The Xuanwu True Sutra has been stopped practicing for a while, and when it was picked up again, the cultivation speed was extremely fast. In addition, the spiritual energy in the Shanhai Sutra space was so rich that it was extremely rich, and Li Mang also used the spirit gathering array plate given by the Middle Ages. When he was practicing cross-legged, the spiritual energy had turned into a fog and penetrated into his body continuously.

"Pop!"

The fifty-year realm is a hurdle. When the Xuanwu True Sutra was the first to break through, Li Mang heard a broken sound from his body. Then he could look inward and see that the internal force of the Xuanwu True Sutra in the tendons and veins of the whole body began to gather into his dantian.

"Can you look inward?" Li Mang was a little surprised and also interesting. Before that, he could only control the operation of his internal force by relying on his feelings, and now he was finally able to look inward and see his internal organs. This is indeed a good thing to be happy about.

Looking inward will not only facilitate cultivation, but also be able to understand one's body more clearly, so as to understand pain viruses and other things, which is naturally beneficial.

Then Li Mang discovered that the Xuanwu internal force at his dantian was slowly condensed into liquid, completing the transformation from gas to liquid. These are two different levels of energy, which Li Mang could also clearly feel, and his strength had increased exponentially.

"Xuanwu Defense!"

Li Mang murmured lightly, and then he saw that his skin was changing rapidly and completely turned into the appearance of a tortoise shell. He gently flicked his fingers and made a clang of metal sound. Compared with the previous pseudo-tortoise shell, Li Mang's body's defense has increased exponentially, and yellow weapons may no longer cause any damage to him.

"Water Demon Fist!"

Li Mang shouted, and at the same time poured Xuanwu's internal strength into the heart of the fist, and suddenly started to hit a big tree in front of him.

"Ao!"

"Boom!"

Li Mang's fist turned into the second head of a Xuanwu, similar to a dragon and snake, roaring and hitting the old tree with a diameter of one meter. With a rumbling sound, the big tree actually crunched and fell.

"...Awesome!" Li Mang was secretly surprised. This Water Demon Fist was the first attack skill that the Xuanwu True Sutra had ushered in after breaking through the realm of 50 years. He had been virtually training many times in his heart. Now he finally has the ability to issue it, and his performance surprised him.

Just like a child who got a toy, Li Mang kept practicing the Water Demon Fist. As a result, he quickly became proficient in this new skill.

Until all the internal energy of Xuanwu was exhausted, Li Mang had to stop and then cross-legged to absorb and replenish the spent energy.

"The head teacher once said that the disadvantages of this Xuanwu True Sutra began to appear after fifty years of cultivation, but I showed up in my realm forty years. So in fifty years... will I lose control when I see a woman?" After being happy, Li Mang had to think of this difficult problem.

Gritting his teeth, Li Mang turned his head to look at the cabin next door. He wanted to test his patience. It was where Jim and the old woman lived. Now they were still imprisoned by Li Mang in the world of Shanhai Jing, and they were responsible for managing the farming of the ancient white apes in Tangting Mountain.

The old woman was sitting silently at the door of the house. Not only was she cut off her arm, but she was also imprisoned by Li Mang in this world that was different from reality. She was panicked and even despair. She had also tried suicide and escape, but every time she was caught by a magical force, not only was she fruitless, but she was tortured...

She almost believed like Jim that Li Mang was the messenger of God, but this idea made her feel ridiculous. She was obviously a Chinese, but how could she be a bullshit messenger of God?

The old woman suddenly felt that she was staring at her. She frowned and looked back, but found that it was Li Mang, who was in front of the door of the mobile prefabricated house next to her, looking at her with a strange look.

"Hmph!" The old woman snorted coldly and turned her head over.

"Haha..." Seeing her dry face, Li Mang almost wanted to vomit, but then he smiled happily. At least, he was not as serious as the head teacher said. Even if it was a woman, he couldn't help it...

"Great luck, great luck." Li Mang was very grateful, and he was worried before.

"Hmm? What are they here again!" Li Mang was suddenly surprised. It turned out that the group of hunters came to Guishan again at noon. He noticed it as soon as he entered the scope of the mountain god order.

Moreover, this time, not only were the hunters, but also followed by a group of men, women, young and old, carrying wild boar heads and wild fruits. It seemed that... Li Mang seemed to have thought of something, and his body flashed and went to watch it in person.

Sure enough, these primitive humans actually came to worship the mountain god with sacrifices.

A wooden table was placed, with pig's head first, followed by various wild fruits, food, beautiful jade bi and pearls, and all the more abundant sacrifices were collected.

Dozens of primitive humans began to worship, bow three times and kneel, meticulously. Unlike the perfunctory practices of humans on Earth when worshiping ancestors and gods, they were wholehearted and did not doubt whether the mountain god existed.

The leader was an elderly man with moist skin and a very delicate crutch in his hand, which seemed to be nothing.

"This is a strong man!" Li Mang, hiding in the dark, was stunned. If he was not the mountain god here, he might not be able to hide in the dark. At the same time, it was precisely because he was a mountain god that he could roughly feel the other party's strength, his cultivation level of more than 100 years of nearly two hundred years!

This is just a mountain villager, but he has the strength that can almost match the top powerhouses on earth. Among these dozen people, he also saw several old men who have been in the realm of more than a hundred years.

"...You must be low-key!" Li Mang realized in his heart that this is not the earth, but the primitive world of masters like dogs. In Queshan and Wushan, he may still be able to stir up winds and waves, but once he leaves the control of the Mountain God Order, his realm for the past fifty years is really not enough, but he is just a wild boar.

"...I am on behalf of the ancient clan, thanking the gods of Wushan Mountain for saving the lives of our tribe. From then on, the ancient clan will offer sacrifices to the gods of the mountains on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month..." The old clan leader said a lot of knowledge. After the ceremony, he finally bowed and kowtowed three times and took the tribe away, but the sacrifices were taken away.

"Take all the sacrifices away, what's the use of worshiping me?" Li Mang in the dark was very depressed.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he found an invisible energy penetrated into his brain, and immediately felt shocked, which was particularly comfortable.

Afterwards, Li Mang could see his sincere faces in his mind, and his prayers, the old patriarch of the ancient clan prayed for the growth of the ancient clan, some of the others prayed for peace, and all kinds of things, as well as gratitude and awe for the mountain god.

After a long time, Li Mang opened his eyes, but felt refreshed and his fatigue for the whole day was wiped out, so he was so refreshing.

"This... is the power of faith?" Li Mang was surprised.

He is the God of Wushan Mountain. Now he is worshipped by the ancient tribe and has received incense. To put it bluntly, it is the power of faith, which opens another window to Li Mang's path of cultivation.

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Chapter completed!