'er to enter the martial arts under any circumstances begin to waver.

Perhaps, after becoming a disciple of Han Yang, Ling'er can get rid of his current suffering and get a better life?

The old man never thought how powerful Ling'er could become.

As long as you can get rid of your current miserable fate and live a happier life, that's enough.

Han Yang said calmly: "She needs to pass my three tests before she can become my disciple. Now, she has passed the first one."

The old man was startled and subconsciously looked at Ling'er.

The first test?

What test did Ling'er complete?

Ling'er almost forgot about the test at this time.

She happily held her grandfather's hand, looking forward to regaining her youth. She was younger than her parents in her memory, almost like her brother's grandfather. She subconsciously responded: "I just made a wish, and I want my grandfather to live a long life..."

The old man held Ling'er's hand hard.

He is not a simple spirit.

Naturally, he knew that this was God testing Ling'er's character.

If Ling'er fails to pass the test, everything will eventually be in vain.

True God?

Without the protection of the god-man in front of him, even if he became a true god now, he would still be unable to escape death.

In the Western Region, the death of true gods is just a common occurrence.

Especially a wild true god like him with no background.

Who knows when he will die in the fighting of the divine religion.

The only hope is that Han Yang can take Linger away.

But he didn't dare to say anything at this time.

This is a test for Linger.

If he opens his mouth randomly, it is very likely that he will make the man of God dissatisfied.

I just hope Linger can be smarter and not make the wrong choice.

However, he still overestimated Ling'er's character.

The reason why Ling'er devoted himself to martial arts was that after realizing that a god was coming, he ran madly to find the god at the risk of being massacred, just to see his parents again.

How could she miss this opportunity when she met a god who could fulfill all her wishes?

Ling'er almost didn't hesitate and immediately took out the second flying sword.

"The second wish, I hope to see my parents..."

The little girl looked at Han Yang timidly and expectantly.

The old man became more and more nervous and his palms began to sweat.

I wanted to stop the little girl from talking nonsense, but I didn't dare.

The little girl’s parents were recruited by the cult.

Asking a man of God to look for his parents would be tantamount to confronting God's religion, which would be too dangerous.

But facing Han Yang, who was smiling all over his face, he didn't dare to speak.

"good!"

Han Yang flicked his finger again.

Threads of cause and effect flew out of the little girl's body again.

Just like he used the causal thread to find the little girl's grandfather, Han Yang can also use the causal thread to find the little girl's parents.

However, just like when the causal line was used to find Li Xuanyu, the causal line can only find the place where the little girl's parents once lived, and cannot determine the life or death of the other party.

Everything depends on luck.

The auspicious clouds flew up again, and this time even the old man enjoyed the feeling of soaring in the clouds.

Although the old man has been promoted to a god, he has not practiced any martial arts and still has a mortal mentality.

His performance on Xiangyun was not as good as Ling'er's, with a trembling look.

Therefore, some people are born with big hearts and are suitable to be warriors.

Some people, even if the opportunity comes to them, can only be mortals.

…

In the Western Territory, the Holy God leads Zixiao City under the worshiping sect.

The lord, King Zixiao, frowned slightly as he looked at the message on the telegraph talisman in front of him.

"There is an order from the Holy Land asking us to look for traces of a man named Han Yang. What do you think?"

Although the two major religious sects belong to the Conferred Holy Land, they are actually similar to those divine sects under the command of the Lord of the Eastern Region and have no subordinate relationship with the Conferred Holy Land.

In the eyes of the two major divine religions, the Holy Land is still an unattainable existence.

It is even more difficult for a lord like King Zixiao to have anything to do with the Holy Land.

Now that the order from the Holy Land has reached his hands, this makes him a little uneasy.

What's even more terrifying is that this order actually comes from the Holy Lord.

That is the omnipotent and powerful existence above the two major religious leaders.

It's unimaginable that a powerful person needs the cooperation of little people like them to do things.

An old man next to King Zixiao took the jade slip. After observing it carefully, he muttered: "The order from the Holy Lord himself must be unusual. We can just order an inspection and search. Whether we can find it in the end depends on destiny..."

If possible, they actually don't want to participate in this kind of thing.

Merit?

What a joke.

How can they deal with the guy who can make the Holy Lord pay attention to him and personally issue the Holy Lord's order to find him?

In this kind of thing, it's better to do it in person and in violation of the law, and to have less to do with it.

King Zixiao nodded: "What you said is true, just follow your wishes..."

After saying this, King Zixiao did not take such unrealistic things to heart, but talked about business.

"The once-in-a-century battle to ascend to the gods between us and the Sect of Gods is about to begin again. This time we are fighting against the Dragon God Leader of the Sect of Gods. I have sent an order to summon the Zixiao Army. I wonder what you can teach me, sir?"

…

Holy Spirit Territory, Black Mountain City.

This is the nearest big city to Shiwanheishan, but it is still thousands of miles away.

It would take almost a year or two for a mortal to come to Black Mountain City from Shiwan Black Mountain.

One of the important reasons why One Hundred Thousand Black Mountains can become a refuge for poor people is the distance.

Compared with other large cities in the Western Region, Black Mountain City appears to be much poorer.

The spiritual energy of the Hundred Thousand Black Mountains is thin, and the warriors that can be born are naturally even rarer.

The city lord who guards Black Mountain City is just a god general, not even a feudal lord.

However, today's situation is special. A feudal prince has arrived in the city.

Everyone from Heishan City, starting from the city lord, came to the Bailiting Pavilion outside the city to greet him.

After waiting for half an hour, a huge sky-controlling divine boat slowly appeared in the void.

The messenger from the Holy Spirit Territory arrives.