The golden elixir is a star. Do you call this cultivating immortality

Chapter 173 The banquet is held for thirty consecutive days!
The wolf-dog in red dress soared in the air with an enchanting figure.

The people of Shijia Village all looked frightened.

Qi Yuan looked at the red-dressed wolfdog, the god of Shijiacun, with a strange look in his eyes.

"The divine infant who has mastered a ray of original magical power is Perfect?"

He could tell at a glance that the so-called gods in front of him actually had limited strength and were not much stronger than those villagers.

The divine baby was only perfect, but under the worship of the villagers, it condensed a ray of original magical power.

This is already scary.

In the Canglan Realm, if the Divine Infant cultivator can master the original magical power through this method, it goes without saying that the entire Canglan Realm will be in chaos, with "gods" everywhere.

You must know that there are dozens of divine infant monks in the Great Shang Kingdom and thousands in the Hundred Kingdoms, but there is not a single one from the Zi Mansion.

It can be seen how big the gap between Zifu and Shenying is.

The wolf-dog in the red dress has a charming figure and sticks out her generous tongue: "The new-born ancient god must taste delicious."

The new gods can increase their cultivation by devouring the ancient gods.

The red-dressed wolf-dog looked at Qi Yuan with eyes shining.

Qi Principle was so advanced that he pretended to be relaxed and said: "Hmph, you, a little monster, should be able to add a lot of experience to me, right?"

After coming to this world, Qi Yuan discovered that his character level was different from the previous level 1 to level 100.

Now he is clearly a level 1 divine creature.

The red-dressed wolf-dog in front of him was a level 55 divine creature.

The difference between the two is... huge.

It is comparable to the early stage of Yuan Dan and the later stage of Shenying.

The other party is still a god located in the territory, in charge of a divine infant with original magical powers.

Generally speaking, for Qi Yuan, it is indeed an instant kill.

Now, if Qi Yuan does not summon the Stellar Golden Elixir, it would really be difficult for him to cross so many levels with his strength in the game.

"My people, worship me!"

"Follow me to kill the enemy!"

At this time, the red-dressed wolfdog gave a charming shout.

The villagers in Shijia Village couldn't help but frown, and their faces turned pale.

Obviously, facing Qi Yuan, the ancient god who suddenly appeared, the red-dressed wolf-dog looked contemptuous on the surface, but once he made a move, he gave it his all.

Countless red light spots flew out of the villagers' bodies and landed in the hands of the red-dressed wolfdog.

Eventually, a huge mace was formed.

Shen Tu looked at the mace, and his gums trembled: "This is a sacrificial weapon!"

Sacrificial vessels are worshiped by all peoples. They contain the hearts of all peoples and represent the origin of the world.

Of course, according to Qi Yuan's understanding, this is a magical weapon that can display the original magical power.

"Something interesting." Qi Yuan was surprised.

This was the first time he saw someone like him, engraving the original magical power into a magic weapon.

At this time, the village chief Yu Lei had arrived with nearly a hundred villagers.

Looking at the red-dressed wolf-dog that absorbed the villagers' offerings, they all had a look of fear in their eyes.

"Ruined!"

"The evil god...ah!"

"Let's go and help Lord God!" Village Chief Yu Lei said.

All the villagers did not hesitate to unite at this time to help Qi Yuan.

But Qi Yuan said: "There are many people, and the feast is also lively."

Qi Yuan has no fear of level 55 divine creatures.

"Sword come!"

He drank lightly.

I saw the long sword behind him suddenly unsheathed.

The long sword was blood red with complex lines carved on it. On the hilt of the sword, seven men with ferocious faces sat around it, with different expressions on their faces.

The overwhelming blood energy filled the air at this moment, and the sky throughout Shijia Village turned blood red.

The sky was covered with a layer of blood, as if a troll had come to the world.

The villagers of Qingshui Village who originally came to support couldn't help but stop.

That terrifying blood energy... was like an evil soldier that had slaughtered thousands of creatures.

When the villagers of Shijia Village saw this, they couldn't help but look terrified: "Evil God!"

"It's actually the evil god!"

Just now, the villagers in Qingshui Village said that the god in Shijia Village was an evil god.

Now, the villagers of Shijia Village actually say that the god of Qingshui Village is an evil god!

Qi Yuan looked at the red-dressed wolf-dog: "You have the blessings of your people and the support of the temple, but I have a sword to chop off your dog's head!"

