From the Valkyrie to the Endless

Shen Qing took out all the spoils of war that she had obtained before, such as the scales of monsters, the weapons of gods, some spiritual minerals, etc. She wanted to incorporate all these things into the sword.

After adjusting his own state, blood flowed out from Shen Qing's fingertips, and he outlined spiritual patterns in the air. In the blink of an eye, spiritual flames ignited in front of him.

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It’s already half a month in a blink of an eye.

In the temple, Shen Qing sat cross-legged on a stone platform. In front of him hung a narrow sword about four feet long. The sword was dark red in color, with a hint of green light on the spine and covered with spiritual patterns.

Shen Qing had never tried to refine a sword from a sword blank, but with the imprint of the spiritual patterns, Shen Qing could feel that his body had obviously changed and was moving in a good direction.

At this moment, the sword seemed to be connected to her by blood, almost like it was breathing, as if there was a heart constantly contracting, inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy, as if life was being nurtured.

This feeling is extremely wonderful.

If a true spirit is truly born, then this sword will be included in the category of spiritual weapons. It can be compared with the great national treasure of Great Xia in the past, and can suppress the destiny of a certain force and leave a legacy for generations to come.

Shen Qing carved more than thirty spiritual arrays on this sword. Every spiritual pattern was carved by her personally. This close connection cannot be broken at all and is ingrained in her bones.

During this process, Shen Qing undoubtedly consumed a great deal of his blood and energy, but fortunately, the refining of the sword had finally come to an end, and the results were gratifying.

As the last layer of spiritual patterns was engraved, Shen Qing suddenly stood up and held the sword in her palm. Perhaps it was because there was her own blood in every layer of spiritual array on the sword. The moment she held the sword, Shen Qing felt as if her arm was extended, without any awkwardness.

After trying to dance twice, Shen Qing smiled with satisfaction. This was almost her most perfect work, almost flawless, and there was even the possibility of further improvement in the future.

With this sword as her companion and the sundial, Shen Qing can already start to target some Gangsha realm monsters. As long as she has enough energy, her cultivation will eventually surge again.

However, before Shen Qing had time to come out, Yan Baohai brought Shen Qing some very bad news.

Food reserves are running low.

After all, it is the food expenditure for more than 100,000 people. Even with the daily limit, it is still stretched. The grass roots and tree barks outside have been eaten up by the hungry victims outside. It is a tragic scene.

The farmlands were empty and in ruins, having been turned upside down. At the same time, an epidemic began to rage, and the people wandering around were all skinny and had sallow faces.

Many of them cannot even meet the gods, or in other words, they are not worthy of being accepted by the gods.

Compared with monks, it is difficult for some ordinary people to catch the eyes of those gods.

The food and resources in the hands of these gods are also limited. They can only feed a small number of people. The majority of ordinary people can only go with the flow, hoping to meet a good god who will be merciful and pull them out of the sea of ​​suffering.

The Southern Region itself was not considered a prosperous area. Now that this had happened, the people of the Southern Region were naturally in even greater dire straits.

"Fairy, I have something to say, but I don't know whether I should say it or not." Yan Baohai wiped the sweat off his forehead.

"Speak." Shen Qing frowned slightly.

"There are some rumors among the people down there, saying that if you go under the command of other gods, you will have enough food to eat, and people's hearts are a little scattered..."

Yan Baohai's tone trembled slightly, which was a sign of chaos.

When there are too many people and they don't have enough food to eat, it is normal for people to become demoralized.

"Those who leave on their own will not be allowed to stay, and those who incite unrest will be beheaded!"

As soon as he finished speaking, three sword auras flowed out from Shen Qing's fingertips. They were compressed into sword talismans with spiritual patterns and handed to Yan Baohai. Even a cultivator in the Gangsha realm would suffer serious injuries if he was not careful.

Shen Qing did not intend to tie these believers to her chariot. She had already received their faith and vows. On this basis, she would give them certain protection, but if they wanted to leave her, she would not try to keep them. Life and death were their own responsibility.

With such a big thing happening in the Southern Region, it is impossible for the Central Dynasty to be unaware of it. But now there has been no movement. No grain has been transferred, and no unrest has been suppressed. It is obvious that the Central Dynasty has tacitly accepted this mode of fighting.

