Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 317
After all, he is a brave general who has crossed the battlefield, and he has long looked down on life and death.

Shan Fuhu only felt a tingling pain in his neck, and then, an illusion of lightness still appeared.

No, not an illusion.

Shan Fuhu opened his eyes and looked at the familiar corpse on the ground. There was still a smile on his face, but his body was getting colder.

This is the world after death?

Shan Fuhu looked down at his hands and feet.

The limbs glowing with blue light showed a slightly transparent texture, and before he could react, he saw palace servants stooping to pass through his soul.

Skillfully painted the makeup on the corpse on the ground and put on noble clothes, the self in the coffin was no different from his life except for his eyes closed.

"Is my grandfather still used to it?"

"The soul has no form. The reason why you still retain the appearance of your life is only because of the subconsciousness of your grandfather."

Shan Fuhu was eager to try to play tricks on the palace servants beside him, but he was suddenly called out by his grandson, and quickly restrained himself and put on a serious look.

"Can Your Highness see the old man?"

After reacting, Shan Fuhu suddenly asked curiously.

"That's right. When His Highness was born, his eyes were like green lotuses. The great monk also said that this is a sign of the reincarnation of the Buddha. It must be reasonable to be able to see some ghosts."

Before Pei Miaode opened his mouth, the old master justified his words.

Seeing that he thought so, Pei Miaode was also happy that he continued to misunderstand, so he changed the topic casually.

"The soul is the weakest thing in the world. If it cannot be reincarnated in the underworld within the specified time limit, it will be gradually worn away by the strong wind, thunder and lightning in this world, but it will turn into a wisp of black smoke and dissipate in this world."

"That's why I asked the old lady that Fu Ke is all right."

Pei Miaode had the experience of being out of body, so he naturally knew the danger.

"Why does the old man feel that there is no difference?"

The old lady Fu waved her hands subconsciously when she heard the words, as if she wanted to catch the breeze, but she couldn't catch anything, so she could only rub her hands together in embarrassment.

"It means that you are protected by the will of all people and the luck of the imperial court. Grandpa please look up."

After Pei Miaode finished speaking, he played a formula.

Shan Fuhu raised his head and looked at the past, he didn't feel it when he was a human being, but now he has become a soul, and he really found that there are more mysterious and unspeakable things in this world.

Streams of golden gas entangled and climbed up to the top of the altar, and then a dragon shadow with five-clawed golden scales appeared.

This is the Dragon Qi of the Great Yuan Dynasty.

Lingering around it, there are wisps of pale white smoke, and there are faint praying figures coming out of it.

"Good girl Qin Yuchuan, please ask for a talisman for Mr. Xiang, may he be named on the gold list this time..."

"Father Lu Cao, please bless the master of the mountain god, bless my grandson safe and happy..."

"Student Wang Chongjun..."

As the voice in his ears became clearer, Shan Fuhu's eyes also became confused, and the power of all sentient beings rushed into his body wrapped in dragon energy.

At the same time, the figure of the old master gradually changed.

He was dressed in a shining gilt jade lion armor with phoenix wings and eyebrows on top, and the treasured sword in his hand was also replaced by a dragon mace wrapped around a yellow dragon.

Seeing this, Pei Miaode finally let go of his heart.

He clapped his hands and shouted with a smile.

"It's done! The old master is waking up soon!"

Shan Fuhu shuddered violently, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the originally light soul body seemed to have weight again.

"Grandfather's divine enlightenment is complete!"

Pei Miaode Jishou explained to him.

The so-called incense and fire gods were born based on the wishes of the people, and they naturally had to respond to the wishes of the people. This was also the restriction imposed on the gods by the Yuan Dynasty.

The statue erected by the imperial court for Shantihu is a portrayal of the half-life of the old lady Fu Rongma. The people prayed to the statue, wishing that the force would naturally distort the appearance of Shantihu into that of a god.

"So it is."

The old lady Fu Ruo waved the Knocking Dragon Mace with feeling, and pointed out suddenly.

Immediately, a khaki streamer flew out, blasting a big hole in the compacted roadbed, more than three or four feet deep.

Shan Fuhu was also taken aback by this power.

When he was still alive, if he wanted to do this, at least seven or eight knives would have to be done, so how could it be so convenient.

"Is this the power of the gods?"

Shan Fuhu murmured and looked at his hands, as if he couldn't believe that he did it himself.

"More than that, when my grandfather is fully familiar with this power, and then manipulates the power of the Langshan Mountain Range, it will be powerful enough to collapse mountains and crack earth, then he will be a real supernatural power."

Pei Miaode's words are true.

Even the newly born Xianghuo God can at least be comparable to a real person with supernatural powers if he has completely mastered his own power.

The only shortcoming, I am afraid, is that it is limited by the golden words of the emperor.

A decree can knock it down from the mundane world.

Is there any power in this world that can get something for nothing, and can benefit without any harm?
However, Shantihu's attention point is not here.

After all, his daughter was the first empress of the Great Yuan Dynasty, and his grandson was still the prince of the dynasty, and the future descendants and descendants of the dragon also have a trace of his blood.

Can he still do something to his loyal old master?
Guanghe County held a pivotal position in the territory of the Yuan Dynasty. It was a kind of trust in itself to let him sit in the position of the mountain god of Langshan.

"Cracking mountains and cracking earth..."

Sensing the majestic divine power in his body, Shan Fuhu couldn't help but be overjoyed.

For a martial idiot like him, there is nothing more attractive than a stronger power.

If the prince hadn't been there, he might have flown back to Langshan right now to test the newly acquired power.

Pei Miaode also saw Shantihu's mind, but the ceremony was not over yet, so he spoke out.

"Grandfather, please be calm. The imperial conferring ceremony is not over yet, and we still have to wait for the gods of Langshan Mountain to be sent by the heaven and man. Grandfather, you can be regarded as the real mountain god."

As soon as the words fell, I saw five-colored brilliance shining in the sky, and it suddenly fell into the hands of Shan Fuhu.

The old man spread out his palm, and when he looked closely, it turned out to be a three-inch long jade button engraved with scripts of flowers and birds.

"Langshan God..."

Shan Fuhu murmured those few words.

As if self-taught, he read these words very easily.

"The God of Mount Lang hasn't returned yet?"

And as a few words spit out from his mouth, the jade button burst into divine light, and disappeared in his heart the next moment.

It is clearly Langshan which is several miles away, but Shanfuhu has a faint illusion, as if he can return to the mountain from this remote Xuanzhen Temple in an instant as long as he thinks about it. In contrast, Langshan Every plant and every tree seems to be under his control.

As long as he thinks, he is omnipotent in Langshan.

Until this moment, Pei Miaode's hanging heart was finally let go.

The success this time also means that the Incense and Fire Divine Dao is feasible in Dayuan, and it also means that Dayuan will really have some means of self-protection when monsters come to the world in the future.

(End of this chapter)