Zhang Fengyun not only learned from his own teaching, but also had outstanding talents when it comes to building a house.

After personally experiencing the construction process of Fengyun Villa like a miracle, Zhang Be was in a state of paralysis about any similar thing.

So Zhang Fengyun mobilized the power of the earth to build a decent mountain temple in the huge rocks on the top of the mountain within an hour, and Zhang Bei just said nothing.

"The next thing is to discover this temple."

Zhang Fengyun breathed a sigh of relief, dissipated the power of the earth that had been mobilized, then waved his hand to dissipate a large amount of spiritual power, gathered the breeze and blew a cloud and mist, half-covering the mountain temple.

Zhang Bie came over and asked curiously: "Young Master, how did you do this trick?"

"You can't understand even if you say it." Zhang Fengyun glanced at the corner of his eyes, and swept the loss that flashed across Zhang Bei's face. After thinking about it, he said: "I can obtain this ability because I have the help of noble people. Is this ability difficult? As long as you can cultivate to the realm of sages in the future, you will naturally be able to obtain this ability."

Of course, this is a lie. Zhang Fengyun's ability was pulsating from the earth. It is the legacy left by the former mountain god clan, and the power used is divine power.

The essence of divine power is the power of laws. In Zhang Fengyun's cognition, although this power has strange abilities in the realm of sages, it will never involve the level of laws.

Speaking of which, divine power is a double-edged sword.

In ancient times, every god inherited a kind of power. Although it was powerful, it had great restrictions and there was no chance of change.

So during the great disaster, these gods were almost extinct.

Zhang Fengyun is not. Strictly speaking, he is a demigod and half-human, inheriting the earth divine power attributes of Zhang Tiancun's mother, but the ability that originally belonged to the human race was not only not stripped away, but instead became the power of the wind and clouds.

Zhang Fengyun has been exploring and practicing for more than a year, and has some conjectures about this situation.

This power of wind and clouds is the combination of two bloodlines in his body and inherited from the bloodlines, while the power of the earth acts on his soul.

After the earth pulsation fuses into his heart of Tao, the effect of the earth's divine power combines his father's wind attributes and his mother's cloud attributes, and finally forms a situation where three attributes are integrated, one main and two auxiliary.

As long as Zhang Fengyun stands on the earth, there will be a steady supply of energy to his heart of Tao, and there will be a lot of power from the earth that can be mobilized.

When he said that the power of the earth in his heart was supplied by the outside world, the spiritual power of the Fengyun attribute would not be cut off.

But now we can only achieve one-sided transformation. If one day Zhang Fengyun can achieve spiritual power circulation, then the world can be achieved.

"Young Master? Young Master?"

Zhang Fengyun was called back to his senses by Zhang Bie and turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Biao pointed to Zhang Que on the side: "Lao Liu has just returned."

Zhang Que took a step forward and gestured.

"Have you attracted me?" Zhang Fengyun nodded and hooked his hand: "You two follow me."

Zhang Bei and the others were hidden in a mural behind the statue by Zhang Fengyun, so they had the energy to look at the internal structure of the temple.

I don’t know what Zhang Fengyun used, but the inner space of the temple looked much larger than outside. A statue of god stood facing the gate, and his appearance was exactly what Zhang Fengyun looked like.

This statue is eight or nine times the size of an ordinary person, surrounded by purple light. It looks extremely mysterious under the reflection of the deep light that appears to be emitted from somewhere in the depths of the temple.

Around the statue, there are four statues, one giant tortoise behind the statue, revealing only one *; a huge owl spreads its wings in a gliding shape, and looks like a mount directly in front of the statue; on the left and right sides of the statue are two pillars that are only half tall, one of which is wrapped around one of the pillars, and the other pillar is bare. When you look closely, you will find that a lazy blue kitten is lying on the top of the pillar.

After hiding the two, Zhang Fengyun walked along a secret staircase to the top of the statue, and then his figure gradually disappeared.

Zhang Bie looked at the arrangements carefully behind the mural.

There is an ice path at the entrance of the temple, which leads directly to the statue. On both sides of the road, there are fourteen statues in total, but most of them have no appearance. The only one who can see the appearance clearly is the statue built in the middle of the right side - it is a girl with delicate face, with her hands tying up and down in the shape of a flower-shaped finger, and a needle is sandwiched between the fingers of her right hand.

This is the second person I know in this temple except the owl.

Zhang Bie looked at Yun Jiao's statue and felt suspicious.

But this question failed to last for too long. A man wearing a fur coat with an axe on his back and walked in with his head.

The appearance of this man was not beyond Zhang Bo's expectations. Judging from the fluctuations around him, I was afraid that he had just entered the Spirit Breaking Realm, and there was a bundle of firewood at the entrance of the temple... In this world where almost everyone can practice, these people who can only practice to the Spirit Eye Realm in their lifetime are the people at the bottom of this world.

This is a world where strength is the most important. Those who are rich and well-off can only be people with strong cultivation.

Even the children of a large family will be cleaned up if they do not have a certain level of cultivation.

Only strong strength is the foundation of a person.

Of course, Zhang Bet is just thinking about it. Not to mention the strong power of the Zhang family, but to say that he has received the kindness of Zhang Chengxuan's nurturing and teachings from childhood in his life, it will be difficult for him to leave the big tree of the Zhang family.

A wise man of their Confucianism once said that everyone has their own fate, and things that do not belong to them cannot be forced.

With such a flash of magic, the man had already reached the front of the owl statue.

"Who is coming?!"

Zhang Fengyun's voice echoed in the hall like a bell and big bell.

The statue scatters a shiny glow, captivating the soul.

The man had been kneeling in front of the statue of God honestly. He probably had never seen a scene where the god was obviously holy. He was scared for a moment. He said stumbled: "The mountain citizen... the mountain citizen Wang Zhi, who was chopping wood, came to pay homage to the mountain god."

"You came to my temple today, which is considered to be a fate with me. I can satisfy your wish."

Pretending to behave.

Zhang Fei, who was hiding behind the mural, looked at Zhang Fengyun and said in his heart.

But coaxing people is good.

Wang Zhi was obviously coaxed to believe it. Perhaps thanks to the widely circulated novels in this world, even those who have practiced have maintained their longing for the gods.

"Believers Wang Zhi, thank the mountain god for his wish."
Chapter completed!