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Volume 1 In the Human World Chapter 143 The God of the North

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    When Yang Fengnian threw the jade pendant, the expressions of the natives suddenly changed and they quickly stepped back.

    However, after seeing the jade pendant sliding from the ice to the eyes, as well as the Xuanwu pictures and texts on it, the vigilance on the faces of these natives instantly turned into a bright future for believers to see the gods.

    "Ula, uh, uh!"

    Amidst the strange emphasis, the originally vigilant natives suddenly knelt down and lay prostrate on the ground, facing the confused Yang Fengnian, or perhaps the owner of the jade pendant in the carriage behind him, and began to walk.  A big gift.

    The white wind and snow swept across the white ice field.

    In the howling cold wind, a dozen burly and ferocious men holding bone spears, with extremely respectful expressions on their faces, lay on the ground and performed the most pious etiquette towards the divine envoy in their hearts.

    In front of the carriage, Yang Fengnian's aura gradually converged.

    On the palm of the hand, between the fingers, the bright hazy silver sword light also melted into the fingers and disappeared.


    It is like a palace made of pieces of white jade, and the whole body is bright.

    In the igloo, the light of the candles dyed the walls and roof of the entire house a warm light yellow.

    The ground was covered with thick bearskin.

    Even though there is ice below that has not melted for thousands of years, you can still feel the hot breath while sitting on the bear skin.

    In the center of the room, around the wooden table with tea sets, Yang Fengnian sat cross-legged on a bear skin. After taking a sip from the short-term tea cup, he looked at the calm-looking Black Rakshasa opposite him and raised his eyebrows: "We are all here.  , you should tell me, what on earth are you doing here?"

    "Didn't I tell you?" Black Rakshasa rolled his eyes at him and said softly: "Go to the center of Beihai to visit an old friend!"

    When Yang Fengnian heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise: "It seems that it is not easy for you, an old friend, to live in an extremely cold place in the center of the North Sea!"

    The Black Rakshasa glanced at Yang Fengnian in surprise.  Fang Xinwei was very curious that Yang Fengnian could guess this so quickly.

    She nodded and looked at Yang Fengnian with a smile.  He chuckled and said: "That's nature. He is not a human, but a god!"


    Hearing this word, Yang Fengnian's heart suddenly shook.

    god.  In the eyes of secular people, they are actually practitioners whose cultivation is above the Golden Elixir stage.

    And there are very few who can be called gods by practitioners.  Even practitioners who have ascended to the Immortal Realm and achieved Immortal Body do not have this qualification.

    And the only one who is qualified.  They are those terrifying existences that confirm the godhood, super bosses.

    Having said that, even if you obtain the godhead, gods are divided into three, six or nine levels.

    The figures at the pinnacle of the altar are those from the prehistoric times.

    Next, there are the survivors who experienced the Conferred Gods War at the same time as the Black Rakshasa, and were finally named on the Conferred Gods List.

    Of course, after that.  There are still a few people in the world who confirm the power of Godhead.

    but.  These are only a few.

    Other people, at most, are the point of Jinxian.

    ¡° Moreover, looking at the black Rakshasa in front of him, a solemn look flashed in his eyes.

    It is obvious that the god mentioned by this black Rakshasa is definitely a figure who can rival those super gods in the God Conferring War.

    "who is he?"

    Thinking of this.  Yang Fengnian felt a little excited.

    It has been three years since I came to this world, and it has also been a long time since I entered the world of spiritual practice.  I have been listening to the legend of God, now.  There is really no reason not to be excited to finally meet him in person.

    And, more importantly.

    He wants to see how powerful the legendary god is?

    The Black Rakshasa smiled, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes,

    It was as if he could see the plans in Yang Fengnian¡¯s heart.

    She lightly opened her lips and giggled, then looked at Yang Fengnian with her beautiful black eyes, and said softly: "Have you ever heard of the Northern God?"

    When Yang Fengnian heard this, his face suddenly looked solemn.

    His body trembled slightly, he looked at the black Rakshasa and said solemnly: "The mythical beast Xuanwu?"


    The mythical beast Xuanwu, together with the green dragon, white tiger and Suzaku, are known as the four great mythical beasts, guarding the four directions.

    Xuanwu, who dominates the north, is called the God of the North.

    And because the North Sea where it is located is a vast sea, Xuanwu is also called the water god.

    Moreover, Xuanwu¡¯s fame is even greater than the Conferred God War.?.

    Therefore, although he is a monster who has become a god, his reputation is much more powerful than many strong men in the Conferred God War.

    ¡°Moreover, he and the other three beasts guard the three realms, six paths and four directions.

    He has made great contributions to the Three Realms and Six Paths, so people call him the Guardian God of the North.


    At this time, I heard that the god that the Black Rakshasa was going to visit turned out to be the famous patron saint of the north.

    Yang Fengnian couldn't help being shocked.

    However, after the shock, the curiosity about the power of the gods became stronger and stronger.

    Opposite him, Black Rakshasa looked at the pensive Yang Fengnian, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

    Originally, she thought she was saying the name Xuanwu.

    Yang Fengnian would be very scared.

    But now look at the other person¡¯s expression.

    ¡°Obviously, I was very wrong.




    In the far north, there is a very unique racethe Snow Clan.

    They are not afraid of severe cold and have lived in the bitter cold of the far north for a long time.  This has been the case for generations.

    "It is rumored that although the Snow Clan looks ferocious, their faces are fierce and powerful, which is very scary.  But in fact, they are hospitable.

    ¡°It¡¯s just that I have been in the Snow Clan for nearly three days.

    Yang Fengnian not only did not feel the rumored enthusiasm of the Snow Clan.

    On the contrary, the attitude of the Snow Clan towards him was even colder than that of this far north ice field.

    ¡°Moreover, the cold wave is about to come, and it¡¯s getting colder and colder.

    ??Looking at those powerful men, holding gleaming sharp knives, staring at themselves.

    Although Yang Fengnian is already at the Golden Core level, he is not afraid of them.

    "It's just that being stared at like this, and by the whole village, regardless of men, women, old and young, even though Yang Fengnian is broad-minded enough, he is not a little depressed.

    One afternoon, Yang Fengnian couldn't stand this attitude anymore.

    Then he followed the familiar path and came to Black Rakshasa's room.

    After entering the door, Yang Fengnian didn't care about Black Rakshasa's reaction. Instead, he sat on the chair and saw a pot of hot tea on the table. He didn't care about anything.  After getting a glass, he drank it gurglingly.

    When the door curtain was raised, the black Rakshasa who had just finished bathing, with wet hair and a loose long skirt, walked out of the back hall.

    After seeing the scholar sitting in front of the table, a subtle blush appeared on his milky and delicate white cheeks.

    "What's the matter with you? You don't even say hello when you come in!"

    The Black Rakshasa glared at him, snorted, and slowly sat across from him.

    The black Rakshasa who had just finished bathing had a very fresh and light fragrance on his body.

    Smelling this peaceful fragrance, looking at the woman in front of me, she looked completely different and fresh than before.  The depression in Yang Fengnian's heart suddenly improved miraculously.


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