After handing the sword talisman to Yan Baohai, Shen Qing immediately left the temple and explored the surrounding wastelands. With the sword, she was confident enough to fight against the existence of the Gangsha realm. Now that food was in short supply, she could only think of some way. Even if it was just a drop in the bucket, she had to give it a try first.

The earth was becoming increasingly dry, the sun was scorching high above the sky, and the air was filled with a sense of restlessness.

It is spring now, and everything should be reviving, but due to the loss of the essence of the earth veins, it has almost become a dead end. The sun is high in the sky, but without the neutralization of the earth's energy, it is getting hotter and hotter, even more terrifying than the midsummer in previous years.

Shen Qing searched in the wasteland under the scorching sun and soon got some gains. In such a disaster year, there were refugees wandering everywhere, which naturally attracted many monsters to come out of the mountains. They wanted to completely open the spiritual treasure by eating humans.

Half a moment later, Shen Qing stopped. She found a giant muscular beast, more than three meters long, with black scales, a broad forehead, a tall and straight back, and bright eyes.

Its cultivation level is not weak, and it is quite close to the fourth level. Its huge body is hiding in the weeds on the roadside, waiting for an opportunity to move, without revealing the slightest clue, which shows that it possesses considerable wisdom.

On the road, a caravan passed slowly, heading north. Their destination was obviously Middle-earth. The dress style of this group of people was very different from that of the people in the Southern Region. It was obvious that they were a caravan coming here from Middle-earth.

Shen Qing was about to make a move, but his eyes fixed and he stopped.

She suddenly felt the breath of a god. The smell was very faint, but it was always there, obviously lurking in the darkness.

boom!

In an instant, grass clippings and dirt flew everywhere, and the monster hiding in the weeds moved. Although it was huge in size, its movements were as fast as thunder, causing angry shouts and screams among the convoy.

Just as the chaos began, suddenly, a ray of divine light fell from the sky, just blocking the giant beast's way.

A figure slowly descended from the sky, draped in a gorgeous divine robe, with a golden divine ring faintly visible behind his head. He tapped his fingertips lightly, and the overflowing divine aura condensed into a cage, trapping the giant beast.

Looking at the god who suddenly appeared, Shen Qing glanced at the people in the convoy. After thinking for a while, he narrowed his eyes and gradually tightened his sword.

Now that we are here, we might as well hit the road together.

(End of this chapter)

133. Chapter 133 Thoughts, Rich Family

133.

2023-08-02

Watching the gods suppress the giant beast, Shen Qing watched coldly and was not in a hurry to take action.

This deity had been lying in ambush on one side, as if deliberately waiting for the opportunity. Perhaps there was some secret hidden in this passing caravan.

The strength of this deity has reached the fourth level, which is quite amazing. If Shen Qing wants to deal with him, he must kill him with one blow and wait for a perfect opportunity.

"Thank you, Lord, for your help."

A middle-aged man walked out of the caravan. He was dressed as a servant and was also a cultivator. He was in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm and should be the leader of this caravan.

"Where do you come from?"

The god stood on the void, the golden halo behind his head glowing with brilliance, looking down at the caravan in front of him and asking calmly.

Shen Qing, who was hiding in the dark, was very keenly aware of some details. From the moment he appeared, the gaze of this god had been lingering on a carriage.

"We came from Middle-earth and are now preparing to return to Middle-earth."

The middle-aged attendant answered, and then said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "May I ask the God's taboo? When we return to the imperial capital, we will definitely ask for a title for the God, build a statue for him, and have a temple built for him, so that he can enjoy the incense of thousands of people."

The god did not answer the servant's question, but stared at a carriage and asked directly: "Who is in this carriage?"

The attendant turned around and took a look, then said softly, "It's my wife. She is weak and has caught a cold recently. It is inconvenient for me to greet you. I hope the gods will not blame me."

"It doesn't matter."

The god shook his head slightly, flipped his palm and took out a talisman wrapped with divine patterns, and sent it to the servant through the air:

"I have a connection with your wife, so I'll give her a protective amulet. When the storm subsides, you can bring her to the Southern Region again. I'll give her another valuable gift."

"Thank you, God, for the talisman. My family is in a hurry, and we have to continue on our journey. We will say goodbye now."

The servant frowned slightly, with no expression on his face. He accepted the talisman with gratitude and asked for his departure.

