Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

Zhou Chen walked into the house with curiosity, and the calming and soothing scent of incense wafted into his nose.

The ancestral hall is not large, occupying only about three zhang square, but it is clear to outsiders that it was built with great care.

The gaps between the four stone walls were filled with lime mixed with glutinous rice paste, which, once dried, became as hard as iron and stone, impervious to wind and rain.

A ceramic statue stands in the center of the ancestral hall.

The terracotta figure's face is blurred and indistinct, yet it possesses both majesty and gentleness.

At the lower end stands an exquisitely carved shrine inscribed with "The Shrine of the Benefactor of Cangsong Village," without specifying a name.

Two lamps stood on either side, their oil overflowing, clearly replenished daily.

Just as Zhou Chen was wondering who erected this statue, since it didn't even have a name, a wisp of his own round, self-contained fortune separated and entered the clay statue.

The statue's indistinct face underwent a slight change the instant the fortune entered.

Zhou Chen looked at it closely and found that it resembled him quite a bit.

At first glance, it looks like a mirror.

"It's me?" Zhou Chen raised an eyebrow, feeling a bit surprised.

Even though he had seen many deities in the Qiankun Realm, and even had his own shrine in the Guanxian Land Temple, this was the first time he had ever been worshipped with incense day and night in the real world.

The next moment, Zhou Chen had a sudden inspiration, and his consciousness became connected with the statue in front of him.

In an instant, an incredibly rich aroma of incense wafted over.

Zhou Chen could feel every prayer in the warm and reassuring incense offerings before him.

Some couples who have been unable to conceive sincerely pray for a child, while others are parents praying for the health of their frail children. Many more hope that this statue will bless them with wealth and prosperity.

"Indeed, no matter which world you're in, the pursuit of wealth is more common."

Among the surging wishes, some were particularly sinister, either begging him to unleash his divine power to kill someone with whom he had a grudge, or asking him to cause a pregnant woman to miscarry.

As Zhou Chen felt the overwhelming surge of divine power, he quickly focused his mind to avoid losing himself in it.

Immediately afterward, with a thought, a faint golden light rippled around the statue, and the sinister willpower in the ocean of willpower was squeezed out of the statue like a festering sore, vanishing into thin air.

As for the remaining willpower, Zhou Chen did not allow it to be integrated into his own spirit.

Although as long as one relaxes one's mind and allows these wishes to flow into oneself, one's mental strength can be several times greater.

But the mixed thoughts within made him unwilling to do so.

He is who he is, and he doesn't want any external thoughts to shake his mind.

Suddenly, Zhou Chen brought his thoughts back to himself and looked up at the statue.

At this moment, the statue that resembled him underwent a change.

A faint halo of light floated behind its head, almost comparable to the ever-burning lamps on either side.

Zhou Chen looked outside. It was already bright outside, and a fiery red sun was faintly visible.

The thought merged with the statue, and in that instant, much time had passed in the outside world.

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A moment later, Zhou Chen took out a bundle that Yi Yan had used in his early years from his spatial ring, carried it on his back, dressed as a hunter, and walked to the village entrance, looking around.

The rebuilt Cangsong Village, far from being desolate, became even more lively after other people who had been kidnapped by Black Wind Village joined in.

Dozens of wooden houses have been erected around the village, and the sound of hammering can be heard from several unfinished houses.

At the village entrance, a group of children who were playing stopped and looked at the stranger warily.

"What are you here for?" Sun Xiaohua looked at the honest-looking hunter, feeling that he was somewhat familiar, but she couldn't quite place him.

"Young lady, is this Cangsong Village?" Zhou Chen asked, his accent slightly foreign.

Sun Xiaohua nodded, using her other hand to protect the little tiger behind her, looking like a little adult.

"Yes, who are you looking for?"

"I'm from Zhoujiawan in Qinghe County. My surname is Zhou, and my name is Zhou Daniu." The young farmer smiled honestly. "Qinghe County was flooded. Before my mother left, she said that a distant relative of ours had settled here, and that I could come to him if I needed anything."

"My relative's name is... Zhou Dongrong? Yes, Zhou Dongrong. I heard he's a skilled hunter."

Sun Xiaohua thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"There is no one named Zhou Dongrong in our village. You've come to the wrong place."

Zhou Chen's expression froze, realizing that someone of Sun Xiaohua's age should not know her father's name.

Just then, a robust woman carrying a bucket of clothes walked over from a distance.

"Are you related to Dong Rong's family?" Aunt Sun asked suspiciously. "I've never heard of them having relatives in Qinghe County."

Aunt Sun stared at the young man named Zhou Daniu for a long time. His face was tanned dark, and his eyebrows and eyes were honest. He looked like an honest and simple man.

Zhou Chen chuckled a few times, "My mother said that Uncle Zhou has another child, who was of average build since he was little, and I think his name is Zhou Chen."

"Mom, he knows Brother Zhou Chen!" Sun Xiaohua smiled upon hearing Zhou Chen's name. "When can Dad take us to the city to visit Brother Zhou?"

Aunt Sun didn't answer Sun Xiaohua's question. She put down the laundry tub in her hand, glanced at Zhou Chen's appearance, and gestured for him to follow. "Your Uncle Zhou has been gone for several months. Xiao Chen is living in the city now. I don't know when he will come back. You can stay here for now."

"My husband is going to town to sell some of his hunting catch another day. You can go with him and take a look."

Zhou Chen looked surprised, mumbled a few words but didn't say anything, and followed Aunt Sun into the village.

With a creak, Aunt Sun pushed open the door.

"Auntie, Little Brother Zhou lives in the city, how come this house is still so clean?" Zhou Chen said with surprise.

"Hey, I just come and clean up when I have nothing else to do. I can't let this place get dirty." Aunt Sun waved her hand, gave a few more instructions, and turned to leave.

Looking at the clean and tidy courtyard, Zhou Chen felt a surge of emotion.

Immediately, he went into the all-too-familiar inner room, put down his bundle, and showed a hint of nostalgia.

He woke up on this bed right after his transmigration.

At that time, Li Hui and Ma Er were also threats that were close at hand.

Now, even Li Hui's elder brother, Li Xiong, and the Iron Stone Martial Arts School behind him have been completely destroyed.

It's truly a case of things changing and people being gone.

He sat cross-legged on the bed with practiced ease, examining the two rings on his hands.

The ring was delicate and could only be barely slipped onto the little finger; it was a gift from Yi Yan.

Inside, besides some clothes and pills that Yi Yan had stored away in his early years, was a map covering all the counties of Xijiang Prefecture, which Yi Yan had prepared in his early years when he traveled to Xijiang Prefecture with his wife.

He took out the map, unfolded it, and glanced at it. The mountains, rivers, and cities within Xijiang County were described in great detail.

He is currently located thousands of miles away from Xijiang County.

Thinking of this, he suddenly gasped.

The blood sacrifice by the Wusheng sect in Xingde County happened suddenly and no one knew about it beforehand.

However, in just half a day, Prefect Cheng Jue led nearly a hundred Xijiang Guards to Xingde County to quell the disaster.

The strength behind this far exceeded his expectations.

With the map imprinted in his mind, Zhou Chen removed the green ring from his thumb, a trophy from killing Chen Wen, which was also a spatial ring.