Conferred God: Got cramped at the beginning

Chapter 167 Chishui of the Flooding Soldiers

After leaving Xiqi and heading west, you will find the land of Xidi.

Compared with the "Central Plains" that the human race claims to be, the vastness of the land of Siyi is actually far greater than the Central Plains of the human race.

However, compared to the Central Plains, the land in Siyi seems extremely desolate and barren. It is extremely difficult to cultivate it.

As time goes by, although the "Central Plains" of the human race is expanding bit by bit, invading the lands of the barbarians bit by bit, the speed of expansion is extremely slow.

After stepping out of the gate of Xiqi and stepping out of the "Central Plains", a completely different scenery appeared in front of Ao Bing.

Everywhere in the world can be described as wild and lush.

Between heaven and earth, all kinds of creatures, whether animals or plants, are extremely active and full of vitality here.

But this vitality does not belong to the human race.

Because in this wilderness, when countless creatures are fighting for survival, the grains, animals, etc. domesticated by humans are completely unable to compete with those wild animals and plants, so it is difficult to grow.

The Di people who live here, even though some wise people imitate the Central Plains people, sow and cultivate the land - but if they are even the slightest bit negligent, wild weeds will spread and destroy those people. The vitality of the grains is swallowed up.

And the various livestock they raise will be inadvertently infected with various plagues and die in droves...

This is what the human race calls, raw soil!

The incomparably rich spirit of humanity also seems quite thin in this wilderness.

Although there are Xidi's presence and traces of the human race here, it is no longer considered the territory of the human race.

What truly dominates this wilderness are all kinds of creatures and many immortal gods.

Especially the gods!

In the wilderness of Xidi, if those gods want to gain the Di people's faith and gain the Di people's fear, they don't need to bring disasters at all - they just need not to give them shelter, and countless disasters will destroy those Di people. destroy.

Therefore, although the gods here are all wild gods and Mao gods, and have never been enshrined by heaven, their beliefs and their incense are extremely stable.

Their strength is also quite tyrannical.

Of course, corresponding to their strength is their temper, which is also unusually strong.

Compared with the order in the Central Plains, the situation here is somewhat similar to the legendary ancient times.

Unscrupulous and lawless.

The strong are respected and life and death are taken away from them.

The creatures living in this world, regardless of whether they are immortals or gods, only pursue two things.

Survive, reproduce, and become powerful.

Apart from that, the rest are insignificant!

In this vibrant area, there are also other countries in the same category, some named Juyao, some named Shusha, some named Yuezhi and so on.

The image of its citizens is different depending on the terrain.

However, in the eyes of the Central Plains, these many countries, regardless of their origins, are collectively called: Xidi.

Stepping on the land of Xidi, Ao Bing looked up and saw an extremely majestic sacred mountain, higher than ten thousand feet.

That sacred mountain is the center of this Xidi land!

In this vast area, countless immortals and gods are coming in and out of the mountains and gathering in the mountains.

That sacred mountain is one of the most famous sacred mountains in ancient times.

West Kunlun!

The Queen Mother of the West, who has great supernatural powers, lives here.

The mother tree in the peach garden in the Heavenly Court was a gift from the Queen Mother of the West.

After a moment, Ao Bing lowered his gaze back to his eyes - although West Kunlun is a sacred mountain, it is not a blessed place for Ao Bing.

After all, the relationship between the Queen Mother of the West and the Phoenix clan is very cordial. If we go to West Kunlun and Ao Bing has a conflict with those Phoenixes, it's hard to predict whose side the Queen Mother of the West will take.

Ao Bing looked in front of him and saw red river water flowing over his feet.

In the river, the extremely sharp aura of gold and iron spreads in the water, and there is an extremely mysterious power that corrodes all things.

All around the river is desolation.

When Ao Bing stepped into the red water, the power that corroded all things in the water entangled around his feet, eroding away all the mana, energy and blood circulating around him.

There is also the gold and iron energy in the water that is like a sword, trying to peel off Ao Bing's flesh and blood and completely chop Ao Bing into pieces.

This is Xiaochishui, also known as Liubingshui.

It was the era of the ancient demon clan. Thousands of demons fought here, and finally their bloodline gathered here to form Chishui.

