With a wave of Chen Yao's hand, the white divine light swept across the 230 ghost soldiers, which was a baptism of divine power.

Suddenly, the divine light dissipated, and the tiredness accumulated for more than three hundred years was swept away, and the military appearance of these ghost soldiers took on a new look.

The original tattered blue and white armor turned into a cold and stern black black armor, and the sharp waist knife uniformly equipped by the Yin soldiers hung from their waists. From then on, they became the Yin soldiers of the God Realm.

At his current state, transforming a Yin soldier is no longer a task that consumes a lot of energy, and the transformation is completed easily and naturally.

But Zhao Ning and Yuan Bao didn't see it that way. It was unimaginable to improve the strength of so many people and purify their souls in a flash.

They used to think that the Yin soldiers who cleaned up the resentful souls were all their own strengths, but now it seems that this is not the case. The supernatural power of the City God is really hard to fathom.

The three came to one side to check the final finishing touches in the tomb.

"Chenghuang Shenjun, now that the big event has been accomplished, I wonder if you can still count on my promise to my lady's god position?" Yuan Bao was a little anxious seeing that the soldiers had all benefited, but his lady had nothing.

Chen Yao smiled slightly, and said to Zhao Ning who was thinking, "Zhao Ning, what are your thoughts, do you still want to stay here?"

"If it takes a lot of power for the god to purify my soul and body, please wait for a while. Yuanbao and I can survive for a long time with our cultivation base in a short period of time." Zhao Ning bowed and replied very cautiously.

It seems that he sincerely wanted to join him, so he began to think about it for me. The ghost cultivator with the body of a great mage is indeed worthy of a god, and Chen Yao secretly praised it in his heart.

It turned out that Zhao Ning also knew that the local overlord of the Xianhe Temple, Xianhe Temple, was even more powerful in the previous dynasty, and countless aliens had defected to seek a position as a guardian of the Xianmen.

In their view, as long as they can live forever, freedom and dignity are nothing.

It is said that in its heyday, an elder went on a trip, accompanied by several Dharma protectors, and there were so many cranes that flying in the air was enough to cover the sky.

It is inevitable that Zhao Ning is a little worried about such a confrontation between the fairy gate and the city god, although the Immortal Crane Temple has declined more and more in the past hundred years, losing two counties one after another.

But the skinny camel was bigger than the horse, and she also felt something about the thunderstorm in the early spring, and it was very likely to be true.

Thousands of miles away from the thunder, she felt terrified even in the secret place at the bottom of the lake. That was definitely not an ordinary spring thunder.

Otherwise, why the gate of the Crane Temple is still closed and no disciples go out for a walk? In Zhao Ning's view, this is the real person who is waiting for a breakthrough to stabilize his cultivation.

Once the real person comes forward, the revival of the Crane Temple will be unstoppable, and it is perfectly normal to use the city god who has a festival to stand up.

"You don't have to worry about the Immortal Crane Temple, even if there is a real person, this deity will have a way to deal with it." Chen Yao said calmly.

This time he came from his real body, his aura was as deep as an abyss, and the words he said also had a convincing feeling.

She hasn't become a god yet, so she doesn't know the level of gods in God's Domain, but Chen Yao has said so, Zhao Ning still doesn't understand, the power of a real person is right in front of her eyes.

"The God Lord has brought my father back to peace. There is no way to repay such a great kindness, but according to the God Lord's order." Zhao Ning's tone became more respectful.

But on command?There is no hostess in the apse, isn't it, but this idea just flashed in Chen Yao's mind for a moment, she is not qualified yet.

"Qili Lake is not yet under my jurisdiction, so you can't be the God of Qili Lake, but you have to watch over here."

"Ling, Zhao Ning is the Ninth Grade Wenfeng Priest, and Xu Fengwen plays the role of inspector." As soon as Chen Yao said a word, the Shinto Talisman that had just been condensed entered Zhao Ning's body.

Zhao Ning hurriedly closed his eyes to refine, accepting the relevant information of the priesthood, and a stream of pure negative mana was squeezed out by the birth of the divine power.

The milky white divine power slowly enveloped Zhao Ning, and the white glow radiated all over her body. Her body, which looked as delicate as a willow, suddenly shook, and her divine body was complete!

"Wenfeng Priest Zhao Ning sees the lord!" Zhao Ning knelt on one knee and completely surrendered since then.

The gorgeous clothes on her body also naturally formed a set of close-fitting and delicate goddess official uniforms. Although it lacked a domineering part, Zhao Ning still wore it with majesty.

But as long as he doesn't perform official duties and doesn't enter the hall of God's Domain, Chen Yao won't care what kind of clothes his subordinates change.

Chen Yao nodded in satisfaction and said: "Get up, from now on you will focus on helping me keep an eye on the Qili Lake side, and if there is any change in the situation of the Longmai Mountain, report it in time."

Seeing that Chen Yao did not refute her calling the lord, Zhao Ning was delighted, but he also knew that this title should not be called casually.

"Yes, God, my maid..." Seeing that the red-clothed ingot was still staring at her blankly, Zhao Ning suddenly realized that she was a little embarrassed to apply to Chen Yao.

"Haha, you are now a ninth-rank priest under my command, you can seal your subordinates yourself, try it?" Chen Yao couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Ning was stunned, she hadn't had time to digest all the information in the Shinto Talisman just now, especially the subordinates of Fengchi were not the most important ones, so she naturally ignored them.

The method of sealing the edict came to his mind, and Zhao Ning guided his Shinto talisman to summon a phantom, and tap it on the forehead of Yuanbao with his mouth raised high.

"I will seal you as my god official."

After all, it wasn't the promotion to a high-level priest, nor was it Chen Yao's imperial seal. The movement of ingots to become divine bodies was much smaller.

But this made Yuan Bao very happy. Her soul body with pure yin energy almost made her think that she had returned to her physical body, but she was dressed in a red dress and changed into a priest's uniform, and felt a little awkward.

At this time, the last batch of resentful souls were also tied up, and were brought back to the God Realm one by one by ghost messengers. The matter in the tomb was considered to be over, and the next step was to restore the small dragon veins outside and eliminate the last layer of resentment.

230 yin soldiers from the front of the temple also followed the ghost messengers on their way back to God's Domain. One yin soldier fell behind and trotted up to Chen Yao.

Chen Yao thought that the Yin soldier had repented and didn't want to go to God's Domain, and was just about to take back the body of the Yin soldier and the corresponding armor weapons.

Unexpectedly, the Yin soldier bent over at ninety degrees, and offered a handful of seeds with both hands. Chen Yao didn't know what these seeds were, but could only feel that there was residual spiritual energy in them.

"Shenjun Qi, this is the seed of spiritual rice, and it is a spiritual thing that grows naturally here." Yin Bing explained respectfully.

"Ah, I know this too. When I first came to the secret place at the bottom of the lake, this kind of spiritual rice was everywhere, and I ate quite a few." Yuan Bao agreed with wide-eyed eyes.

"Yes, it is indeed the spiritual rice from the secret place at the bottom of the lake above, but it has disappeared since the outburst of resentment. I didn't expect that there are still rice seeds." Zhao Ning picked up a grain, observed it for a while, and said affirmatively.

"Master Bing, there has been no resentment under Lord Hou's coffin. When the villain built the waiting tomb, he secretly hid a few plants of spiritual rice." The Yin soldier led them to the coffin, pointing to the location of the hidden rice.

Chen Yao saw that there were spiritual veins passing through the coffin, and there were many shriveled rice seeds that had lost their vitality.

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