The power of Shinto lies in its subtle influence and control over an area.
Fang Yuan understood this clearly at this time.
It's like the God of Mount Chaplin. As long as he is willing, everything that happens in Mount Chaplin can't be hidden from his eyes and ears. He can even give blessings to people in the public sect within the domain of Mount Chaplin, just like those patrols who united before. If it were not for his secret support, its power would be even smaller.
Moreover, all the treasures in this mountain are known. All rare birds and animals are at his command, and his magical powers are not insignificant.
But to say weak is really weak.
After all, he is a Yin god and cannot exist in this world for a long time. Of course, at this level of a god, he may still be able to break through the restrictions for a short time.
But a ghost spirit showed up and rushed to deliver food to Fang Yuan
Therefore, He could only do auxiliary work. At most, He drove wild animals to demonstrate without even daring to show his face.
"Not only that... In this land of mountain gods, especially humane gods such as the City God, if they want to be prosperous, they must ask for dynasty canonization. So many heroic officials die every year, and the position in the hands of the monarch is also limited. It is difficult to balance all parties. It’s easy, so among Shinto, the competition is also very fierce... Just like this time Chaplin Mountain God and City God."
Fang Yuan had just sorted out this information from Qin Yi's memory after falling into a dream.
"This mountain god Chao Bi was a high-ranking official before his death. He had always had clear aspirations and his disciples were very capable. Only then did he reach the point where he could be canonized... This was hundreds of years ago..."
Looking at the army of birds and beasts, Fang Yuan played with a trace of red sword energy in his hand and sighed leisurely: "It's a pity... I don't want to live in this form of immortality!"
call out!
In the real dream, the phantoms of the eight-door sword formation trembled, and the fire sword in it was even more dazzling and radiant.
Phew!
The next moment, crimson sword energy suddenly erupted from Fang Yuan's body, falling like raindrops.
Poof!
Blood and flowers were flying, screams and wails were mixed together, and mixed with fire!
Even though Fang Yuan is still unable to manifest the complete fire magic weapon at this time, just some sword energy is enough to kill Wuzong level masters!
At this time, thousands of swords were fired, and not only the beasts, but also the entire forest was burning with blazing flames.
This fire is not an ordinary fire, but a spiritual fire, contained in the crimson sword energy, like little stars, spreading outwards, and then blazing, the sky is set ablaze.
In the red burning mountain, a pitiful cry seemed to be heard, and then gradually became thinner until it disappeared.
"So weak?"
Although he had known that the divine way was fragile, Fang Yuan was still a little surprised at this level.
He was currently holding a crimson long sword in his hand, with a coiled dragon as the handle, a green light in the middle, and translucence. It was very similar to the magic weapon in the real dream.
"I was planning to wait until the mountain god showed up and reward him with a sword. I didn't expect it to be so useless..."
Fang Yuan shook his head, turned around and walked away, disappearing into the sky.
A short while later, more people from the government rushed here, looking at the devastation, they were all shocked and speechless.
…
"No matter what kind of treasures there are in the entire Hui Realm, Hyacinth and the others cannot take them away..."
Fang Yuan left the Mount Chaplin area and quickly regained his strength, but he kept making calculations in his mind.
"Even if it is a special skill, because the world is different, it only has some reference value, which is better than nothing... Unless it is some specific treasure, it must be able to transform between reality and reality, or it must be included in the soul. Taken away... After checking everything in this way, the target is very small! Qi Pulse!"
Fang Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up.
For dreamers like them, anything tangible and qualitative is a burden. Only intangible and qualityless things are the treasures that should be pursued!
And the Qi pulse is very consistent with this!
"According to Hui Zhijie, there are energy veins between heaven and earth, which are the ancestors of everything. The big ones are scattered in the country, which are the national veins. The small ones are scattered in the water and soil, which are the spiritual veins and the earth veins! The country relies on the country Only through the pulse can one be bestowed with luck and blessings according to official positions. And all earth-bound spirits such as the city god, mountain god, and river god must also rely on the spiritual vein to survive... "
"The most important thing is that if this energy pulse can be intercepted and collected, it can be placed in the soul and taken away!"
Hyacinth and the others, if they don't have any more confidential information about the treasure, they are most likely to have this idea in mind.
After having this speculation, Fang Yuan knew what he should do.
Two days later.
On top of a piece of bluestone, Fang Yuan's energy surged all over his body, and three martial arts spiritual veins suddenly emerged, and he had apparently restored his cultivation level to his heyday.
"Sure enough... my superpower allows me to recover quickly even if I take possession of my body."
He stood up and looked at his attributes:
"Name: Fang Yuan
Essence: 36
Chi: 30
God: 21
Occupation: Dream Soldier
Cultivation: Xusheng, Wuzong (three lines)
Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body Skill [four levels (1%)], Hundred Poison Alchemy Body [one refinement], Eight Sword Formation [one sword (10%)]
Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Implantation Skills [Level 5]"
He moved casually, and the joints on his body suddenly cracked.
"I have finally recovered. The feeling of being restrained before was really frustrating!"
