Yunling Lake is a large lake with a radius of more than ten miles. It is a transfer point connecting several water systems. The lake water is cool, clean, sweet and delicious. Around it, there are pavilions and pavilions everywhere, with fragrant trees as beams and red lacquer as fire; green lotus leaves are green and lustrous. Oh, the pink flowers are in full bloom, and the koi and fish are playing around. The scenery is unique and beautiful. At this time, the night is not yet deep, and the lanterns have just started to turn on, and the stars are reflected in the bright mirror-like lake water, like inlaid gems, twinkling and enchanting; red boats and boats carrying literati, poets, beauties and beauties are floating on the lake. Go, the orioles are singing and the swallows are dancing, happy and joyful. "Crack!" Thunder suddenly appeared in the sky, strong winds rose, and dark clouds rolled in, instantly covering the stars in the sky. "This damn weather, the wind is just like the rain, it's unlucky!" On a certain boat, a Xiaosi who was taking a pee quickly tied up his trousers and cursed. Inadvertently, his gaze swept across the distance, and the scene he saw immediately made him stunned with a blue face: in the middle of the lake, huge waves several feet higher than the boat were rolling, rushing towards them! The surge did not stop because of Xiao Si's daze. In fact, due to the push of the higher back wave, it approached faster and faster, pounced straight down, and submerged the boat. The boat used for recreation could not withstand such huge waves. It instantly disintegrated and the community living on it fell into the water. Those who were stronger or luckier were not washed away by the waves. They struggled in the water and called for help. However, this was in vain. No one came to rescue them because others were too busy to take care of themselves. In the end, they sank in the huge waves that followed. The wind is blowing harder and harder, the clouds are getting lower and lower, the thunder is getting stronger and stronger, and the waves are rising higher and higher. It destroyed the buildings around the lake, broke through the flood control embankments, and surged towards Yunlingfu City in the distance. "How dare you!" A loud shout came from the city, and the clear and bright Haoran righteousness emerged. It not only blocked the surging waves, but also broke a big hole in the thick clouds in the sky. An elegant old man rose from the city, and his awe-inspiring righteousness condensed into a sword, a book, and a stroke floating above his head, leading him to break away the boundless black layer and fly to the center of Yunling Lake. "Long Wuji, do you know what you are doing?" He asked loudly facing the lake. "Boom" Several thunderbolts about three feet thick exploded around him, but failed to break through Haoran Zhengqi's defense. The wind became stronger and the waves in the lake rose higher. Then, a giant one-horned dragon that was several feet thick and dozens of feet long, with a single horn on its head, four limbs on its belly, three claws on its limbs, and pure gold eyes suddenly rushed out of the lake. Eyes fixed on him, his tone was cold and ruthless, "I'm not so stupid that I don't know what I'm doing!" "So you are determined to fall out?" The old man stared at it, his eyes became cold, and in the sky, Haoran The righteousness becomes more intense. "Hmph, if we can't find him within half a month, I will flood Yunling Mansion!" The one-horned dragon, Yunling Hebolong Wuji said coldly, leaving a curtain of light floating in the air, then turned and fell into the lake. Inside. In the light curtain, there were images from all directions; a moment later, the thunder and clouds dispersed, and there were stars again, but there was no longer a half-painted boat on the lake, and the lakeside was in a mess, with floating corpses everywhere. ?¡ ?Since Shifang disappeared, the villagers surrounding the Heshen Temple looked at each other, not knowing what to do. He didn't dare to leave on his own. Everyone was afraid that Shifang would come back to settle the score with him, so he could only stay with an uneasy mood. Because of Shifang, they looked at Xiaozhu's ancestors and grandson with two parts of gratitude: they were grateful to them for bringing people to get rid of the river god who was dominating them; eight parts of fear: for something beyond their imagination. The strong, they don¡¯t know what else to do except fear! In this silent atmosphere, Shifang suddenly appeared in the River Temple. "The loach spirit is dead, it's up to you what happens in the future!" Shifang didn't stop, he flew into the sky, leaving only these words. Shifang didn¡¯t go far. It was already dark now, the city gate was closed, and he didn¡¯t want to enter the Sumeru Buddha Kingdom, so he randomly chose a hilltop to land nearby, and began to sort out the memories that were distracted by the devouring Hebo with Faxiang. At the beginning, Shifang still had some sense of caution, but when he came across Hebo's distraction, although incomplete, there were still many explanations for his practice experience, he became obsessed with it. Lian Yangying came from the Kingdom of Sumeru Buddha. I didn't find anything when I came out. Of course, the main reason for this is that she is not hostile to him. The sun went through another reincarnation, and Shifang didn¡¯t wake up until the next day. "Huh" He took a long breath, stretched out, and recovered the energy he had spent. "Brother Ye, what are you doing, you have been addicted to it for so long?" Yang Ying asked curiously. "Killing a god and plundering its memory gave me some understanding of Shinto!"Fang Fang said and looked at Yang Ying, "Have you done all the things I asked you to sort out?" "Ah, really, what did you ask me to do?" Yang Ying laughed. "Is that so? It's such a pity!" Shifang sighed, which gave Yang Ying a bad premonition. Sure enough, Shifang¡¯s next words confirmed her hunch. "I remember thinking of a way to improve your strength from the memory of that god. What is it?" Shifang frowned and thought about it. In the end, he seemed to have thought of nothing, stretched out his hands and said, "Well, Forget it, it¡¯s not a big deal anyway!¡± ¡°Bad guy, if your method doesn¡¯t satisfy me, just wait and see!¡± Yang Ying said bitterly, throwing a Qiankun bag to Shifang. Yang Ying did not doubt Shifang's words because she knew he would never lie on such an issue. "That's good!" Shifang took the Qiankun bag and chuckled. He was not in a hurry to see what was inside, but opened his palm, condensed a memory light spot containing certain information on his fingertips, and flicked it into Yang Yingzi Mansion. Yang Ying closed her eyes for a moment, and after understanding the contents, she said to Shifang, "I know that regional gods absorb the essence of mountains, rivers, and water veins to condense their gods and absorb the power of wishes, thereby greatly increasing their combat power. But this is not the same as What does it have to do with improving my strength? You don't want to be a god with no freedom at all, right? " "Idiot, you have forgotten that there is Sumeru Buddha Kingdom!" Shifang flicked Yang Ying's forehead. "You mean to give me a divine position in the kingdom of Sumeru Buddha?" Yang Ying's eyes lit up. In this way, she would not be restricted by geography. "At last I'm not that stupid!" Shifang said. Nowadays, the Sumeru Buddha Kingdom is a world with a radius of millions of miles. Even if the power of the ten dharma images and the deity is used to the maximum at the same time, it is nothing to it. There are still stronger powers that cannot be used. If this method works, the power of Sumeru Buddha Kingdom can be used more efficiently to protect weak people like Yang Ying. ¡°Well, get it out for me quickly!¡± Yang Ying urged Shifang. "Who do you think I am? You can do it if you just say it!" Shifang rolled his eyes at her, "Let's wait until I thoroughly understand the knowledge about Shinto in my head!" "I thought you could already do it, really. It¡¯s useless!¡± Yang Ying was immediately discouraged.