I ascended to godhood through the 100-ton King Martial Arts.

Chapter 100 Anomaly, False God: God of the National Road

Li Qingshan waited quietly in front of his small chapel.

Recently.

He has already secretly tested his current Dao soldier body.

One word: Fierce!

Two words: perverted!

That's really perverted.

His spear, forged from tens of thousands of magic stones, could barely penetrate his body's defenses when attacked with pure physical strength. Only when imbued with martial arts intent and true energy could it barely cause a stinging sensation.

That is to say...

He's standing still now, and even those at the Meridian Opening Realm can't break through his defenses.

This doesn't even include its further healing abilities.

Besides defense.

Riding the wind and burrowing underground, while not particularly amazing.

But now, his ability to control the wind can enhance the [Hundred-Ton King Charge], allowing his speed to break through from twice the speed of sound to nearly three times the speed of sound!

A thought arose.

A hurricane can also cause a force of over 100,000 kilograms to strangle someone.

With a single thought, the miscellaneous soldiers can be wiped out.

The ability to burrow underground has no real enhancement.

But it provides more ways to escape and hide.

They can also travel quickly underground.

Li Qingshan calculated that, being close to the speed of sound and completely silent, coupled with the ability to hide hundreds of meters underground, as long as he didn't encounter an underground environment with a large amount of metal ore, he would be like a ghost and very difficult to detect.

The key is that it adds another life-saving ability.

Hundreds of meters underground, it's not something you can just hit whenever you want.

As for the [Mountain Carrying] supernatural power that Li Qingshan was most looking forward to, he was somewhat disappointed.

According to his idea.

To lift a mountain, even just literally, would require at least tens of millions of tons of divine strength.

That's not the case at all.

"Carrying mountains" is similar to "escaping into the earth," which is a supernatural power in the literal sense.

After activating his supernatural powers, he was able to draw upon the power of the earth's veins and move very small mountains little by little.

How small is the hill?

It's probably the kind of hillside that Li Qingshan could break with a single punch, a slope that's a dozen meters high.

Its movement speed is also very slow, about the same as a tortoise.

Simply in terms of strength.

Li Qingshan tested it out and found that the power had increased from nearly ten tons to about one hundred tons, which is equivalent to the power of a dragon in the Guixu World.

However, it is simply pure power, without forming any kind of power of rules or supernatural abilities.

Under normal circumstances.

Aside from wind manipulation and sheer force, the only other attack method used by Dao soldiers is [Splitting Stone].

Like the Mountain-Carrying Divine Power, the Stone-Splitting Divine Power also draws upon the power of the earth's veins to split rocks.

But there are differences.

He gained an extra bit of "cracking" power.

By combining [Splitting Stone] and [Mountain Carrying], one can imbue their unleashed power with an added force of collapse, which can influence energy and rules.

This is the real reason why Dao soldiers can rival the combat power of those in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

After verifying the combat strength of the Dao soldiers.

Li Qingshan became even more confident in his idea of ​​getting something for free.

This idea was inspired by his "golden finger" (a powerful, intangible feature in Chinese fantasy novels).

The feasibility is not low.

Li Qingshan has two special abilities.

One is the [Hundred-Ton King Charge] which can be used at any time, and the other is the [Hundred-Ton King Dharma Form], a killer move with a monthly cooldown.

His inspiration came from the "Hundred-Ton King Crash".

[100-ton King Crash]: Blood is the fuel, and the body is the engine.

This ability is very powerful, allowing Li Qingshan to develop many ingenious uses. He has also used this cheat to defeat enemies of higher realms and even those of lower realms on more than one occasion.

But after reaching the Meridian Opening Realm.

When his opponents become those who have mastered the essence of the Dao and possess minor supernatural abilities, those little tricks become ineffective.

It remains strong.

However, the versioning mechanism is somewhat outdated.

Facing someone stronger.

Li Qingshan now basically uses the [Hundred-Ton King Charge] as a short-distance teleportation technique. He then combines his martial arts intentions with his martial arts cultivation, along with the defensive power of the Boundless Ocean Body, to transform himself into a human-shaped Hundred-Ton King and fight with his fists.

To some extent.

