From the Valkyrie to the Endless

In fact, after arriving at Dragon Bone City, what puzzled Shen Qing the most was the star under his feet.

Why were there such great changes in later generations? The size of the area alone was reduced by more than ten thousand times.

Obviously, some unknown great changes occurred in this era, which led to the changes in the earth's veins, and this led to the situation in later generations.

(End of this chapter)

140. Chapter 140 Old Monk, Crossing the River (needs major overhaul, refresh tomorrow morning)

140.

2023-08-01

As the divine meeting came to an end, the gods who had gathered together quickly dispersed. Quite a number of gods received invitations from various parties after the meeting.

Shen Qing also received it, and received two copies, one from the Snow God General and one from the Xuanling God Lord.

Shen Qing thought for a moment and went to see Lord Xuanling first.

No matter how powerful the Snow God is, he is just a fierce dragon crossing the river, while the Xuanling God is the biggest Buddha above her head. All her actions are under his eyes.

According to the information on the invitation, Shen Qing rushed to a relatively remote stone temple. It was inconspicuous and there was nothing magical about it. No one would have thought that this would be the temporary residence of a sixth-level god.

The door of the hall was wide open, and Shen Qing walked straight in. The hall was very empty, with only Lord Xuanling there. His tall figure was clad in a pitch-black robe, surrounded by a black mist with a strange aura. The robe was dotted with star patterns, like a universe.

This robe alone is a rare spiritual treasure.

"December?"

Lord Xuanling looked at Shen Qing and asked softly.

"Greetings, Lord God." Shen Qing bowed his head in greeting.

"I have heard of your name. You are quite powerful. All the demons near Haoyin City have been wiped out."

Xuanling God nodded slightly, and said with an ambiguous meaning: "The demon side came to me a few days ago and asked me to exchange you."

The profound meaning of this statement is quite intriguing.

In an instant, Shen Qing's thoughts raced, and he bowed his head to thank her: "Thank you, Lord, for your kindness."

"I summoned you here for no other reason than to put aside the mission assigned by the God General for now and help me build my body and establish a temple first. This is something you and I know, so there is no need to spread it to the world."

"When I ascend to the position of a divine general, I will give you the land of five cities and open the divine treasure in your body."

Lord Xuanling changed the subject and made an excuse for Shen Qing.

As for whether he will still remember Shen Qing when he really becomes a general, it is still unknown.

"Thank you, Lord God, for your help."

Shen Qing didn't take it to heart, but he still gave him enough face and looked respectful.

Lord Xuanling did not speak again. He waved his hand, and Shen Qing slowly walked out of the stone hall. Not long after he walked away, he saw another fourth-level deity entering the stone hall.

There should be quite a few gods who received invitations from Lord Xuanling today.

After leaving the stone palace, Shen Qing immediately rushed to the residence of the Snow God.

When Shen Qing arrived at the place on the invitation, he was a little surprised. It was the hottest time of the year and the weather was extremely hot. However, there was an ice field in the central area of ​​Longgu City, freezing the entire lake.

There was a throne hanging above the ice field. The Snow God, who had just been seen not long ago, was sitting upright, with no expression on his plain face.

"Greetings, General." Shen Qing bowed respectfully.

"You are a human with a long life span. You don't need incense and vows. If you work for me in the future and offer incense and vows to me, I will allow you to raise my divine flag and expand your power. During this period, all resources you obtain will belong to you."

As he spoke, the Snow God took out a jade bracelet from somewhere and threw it to Shen Qing.

There was a rich spiritual light wrapped around the bracelet. Shen Qing sensed it for a moment and his expression changed. This was a storage magic weapon, which contained a lot of spiritual stones.

In addition to the spirit stone, there is also a token engraved with the word "snow", symbolizing the identity of the Snow God.

Compared to Lord Xuanling, Lord Snow is undoubtedly much more practical. At least he can give tangible benefits whenever he takes action.

It must be said that he was a divine general who was born in the imperial capital and lived in the clouds for a long time. The amount of money he spent was astonishingly large. He casually took out a valuable storage magic weapon, which showed that he was very rich.

In this comparison, Lord Xuanling undoubtedly appears to be too petty.

"Thank God for the generous gift."

Shen Qing did not refuse or hesitate and put the bracelet on directly. She would naturally not refuse something that was given for free.

At worst, I can help her build a temple when we return to Haoyin City.

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After leaving the Snow God, Shen Qing began to wander around the city.

Visiting Dragon Bone City again, Shen Qing couldn't help but be amazed. The real dragon skeleton at the foot of the city was so big that it was unimaginable.

From this real dragon skeleton, we can see just the tip of the iceberg of the heyday of spiritual practice in ancient times.

Just a piece of the spine can support a city. The world that can accommodate the body of this true dragon when he was alive is definitely much larger than the four regions of Middle-earth today.

The many gods who had just dispersed from the divine conference were not in a hurry to leave, but instead held a gathering here to exchange what they had and trade with each other.

This kind of event may not happen once in thousands of years. Most of the things traded by the many gods are the inner elixirs of demon corpses and some spiritual minerals. They also exchange some techniques on how to recruit believers.

Before, Shen Qing was short of money and could only watch helplessly. She was even jealous of some of the things she saw. Now with the funding from the Snow God, she felt more confident and bought several books on spirit formations and some spirit ores.