The god did not speak again, but just stared at the carriage in silence.

The convoy slowly set off again, moving further and further away.

This series of actions made Shen Qing look puzzled and puzzled. For a moment, she sensed murderous intent from this deity, but it disappeared in an instant.

After a moment, the god came to his senses, looked at the giant beast trapped in the cage below, and suddenly raised his hand to disperse the light cage.

"Ah-"

The giant beast snorted somewhat dissatisfiedly, turned around calmly, and disappeared into the withered jungle.

From this action, it is obvious that the two know each other and have a close relationship.

They are all creatures who have lived in the land of the Southern Region for hundreds or even thousands of years. Naturally, they are not strangers to each other, and the boundary between demons and gods has long begun to blur.

The reason why those villages living in the wilderness worship monsters as gods is mostly because they are influenced by orthodox incense gods.

The Southern Region and even the entire Central Dynasty have long been in chaos.

After a while, the god slowly turned around and was about to leave when a sharp whistle suddenly sounded in his ears. A pressure wave that directly hit his soul emerged from the void, followed by a blazing spiritual flame.

In such a hurry, he didn't even have time to react. Under the stimulation of the fatal threat, the power of incense and vows subconsciously began to operate autonomously to protect the side of his neck.

Bang!

A sea of ​​fire exploded in the void, spiritual flames boiled, completely enveloping the body of the god. A head flew up, and the wound gushed out rich incense and vows, condensing into smoke in mid-air.

Above the sky, Shen Qing suddenly jumped up, holding a sword, with a hint of regret in his eyes. The reaction speed of the incense power was too fast. Even though he caught the enemy off guard, he was still a step behind and failed to kill him instantly.

The severed head dissolved in the void and was transformed back into incense and vows. The incense and vows surged on the headless body, and in the blink of an eye, a head grew again, which was exactly the same as the previous one and was intact.

This is a unique ability that the God of Incense has after he enters the fourth level. His divine body is completely transformed into energy. He no longer has a physical body, nor does he have any vital points. He cannot be hurt by swords or axes.

Even so, Shen Qing temporarily changed his tactics and summoned the spiritual flame, which also burned a lot of incense and vows, but still caused irreversible damage to the deity.

The divine patterns condensed into golden divine chains in the void. The god stepped on the divine chains, his hair danced wildly, his brocade robe rustled, his expression was cold, and wisps of incense and vows evaporated from his side, making him seem like a bubble in the water, with ripples all over.

"How dare you, a mere Ning Yuan, offend me!"

After seeing Shen Qing, the god's eyes glowed with divine light, and with an angry roar, he slashed out a heart sword made of incense and vows from his forehead. This was an angry attack without leaving any strength, and ordinary Gangsha monks could not escape it at all.

In the blink of an eye, the heart sword had already slashed into Shen Qing's forehead. This was a killing move that directly targeted the soul. Before entering the divine realm, anyone, including those in the Gangsha realm, would be at a disadvantage when dealing with such an existence.

Ning Yuan has not even come into contact with the power of the soul. If he is hit by the sword of the heart, his soul will be shattered and he will die without a doubt.

In an instant, the god's expression suddenly froze. In her perception, the heart sword condensed by the incense and vows was like chopping off a piece of divine iron, and did not cause any damage to Shen Qing at all.

The woman in front of him had a spiritual level that was much higher than her physical body, which undoubtedly went against common sense.

He did not feel any fluctuations in the power of incense and vows from Shen Qing, and thought that Shen Qing was just an ordinary cultivator.

Except for the gods worshipped in incense, the evolution of the soul of any living being is based on the physical body. The soul without a physical body is like a rootless duckweed and will eventually transform into ghosts and gods.

It is precisely because of this that the strength of the soul of most cultivators, even if they have practiced the secret method of focusing on the spirit and soul, cannot be too exaggerated, and can only be one or two small realms higher at most.

The spiritual strength of the woman in front of him was close to the fifth level, which almost spanned an entire realm!

Shen Qing's spiritual strength has undergone tremendous changes under the nourishment of incense and vows. She can be said to be an outlier among outliers, enjoying the benefits of incense and vows while eliminating all the side effects.

But just protecting herself is far from enough to satisfy Shen Qing, she is here to hunt.