Volume 1 Lin Yuan Chapter 117: The River God and the Sword God of Shilipo
Seeing the stone statue change strangely, Wang Chen snorted coldly.
"What are you looking at?"
As the sword gesture began, six swords flew into the air, like a golden sun suspended in the air, shedding golden rays of light.
If the Six Paths Sword Qi only shows its strength when fighting against humans, then it has a great innate restraining power against ghosts and monsters.
The entire cave was suddenly filled with golden light.
When illuminated by the golden light, the statues on both sides immediately returned to their original appearance.
Whoosh! At the same time, three overlapping sounds of ignition suddenly rang out. Wang Chen turned around abruptly and saw three groups of swaying green flames suddenly appearing on the three stone pillars in front of him, changing the appearance of the three stone pillars in an instant.
These are actually three candles.
The green beads that slid down were actually the wax of the candle.
Using such natural treasures as candles, what kind of god is being worshipped?
Wang Chen looked at the three green candles, hesitated for a moment and asked tentatively:
"My dear senior, you must have great magical powers, so you are not surprised by these three ordinary candles. However, these candles happen to be of some use to me. Why don't you be generous and give them to me? It is the senior's duty to help the younger generation."
…In the silent stone chamber, only a faint echo remained.
This candle is strange, even Wang Chen doesn't dare to swallow it rashly.
"If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement." Wang Chen said again.
"Not good..." A long voice, with a sense of desolation, sounded in the secret room.
This god actually exists!
Wang Chen's scalp suddenly felt numb.
He suddenly remembered the legend that Long Xiu had told him about the ancestors of the Long family.
If his ancestors had had adventures here, then it would make sense that there was a being here that could communicate with humans.
"Who are you?" Wang Chen asked vigilantly.
“Young man, do you know what the candle you are talking about is?” The voice was long and seemed far and near, floating in my ears, and instead of answering, I asked.
"Those are the souls of the three great rivers. If they come into contact with your space storage ring, they will immediately reveal their true form. In an instant, a flood will rip through the sky, and all living things will be devastated."
"Even this dripping candle tears, one drop can make a lake, it is extremely precious, how can I give it to you?"
"What is your name, senior?" Wang Chen asked again.
"If you are willing to be my slave, I can consider giving you two lake spirits."
The voice didn't answer, just kept talking to itself.
Wang Chen's heart moved, and he instantly deduced two facts.
This god was obviously cautious about himself. He spoke in a tone of deception as soon as he opened his mouth. He pretended to be ancient, kind and amiable. He kept talking about young people and wanted to make himself a slave, which made him look even more guilty.
Otherwise, if he really had great magical powers, he wouldn't be so polite. He might even kill me with one slap.
Moreover, it has been at least two hundred years since the death of the ancestor of the Long family, and this deity is still living peacefully in this dark place to deceive people. If he were not a mere remnant soul, he would not be able to exert much strength.
Therefore, the one who has the advantage here is Wang Chen.
"Thank you for the reward, senior. It turns out that this candle is really valuable." Wang Chen said calmly.
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"When did I say I would give it to you?" The voice was somewhat angry.
According to common sense, incense is used to worship gods. In every country, tributes are mostly incense, wax and paper. People place them reverently before the statues of gods, and they will believe that they can be blessed by the gods.
If no one worships the statues in the temple, it means that the incense has stopped burning, which means that the statues have been abandoned by people. This is extremely harmful to the gods. There is even a legend that if the incense is cut off, even the gods will fall.
Therefore, he could almost conclude that as long as he devoured these three life-saving candles, this unknown god would most likely disappear into thin air.
And its eagerness to trick itself into becoming a slave or servant is probably based on this point.
But deep down, Wang Chen always felt that things were not that simple.
"I'm sorry, senior, my hearing is not very good. I can only hear the last three words of everyone's conversation. You seemed to say you gave it to me just now?" Wang Chen further probed, not missing any clues, and carefully investigated the changes of the gods.
"How dare you tease me? Do you know who I am?"
"I don't want to know." Wang Chen disagreed.
"I am the ancient water god, commanding the three rivers and seas and eight hundred thousand demon soldiers!" The voice was deep and filled with anger. Although Wang Chen did not cooperate, he still introduced himself.
"So you are the Water God! I've heard of you for a long time. I'm the Sword God of Shilipo. I don't have many demon soldiers under my command, only a few hundred thousand." Wang Chen bowed casually.
