I am your natural enemy.

Chapter 729: Speed ​​is of the essence, let me do it

Wen Yan recalled that Luoshen had said that every time the river's course changed, He Bo's temperament would change. If the course changed drastically, his temperament would change even more dramatically.

In fact, many things related to the Yellow River are constantly changing, and the Yellow River god is also constantly changing.

On the one hand, diversions are things that are clearly recorded and cannot be changed without evidence of human manipulation.

Dividing the power of the river gods and preventing one from dominating was indeed a correct move that was not controversial in previous dynasties.

If we look at the above things individually, they are all things done by people and there is no controversy.

But now that they are all together, something seems to be getting more and more wrong.

New river gods were enthroned, many stories were added, and some details of the ancient legends were changed.

This is subtly changing cognition.

In addition, the major diversion is a key entry point, which can be manipulated artificially.

This is where the action really begins.

If there was no power from the Great Dream Snake Mother, that power which was both real and illusory would be the guide.

Then all the above operations are useless, no matter how fancy they are.

Even if you can divide the process of making the fake become real into many steps, each step can be completed and can be done.

Well, the difficulty of this is totally different from the difficulty of making the fake come true and simultaneously topping the Hebo ship.

But if the power of the Great Dream Snake Mother is added as a guide, the difficulty of the process from zero to one will plummet.

Wen Yan himself has a deep understanding of this.

He knows best what his level is.

He was a guy without even a soul, but he could use the method of cultivating the soul taught by the old Taoist priest and take the first step in cultivating the true through using the false.

Even the things he cultivated, now seem to have nothing to do with the primordial spirit, and are a million miles away from it.

But this was also certified by the old master himself. He had reached an extremely high level in practicing the fake to make it real, and had truly taken a solid step on this path.

If this kind of power was given to someone who is already an expert in this field, he might have ascended to heaven on the spot.

Wen Yan roughly understood why Lu Xingwei's life or death was so important.

If Lu Xingwei died in his hands right after being awakened, then the matter would be nailed down.

Even if Lu Xingwei died, he would still fall into a state of deathly silence, waiting for the next resurrection.

But on a cognitive level, he could be portrayed as dying at the hands of Wen Yan.

At the same time, other river gods of the Yellow River, some of whom have the authority of river gods, or who directly claim to be He Bo, can take advantage of Lu Xingwei's offline status and continue the process of taking over the account with justification.

After completely replacing He Bo's account, Lu Xingwei might never wake up again.

Wen Yan thought about it, but still felt that something was missing.

Another question is, why was Ha Bo chosen?
Although He Bo has the title of the King of Rivers, in reality, he has been beaten by Ying Long, by the Water Monkey, and by...

After checking the battle record, it seems that it is really not that good.

If I have to say something, it's probably just that although the record is not very good, but I can still survive until now, which is quite capable.

Wen Yan put himself in the shoes of the people. If there were so many conditions, and if so much energy was spent, and if he had to make up stories, change stories, erase some things, and rely on time to change most people's cognition little by little.

In the middle, 80% of them had to intervene in the struggle between dynasties, and at the critical moment, they changed the course of the Yellow River...

Did you go through so much trouble just to replace Habaek's account?

Anyway, Wen Yan felt that it wouldn't be that...

Unless, there are some benefits to the name He Bo that he doesn't know about.

This kind of benefit is not available anywhere else.

Wen Yan was lost in thought, and when he came to his senses, there was no one in the yard, and the old Taoist priest had already returned to his house.

Wen Yan bowed to the room and turned to leave.

At this moment, I recalled what the old Taoist priest had said before, and suddenly realized, wow, this is what the old Taoist priest meant?
Is it appropriate to slander a certain founder of Tianshi Temple and now apply the content you imagined to him?

Inappropriate?

After walking out of the yard, Wen Yan looked back and couldn't help laughing.

If it were last year, the old Taoist priest would definitely not have said this, right?
The old Taoist priest at that time seemed a bit out of touch with the world, but now he is becoming more and more down-to-earth. I don’t know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing.

