The battle between Jin Shengyang and Bai Yi was the battle of Bai Yi's rise in the Northern Territory, and he became a stepping stone.

Stepping on him, the rhythm of Baiyi continued to grow, and he was at the critical moment of comprehending the Nine Shadows Movement Technique, so he was defeated by Baiyi in one fell swoop.

It's just that although Bai Yi won, it was only a narrow victory and was seriously injured.

In that battle, both sides came to the point of exhaustion.

"Today, I have completely broken through the Nine Shadows Movement Technique and cultivated into the Ten Shadows Body. If I do it again, I will not lose."

Jin Shengyang's tone was very calm, and he was not affected by the battle with Bai Yi.

At this moment, the whole person looks like a sharp sword unsheathed, even more sharp.

Extreme Speed ​​Tianzun glanced at him lightly and nodded with satisfaction.

This disciple, he coveted high hopes, hoping that he could be favored by the Taoist ancestors in this trip to the Island of Life.

This is the great creation.

"If...how do you compare to Xuan Ye?"

The calm Jin Shengyang was suddenly silent, without answering, his brows locked into a Sichuan character.

Extreme Speed ​​Tianzun looked at him, without speaking or urging, the two of them stood calmly at the peak of Dapeng's wings.

After a long time, Jin Shengyang's voice sounded.

"I'm not as good as her."

With a strong sense of unwillingness, but compared to that arrogant woman, he had to lower his arrogant head.

Everything stems from the battle a hundred years ago. Xuan Ye challenged the fifteen saints and saints by himself, and... defeated them all.

"A hundred years have passed, and she... should have already stepped into the realm of a half-step **** by now."

Jin Shengyang closed his eyes, his expression a little painful.

It is his misfortune and his great fortune to be in the same era as this beautiful girl.

Unfortunately, there is no hope for the future. In her era, it is destined that he will not be able to reach the top and will be suppressed.

Fortunately, to be able to witness the rise of a legend, it is very likely that she will surpass Tianzun and become a 7th-level celestial girl.

"Bastard!"

The calm Extreme Speed ​​Tianzun looked at Jin Shengyang's expression, his face sank, and he couldn't help scolding.

"That's how I taught you to practice cultivation? Xuanye is strong, but he may not be invincible. If you lose your fighting spirit, you won't even be able to win... Baiyi!"

Extremely fast Tianzun placed high hopes on Jin Shengyang, and scolded: "I watch the white clothes and master the secret technique, but I wasted and wasted extremely, but I have never seen a fighting spirit. In this regard, you are not as good as her."

"If this continues, you will be left behind by Bai Yi sooner or later!"

Extreme Speed ​​Tianzun waved his sleeves, and his figure dissipated, leaving Jin Shengyang, who was trained to be bloody, stunned.

Thinking of the woman who was covered in blood, although her realm was far inferior to her, she was able to fight with her to the point of no match, and even narrowly defeated herself at the last moment.

A ray of light suddenly bloomed in his eyes, like a seed, brighter and brighter.

...

Northern Territory, Blood Profound Island.

After Yi Cheng's daily brainwashing, he took Baili Zijin back to the Sect Master's hall.

"Uncle Yi, there is bad news."

Baili Zijin lowered her face and said unhappily.

With Yi Cheng being worshipped by the disciples of the Tiegu Zongzong, she is the only one in the world who dares to call Uncle Yi Cheng.

And she was only shouting behind her back. If she shouted in front of those crazy disciples, she would be drowned in saliva in minutes.

She never thought that with Yi Chengjiao's method, the disciples of Blood Xuanzong could be so obedient.

Not only that, the disciples who joined the sect later regarded Yi Cheng as the incarnation of the gods in the world, and they were about to build a tablet of longevity for him and worship him at home day and night.

Even Yi Cheng never thought that MLM on the earth has such great power in Honghuang.

Countless times he woke up from his sleep, dreaming that the Iron Bone Clan Sect was treated as a cult and all other forces united to kill him.

What he preached was metaphysics. At first, he just asked them to do good deeds and worship him by the way. After all, who made him look so handsome?

But as more and more people believed in himself, he found that his socialist avenue became stronger and stronger, and he began to focus on creating gods.

For example, Avalokitesvara of Great Mercy and Great Compassion descends to earth, and the incarnation of the Heavenly Venerate in the world of saving suffering and suffering, these versions are all his walks out.

As long as the disciples of Tieguzhengzong did good deeds, all the accounts would be recorded on his head, so the power of belief became stronger and stronger.

Moreover, because of the suppression of his sixth-level power, the Iron Bone Clan Sect became more and more famous, and there were more and more disciples.

He even estimated that as long as one day, without the need for the entire flood, as long as all the creatures in the Northern Territory believe in him, his socialist avenue will be able to support him and break through the seventh level!

Get the right fruit, prove eternal life.

However, the Earth Mother Heavenly Palace is his greatest threat.

"Is it the Mother Earth Temple?"

Yi Cheng said lightly, this year, the Earth Mother Tiangong has been robbing the Faith from the Iron Bone Clan Sect, but the means are too scarce.

"They... started to learn from us. There are rewards for bringing people into the sect, and the threshold is lowered. Many monks don't choose our iron-boned sect because of the name of the holy place."