Later, Emperor Xuanyuan and Chi You fought here again, and countless remnant soldiers fell into this place with broken halberds and sank to the bottom of the water.

So for countless thousands of years, the aura of gold and iron, and the aura of sharpness among the broken soldiers and broken halberds, have been integrated into the river, turning this small red water into a river full of aura of gold and iron, full of sharpness. The very existence of the river of Qi is like an extremely powerful weapon.

This is the origin of the nickname "Liu Bing Shui".

The moment he saw the river, Ao Bing had the idea of ​​refining the river into a weapon. However, when his thoughts spread to the river and wanted to sense the water eyes in the river, the aura of gold and iron in it, It turned directly, turning Ao Bing's thoughts into powder, and completely shattering Ao Bing's plans.

On both sides of the river, there were people from Di kneeling down and offering sacrifices.

After the ancient ceremony, various sacrifices were offered, and Ao Bing watched as the Di people sank the old weapons in their hands from the shore to the bottom of the water. After a while, when they picked up the weapons again, the weapons were , it has become extremely sharp!

Among these Di people, some powerful ones plucked up the courage to go deeper into the river - the deeper they went, the more turbulent the gold and iron energy in the river became, and the weapons they finally obtained were naturally Sharper and stronger.

However, this behavior itself is also extremely dangerous.

There is a strange power that corrodes all things in the Xiaochishui. Those mortals who go deep into the water, wrapped in flesh and blood, will be eroded by the water and turned into gold and iron statues if they come back too late.

Ao Bing's eyes fell, and through the extremely calm river water, he could see that there were many statue-like things under the river, like beasts and mortals.

This is the transformation of the creatures that have been swallowed up by Xiaochishui for countless years.

Not only those mortals, but also some immortals and gods will come to this small chishui to use the mystery of this chishui to refine their weapons and magic weapons...

"The eyes of this little Chishui don't look like they have been refined." Ao Bing watched as the sacrifices offered by the gods and mortals who came to refine the weapons and magic weapons were taken away by inexplicable power. Afterwards, I couldn't help but frown.

"Forget it, let's give him a try first to see what the nature of the golden and iron fighting spirit in this little Chishui is."

Ao Bing put his hand into the small red water, and the water-forbidden method was already activated.

As Ao Bing's magic power surged, the gold and iron energy in the water was pushed away, and pure water appeared under Ao Bing's palm.

In the center of Ao Bing's palm, as the water flow differentiated, the murderous aura of gold and iron melted into the water flow, as well as the aura of decay, also appeared at the same time, entangled like yin and yang.

In the little Chishui, which was as red as blood and as dense as iron, suddenly, a translucent bright color appeared. Under normal circumstances, this bright color symbolizes vitality, which is inconspicuous, but in this little Chishui, this bright color appeared. A little bright, but extremely eye-catching.

"Fellow Taoist, you have gone too far!" Seeing the crystal clear water spreading more and more, like a sharp sword, cutting off the little Chishui, the master of the Little Chishui hidden in the dark finally appeared. Out of his own shape.

He was wearing a red robe, and there were lines on his face that looked like rust.

When it appeared, the magic power on him directly resonated with Xiao Chishui, and he looked like a water god.

But in fact, according to Ao Bing's observation, the resonance between him and Xiao Chishui was not at all due to Shuiyan.

It was this man who forcibly adjusted his own foundation, so that his magic power was filled with the same golden and iron energy as Xiao Chishui, and in this unique way, he merged with Xiao Chishui.

This 'Water God' is the master of Xiao Chishui, named Chi Ran Bing.

When Ao Bing arrived at Xiaochishui, Chi Ranbing had already noticed Ao Bing's presence. However, he was not sure of expelling Ao Bing. Therefore, he had no choice but to let Ao Bing linger around Xiaochishui. After Ao Bing collected enough gold and iron energy and the edge energy of the weapon like others, he left.

However, he watched Ao Bing sit by the river for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and directly changed the nature of the small Chishui River. How could he still sit still?

If this little Chishui turned into an ordinary river, then what would it mean for him to persevere for many years and forcefully adjust his foundation to get close to this little Chishui?

Therefore, even if he was not very sure about facing Ao Bing, he had to show his body shape in front of Ao Bing's actions.

Otherwise, my home nest will be gone!

(End of this chapter)