The demon world I designed

Since the rise of Nanshan in Liuzhou, it has always been a place only accessible to the upper class. The beautiful scenery has always been sought after by the rich. However, many people who know the inside story know that it was built intentionally by the government and hired specialized gardeners to carefully trim it. Nanshan looks magnificent, but in fact it is a man-made mountain and forest scenery.

Master Feng rarely comes here. He knows that the various gardens here are deliberately built by the government to attract those arty people. To be honest, the older you get, the less likely you are to catch a cold.

If it was built artificially, wouldn’t the scenery in your backyard look good?

But when I come back now, I have an extremely novel feeling!

"This is...Nanshan?"

Many husbands who used to live in South Street were a little stunned. They haven't been here for a month. This place seems a bit different from what they remember!

In the afterglow of dusk, the entire mountain forest seemed to have been washed. The vegetation was green and the air was extremely sweet. Just one breath made me feel indescribably comfortable, as if I had been washed.

The trees in the mountains are messy, and they no longer have the neat beauty that they had after construction. But because of this, they are even more natural and magnificent. Occasionally, white deer jump out, adding to the agility.

For a moment, all the masters were filled with poetic thoughts, and countless beautiful sentences popped into their minds. They just wanted to quickly write down this hard-won inspiration with pen and paper!

Ordinary people don't have such coquettish feelings as these literati. They just feel that the scenery in front of them is beautiful and the air feels comfortable all over their bodies.

The ones who were most surprised were the hidden warlocks!

They can obviously feel that the air here has a great soothing effect on the spirit. They, the warlocks, are the most easily fatigued. Many times, due to the spiritual power of their own spells, it takes a long time to enter meditation at night.

But the air here immediately calmed their hearts, and they all vaguely felt that if they meditated at this time, they would be able to enter concentration in an instant!

This Liuzhou Nanshan... is actually such a treasure?

"Prefect of Liuzhou, please see the mountain god!"

Chen Qing stood and bowed slightly. The next second, the entire forest seemed to come alive, shaking faintly.

Everyone looked around in surprise, because they could feel that something was watching them.

There was an indescribable feeling, as if the trees, the rocks, the white deer and the spiritual birds were all looking at everyone as if they were human.

"My lord, you're welcome..."

A gentle female voice sounded like water, a green light flashed in the sky, and then the illusion of a huge spiritual bird with a green glow appeared out of thin air.

It is an extremely beautiful bird. Even a few well-educated masters cannot find adjectives to praise such a beautiful bird.

"Feng Haonian, an ordinary man, pays homage to the mountain god!"

I don’t know what I felt in my heart, but I was impressed by the temperament of this mountain god. Several extremely sentimental masters took the lead in making a grand ceremony. Seeing that these usually arrogant masters were like this, all the merchants who were watching the excitement did not dare to He continued to stand and followed him to pay homage.

Looking at the effect, Chen Qing smiled with satisfaction.

The ability of mountain gods to merge with the heaven and earth in the mountains and show the beauty of the mountains resonates most with the hearts of these scholars. They all say that Confucians do not believe in ghosts and gods, but in this world, Confucian scholars are the most embarrassing existence.

They know about demons and ghosts, but they only know a little about them. They don't know many secrets like warlocks, and they know more than ordinary people. Often, these people are actually the best to fool.

With them taking the lead, the remaining ordinary merchants will follow blindly. As for those who are still standing...

Chen Qing looked over with a faint look in his eyes. Forget it, Chen Ying was sent by the academic administration to assist him. In name, he was still an academic officer from Liuzhou. Where did the remaining few... come from?

The three Shen family warlocks who were originally hidden in the crowd frowned. They didn't want to kneel down like these ordinary people, but they were really unhappy when they were exposed so easily.

"My lord, what do you mean by coming here like this?"

The sound of the spiritual bird is like spring water, refreshing the heart and giving people an indescribable sense of comfort.

Chen Qing stood with his hands behind his hands: "The people under my command have been harmed by demons, so please ask the mountain god to save them!"

The blue bird nodded slightly when he heard this, and looked at the merchants kneeling at the front: "It's just some insect eggs, it's not that important."

As soon as these words came out, the merchants cried bitterly and kowtowed: "Please also ask the mountain god to come to rescue. We will build a temple and statue for the mountain god, and kowtow and pray every day!"

"Confused!" Master Feng immediately scolded: "How can you use your vulgar gold and silver to blaspheme the mountain god?"

Both Chen Qing and Qingniao's eyelids twitched slightly...

"It doesn't matter..." The blue bird flew down directly and stood in front of the people, looking at the crying people with warm eyes: "Do you know that once you make an oath with the gods, you cannot go back on it, otherwise you will suffer retribution?"

Originally, the few people were blushing with shame after being scolded by Master Feng. They felt that they deserved death. How could they bribe the mountain god with vulgar gold and silver? But when they heard what the other party said, they were all stunned.

The next second, they immediately reacted and knelt down one after another: "We will never regret it!!"

