Time passed slowly, and in a blink of an eye, two months passed.

Chang'an City, in the newly built temple.

"Master, there are more than 300 of the four hundred prefectures and cities in China now under our control, and every household is enshrined in the Lord's position." In the main hall, the immortal in the book dressed in preaching uniforms said respectfully.

"The immortal in the good books, then continue the previous plan." Xu Ran's eyes flashed in his eyes on the hall and ordered.

"Yes, master." The immortal in the book respectfully retreated from the hall, and the gate of the temple was tightly closed.

"I am worthy of the name of the immortal in the book."

Xu Ran was particularly satisfied with the ability of the immortal in the book.

In the past two months, the immortal in the Book has served as the high priest who spreads his faith, and the Emperor of Heavenly Ghost at the peak of the Earth Immortal has been supporting the force.

Any state cities that believe in Xu Ran will be protected, and any state cities that do not believe will be destroyed by the Evil Sword Immortal. In addition, the Evil Sword Immortal has confiscated all the food wherever it passes. Only where it believes in Xu Ran will there be food to eat.

So in just two months, most parts of the world began to believe in Xu Ran, and even the human races ruled by the evil sword immortals had begun to secretly worship Xu Ran's throne at home.

Of course, this is also related to Xu Ran's destruction of all the temples of other gods except Emperor Fuxi. If these temples disappear, naturally there will be no gods protecting them.

For a moment, the number of people who believed in Xu Ran soared, and the power of faith became extremely pure and huge. The power of faith produced in just two months was even more than the power of faith produced in the human world for hundreds of years.

"If the entire human world believes in me, it will probably not take long before my golden body and magic form can be completely accomplished."

Xu Ran's mind was immersed in his body, and he saw a golden face with four sides, eight arms, and golden body sitting cross-legged at the center of his eyebrows. At this time, the four faces of the Dharma image had become extremely clear.

As the power of faith continued to pour into the void, the golden body pattern with the same face as Xu Ran became more solid, as if it could be condensed into a substance at any time.

The outlines of eight weapons, including golden light, sword, gun, sword, halberd, axe, halberd, hook, and fork, have been completely condensed into shape.

During this period, people from Shushan also came and urged Xu Ran to kill the Evil Sword Immortal as soon as possible. Xu Ran naturally refused on the grounds that the Evil Sword Immortal had an immortal body and was strong.

However, he proposed to provide Shushan with the last spiritual bead for him to improve his strength and kill the evil sword immortal.

At this time, the people of the Shushan Sect were already looking for Xu Changqing and the Shui Lingzhu.

"Now it's time to go to the Demon World to use the Yanbo Divine Spring to refine a magic weapon of your own."

Xu Ran withdraws his mind from his body and gets up to go to the demon world.

But he was not alone. At this time, thousands of cultivators whose cultivation was completely imprisoned were hidden in his inner world.

These monks are not as easy to fool as those mortals. These monks on earth who have doubts about him have all been imprisoned by him and have been thrown into the inner heaven. These monks will have great uses for the divine weapons he has refined.

Then Xu Ran's figure disappeared into the hall and headed straight to Wanren Lu Peak in the Demon Realm.

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The Demon Realm, the top of the lonely peak in the ten thousand feet.

The demonic energy was rolling, and a red demon shadow stood quietly on the top of the mountain, swallowing and spitting out infinite demonic energy. Behind him was the blood moon with a wheel in the winding string.

"Chonglou, I'm here to go to the appointment." Xu Ran's figure slowly appeared on the Wanren lonely peak.

"Feepeng, I have prepared the Yanbo Shenquan you need for you."

Chonglou suddenly turned his body, revealing his white teeth, and said a little fanatical: "Feepeng, you have finally recovered from your cultivation!"

The strongest opponent he had been waiting for for a thousand years was finally back.

"I have gained something, and when I refine my magic weapon, I will fulfill your long-cherished wish with you." Xu Ran smiled lightly, and a trace of fighting spirit flashed in his eyes.

"Feeppan, go and get stronger, I can't wait!" Chonglou showed a hint of fanatical expression. He was only worried that Xu Ran was not strong enough and could not bring him enough pressure.

"Clang!"

After saying that, Chonglou's expression became solemn, Yanbo's blood blade let out a soft moan, and then pierced into the ground under his feet. A blood-colored beam of light immediately soared into the sky.

"Boom!"

The falling rocks rolled, and the entire Wanren lonely peak began to shake violently in an instant. Then there was a loud "click" sound, and the mountain peaks that reached tens of thousands of feet were actually split into two halves due to tremor.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and the demonic energy was rolling. A golden spring appeared in the cracked mountain. Endless spiritual energy rolled over the spring water. Golden flames were circulating in the ripples of the spring water, emitting an extremely fierce and terrifying wave.

This is the most powerful and yang Yanbo Shenquan among the nine springs of Shennong!

A strange light flashed in Xu Ran's eyes. The Flame Wave Divine Spring was actually hidden in this lonely peak of ten thousand glutinous rice. I think it was because the most important spiritual source in the Demon World would naturally be protected by the strongest building in the Demon World.

Then Xu Ran nodded to Chonglou and jumped into the divine spring.

Seeing Xu Ran enter the divine spring, Chonglou wave blood blade waved in his hand, and amid the rumbling tremor, the Wanren lonely peak slowly closed, and everything quickly returned to silence.

Xu Ran was floating in the air of the divine spring, and a trace of light flashed in his eyes. This divine spring is the source of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and contains a large amount of spiritual energy of heaven and earth. It is not as simple as refining divine weapons.

In ancient times, Shennong Jiuquan was a holy place for cultivation that gods and demons competed for. Practicing by this divine spring would greatly benefit your cultivation.

Xu Ran stepped into the divine spring in one step.

"boom!"

An indescribable pain instantly spread throughout his body. It was the power of the flame wave mixed in the spiritual energy of the Yanbo Shenquan, which was extremely violent.

But what it brought was the rapid growth of his body and cultivation, and the spiritual energy like flames continued to temper his body.

Although the Yanbo Divine Spring contains extremely powerful spiritual energy and is of great help to practice, even the first generation of ancient gods and demons dare to stand outside the spring, draw out the spiritual energy in the divine spring, and then wash the violent aura in the spiritual energy before absorbing it.

No one dares to jump into this divine spring and practice directly, because this is no different from jumping into the divine fire. If you are not careful, your body will be steamed directly by the divine spring, and you will not even be able to escape from the divine spring.

As time passed, the spiritual energy in the divine spring mixed with golden flames continued to pour into his body along his pores.

"hiss!"

Xu Ran's mouth twitched, and there was nothing more painful than being steamed from the inside out. Even with his heart, he couldn't help but want to roar.

The golden flame mixed in the spiritual energy kept burning his body, and was constantly repaired by his regeneration magical powers.

Xu Ran felt his bloodline burning, and the Nine Spirits Demon Summoning Sutra was constantly circulating. His bloodline was slowly increasing, evolving towards the next level of bloodline required by the exercises.

His body slowly sank towards the bottom of the divine spring, and he fell into a deep sleep with the burning of countless golden flames.
Chapter completed!