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"You are not taxed for bragging!" The voice was furious, and the stone chamber was buzzing.
"Okay, Brother Dao, don't you have classes too?" Wang Chen slightly absorbed the green crystal stone called lake spirit.
"How dare you! Stop it!" the voice shouted to stop him.
The stone statues on both sides hissed and sand kept falling off, as if they wanted to come back to life and transform into powerful monsters. However, under the shining golden light of the Six Paths Sword, they were unable to transform.
"Brother Dao, you are not kind to God."
"Think of the river god. He has a golden axe and a silver axe. He gives away a pair of axes. You only give away two and still want others to be your slaves and servants."
"If you are not generous enough, you will not be able to achieve great success ."
Wang Chen was secretly alert. While teaching the so-called river god a lesson, he released more ancestral energy to absorb the lake spirit. In a short time, more than a dozen lake spirits turned into ordinary stones.
At the same time, he kept exploring all the changes around him.
The true energy filled up little by little, and a fruit as green as lake water slowly took shape in the sea of qi.
"You can actually absorb the lake spirit?" The god finally discovered what Wang Chen had done.
"How did you do that!" After a brief silence, the voice was full of disbelief, and the man even temporarily forgot the anger of having his incense robbed in front of him.
"stop!"
Then the ferocious statue began to tremble wildly.
Crack, and a crack appeared on its body.
"Please, stop. These are water elves collected by my servants, you can't do this!" His tone was full of panic.
Servant?
Wang Chen frowned. Although the lake spirits were full of water, their number was limited after all. He had now begun to absorb the green stone pillar.
If Long Xiu's ancestor was a servant of the river god, then after he gained the power to take revenge, how could two lake spirits appear on his body, and they were lake spirits full of energy?
This doesn't make sense.
“Could it be that this thing is not a lake spirit at all, but the essence of life that this evil god obtained through trading with humans?”
"No!"
As the green candlelight dimmed, the cracks on the river god's body grew larger and larger, and large areas of cracks revealed his golden inner body, which sparkled under the illumination of the demon-subduing golden light.
The hideous statue and the sacred golden skeleton form a huge visual contrast.
Wang Chen frowned. He had read a secret in the Guangyuan Tongjianlu. It was said that the demons born from evil spirits would practice with the life essence of humans. The method of practice was to use the life essence to wash away their evil spirits again and again. After many years, they could actually build a golden body and become a god with powerful magic power.
"So this evil demon must rely on this life essence to survive."
"How many people have been harmed by three life candles this big?"
Thinking of this, Wang Chen became even more ruthless and swallowed madly.
A green candle went out and turned into rotten stone.
Then the second one...
The third one also began to sway.
The evil god howled loudly for mercy at first, but after a while, the heavy mud and rocks on its body fell off, revealing a huge skeleton. Most of it was golden, smooth and sacred, with only a small part remaining black.
"you will die!"
"I will watch you die!" Seeing that Wang Chen showed no sign of stopping, the evil god cursed him viciously.
puff!
As soon as the resentful words fell, the third green candle finally went out.
The absorption of ancestral energy in the body has reached its limit. A strange green light appeared on Wang Chen's face. This is a sign that he has absorbed too much and cannot transform it.
At this moment, if he could retreat and thoroughly digest the water spiritual power, he would be able to achieve Nirvana three times and his cultivation would be even stronger. Even if he met Xue Wentian again, he would definitely not be in such a miserable state.
"Sure enough, the luck is not bad." At this moment, Wang Chen has no doubt about the luck he saw with his own eyes.
"I just don't know if this good fortune comes from settling the karma of Zhang Dacai, or from helping Zhuang Youyou a little, or maybe it's all of the above?"
call!
As he was sighing, a gust of cold wind blew, freezing him and making him frown.
Then, black fog suddenly rose in the stone chamber.
The golden light of the six sword energies dimmed in an instant.
"Disperse!" Wang Chen reacted extremely quickly. He made hand gestures and shouted loudly. His true energy surged wildly. Six golden lights rose again, trying to disperse the black fog.
However, in this stone chamber, a large amount of cold black smoke gushed out like ink, making Wang Chen's whole body cold. Even the light of the Six Paths Sword was instantly swallowed up.
He turned around suddenly, but saw that the road he had come from was pitch black.