What are the differences between the attack methods of Dao Bing's body and his trick attack, [Hundred-Ton King Charge]?

There is absolutely no difference.

Its speed is even slower than his 100-ton king ramming attack.

Combining the two makes it even better.

The body of a Dao soldier possesses formidable defense and powerful self-healing abilities. Consuming it provides sustained and highly effective benefits, further enhanced by the [Hundred-Ton King Charge] and the defensive supernatural powers of the Dao body...

Isn't this a living, breathing human version of the 100-ton Wang Yao?

As for upgrading the rank of Dao soldiers, that's easy too.

He doesn't need to take any Yellow Turban Fruit at all.

The Dharma Image plunders once a month.

Moreover, Dao soldiers are not scattered martial bones, but a unified whole.

It is estimated that the plundering involved the entire body of the Dao soldier.

Even if it isn't.

It will just be a little slower at most.

Compared to the sect leader's more than four hundred years of hard work, this is already considered rapid.

The rest.

It's about tempering the body of a Dao soldier with one's thoughts, transforming them from a Dao soldier into a divine general.

Li Qingshan is trying it now.

He did not possess the kind of "faith" that Wang Qitian had, but he had a whole carriage full of burial soil.

The burial soil can even swallow souls whole.

Not to mention the purification of some thoughts.

It has great potential.

If it really works.

His Daoist system will surpass the martial arts system, becoming his strongest method.

The time that follows.

Aside from occasionally returning to Guixu to see his master and the now-awakened Jiu San, Li Qingshan spent most of his time guarding the church of the "God of the National Road".

He's rather lazy.

They adopted the title "God of the National Road" for their god, and copied the doctrines of the "Giant Spirit God" sect, only changing the "Giant Spirit God" to "singing praises of the righteousness of the national road".

Actually, none of this matters.

His method was not the same as Wang Qitian's method of gathering faith. He relied entirely on the methods in the "Yellow Turban Warrior Scripture" to create a "thought collector," which is a divine statue, to collect thoughts.

By using faith and prayer, one can limit the direction of their thoughts, resulting in cleaner thoughts.

After these days of exploration.

Li Qingshan also realized that the so-called thoughts are actually the seven emotions and six desires of living beings.

Compared to animals.

Humans with higher spirituality become the best target for producing this kind of thing.

But with the constraints of doctrine, faith is automatically purified.

The resulting emotions and desires are purer.

It will also be more worry-free to use.

One month later.

The idea of ​​collecting the first set of idols is complete.

Li Qingshan secretly replaced the statue with a new one, left behind the promised copper and silver coins, and quietly returned to his base camp.

It's time to verify the wonders of burial soil!

If feasible.

He took off immediately.

Consciousness space.

Looking at the writhing nothingness, Li Qingshan instinctively felt disgusted and didn't want to get close.

These writhing voids are the thoughts collected within the statue, which are then absorbed into the consciousness space and manifested.

Li Qingshan didn't know why he instinctively felt disgusted.

He thought for a moment, then instead of activating the burial soil to purify his thoughts, he casually crushed one of them.

next moment.

A barbarian male voice echoed in his mind: "Great God of the Nation, I pray that I may regain the vigor of my sixteen-year-old self..."

Li Qingshan smiled.

This person is treating themselves like a wish-granting god.

But that's only human nature.

After all, he was already somewhat lacking in energy when he was in his forties in his previous life, while his wife was only in her twenties, the age when she loved to have fun.

This forced him to work hard on his skills.

He crushed another idea.

This time, it was a small, barbarian woman's voice: "Great God of the National Road, I hope my mother gets better soon..."

Perhaps it's because children's voices are purer.

This thought gave Li Qingshan a rather comfortable feeling.

He subconsciously thought that after returning to that small village, he would casually treat the little girl's mother and fulfill her prayers.

"Comfortable... fulfilling my prayers?"

Li Qingshan realized something was wrong.

He pursed his lips and crushed another thought.

This time, it was the voice of an old, barbarian woman: "Great God of the National Road, I hope my youngest son can return to the village safely..."

This time, Li Qingshan paid close attention to his consciousness and body.

