Inside the palace.

The palace is deep and is illuminated by night pearls the size of fists.

At this time, under the arrangement of green mountains and black water, many aquatic races were attached, mostly clam girls, shell girls, shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and they quickly selected the best to enrich the house.

In the main hall, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, and the Shinto crown on his body was moving.

"The eight living rooms are filled with people, and they really look like a god!"

He opened his eyes and a golden light flashed in his eyes.

"Canglang River Bo is only a lord-level god. Even if I completely refine the power and gain authority, I can only get the help of Canglang River spiritual energy and can slightly compete with the celestial immortal..."

Fang Yuan’s goal is to immediately become famous, even gain the attention of the Heavenly Court, and recruit and absorb.

A small Hebo is much worse than this goal.

Unless he immediately floods three thousand miles of water and causes trouble to the world, it is very likely to attract the attention of the Heavenly Court, but that is to come to the Heavenly Condemnation, or the immortal cultivator comes out to kill demons and eliminate demons.

"In fact, this is also a solution. In Journey to the West, did Sun Wukong also rebel once before he got the position of Monkey King? When dealing with the court's amnesty, you can't be too soft at the beginning... The opposite is Song Jiang in Water Margin!"

Fang Yuan's thoughts are constantly in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Of course, if you want to kill someone and get recruited, you must have the strength.

Of course he has his own strength, but the imprint of the inner demon world is too obvious. Once it is used, it is no different from suicide.

However, with Canglang Shuibo, it is impossible to do something that makes the Heavenly Court angry and cannot be suppressed.

"It's better to go the right path honestly... the merits are felt by heaven...hehe..."

Fang Yuan was holding an ancient scroll in his hand, which talked about a past event in the spiritual world.

The books record that there is a scholar in the Zhu Kingdom named Xu Wei. He was a good man who practiced for three lifetimes. He was quick-witted. Later, he passed the exam and became an official and was a parent. Wherever he passed, he was "great rule". The people built a temple for him. When he died, there was a feeling of heaven and earth. A god-like man with golden armor appeared and appointed him as the city god of the Zhu Kingdom with the will of heaven.

"Hehe... the ancient book says that this is Xu Wei's merit that moves the world, so he has the title of Heaven. In fact... this is not right!"

Fang Yuan couldn't help but think of the kingdom of gods in the world of Monge.

Among the kingdom of gods, there is a kind of saint.

Perhaps they were no different from ordinary believers in the mortal world, but they understood the profoundest truths of the gods and integrated them into their daily lives, saying and doing.

After such a person dies, his soul will be automatically led by the Kingdom of God, and he will not have to go to the underworld to automatically become the Holy Spirit.

This kind of holy spirit is naturally not enthroned by the gods.

But their "Tao" shakes the rules of the Kingdom of God and forces the gods to take them in.

The same is true for Xu Wei.

His merits have reached the heaven and earth. If the heavens are not enthroned, it would be a "loss of virtue" and he has given up a lot of power in vain.

Therefore, many things seem to be open and upright, but in fact they hide in secret.

At this time, what Fang Yuan wanted to do was basically the same as this Xu Wei.

Everyone has to make certain achievements. When they reach the Heavenly Court, they have to recognize him and even promote him to the level of God!

‘Although the Heavenly Court must be enthroned, once such a young man is promoted, he will inevitably squeeze out other people’s resources and positions. How could he be welcomed?’

‘Looking at Xu Wei, who has been sitting on the bench on the seat of the City God of Zhu Kingdom, and later fell, it can be seen!’

‘If I were summoned into the Heavenly Court, I would have to polish it carefully… The most suitable place is the battlefield of the inner demon!’

No matter what organizational force is, it is a tradition for the elderly to suppress newcomers.

Of course, this kind of suppression does not have to be manifested, it can be found in many forms.

According to his estimate, if a new god in the heavenly court has no backer and cannot be a god, there is a high possibility of being exiled, and it must be called carving and polishing.

This is Fang Yuan’s plan. Although it is simple, it is very feasible.

As long as your identity is not exposed, you can definitely go to the battlefield of the inner demons.

"About this time... I will succeed Canglang Hebo and become enemies with Lingfei Sword Sect. I will be in trouble in the future!"

"The Lingfei Sword Sect is one of the seventy-two Immortal Sects. There are several celestial immortal ancestors in the sect. Their power is extraordinary. Of course... I won't be afraid of them!"

Fang Yuan pondered for a moment and clapped his hands.

Qingshan and Hei Shui walked in side by side and saluted respectfully: "I have seen the Lord... our Shui Mansion has recruited all the shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and they are organized into ranks, with a number of 5,000, which can be used at any time!"

"After he ascended to the throne of the gods, there were endless congratulatory letters around him, and many gods sent gifts, which had been booked and stored in the warehouse! We all declared to the outside world that the Lord needed to stay in seclusion for a period of time to stabilize the divine power..."

Qingshan said in a complaining manner.

Ascending to the throne is a big event, and the nearby practitioners and other gods must congratulate them one by one.