Wen Yan walked back briskly and unsteadily, his mood becoming a little better.

At least make sure that what happens during practice is not a bad thing.

He was also looking forward to what it would be like if he, who had no soul, could finally master the method of regaining his soul.

It's probably unlikely that a soul would appear out of thin air, but the primordial spirit is not a soul, right?
The more Wen Yan thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense.

When passing by Miss Qi's house, the window on the second floor was open. Luo Shen leaned against the window, looking at Wen Yan walking below with a smile on her face.

"You disappeared for two days, but what did you find?"

Wen Yan nodded, and then he saw Luo Shen jumped directly from the window, took three or two steps in the air, and appeared in front of him.

"Did you really find anything?"

"Well, I found that child, and I just happened to send him back. As for the discovery, I did find something there, but it may not be useful."

"where?"

"It's a water palace in the Yellow River that we've been to before. It's nothing special."

"Let's go, and do it again." Upon hearing this, Luo Shen immediately set off in a hurry.

"Sister, we went there last time and didn't find anything. There's no need to rush. I haven't eaten yet."

"Speed ​​is the essence of war."

Wen Yan had no choice but to be dragged away by Luo Shen.

Luoshen is a water god, and now she is dragging Wen Yan to the underworld. Wen Yan has no idea what she is thinking or how she dares to do that.

“Wait a minute, I’ll ask someone to come and clear the way.

If we walk down by ourselves, we won't get lost in there, but we're not sure where we'll end up in the middle.

It’s better to be cautious.”

Luo Shen had no choice but to wait there. Wen Yan shook his head and went home to eat something.

Five minutes later, Wen Yan took Luo Shen down the underworld and disappeared.

In the south of Decheng, not too far from the bath center, at the door of a shop with a second floor, a thin man who looked to be in his thirties or forties was looking at the door.

"Just keep it simple, just write Cen's Leather Goods Studio, and use white as the background color..."

"That won't work. The background color of the street signs must be uniform, or similar." Someone from the advertising company nearby took note of the request and gave his opinion.

"It doesn't matter, just use a simple, square font, no logo, and try to be quick."

"Okay, this is easy. I can come and install it for you tomorrow."

After sending the people from the advertising company away, the man looked towards the north and sighed. "This is outrageous. No wonder more and more people come here to settle down. Who dares to cause trouble?"

There is a heavenly master, a demon king, a water god, a killing god, and a living witch priest, plus Wen Yan, who will always be on the road to hell. There is a reason why Decheng has good security.

He didn't even dare to live in the north of the city, for fear of offending someone by accident.

Just as I was thinking about it, the owner of the printing shop next door came over.

"Brother, are you making leather goods?"

"Yes." The cobbler replied, and then asked, "Outsiders?"

"Hey, how did you know?" the printing shop owner said in a plastic Mandarin voice.

“Locals don’t call people that.”

"Hey, what do you think of this bag? Can it be customized?" The printing shop owner took out his mobile phone and showed a photo.

"Yes, it can be made. The Dulles bag made of horse bridle leather is not cheap, mainly because the leather is expensive."

"Just make the same one. I know it's not cheap."

"Okay, this is a big size, so five thousand is fine, just for good luck."

The printing shop owner nodded readily.

The cobbler looked at the back of the printing shop owner and secretly warned himself that it would be best not to cause trouble in Decheng, because who knows what a passerby he met on the street was doing.

On the other side, Wen Yan had also brought Luo Shen to the bank of the Yellow River, not far from the place where they entered in the old dream.

Fortunately, this place is not downstream, otherwise, this water palace would have disappeared with the passage of time and the migration of the river channel.

After finding the place where he had gone into the water in his old dream, Wen Yan looked around and found that it no longer looked the same as before.

"Let me ask you something first. If you meet the river god down there, can you defeat him, sister?"

Luo Shen didn't rush to answer, she was thinking about Wen Yan's words.

"You mean him?"

"Yes, but not Xiao Lu."

"He can't beat me, but he can't beat me either."

"Sister, you might as well explain it more clearly."