Shen Qing has no teacher and relies solely on herself for her practice. Seeking progress from ancient books is her only effective method.

As for pills that could improve her cultivation, Shen Qing had not considered it for the time being. Firstly, she did not have much money on hand and the prices of pills were very high. Secondly, she did not need to take pills to replenish her cultivation.

Today, there are not only gods in Dragon Bone City, but also many monks and believers. Originally, this place was close to Middle-earth and was a trade hub.

Due to the great changes in the Southern Region, a river suddenly appeared in the sky and the previous passage was cut off. Most of the cultivators who had entered the fourth level left the Southern Region early to seek refuge, so many cultivators were stranded here, and most of them were at the second or third level.

There were already many monks from Middle-earth practicing here, and they were also communicating with the gods at this moment.

In this place, the barrier that should have existed between the gods and the monks seemed to be easily opened, and it became a simple trading event.

Shen Qing was wandering aimlessly when suddenly she stopped. She saw an old monk in the crowd. At first she didn't pay much attention to him and just glanced at him, but in a flash she looked back with a slightly startled expression.

In the Central Dynasty, there are actually monks in the four regions of the world?

Because there were many gods in this era, Shen Qing had long paid attention to the beliefs of various paths in this era. In her impression, there was no Buddhism in the entire territory of the Central Dynasty, which confused her for a while.

There is not a single Buddhist temple in the entire Southern Region, which is enough to prove that in this era, there are no living beings who have practiced Buddhism.

The old monk in front of him was the only one Shen Qing had ever seen.

At this moment, the old monk raised his head and looked at Shen Qing in the air, and happened to meet her gaze.

As Shen Qing was watching, the old monk took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Shen Qing through the air.

She acted as if no one was around, and the people around her seemed to have noticed her actions completely.

Shen Qing raised his hand to take it. On the scarf there was a passage from the Heart Sutra of Buddhism and a place coordinate.

"Baihong Temple..."

When Shen Qing saw the name on the scarf, a light bulb went off in his head and his scalp suddenly felt numb.

This name is exactly the same as the temple that Zhao Yu took her to in Daxia, and it left a deep impression on her at that time.

But later on, the fight for the world began and she could never go back to that mountain. Over time, she forgot about it, but now, she suddenly remembered it.

Some memories came to Shen Qing's mind, making her feel a little touched. In terms of time and space, those things that had happened in Daxia were still a future that had not happened to her at this moment.

Looking back at this moment, I can’t help but have a subtle sense of time and space confusion.

When Shen Qing came to his senses and looked up again, the old monk had disappeared, appearing and disappearing mysteriously.

After concentrating for a long time, Shen Qing put away the handkerchief. If she had the chance, she would go to Baihong Temple again, but in the future.

If Baihong Temple still exists in the future.

For now, Shen Qing doesn't want to have anything to do with the old monk. It would be too risky to rashly contact a strong man whose background he doesn't know, without even being able to sense his strength.

Before he knew it, Shen Qing had crossed Dragon Bone City and arrived at the edge of the city.

This place is very close to the wide river. The sound waves in his ears are extremely majestic. Only when he is close can Shen Qingfang detect something unusual. In this river, there is a faint spiritual pattern that is faintly visible. As expected, it is the power of the spiritual array, and it is obviously the work of living creatures.

As to whether it was the work of the Holy King Jiuyou, there is no way to know.

At the edge of the city, many people gathered here, most of them were low-level monks, and their goals were very similar, which was to return to Middle-earth.

This long river is hundreds of feet wide, with turbulent waves. Ships cannot stay there at all, and even magical weapons will be swallowed up by it. Only those who have reached the fourth level and can cross the void can cross it safely.

However, most of the cultivators who should leave have already left. Ordinary fourth-level gods will definitely not cross this long river, and those gods will not care about their life or death, so they are inevitably stranded for a while.

For someone who has been here for so long and hasn't left yet, it's obvious that there's nothing deep behind him.

After glancing at the crowd for a few times, Shen Qing suddenly focused his gaze and saw a familiar caravan.

The last time he encountered this caravan was several months ago. At that time, Shen Qing was impressed by a fourth-level deity.

A long banner was hung in front of the caravan, with words on it flowing and vivid.

[Summon a Gangsha monk to escort the carriage across the river and head to the Middle Earth. Reward him with a generous gift afterwards.]

Shen Qing walked forward slowly and got straight to the point: "Where are you from in the Middle-earth?"

The caravan had been here for more than two months. Seeing someone suddenly asking about it, the middle-aged attendant in the lead was overjoyed and grasped the only life-saving straw:

"Senior, our master is near the Imperial Capital. We came to the Southern Region with my wife to relax. We never expected to be trapped here. We are not in a position to tell you your specific identity, but if you are willing to help, we will reward you handsomely until you are satisfied."

"What's your wife's name?"

Shen Qing glanced at the car frame behind them and asked casually.

The middle-aged attendant hesitated for a moment and subconsciously looked at the frame.

"My name is Ji Jingyu."

A woman in palace attire lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked out. Her eyebrows and eyes were as pretty as a painting, and her every move and gesture made her look like a descendant of a royal family, noble beyond words.

Shen Qing raised her eyebrows. The woman's eyebrows and eyes gave her a subtle sense of familiarity.

"I hope you can lend me a helping hand, senior." Ji Jingyu bowed, his attitude very humble.

"I'll take you across the river."