Master Feng and others were a little dumbfounded. Could it be that... the joke that money can communicate with the gods is actually true?

"Okay!" Qingniao put his head on his forehead. The next moment, the entire mountain forest shook slightly, and then streams of white air rose up from the flowing mountain spring, turning into a few drops of blue water dew, floating in front of a few people.

As soon as the thing appeared, all the warlocks, including Chen Ying, couldn't help their instinctive impulse and took a few steps closer!

They can obviously feel that the dew has a strong nourishing effect on their bodies!

The Warlock family has its own secret elixir, which is used to improve physical fitness and appease the sea of ​​gods, but even the best elixir in the family does not have the effect in front of you. Just one look can give the body the effect it desires!

"presumptuous!"

Chen Qing stepped forward and looked at all the warlocks with a cold look: "Get back!!"

"Sir!" Several people did not dare to attack the officials in public. They suppressed their desires and saluted: "We are members of the Shen family in Jiangnan. Please, sir..."

"Back off!!"

Chen Qing repeated it again, with a cold tone, without any leeway!

When the three warlocks saw this, their faces turned extremely dark. A mere magistrate was so shameless. Does this mean what the status of the Shen family was in Jiangnan?

Even when the emperor of the new dynasty came to his Shen family to ask the elders to help him, he was always polite!

I didn't want to take action at first, but it seems I should give him a lesson!

Thinking of the magic wheel turning in the eyes of these three people, a cold and frightening aura instantly surged towards Chen Qing.

They didn't think anything of it, they just wanted to use their spiritual power to teach the arrogant new prefect a lesson.

But as soon as this idea came out, the consequences were very serious...

As soon as the cold spiritual power left the body, the entire mountain forest suddenly became restless, and the originally soft atmosphere around him became extremely heavy, with boundless anger!

The three of them felt a dullness in their heads, their faces suddenly turned into golden paper, they spat out a mouthful of black blood, and staggered back!

Chen Qing was almost amused when she saw this scene, and secretly made gestures to tell the ghost baby in the distance not to take action.

What three funny guys...

The gods control the laws of heaven and earth, and their power is so great that, except for a few terrifying beings, it cannot be competed by a single spiritual power. It is just that it is difficult for low-end gods to use this power. Today's Qingque Xinfeng can control it. Nanshan’s spiritual power is less than one ten thousandth.

If he really took action, he might not even be able to defeat a ninth-grade warlock.

But if you dare to leave your body, that's a completely different matter!

In the world of divine souls, gods are true gods, and the difference in power between them and the divine souls of ordinary people is the difference between Yinghuo and Haoyue. Not to mention these small warlocks who are no more than fifth grade at most, they are super first-grade ones like Song Guogong who have quickly transformed into spirits. The warlock is here. If you dare to leave your body, you will be severely beaten!

Chen Qing probably understands the other party's motives. When the internal beta version was first released, there was no Shinto flow. Many warlock players used their spiritual bodies to leave their bodies to test the opponent's level. Especially high-level warlocks directly used their spiritual bodies to suppress low-end players. Warlock, there is a feeling of crushing.

At that time, it could be said to be the happiest version of warlocks. Advanced warlocks could leave their bodies for dozens of miles. They could overlook the capital, tease warriors, and spy on all kinds of NPCs bathing. They could do all kinds of evil.

But since the Shinto stream was updated, countless warlock players have hit a wall. Some are suppressed by mountain gods, and some are detained by the underworld. They often ask for help on the world channel with huge sums of money...

At first glance, these three NPCs looked like they had been severely beaten without passing the version!

Holding back his smile, Chen Qing tried his best to look dignified and said in a heavy voice: "You are so bold, how dare you attack me? Take it down!!"

Several officials looked puzzled, but when they heard their master's call to take it down, they naturally did not hesitate. They stepped forward and punched and kicked the wounded warlocks, then removed their arms and arrested them directly.

Several young sorcerers from the Shen family have been pampered since childhood. How could they have ever received such a severe beating? They screamed like pigs, yelled, and even threatened that the Shen family would never let you go...

Chen Ying on the side was stunned, and she didn't even realize what was going on.

She originally planned to stop those warlocks at the moment when their souls left their bodies, but as soon as their souls were about to leave the body, she felt an extremely terrifying pressure and subconsciously shrank back!

Now looking at the tragic situation of those Shen family warlocks, I was secretly glad that I had not acted impulsively just now, otherwise... my soul would be injured and my foundation might be shaken...

Although she was frightened, she looked at Chen Qing with an even more incomprehensible look. This scholar's spiritual power was obviously very weak, but he could suppress three warlocks without even moving a finger. She had just observed these three warlocks, and they all had mellow spiritual power. At least if you start at the fifth level, you can see that he is a direct descendant of the Shen family.

Without using any spells, his spiritual body can be injured in an instant. Even my own master may not have this ability...

How old does this prefect look like? He's in his early twenties at most, right?

What is the origin of this guy...?