To rebuild the gods, one must first be someone. Now I have to ask my wife to have a baby. When will I be busy? Guiling gave me a tip, the solution is very simple, which is to start from the major cultivation sects. In order to convince Lu Xiaoyi, he also talked about the history of the gods. At that time, the gods were originally a small tribe. In addition to the bloodline heirs, they were all people in the lowest level of the human world. Later, some poor people in the human world could not survive. I heard that there was a gods to protect them, so they came to join in. Gradually, the gods grew stronger.

However, such a god clan has a serious disadvantage. Apart from the bloodline heirs, others have no combat power. Not to mention the Daluo Golden Immortal, even ordinary cultivation sects, dozens of masters can deal with the god clan. Later, the results verified this point. The Daluo Golden Immortal, ranked among the top 100 in the fairy world of the spirit Juling Continent, joined forces to attack and successfully defeated the bloodline heirs directly. Then they killed the people of the god clan. As for how Lu Xiaoyi, the bloodline heir, emerged, and why there was no heir of the bloodline heir of the god for more than 5,000 years, the Turtle Spirit couldn't figure out these problems. Because for the long five thousand years, the Turtle Spirit had been sleeping in the soul-hiding beads.

The soul-hiding bead can automatically find the heir of bloodline and possess it. The reason for this is that the soul-hiding bead is a magical artifact left by the great Xuanwu god back then, so it is normal to have this ability.

Anyway, Lu Xiaoyi didn't get much information from Guiling, so this guy has been sleeping for too long.

After communicating with the Turtle Spirit for a night, Lu Xiaoyi was still very energetic and had no intention of sleepiness. This is also a benefit after the upgrade of the Big Turtle Shell Technique. The question of how to re-establish the Gods is naturally a long-term plan. If a fake cultivator wants to convince the real cultivator, or even establish the faith of the gods, you have to fool him. Simply put, it is just a cheat.

Up to now, there is a victim, Qi Ziqing. As long as she is dedicated to the Tao, takes Lu Xiaoyi's mental method and practices successfully, she will come to find Lu Xiaoyi sooner or later. At that time, just give her some benefits, keep her mind open and let her know that following Lu Xiaoyi is really promising, are you still afraid that she will not follow?

There are so many cultivators in the Juling Continent, just slowly deceive them.

"Lu... That man, if you want to cheat, you must have some paths and targeted deceptions. If you are thinking about it, you have advanced auxiliary methods here and those who are greedy for beauty, you have to be wronged and sacrifice yourself... If you have something to say, don't do it."

Smoke and dust were rolling up on the road, Lu Xiaoyi was chasing the Turtle Spirit crazy, and the silly white tiger, grinning and following behind happily. As a mount, he didn't know how he took the initiative to invite his master to ride, nor did he know how his former master endured it for so long.

After leaving the Sanmen Town, Lu Xiaoyi planned to go back to Jiang Town first, settle the Meng family and make a batch of blanks, and then kill to Qingnang Gate and ask Feng Xiong to help refine weapons. Of course, Lu Xiaoyi would not let him work in vain, and the benefits would definitely be given to him. For example, there is a prescription for elixirs in Guiling. It is said that as long as the soul has not dissipated, a life can be saved.

The white tiger was finally remembered by Lu Xiaoyi and grabbed its ear and scolded: "Why did you agree to be a qualified mount? Why are you either chasing rabbits or killing deer all day long? You ate a pig last night, and I will be poor by you in the long run. I really don't know how you live to this day with a mount like this. You are not allowed to be so unruly in the future, otherwise I will stew you and drink soup."

Now Lu Xiaoyi threatens these two things around him. The most effective way is to stew the soup. As expected, Baihu was so scared that he trembled all over and lay obediently on the ground. Lu Xiaoyi sat on it and found something was wrong and it was so uncomfortable. He searched in the ring, spread it with a blanket, and tied it up with a belt on both sides: "Make do it first, and go back and create a saddle."

"Let's go back to Jiangzhen." Lu Xiaoyi patted Baihu's neck. The guy jumped forward and suddenly jumped high.

When Lu Xiaoyi saw its posture, he saw that it was more than ten meters tall. What did this ghost want to do? Are you not afraid of falling to death by jumping so high? But this guy ran too fast, and the wind blew. During this jump, Lu Xiaoyi was so scared that he had no intention of talking. When he jumped to the highest point, Lu Xiaoyi felt stable and would not fall. When he was about to scold the tiger, he frightened the swear words in his mouth with a silence. In the relationship, the white tiger stretched out two wings under his armpits.

"Ah, why are you growing a pair of wings?" Lu Xiaoyi exclaimed, and the turtle spirit squatted on his shoulder and smiled contemptuously: "Haha, it's a spirit beast flying tiger. Some people don't know about it, so they ride the flying tiger as a horse."

As he flew higher and higher, Lu Xiaoyi screamed: "No, I have a fear of heights!"

The white tiger's wings are three meters long and one meter wide. Sitting on the back of the white tiger, as long as you don't die, you won't fall off at all. After discovering that there is no possibility of falling down and falling to death, Lu Xiaoyi was proud and often looked down at the earth beneath her. I thought about flying before, but it has not been realized. This was originally a ability that only cultivators have. Now it has been realized unexpectedly.

"Baihu, you foodie, have this trick. You didn't give you so much meat in vain. Also, you can fly. Why didn't you say it earlier and scare me half to death! I'll stew you in this sudden attack next time!"