This time he said "cut off the head of the dog", Qi Yuan said it very calmly.

Because, the other party really has a dog head.

"Go sword."

Qi Yuan didn't take action himself at all;

His body of ten thousand gold will not stand on a dangerous wall.

He was only at level 1, so if he was touched, he would be in bad luck.

The long sword engraved with the original magical power flew towards the red-dressed wolf-dog.

The wolf-dog in the red dress looks frightened.

"Where did you get the sacrificial weapon?"

She was puzzled.

The other party had clearly left the temple and the fiefdom, so why was there still a sacrificial vessel? Moreover, it was such a terrifying sacrificial vessel.

The mace in her hand was nothing compared to the terrifying long sword.

"Cut off the dog's head!" Qi Yuan ignored him and commanded directly.

The long sword engraved with the original magical power rushed towards the red-dressed wolf-dog.

The master of the virtual world uses the original magical power of the inner demon.

How could a divine infant perfectly resist the inscription-level original magical power?

In just half a breath, the patron saint of Shijiacun fell into madness.

"Eat, I want to eat!"

The sword flew past, and the red-dressed wolfdog's head fell to the ground.

The dignified guardian deity was easily killed.

A vast amount of experience entered Qi Yuan's body at this moment.

His level also increased from level 1 to level 2, level 3, and finally stayed at level 11.

The villagers in Shijia Village were stunned.

Village chief Yu Lei was also stunned.

The villagers behind him were stunned.

Aren't gods who are separated from the temple weak?

How...can he kill the new god of Shijiacun?

Especially the fat man who had been preparing to see Qi Yuan's joke had his eyes widened at this time.

"Our god has some brain problems, but his strength... is so strong!"

How could such a powerful god appear in a village like theirs and such a dilapidated temple?
Somewhat unreasonable.

Village chief Yu Lei's eyes fell on the bloody sword.

"It's not God who's powerful, it's the sword!"

He could see that the original magical power contained in that sword was particularly strong.

If you take one step further, you can turn it into a magical weapon!

That is a powerful artifact that can suppress an entire city!

"Our ancient god was born with a sword, maybe... he is the heir of a certain true god!" Village Chief Yu Lei judged.

Otherwise, how could the birth of an ordinary patron saint be accompanied by such a powerful sacrificial weapon.

The other villagers also felt excited when they heard this.

They, the gods of this ruined village, have a great background!

"The gods are so powerful, can we eat two Wowotou in one meal?"

These villagers dream boldly.

At this time, the villagers in Shijia Village were even more frightened.

Especially the most arrogant family in Shijia Village.

They brought in new gods, who were closely tied to their destiny.

The new gods fell, they...

"No!"

A terrifying wolf head broke out from the body of a villager.

Immediately afterwards, wolf heads emerged from the bodies of more than a dozen villagers.

"They have been assimilated by the new gods. When the new gods fall, they will also transform into... evil beings!" Shen Tu said quickly.

Those who are more loyal to the new god will receive more benefits, and the new god will assimilate them and become temple guards.

And if the new gods fall, they will become unconscious gods who only know how to kill.

The most arrogant and domineering family in Shijia Village before, dozens of evil spirits appeared in an instant.

"The little monster died and became a little monster?"

Qi Yuan glanced.

The bloody sword turned into a stream of light.

"Everything wards off evil!"

"Behead them all!"

"Open a big seat!"

"Open for thirty days in a row!"

A banquet hosted by a god is a bit shabby and can only be opened for one day.

But if the whole family is killed, wouldn't it be possible to hold a banquet for several days in a row?

Bloody light flew across Shijia Village.

Every time he killed a villager who had turned into a wolf-dog man, Qi Yuan's face lit up with pride.

The day when the banquet is held can be extended for one more day.

Within a dozen breaths, those terrifying gods were killed by Qi Yuan.

His experience has slightly increased a lot.

Compared to the patron saint, the increased experience gained by those evil beings is not worth mentioning at all.

After killing all the evil beings, Qi Yuan and Shen Tu landed in Shijia Village.

Qi Yuan's face was majestic and he exuded a powerful aura.

The bloody sword was returned to its scabbard.Seeing this, the remaining villagers in Shijia Village knelt down and said, "Lord God, please spare my life!"

There was no way to escape, now I could only beg for mercy.

