The son-in-law of the female president

The owner of the valley showed his memories.

To be honest, on the criss-crossing stone platforms, wooden frames, and jade boxes in front of me, there are mountains of treasures of medicinal materials, some of which existed a hundred years ago.

Even he couldn't tell the origins of all the precious medicinal materials one by one.

Only the eagle-headed and human-body statue in Jiang Tong's hands, Gu Zhu had some impressions.

"Thirty years ago, there was a tall and powerful Western man wearing a cloak who came to the God of Medicine Valley to seek medicine. This statue was brought by him."

How powerful the memory of half-step transformation into a god is, even after decades, it is still vivid.

That western powerhouse, with surging power of light, handsome and relaxed appearance, is several times more handsome than those so-called Ouba Tiantuan, the popular little fresh meat.

But the aura of that person's cultivation was the most powerful that Gu Zhu had seen in decades, except for Jiang Tong.

Gu Zhu, who was at the peak of He Jin at that time, stood in front of that person, still feeling a huge coercion, as if he was facing a foreign god.

"According to what he said, this statue was originally the god of Luo Da, the founder god of the Western Holy See."

The owner of the valley explained while speaking: "But these statements are after all the opinions of the family. I think this statue is extraordinary, so I agreed to exchange it with him."

Jiang Tong nodded.

Then he waved his hand and said, "Go out, I will be in seclusion for a while, no matter what happens, don't come in and disturb me."

The owner of the valley nodded and left, Jiang Tong was the only one left in the big secret room.

In order to prevent accidents, Jiang Tong raised his hands and set up a barrier within a few feet around his body.

Only then did he slowly close his eyes, spread out his vast spiritual thoughts, and invade the inside of the statue.

Then the scene in front of him changed drastically, as if the stars were changing, Jiang Tong seemed to come to another world from the secret treasure of the God of Medicine Valley.

In the endless desert, there are hundreds of tall stone platforms.Countless believers, dressed in strange clothes, were facing a god with the head of an eagle and a human body on the high platform, worshiping.

The god is ten feet high, holding a scepter in his hand, standing on the stone platform, with indifferent eyes, overlooking the crowd of believers below.

At a glance, Jiang Tong saw that there were at least 10,000+ people.

These people were all dressed the same, with fanatical faces, and they all knelt on the ground devoutly.

Faith floated out from the bodies of countless believers, turned into the power of faith, gathered in the sky, and poured into the body of the eagle-headed god.

With every trace of faith entering the body, the body of the eagle-headed god was raised a bit higher.

Jiang Tong frowned tightly, his eyes passed through the endless void, and cast his eyes on the god.

He could tell at a glance that this sect was the embryonic form of the Holy See.

"Shinto?"

Jiang Tong showed curiosity.

Shinto is an alternative way of practice, which relies exclusively on developing believers and absorbing the power of faith.

Finally, the divine fire is ignited in the body, refined into a divine body, and born into a true Shinto god.

Jiang Tong travels overseas and has seen countless peerless powerhouses, alien gods, and even cultivators.

But Jiang Tong had never seen such an alternative way of practice.

Including that he knew this, and he heard it from the teacher back then.

Only then did Jiang Tong discover that what the teacher told him had never happened on Earth.

"Listen to what the teacher said, cultivators do not need to rely on the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. As long as there are a steady stream of believers, the power of faith condensed is their food."

After Jiang Tong saw clearly the god with the eagle head and human body, he lost interest.

To put it simply, this indigenous god is not of the same race as the ancient god that Jiang Tong saw in the teacher's sea of ​​gods.

This eagle-headed god should be just a primitive god born on the earth.

The more primitive the worship, the easier it is for such ancient gods to appear.

It's just that they don't know how to cultivate, and they don't know any Shinto exercises. At most, they rely on the increase of believers to constantly refresh their strength.

"It's no wonder that the cultivation methods of the winners of the Holy See center on the power of light. The god of light they envelop is just a powerful alien."

It can't even reach the level of the gods.

It can be said that the current power of light of the Holy See is a way to extend from the power of faith in the eagle-headed human body.

The name is different, but the essence is the same.

From the looks of it, the alien Jiang Tong saw had long since died.

Including the remaining power of faith in the statue, it is about to completely dissipate.

If that powerful alien is still alive, just relying on Jiang Tong's unpreparedness, he would directly probe into the divine sense.

I'm afraid Jiang Tong's divine sense will be torn apart inch by inch by that alien race in an instant.

Jiang Tong was watching the scene in front of him.

The alien statue on the stone platform seemed to have found Jiang Tong, the only one among countless people who did not kneel down.

Holding the golden scepter in his hand, he suddenly pressed into the air.

Jiang Tong snorted coldly:

"It's just a beast, how dare you play tricks in front of me!"

As he said that, Jiang Tong slapped his waist, Shenyin shot towards the sky with a 'clang', turning into a touch of golden light, and cut off the golden scepter under the horrified eyes of countless believers.

In the end, even the powerful alien with the eagle head was beheaded by a sword.

A huge eagle's head rolled down from the high platform, the scene was in chaos, and all the believers scattered like birds and beasts.

Jiang Tong did not cross endless years to kill that powerful alien.The statue that Jiang Tong chopped off was just a trace of its imprint on the statue.

In short, it is just a trace of soul, whose strength is less than one-ten-thousandth of this deity.

"Looking at the appearance of this alien race, he has already cultivated into a divine body, and he is almost cultivating the kingdom of God. The cultivation base of this deity is at least on the same level as Master Yujian or my teacher thousands of years ago."

Jiang Tong was thoughtful.

After Shenyin chopped off the eagle's head, he slammed it on the barrier behind him, and the whole space suddenly turned into darkness.

Jiang Tong also withdrew from that mysterious space, except for his pale face, there was nothing serious about it.

"It seems that I have to be more careful in the future. If what I penetrated today is the Kingdom of God cultivated by a Shinto cultivator, I might not be able to get out."

Jiang Tong was terrified.

It soon turned into a smile: "It happened to use the power of the god statue to practice the supernatural power of 'three-inch primordial spirit'!"

This kind of supernatural power, driven by the primordial spirit, can kill a transformation god with a flick of a finger.

But if you want to awaken this supernatural power, you must find some special and powerful soul spirits in the world.

Now the statue in Jiang Tong's hand is equivalent to a top-level elixir for shaping the primordial spirit.

Jiang Tong didn't know before, what kind of medicine should be refined with these thousand-year-old medicines?

Now we have the answer.

"In this secret room, the most precious thing is not the thousand-year-old medicine, nor the spiritual core of the innate spirit beast. This statue is the most precious thing!"

Jiang Tong was ecstatic.

As long as the power of faith in the statue is refined and assisted by pills, the three-inch primordial spirit can be cultivated.

"With [-]% supernatural power, even if I face two or more Transformation Gods at the same time, I can easily kill them."

Facing this top supernatural power, Jiang Tong's heart beat faster.

With this in mind, Jiang Tong waved a huge cauldron and landed in front of him.

"Fire!"

Jiang Tong spat out two words.

In the cauldron, flames were everywhere, and the temperature suddenly rose.

"This is probably the biggest batch of medicine I have practiced so far!"

Jiang Tong smiled wryly, and slowly closed his eyes.