It is reasonable to hold a banquet to celebrate.

However, all these were rejected by Fang Yuan in the name of seclusion.

He has great ambitions, so where is there any kung fu in dealing with these worldly affairs?

"You can just pass these little things on for me... Let me take a look at the guest posts..."

Fang Yuan took a stack of famous posts and read them casually.

This kind of famous Shinto title is naturally different from other places. With the caress of fingers, one by one, one deep, vast, or free and invisible breath emerges, appearing vividly.

"Well... there are only two or three of these people who need special attention. Just hold a small banquet later and have a banquet."

Fang Yuan bounced his fingers, and suddenly his eyebrows moved and he pulled out a famous post: "It's the God of Huoshan Mountain who also came to congratulate me... This god is related to another opportunity in Ming Yujun's memory. You can use this as a reason to visit Yi2."

...

Just as Fang Yuan was constantly thinking about it, the Lingfei Sword Sect was located at the mountain gate.

"The sword plaque of Wansanjian is broken, and both form and spirit are destroyed..."

"He is the sword master of our sect, but he was actually killed. This is a provocation to our sect. He must be retaliated against him, otherwise how can he have face?"

Several swordsmen with the appearance of elders talked about it and looked at the head of the sect in the middle.

"Wan Sanjian is a disciple of my sect. He died at the hands of outsiders. We naturally have to seek justice for him!"

The head of Lingfei Sword Sect looks middle-aged, wearing a blue shirt, with a strong sense of bookish aura, three long beards fluttering in the wind, and they look quite good: "I sent someone to investigate and have returned from investigating this time! Kong Luo!"

He summoned, and a young man with swordsman entered the hall and knelt on his knees: "Disciple Kong Luo, I have seen the supreme master of the sect, all elders..."

"Forget it!"

The head teacher said: "Tell me all the moves about the death of Wan Sanjian, don't worry about anything..."

"yes!"

Kong Luo calmed down: "A few days ago, I received a letter from the head teacher Feijian, and immediately went to the area where Junior Brother Wan had traveled before. Through the breath of shattering the sword plate, I found the vicinity of the Canglang River Longmen... There, there were obviously fights, and there were traces of the explosion of the demon Yin thunder. I investigated from multiple sources and searched several demons without hesitation. Finally, I knew what happened that day, and the cause was that a god position appeared!"

"The God's Pose?"

Several elders with gray hair and short hair were astonished as they saw that they were not many, and their eyes lit up: "What kind of level is it?"

"Once such a god of heaven and earth is refined, the spiritual energy in the Dharma Realm can be used, which is even more amazing..."

They all have little life span and do not look down on the small officials in the Shinto. When they heard the news, their eyes were a little red.

"Even if it is just a child-level god, created by heaven and earth, it is much better than the human imperial edict. If we take it, we can prolong our life immediately..."

"Report to all elders..."

With the eyes of many wolf-like eyes, Kong Luo could only grit his teeth and answer one by one: "The ordinary monsters don't know what the position of the god is. But later when the news came out, the disciples realized that it was Canglang River Shuibo's god who was born!"

"Tsk tsk! It turns out it's Shui Bo!"

Several elders were amazed: "Canglang River is full of water and it is probably within the scope of the Gods' Dharma Realm, so it may be able to compete with the celestial immortals!"

"Although in the end, this god must have been defeated, it's also amazing."

"The first thing to see the level of the gods is, the second thing to see the scope of the domain. The water of Canglang River must be the level of the uncle, and the scope is wide. We are afraid there is no hope..."

These elders are all at the level of the Earth Immortals, with a vicious vision.

It would be okay to know that if the divine position was not refined, it would be no different from seeking death when you rashly enter the other party's Dharma domain at this time.

"This god is in trouble. If you want to be foolproof, you still have to ask the ancestor of the immortal to take action!"

In the Lingfei Sword Sect, the supreme masters and elders are both earth immortals and a few celestial immortals, but they are all hidden and cannot be revealed until the critical moment.

"It seems that you have decided to make up your mind!"

The middle-aged master nodded: "So... I'll ask Uncle Master to take action once!"

After he left, several elders looked at each other, and there was a mysterious color in their eyes: "No wonder the headmaster was anxious. After all, these Wan Sanjians are his group of people, and they still have a chance to become the real master of the sect in the future, competing for the top position of the sect...'

At this time, the opposition was also very complicated. They hoped to boost the reputation of the Lingfei Sword Sect, and hoped that the head sect could suffer a great loss this time.

"Master!"

The middle-aged leader didn't think so much.

His face was quiet, and he came to a sword valley in the back mountain of the sect, and knelt down with a loud bang.

"Crazy..."

Accompanied by a faint sigh, an old man in white walked out slowly, with a scent of a saint on his body: "What are you hesitating about?"

"Master... the god appeared very strangely, maybe it was the seed cultivated by the Heavenly Court..."

The head teacher hesitated.

“Even so, so what?”
Chapter completed!