"We don't believe in the new gods. Everything was forced by the stupid Shi Fugui!"

The burly man who was held down before also knelt down solemnly at this moment: "Thank you God for saving my child. This life of mine, Wang, belongs to God!"

Facing Qi Yuan, these villagers were extremely afraid.

After all, this god could kill the patron saint of their village.

They lowered their heads and quietly awaited their fate.

After all, the ancient gods hate people like them who believe in the new gods.

Some people with a domineering temperament will be killed directly, while those with a kind temperament will be treated kindly.

The new god in front of him looked full of blood in his sacrificial vessels, and he was not easy to deal with at first glance.

The fate that awaits them may be cruel.

"Your patron saint is dead, what should you do?" At this time, Qi Yuan asked the kneeling villagers.

The villagers present had their hearts in their throats and eyes, wondering why the ancient god said this.

"Judgment of the new god's crimes and start the judgment conference!"

"The Judgment Conference is over. Be loyal to the ancient gods!"

"Build new temples and create new statues for the ancient gods!"

These villagers spoke tremblingly while accepting this reality.

Compared with surviving, laboring people and money to build temples and statues is really nothing.

Qi Yuan was speechless as he watched the villagers chattering.

These people...don't they have common sense?

"The evil god is dead. What you should do is start the feast!"

"I have killed more than 30 of those evil gods' minions, so this seat... will be open for 30 consecutive days!" Qi Yuan said loudly.

The sound spread in Shijia Village.

The villagers in Shijia Village were completely stunned when they heard this.

open?
What the hell?

The expression of the man named Wang also changed, and he finally said: "Hurry up and get ready, let's start the banquet!"

When the villagers heard this, they nodded quickly: "Yes, let's have a feast!"

At this time, it's pretty good to be alive, just do what the ancient god said.

As a result, the lights were brightly lit and banquets were held in Shijia Village.

The villagers in Qingshui Village looked at each other, and finally, with Qi Yuan's approval, they eagerly came to the banquet.

Looking at the dazzling array of food and even meat at the banquet, every villager in Qingshui Village was not greedy or drooling.

They have been hungry for too long.

Without the blessings of the gods and the water source cut off, their crops were almost useless.

On the other hand, in Shijia Village, the granaries are filled with all kinds of grains, and there is no shortage of pigs, chickens, ducks, geese, and fish.

Even Qi Yuan was a little surprised.

No wonder everyone believes in the new gods.

There are indeed good things to eat when you follow the New God.

There were more than 30 banquet tables. Qi Yuan did not move his chopsticks, and the others did not dare to move their chopsticks.

At this time, Qi Yuan stood up and raised his wine glass.

"Today, we gather together with great sadness."

"The sky is in tears and the earth is in sorrow. My good brother, the patron saint of Shijia Village, the wolf-dog god unfortunately passed away today and left us forever."

Qi Yuan's voice was impassioned and somewhat sad.

The people in Shijia Village looked at each other, and the villagers in Qingshui Village also looked...confused.

At this time, Qi Yuan stretched out his palm: "On this sad day, we deeply remember him."

When the burly man named Wang saw this, he immediately made a face.

Suddenly, several women in white clothes walked out of Shijia Village.

"God, you died so miserably!"

"Woooo..."

These aunts are specially used to mourn.

They cried miserably and were very moved, as if their relatives had really passed away.

Qi Yuan heard their cries and felt a sense of ritual.

"Have dinner!" He started eating directly, almost performing a show of swallowing a pig's head alive.

I'm just... so hungry.

Ever since he time traveled, he has never been as hungry as he is today.

The villagers in Qingshui Village, on the other hand, ate like crazy ghosts reincarnated.

Some people ate secretly and hid some food.

Really, so hungry.

……

In Qingshui Village.

Two old men were lying on the haystack, eating steamed buns.

"Hey, what's the end of a day like this?"

"It's coming soon. If Master Shenming dies in Shijia Village, our Qingshui Village will probably be gone too. Fortunately, I still have some dry food left, so I don't have to starve to death."

"This new ancient god is really weird. If he stays in the village, our Qingshui Village will be able to take a breather in a short period of time. If he goes to Shijia Village, it will be like a meat bun beating a dog."

These two old men represent the aspirations of almost everyone.

No one thought that the newly born ancient gods could defeat the new gods.

And... even if he defeats the New God, he will end up miserable.