The feeling of flying is so cool. The only disadvantage of being so high is that it is cold. But Lu Xiaoyi couldn't take care of it anymore, and his lips turned white and he didn't say what he meant. He found a blanket to wrap himself up and insisted on enjoying the pleasure of flying.

The sight of the sky was excellent. From a distance, I saw two people fighting, one was stepping on clouds, and the other was having a kite under his feet. One was holding a long sword and a sword energy flew around, and the other was holding a furnace that was several times larger than the normal form, blocking the left and right. The two of them were going back and forth, jingling and fighting happily.

"Who are these two people? That fat man looks familiar." Lu Xiaoyi murmured, and the turtle spirit left his shoulders, rolled in the air, turned into a flying eagle, and headed straight to the battle site.

"Xiaobai, let's go down!" Lu Xiaoyou's name to Baihu was too frustrated. Baihu refused to agree, but he threatened to stew the soup. Then he became cowardly and accepted the unequal treaty in aggrieved manner.

As he brushed, the white tiger landed on the open space in the mountains. Lu Xiaoyi looked up and soon the turtle spirit flew back.

"The two are acquaintances, the fat man is Feng Xiong, and the other is Su Changfeng. Feng Xiong's situation is not good now, and it seems that he can't beat him." Turtle Spirit reported the investigation results, and Lu Xiaoyi touched his chin: "Turtle man, if we help, how should we help?"

Turtle Spirit covered his face and sighed: "There is no one nearby. This kind of low-level cultivator lets the white tiger fly over and can slap it in a palm and can't take care of yourself." Lu Xiaoyi glared at her eyes: "I know what you are thinking in your heart. Isn't it just that mine is a rustic? Labor and capital recognize it! The rustic is a rustic, and the rustic is also the object you must obey."

After saying that, he stepped onto the White Tiger: "Fly over, I want to slap that bastard Su Changfeng!"

The white tiger jumped forward with a swish, and there was a hillside several hundred meters high below. If this leap was not able to fly, it would have fallen to death. Lu Xiaoyi did not make any fuss this time. The white tiger's wings stretched out, and Lu Xiaoyi stared at Su Changfeng.

I have magical powers, how can I miss such a good opportunity to show off and deceive people?

Feng Xiong is now complaining secretly. Although Su Changfeng was plotted against in Sanmen Town, this guy is a disciple of Haotian Sect, and no one dares to make things difficult for him. He quickly released this guy, and Su Changfeng believed that he was cheated by Feng Xiong. When it comes to playing pills, Qingnang Sect is the ancestor of the world's cultivation sect. He dared not take revenge in Sanmen Town, for fear of being seen. So Su Changfeng followed him all the time and walked to a place where no one was there, and then he devoted himself to kill Feng Xiong.

Feng Xiong's attack power is not good, but his alchemy furnace is a defensive magic weapon. Su Changfeng used all kinds of attack methods, but he still couldn't do anything about the other party. Feng Xiong knew that he was about to lose. The alchemy furnace magic weapon is indeed easy to use, but it consumes too much energy. After a long time, he can't stand it. Once there is no energy input, he will be fat on the chopping board.

Generally, if you can't beat it, you have to run away. The problem is that it is better than running away. No one of the same level of cultivators can't run away from the flying sword of Haotian Gate. Feng Xiong dares not run away. Once he shows his opponent behind his back, he will be dead. Judging from this, Su Changfeng wants to kill someone quickly.

It was almost impossible to hold on, Feng Xiong was anxious. After all, he was a disciple of Qingnang Sect. He couldn't defeat his opponent, so he could still do it. So he had an extra pill in his hand. This thing was very domineering. After eating it, he used the essence and blood to turn it into poisonous blood and spit out a large piece. Once the opponent was poisoned, no one in the cultivation world could save it. The disadvantage of this is that Feng Xiong himself was poisoned. Although he would not die at once, his life could be saved. This body of cultivation was considered aborted. The cultivation of a cultivator was no different from death.

Just as Feng Xiong was about to die together, someone from afar shouted: "Don't panic Feng Xiong, I'll come."

As soon as he finished speaking, the White Tiger was as fast as lightning and had already arrived at the battlefield. Su Changfeng had no time to dodge. The White Tiger flew too fast. The mount of the Daluo Jinxian was not comparable to that of a cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage.

Su Changfeng had no reaction to the person who appeared in front of him. Lu Xiaoyi calmly stretched out his palm and slapped it hard. Seeing the slap in front of him becoming clearer and clearer, Su Changfeng was extremely shocked. The clouds under his feet were transformed by flying swords. Once someone approached, he would automatically attack the threatening target. Now the flying sword had no reaction, as if he was completely suppressed by a master.

"My life is over!" Such an idea flashed through Su Changfeng's mind, and his palm slapped him firmly on his face, with no room for resistance. His body tilted, his eyes turned black, and he knew nothing.

The effect of divine power was so terrible. With just a slap, Su Changfeng screamed and fell down quickly. Then he looked at the white cloud, turned into a sword, and chased after him with a whoosh, holding Su Changfeng, who was ignorant of his life and death, and flew away with him.

I don’t know if Su Changfeng fan had killed her. When Lu Xiaoyi turned around, Feng Xiong was so scared that he trembled all over and knelt on the wooden kite.
Chapter completed!