Please control me, my divine being!

Li Qinghe wasn't the only one looking up at the sky.

However, she had excellent eyesight and noticed the unusual phenomenon in the distant sky from a great distance.

As the cart continued to move forward, Shen Cishuang and Granny Yang stopped talking and subconsciously looked up at the murky sky in the distance.

The ordinary people following behind looked even more terrified, and their steps slowed down.

In the distant sky above Huangshui Town, there were no clouds or sun, but rather several different colored gases that collided and mingled, constantly creating huge air waves.

When the turbulent waves surge.

Drops of liquid, each a different color and like raindrops, rise continuously from the ground into the sky, and then fall back down, in an endless cycle.

The sun was still shining brightly outside the desolate town of Mingming.

But just a thousand steps away, there are two completely different views.

Under this murky sky, the air was filled with all sorts of smoky gases, and the jagged and eerie trees grew wildly. No human habitation was seen in the mountains and forests, but instead, flocks of birds and beasts appeared, gulping in the smoky air, as if they had returned to the ancient and barbaric times.

Huangshui Town is not under the influence of Zhuotian, but is just adjacent to it.

From the northern exit of the town, walk another hundred paces forward, and you will enter the Five Turbid Heavens.

"As expected, the North has pushed the border over. After planning for so long, they have finally seized half of Yuyang County. No wonder the Demon Extermination Army wanted to wipe out Lianshan City directly. Once the Huang family takes the divine token of Lianshan City, the Five Turbid Heavens will advance another hundred miles."

Shen Cishuang looked at the sky, where the air was murky and the atmosphere was like the beginning of chaos.

She kept wondering where the divine tablet had gone.

What is certain now is that the Huang family did not succeed.

"This is the Five Turbid Heavens..." Li Qinghe murmured. It turned out that this did not refer to the power in the North, but to the real sky, to the change in the actual living environment.

But can humans survive in such an environment?

There are also human tribes and villages in the Northland, and those Dima are also human.

Grandma Yang sighed, "I saw it from afar once before. The environment in the North is like this. When a normal person steps in, they are constantly corroded by the turbid air. Even cultivators cannot avoid it, and can only exert 50 or 60% of their abilities."

Only those horses of the five surnames, bred from childhood in the Five Turbid Heaven, can thrive like fish in water.

Let's go, let's hurry to Huangshui Town and finish our business.

Since Zhuotian has advanced to this point and stabilized, it means the war is over.

The Wu Dynasty suffered a minor loss, and there will be no further major actions in the north.

……

You sit on a handcart, swaying and rocking, as you enter this once-familiar town.

The town has changed beyond recognition.

The familiar faces of the past have almost disappeared, and those coming and going are all refugees who have fled to this place.

The followers of the Fajiao sect still distributed talisman water by the roadside, but they lacked a master altar and a personal instructor. These members who joined the sect in large numbers also lost their supernatural abilities, so they were basically ignored.

A faith that cannot produce miracles will only perish.

Constables in official robes patrolled the streets, maintaining order.

These new constables were all vigorous and tall, a far cry from the constables in the previous government office in Huangshui Town.

At the entrance of the government office, an old Taoist priest dressed in a beige octagonal robe was directing the people to repair the building.

You hear Shen Cishuang whisper in your ear, "This is a Lushan Taoist robe. That Taoist must be a cultivator sent by Lushan to maintain order, and also the county magistrate of this place."

We arrived at the town center.

Grandma Yang was going to buy intact, healthy corpses to raise for zombies, which she would then take to Jiang'an to sell for a good price. These were hot commodities in big cities, and their prices could easily be dozens of times higher.

Shen Cishuang then rushed to the dock to look for a suitable boat.

As for you, there are many places you want to visit in this familiar yet unfamiliar town.

Liu's Medical Clinic, an old house in a shantytown, my mother's grave, Zhuoxian Market...

Zhou Qing glanced at the dazzling array of options; compared to the previous desolate water town, there were now many new places.

But let's go to Liu's Medical Clinic first.

Zhou Qing waited for the plot to advance automatically, and then began to sense the popularity according to the method in "The Collection of Ten Thousand Generations".

Because of the wordplay, he couldn't see the scenes unfolding within the Wanshi Collection, only an illustration of a long street. However, he was fully aware of Li Qinghe's trial process and the text within it, as the game text would list them in detail.

After one trial, the power of "Eternal Collection" on my panel had dimmed and lost its luster, presumably due to cooling down.

Li Qinghe's current panel has also changed.

[Believer: Li Qinghe]

Faith Level: Three, Walking.

Blessings: Strength (3), Spirit (3), Intuition (3)

Entry: Great Deeds (Burning Away Deep-seated Illness), Devout Believer, Master of the Temple, Chopping Master

Common Skills: Keen Eyes (Part Two), Hidden Treasures in the Sleeve]

This trial raised her insight to level two, and Zhou Qing's insight also improved accordingly.

"Blessings and improvements in worldly skills can be quickly and synchronously reflected in one's own body, but the attributes cannot be copied." Zhou Qing was still exploring the feedback mechanism between the game character and the player.

He wanted to use his orthodox wisdom eye, following the old man's description in the Book of Ten Thousand Generations.

In other words, it is the normal insight that can see through illusions and deceptions.

However, despite his many attempts, he never experienced the same sea of ​​popularity as Li Qinghe.

Could it be that I truly lack talent in the path of cultivation?

Undeterred, Zhou Qing urged his keen eyes to try and grasp the feeling of guiding the crowd. As a result, a faint golden light flashed in his eyes, and the teacup on the table instantly turned into dust with a bang.

I was slightly taken aback.

Zhou Qing didn't know whether this was good or bad.

It seems that my mundane skills are going further and further down the wrong path.

Previously, it was only used to blast leaves and planks, but now its power has increased several times over, yet it still requires zero skill.

And most importantly, he didn't feel any popularity either.

"Is it because I'm not a normal cultivator?"

Zhou Qing had no choice but to put things aside for the time being and refocus his attention on the game. The desolate town had undergone tremendous changes compared to before, but its basic structure remained the same.

The Liu family medical clinic remains at its original site.

And the guy he was looking for happened to be among them.

When establishing his faction and forming the initial team, Zhou Qing valued the candidates' experience and personality more, while whether they were cultivators was not particularly important.

in contrast.

Ordinary people without faith are easier to cultivate.

This is especially true for an ordinary person with a difficult background who also has a certain understanding of the world.

This blank canvas, with its foundation, is more suitable for him to write and depict in his life trajectory. After rescuing Xiao Jiang from human traffickers, the presentation of her storyline clearly shows that she is such a suitable person.

Moreover, I don't need to guide him myself. Given that this little guy is more opinionated than Li Qinghe, he should take the initiative to join in.

You have arrived at Liu's Medical Clinic, Chunren Hall.

Dr. Liu was treating a patient when Jiang Chuling stood behind the counter, her fingers flying across the abacus.

She seems to have gotten used to working here.

After a period of rest, his body, which had been suffering from long-term malnutrition, improved, and his complexion gradually became rosy.

You were just about to say hello.

She looked up and spotted you first, then hurriedly ran out from behind the counter...