Today's Feihuang City can be said to be half of the world owned by the New God.

There is almost no place for the Old Gods.

Just then, a rustling sound came.

The old man looked puzzled: "Sister Jiang, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"

A middle-aged woman who looked extremely weak raised her head, her eyes were shining, but she said feebly: "Eat a meal."

"Ah?" The old man felt that these two words sounded familiar. Did he hear them somewhere today?

"Lord God will kill the evil god. A banquet is being held in Shijia Village. We are going to help...for dinner."

Hearing this, the old man was stunned.

Lord God killed the evil god?
Or is it the home court of the evil god?
His eyes lit up: "Eat a feast!"

Those are not important, only the food is important.

……

In Shijia Village, the evil god was killed, and the largest family was also attacked by Qi Yuan.

Mountains of grain and food were found.

On the first day, the banquet was the evil god's banquet, and on the second day, the banquet was continued.

Anyway, with so many people dead, the party must continue to open!

One day, a thin horse pulled a carriage. In the carriage, an old man wearing a Confucian robe and a skinny figure was sitting.

He closed his eyes slightly and looked seriously injured.

"Sir, are you okay?" Huang Mengying asked worriedly.

“The new god in Kuangfeng Town is a bit strong.

Nowadays, there are [-] guards in the town, which is impregnable. On its home court, I... fought with it... and suffered serious injuries. I need to rest for three years before I can take action again. "When the old man in Confucian robe mentioned this, he looked remorseful and said, "Alas, I feel unworthy of the entrustment of Lord Huang. "

Huang Mengying's face became even more worried when she heard this, but she still said: "It's fine, sir."

"It's a pity that in the land of seven towns, six towns have been ruled by the new gods, and Feihuang City can't support a single tree." The old man in Confucian robes sighed.

Feihuang City has always believed in ancient gods.

An ancient god is also enshrined in the city.

But 20 years ago, the ancient god suddenly fell into a deep sleep.

The situation in the city changed drastically.

There are many wealthy people in the city who are secretly agitating to welcome the new god.

Huang Mengying's father was the city lord of Feihuang City. Naturally, he was unwilling to welcome the new god and suppressed the big families in the city.

However, the big families in the city, seeing that they could not leverage Feihuang City, secretly colluded with the major towns and planned in some towns to overthrow the ancient gods and welcome the new gods.

Today, six of the seven towns under Feihuang City believe in the new god.

As for the villages, almost most believe in the new gods, and only a few believe in the old gods.

The old man in Confucian robes was a good friend of the city lord and a powerful man in the late Zifu period. He was personally invited by the city lord to attack the new gods in the six towns in order to eliminate their power.

Unfortunately, he only killed one new god and was severely wounded when he met the second one.

At this time, the sound of suona came, which seemed particularly lively.

This seems to be especially rare in the villages near Feihuang City.

The old man in Confucian robes was slightly stunned: "Tong'er, what's going on in the village ahead?"

"Sir, let me ask."

The boy driving the carriage got out of the carriage and ran towards the village ahead.

Not long after, Tong'er came back: "Sir, in front of us is Shijia Village. They are... having a banquet!"

"Shijiacun, let's have a banquet?" The old man in Confucian robes was a little confused.

If he remembered correctly, there was an evil god in Shijia Village.

"It was the ancient god of Qingshui Village who killed the evil god of Shijia Village and then started a feast!"

When the old man in Confucian robes heard this, he immediately smiled: "I have to go and take a look at such an interesting thing."

Huang Mengying next to her was also very interested.

Because what is happening in front of me is indeed a bit unbelievable.

In such a world, it is rare for ancient gods to kill new gods.

And there are even fewer people who kill the new gods and then open the banquet in a grand manner.

After all, the new gods are now so powerful that some ancient gods cannot protect themselves and are unwilling to go against the new gods.

"Let's go and have a look." Huang Mengying was also a little curious.

She is familiar with the county annals and knows all about the gods worshiped by the major villages in Feihuang City.

The god that Qingshui Village believes in is the dog-tailed grass god, which is the lowest kind.

How could such a god kill the evil god of Shijiacun?

Driving a carriage with different thoughts in mind, the old man in Confucian robes and Huang Mengying came to Shijia Village and saw the lively side.

At the same time, they also saw several coffins on the ground and people crying in mourning.

What was originally a trivial matter seemed particularly funny at this moment.

(End of this chapter)