"He can't use the power of the Yellow River to deal with me here. This is a rule that has been set a long time ago."

"Awesome." Wen Yan gave a thumbs up and felt relieved.

Wen Yan dived directly into the water, and Luo Shen followed behind.

According to the location in his memory, Wen Yan quickly arrived nearby. With Luo Shen's presence, they easily entered the water palace.

The way to enter was the same as what I saw in the old dream, but there was a difference after entering.

In the dream, it looked like a rough cave, but now there are buildings and gates here, which obviously means it has been expanded.

The last time Wen Yan and Luo Shen came here, it was a bit dilapidated. The River God’s wives who had lived in this water palace had died two times in a row, and no new one had moved in since then.

Pushing open the stone door and entering, Wen Yan thought slowly this time, sensed slowly, and with the help of Luo Shen, he moved forward bit by bit.

He reached the end and found nothing. When he walked back, Wen Yan looked ahead, paused, and went back to the end. He closed one eye and looked with the other eye.

After slightly adjusting the angle, the passage and portals in front were intertwined to form a rune pattern.

Unfortunately, Wen Yan had actually learned this rune.

His fourth great uncle forced him to read books and study, and he saw it when he was learning fingerprints.

When Qingxuzi asked him to read and study, there was an introduction to this rune in the content about controlling ghosts and gods in Qingcheng.

Even when the old Taoist priest was teaching him the method of cultivating the soul, he also told him that the normal way required the use of such runes.

It has many functions, and the effects vary slightly in different places.

Generally speaking, according to Wen Yan's understanding, it is an instruction to assist the soul to leave the body and a lock-picking tool to temporarily open the shackles of the physical body.

When he closed one eye, stood at the very end and looked back, he slightly adjusted his position, and the moment he completely formed the rune, he saw that everything around him began to become illusory.

At the end of this long passage, a vague shadow seemed to appear.

The blurry shadow suddenly turned around and stretched out an arm to grab towards this side.

Wen Yan felt that everything around him was becoming blurrier and blurrier.

The next moment, Luo Shen's hand grabbed his shoulder. This was the only thing he could see clearly in the blur.

The hand pressed firmly on his shoulder, preventing his body from moving.

But Wen Yan could still feel that the blurry figure in the blur seemed to be still grabbing something on him.

He couldn't be sure for a moment, because he clearly felt that his body was not affected at all, and his strength was not affected either.

At this time, Wen Yan saw that in the blur, a shadow that did not even have a human shape appeared above his head. The shadow seemed to be affected and was about to fall into the blur.

Wen Yan now understood why he was being pulled but it seemed like nothing was happening.

That was pulling at his soul, but unfortunately he had no soul, so in the end he could only pull at the false god.

However, as a fake god, his current state is in an old dream, so it is still considered fake, right?
Wen Yan was wondering whether he should summon his own soul.

A prompt appeared before my eyes.

"Extra tip from identity dark xx: Get out of the way, I'm peeing yellow, let me come."

Wen Yan had an idea and temporarily gave up trying to summon his soul. It might not be useful to pull his stupid son over, as the other party might not have a soul.

Why not give it a try?

As his thoughts flashed through his mind quickly, he saw a drop of black water falling from the shadow that was so blurry that it didn't even have a human shape, and then it spread out inside.

The blurry shadow, when being pulled, instead of resisting the pressure and retreating, actively pounced forward.

In an instant, his false god rolled out like a wild dog on break free.

The vague shadow at the end of the passage was obviously startled.

The moment he came into contact with the fake god Wen Yan, the black color that spread on the fake god began to slowly spread over him as if it was poisonous.

The fake god rolled over and over, as if it had grown four limbs, but then Wen Yan vaguely saw that it seemed to have seven or eight limbs.

All the limbs climbed up together, trying to hug the vague shadow.

In a flash, the blurry shadow retreated and disappeared.

The false gods are gone too.

Everything that was blurry around him disappeared in an instant, and everything returned to normal. Luo Shen placed a hand on his shoulder, with a frown on her face.

"what happened to you?"

"It's okay. I feel like...something has been released."

(End of this chapter)