Fang Yuan had a hunch that this characteristic would definitely allow him to shine in the future!
"With Hyacinth and the others' vision, I'm afraid Xiaolingmai won't be able to see it at all!"
"Then there are only those famous mountains and rivers, and the rich spiritual energy of the earth. If it can be sealed into the soul, and then brought into the Daqian, it should be a good material, or... cultivation qualifications?"
Fang Yuan began to think: "If I had known this, I shouldn't have been so direct before. At least I have to capture Mount Chaplin and have a good time investigating!"
He definitely has the ability to seal Qi, but he lacks the most crucial method.
After all, it was the first time Hyacinth asked him to make up the numbers, so how could he tell everything, tell everything and tell the truth
"Fortunately, March is still a long time, so there are plenty of opportunities to try again!"
Fang Yuan looked in a certain direction with a solemn expression.
…
Jin Longze.
This is the largest lake in the Lie Kingdom, bordering several large counties, with crisscrossed waterways and abundant products, which can support a large number of people nearby.
Of course, the most famous thing here is the water god, Jinlongjun!
This god became famous very early, even before the founding of the Lie Kingdom. He was canonized by the previous dynasty. He had many efficacious effects, and relied on the energy of the Great Lake to withstand the wars and chaos caused by the rise of the Lie Kingdom.
After the founding of the People's Republic of China, the monarch sent people to check and found that Jin Longjun could still show his sage and extraordinary performance in daylight, so he was still canonized, which was actually a win-over.
"This gentleman can be called a big boss in Shinto!"
In Fang Yuan's view, relying on the spirit of a great nation, the monarch of the Lie Kingdom would naturally seize life and death to control the low-level gods such as City God and Land.
But facing an ancient god like Jin Longjun, especially one with a medium energy line, even if he can't resist the power of the country, he can still protect himself, which is a bit overwhelming.
This Golden Dragon Lord is the vassal town in the Lieguo Shinto. Not only is he the boss, he also protects a group of Hebo Water God's subordinates. His power is very important.
Fang Yuan had a goal in mind, and he carried out Qinggong Kung Fu all the way, specifically looking for roads less traveled by people. After reaching the Jinlongze area, he slowly slowed down.
Three days later, he climbed over a hill and saw a ferry crossing in front of him.
There were more and more people around, Fang Yuan walked to the official road, pretended to be a tourist on a long journey, and came to the ferry.
"Fengbodu?"
After looking at the name on the old rotten wood sign, he came to the dock: "Is this the Changliu River? I want to hire a boatman and go to Jinlongze!"
What he spoke at this time was naturally the Lieguo Mandarin contributed by Qin Yi, with correct words and a capital accent.
The fishermen and boatmen around him suddenly became a little solemn: "Little Alang wants to go to Jinze Lake? It takes two days to go by water and it costs 20 yuan!"
The coins of Lieguo are in the shape of a knife, with a small hole at the end that can be strung with a rope.
Fang Yuan took out twenty sword coins, which were also the contributions of those dead ghosts. They were clear and shiny, making people like them very much at first sight.
"Alang is worthy of being a native of the capital, he is so generous!"
This new coin was of sufficient weight and not adulterated. One coin was even worth two old coins. The eyes of the boatmen suddenly lit up.
After looking into each other's eyes, an old fisherman came out and said, "If Alang doesn't give up, then take my boat!"
"Oh, it's you… "
Fang Yuan glanced around and saw that the boss of the boat looked forty years old, but he had been working hard for a long time, and his hair was gray, which made him look a bit older. His hands had thick joints, and he was obviously very strong, and he was a good boat operator.
"What's the name of a boatman? Just call me Fish Shit!"
Old Man Yu chuckled and led Fang Yuan to a boat that looked old but was quite strong. He began to weigh the anchor, raise the sails, and leave the port. Every move was orderly and smooth, with a pleasing sense of smoothness.
"Huh? Have you ever awakened to your zodiac signs?"
Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes and saw that when this person moved, there was a faint smell of water vapor on his body, turning into a black fish, and he couldn't help but ask.
"The guest has a sharp eye. The old man has the appearance of a black carp. When he was young, he was lucky enough to refine a black fish essence scale and put it into his body. It is of no great use. It just can add some water properties and sense the flow of water..."
Yu Da laughed.
For a person like him, with low qualifications and no backing, it would be quite good if he could start the path of cultivation.
Even so, without the bonus of official luck, it is extremely difficult to break through. It is just a little stronger than ordinary people and has a little help.
The water was gurgling, and because it was going down the river, the boat was moving very quickly. Fang Yuan chatted with Yu Da one after another:
"What is the purpose of this guest coming to Jinlongze?"
"Worship God!"
"That is!"
Yu Dayi puffed up his chest: "Our Lord Hu from Jinlongze is the most efficacious god! That's..."
I don't know what I thought of, but my face felt a little sad. I looked at the river and remained silent.
"It's just that the spirit monsters under my subordinates often harass the ground, and people's livelihood is not peaceful..."
Fang Yuan silently added in his heart: "But this is already the spread area of the Kanazawa water system, so of course you don't dare to say..."