Reborn as a Snake: Many Children, Many Blessings, Only I, the Green Snake Immortal

Xiu Shan was born into a poor family and nearly starved to death during a famine in his childhood.

To save his life, his parents sent him to Xuanyang Temple.

Seeing that he had some potential, the monks of Xuanyang Temple took him into their temple.

After joining Xuanyang Temple, Xiushan showed great talent and eventually became the new abbot of Xuanyang Temple.

It was from the moment he became the abbot that Xuan Yang Temple changed.

He attracted a large following, constantly collected incense offerings, extorted money from the people, and even developed a way to pray for children.

A once-prosperous Buddhist temple has been turned into a den of iniquity.

Xu Qing kept flipping through Xiu Shan's memories, remaining unmoved despite the wailing and struggling of his soul.

As the abbot of a Buddhist temple, Xiushan has many useful memories.

For example, incense offerings and vows.

By collecting incense offerings and storing them within oneself, one can increase one's strength at the fastest speed!

Especially for certain special beings, they follow the path of becoming gods through incense offerings, and their cultivation requires the use of incense.

For example, mountain gods, water gods, city gods, and underworld gods, etc.

With enough incense offerings and prayers, they can become true strongmen in the shortest amount of time.

Incense has countless uses.

Therefore, countless religious practitioners flock to incense offerings and prayers.

Xu Qing continued to peruse Xiu Shan's memories, gaining a deeper understanding of the outside world.

Xuanyang Temple is just one of the cultivation forces in Fengyang.

Besides them, there are also two other forces: the Wuliang Sword Sect and the Dongjiang Academy.

On the imperial side, there was the Fengyang City God Temple, the Demon Slaying Division, and three thousand soldiers stationed in another location.

At this moment, the monk Xiushan's soul could no longer bear it.

Xu Qing burned it to nothingness with a burst of flame, and then began to clean up the battlefield.

First and foremost is the jade bottle containing the faith and aspirations of all beings.

This is a good item, and Xu Qing put it directly into his storage ring.

The staff of the monk Xiushan, as well as the vajra of other monks, are also good.

However, it sustained considerable damage in the previous battle.

The only intact items are the tin staff and eleven vajras.

As Xu Qing searched, he breathed flames, burning the minced meat to ashes.

Finally, he found a lot of gold and silver, as well as bundles of amulets for protection and warding off evil spirits.

The gold and silver were pocketed.

Xu Qing tried the talisman and found it was just a stack of waste paper, with no mystery whatsoever.

These bald monks collected the gold and silver that the believers had painstakingly accumulated, but they were unwilling to use even a little bit of their magic to make something real.

"You all deserve to die."

After burning the bundles of peace and protection talismans to ashes, Xu Qing made sure there were no things left behind before turning and leaving.

Back to the Taihang Mountains.

Xu Qing took out the jade bottle and used his spiritual eye.

He immediately saw wisps of green vapor rising from the bottle.

Following the method from Xiu Shan's memories, Xu Qing carefully manipulated a wisp of green energy and absorbed it into his body.

"boom!"

The moment the green energy entered the body, a booming sound came from the darkness.

"May Buddha bless my wife and let her give birth to a son!"

A man's voice echoed in Xu Qing's mind.

He was startled, but then he realized what was happening.

That sound is what is contained in faith and aspiration.

He carefully sensed it and discovered that the wisp of green energy was merging into his body, nourishing his flesh and blood, and tempering his bloodline!

This incense can help improve one's bloodline!?

Xu Qing was overjoyed and immediately took out another wisp of incense smoke and integrated it into his body.

"I hope my mother gets better soon; I haven't taken her to the temple fair yet..."

Another illusory voice rang out.

Xu Qing had expected this, so he was no longer surprised.

Wisps of azure energy emerged from the jade bottle and, under Xu Qing's control, merged into the fifty-meter-tall azure body.

His bloodline is undergoing a subtle change.

The power of sentient beings' wishes is weak, yet it contains infinite wonders.

"My youngest child is frail. I'd give anything to ensure he grows up healthy..."

"I hope my son can enter Mr. Qi's school this year..."

"The rent has gone up again. Master Lu raises the rent every year. The harvest from one acre of land is so meager, yet he wants to take it all. Why isn't he dead yet..."

『......』

A series of voices rang out.

Xu Qing continuously refined it, removing any impurities and transforming it into the purest energy.

His body was slowly growing longer, and the cold light reflected from his scales became increasingly deep and eerie.

I don't know how much time passed.

Xu Qing slowly opened her eyes.

A semi-transparent system panel appears.

Name: Xu Qing

[Identity: Snake God of Taihang Mountain]

[Bloodline: Ancient Rejuvenation (520/1000)]

[Length: 59 meters]

[Cultivation Period: 1050 years]

Number of offspring: 3080

[Earthly Fiend Techniques: Exorcising Spirits, Borrowing Wind, Generating Light, Capturing Souls, Spitting Flames]

[Spells: Five Thunder Technique, Spiritual Eye, Divine Speed]

He noticed the change in identity at a glance.

He was originally the master of the Taihang Mountains, but now he has become a snake god.

"Is it because it absorbed the power of incense offerings?"

Xu Qing muttered to herself, her gaze shifting downwards.

His bloodline, physical length, and cultivation level all increased, which made him quite happy.

But he also had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

There was a lot of incense in the jade bottle.

The final result, however, was somewhat different from what Xu Qing had predicted.

The effect was much weaker.

"Could it be that all this incense belongs to those bald monks, and it clashes with my attributes?"

Xu Qing was somewhat puzzled, but since he couldn't find anyone to verify it, he could only guess.

The incense in the jade bottle had been completely used up.

The monk Xiushan went to great lengths, searching for incense offerings in dozens of places, but in the end, all of them benefited Xu Qing.

Feeling his strength improve, Xu Qing was in a great mood.

Just now.

Liu Mei, heavily pregnant, hurried up the mountain from the foot of the mountain.

When she saw Xu Qing at home, she rushed over in a panic.

"What's wrong?" Xu Qing asked.

"Husband," Liu Mei looked very nervous, "Do you remember the black mist area west of Xuan Yin Mountain that I told you about before?"

Xu Qing immediately perked up and asked, "Is there any movement?"

"Hmm!" Liu Mei nodded. "That place used to be very peaceful, but today, I don't know what happened, there was a sudden commotion, black mist was rolling, and there were sounds coming from deep within, which sounded very eerie."

One thing after another happened.

Not a single day can be peaceful!

Xu Qing got up again and headed towards Xuan Yin Mountain with Liu Mei.

After a while.

Xu Qing arrived at the west side of Xuan Yin Mountain and looked at the thick black mist not far away, his vertical pupils shining brightly.

He used his spiritual eyes, trying to see through the situation within the black mist.

however.

As if something had sensed the spying, the black mist suddenly churned.

The boundless black mist surged wildly, like a tsunami rushing towards Xuan Yin Mountain.

"roar!"

Faintly, Xu Qing heard a hoarse roar coming from the black mist.

He immediately withdrew his spell and retreated with Liu Mei.

The black mist seemed to be wary as well, and did not enter the territory of Xuan Yin Mountain. After reaching the edge, it quietly faded away.

What's inside the black mist?

Xu Qing felt a growing sense of urgency, a sense of doubt creeping into his heart.