Baili Zijin pouted, feeling that the Holy Land was too shameless, it was clearly a method they developed, but they directly plagiarized it.

Yi Cheng had expected this for a long time, and smiled lightly: "Don't panic, we still have backing hands!"

Baili Zijin's eyes lit up, looking at the uncle's handsome face, handsome and compelling, she couldn't help but join the ranks of Yan Control.

"You go to a group of craftsmen, draw my portrait... 100,000 pieces, and then send it to our current disciples, one for each person."

Baili Zijin's mouth twitched, although you are handsome, you don't need to be so narcissistic.

Feeling the contempt of Baili Zijin, Yi Cheng glared at her: "Where did you think of going?"

"My portrait is of great use. You only need to meditate on the portrait and do a good deed every day, and you will be able to get my blessing!"

In the end, Yi Cheng sent Baili Zijin away, feeling the rhythm surrounding him, and there were countless voices in it.

Most of the mourning and weeping of all beings were all living beings who believed in the Iron Bone Sect, and through the rhythm of Taoism, they were wrapped around him in a wonderful form.

Moreover, after the sect disciple reaches 100,000, he can transmit power through certain media and satisfy the wishes of the believers.

It is exactly the same as the legendary gods and Buddhas on the earth!

At the beginning, he was also horrified. Could it be that there were gods and Buddhas on the earth in ancient times?

Gods and Buddhas rely on faith to survive, so when people build temples in the world and make a wish, they can show miracles and help fulfill their wishes.

Inadvertently, he walked out of the path of God and Buddha.

Shocked and shocked, he soon accepted this fact, and...with the help of Goldfinger, he collected a lot of articles and analysis on how gods and Buddhas gain faith.

In the era of prosperous science and superstitious beliefs on earth, analysis was wise.

First of all, he needs a medium, so that he can use this to realize the other party's wishes.

Second, a receiver is needed to best receive faith.

Therefore, on the one hand, he painted 100,000 portraits and passed them on to the disciples of the Iron-Bone Sect. On the other hand... he built a huge statue on the Bloody Profound Island, depicting his handsome appearance.

Ten kilometers away from Xuexuan Island, you can see his portrait towering into the clouds, just like the Leshan Giant Buddha.

Baili Zijin expressed deep contempt for this, although Yi Cheng repeatedly explained that this was not because of his narcissism, but because of the need for cultivation.

From the day the statue was built, the power of faith from all over the Northern Territory gathered here, as if they had found a home, condensed on Yi Cheng's statue.

Yi Cheng felt that when the statue was completely filled with belief, it would be the time for him to reach the seventh level.

However, this difficulty is a bit big, and it is necessary to defeat the Earth Mother Heavenly Palace, where there is also a terrifying existence at the level of Heavenly Venerate.

"Wait a while, and my beliefs will accumulate to a certain stage. I will stay on the Blood Profound Island honestly. Even if the Mother Earth and the Heavenly Venerate come to me, I will not be afraid!"

Yi Cheng retreated early, scrambled for faith with the Earth Mother Tiangong, and one day he would have a fight with the Earth Mother Tianzun.

"Deal with the wish first."

After the statue of the sovereign was built, Yi Cheng began to retreat, and he was dealing with all kinds of opportunities...

This is a real day-to-day operation, and every moment, the voices of those who believe in the sectarian sect are conveyed to his ears.

There are all kinds of voices, those who seek children, those who seek cultivation, those who seek riches, those who seek breakthroughs, and so on.

"Fortunately, there are portraits. Without the construction of temples, the portraits are enough."

When the portrait was distributed to the disciples, Baili Zijin had instructed that any disciples only need to recite the portrait silently, be sincere in their hearts, and the sect master can hear their voices.

As soon as the news was released, those devout disciples returned home with the portraits as if they had been beaten with blood, and worshiped them day and night, with a greeting every morning and evening.

"Sect Master, good morning."

"Sect Master, good afternoon."

"Sect Master, good evening."

...

Such unnutritious words were blocked by Yi Cheng, otherwise they would not be able to handle it at all.

And the rest are all kinds of weird requests.

For example, if you quarrel with a Taoist companion and break up, ask the sect master to take action and help you get back together...

A cute pet raised at home ran away from home, and asked the sect master to help find...

I was bullied by a cultivator with a stronger cultivation level today. I beg the sect master to help me find the place...

Yi Cheng tried to sift through a wave, and finally found a wish that seemed reasonable, and it was done well every day.

Xuexuan Island ~lightnovelpub.net~ in the small fishing village to the east.

Jiang Guocheng, a disciple of Tiegu Zongzong, was frowning. This was the third time he failed to advance to the Sanyuan realm.

On the wall of the living room of his house, there is a portrait of Yi Cheng. As a devout disciple, he moved from the Earth Mother Heavenly Palace to Xuexuan Island.

Back then, he wanted to join Earth Mother Heavenly Palace countless times, but because of his age and lack of talent, he was rejected again and again.

Ahem, it was because the Iron Bone Clan Sect gave him the Spirit Stone, and he brought his family... and moved away to the Blood Xuanzong alone.

The task of doing a good deed every day, which is required by the Tiegu Zongzong, is completed diligently every day.

On this day, after the attack failed again, he silently said to the portrait of the sect master: "Do a good deed every day, and you will be strong."

A strange light suddenly bloomed on the originally ordinary portrait.

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