He discovered that, as the thought was read, this thing had actually merged into his consciousness and body, becoming a part of him.

this...

"Human hearts are chaotic... incense is poisonous... no wonder I feel disgusted by these thoughts..."

Li Qingshan quickly dismissed the remaining thousands of thoughts.

A few are alright.

Thousands rushed forward.

Is it myself or just myself?

You can't just touch this thing.

Li Qingshan had a sudden thought.

In the carriage behind the hundred-ton King's image, the burial soil transformed into the statue of the "God of the National Highway" that he had previously possessed. Then, following the method of concentration in the "Yellow Turban Warrior Sutra," he absorbed these thoughts.

I didn't think much of it in real life before.

Now in the space of consciousness, those manifested thoughts clustered together on the surface of the statue formed from the burial soil, like wriggling maggots or countless tentacles, sticking to the outside of the statue.

It looks disgusting and bizarre.

If I weren't currently in a conscious state...

Li Qingshan had no doubt that he would get goosebumps.

He was somewhat relieved: "Luckily, I've learned my lesson the hard way and didn't foolishly follow the methods of the 'Yellow Turban Warrior Scripture' and directly use these collected thoughts to temper my Dao soldier body, otherwise who knows what would have happened..."

With the burial soil as a medium, we can now try filtration.

Li Qingshan had experimented with this before.

He can control the degree to which the burial soil dissolves the rule fragments within the corpse.

Even the digestion of rule fragments can be controlled.

Impurities in this thought should also be acceptable.

Following Li Qingshan's idea.

The burial god statue swallowed all those wriggling thoughts.

Almost at the same time.

A wisp of white mist, so fine it was almost imperceptible, rose from the top of the burial god statue.

"Is this the product of refining a thought?"

Li Qingshan became interested.

He beckoned with his finger.

A wisp of white mist directly merged into his consciousness.

This time, however, there was hardly any sound.

Li Qingshan felt as if he had eaten a snowflake, and a very subtle coolness came over him. His soul strength also increased by an immeasurable amount.

If it weren't for being in the realm of consciousness...

He was practically the creator of this place, and he couldn't possibly notice this slight improvement.

"This thing can actually increase soul strength!!!"

Li Qingshan was overjoyed.

To know.

Anything that can enhance the strength of the soul, or spiritual power, is considered the most valuable rare and precious material by wizards.

They couldn't buy them even if they wanted to, and could only trade through barter.

But this thought is different.

In a small village, villagers can generate thousands of ideas in a month.

If we look at the bigger picture in this small world, what would happen?

Before Li Qingshan could have any further thoughts...

These white mists gathered together, accumulating little by little, and slowly formed a milky white mass the size of a fist.

Perhaps the quantity has been reached.

Or perhaps it is a product refined and distilled through faith.

After all the thoughts had been filtered out.

The white mist began to merge on its own, and in an instant, it condensed from a fist-sized clump of mist into an extremely fine drop of milky white liquid.

at the same time.

A golden light broke into the consciousness space from the outside and entered the statue formed from the burial soil.

While Li Qingshan was astonished, he immediately read the image of the burial god.

The statue of the burial god is clearly also a burial object.

After absorbing the inexplicably flying golden light, the information underwent a dramatic change.

[God of the National Road]: You unintentionally gathered the wishes of all living beings and condensed a trace of pure divine power, which in turn changed the divine rules of this world, making you a false god as weak as an ant.

[The Authority of God]: You are the God of Justice on the national highway.

Li Qingshan stood there, stunned.

He used the thought-condensing method of the Celestial Court civilization, but ended up disrupting the divine rules of the Wizarding Civilization, turning his own burial earth statue into a false god.

You can play it like this?

Looking at the subtle divine power floating above the statue.

Li Qingshan was somewhat conflicted.

This thing was originally used to cleanse the bloodline of the Yellow Turban Warriors, but it turned into divine power. I don't know if it's still usable.

He thought about it.

He simply attached his consciousness to the statue.

next moment.

A series of connections appeared in his perception.

Those connections, like invisible dotted lines, escaped his consciousness and continued to spread, eventually connecting to the heads of everyone in that small village.

The strongest connection was with the second idol he replaced in the church.

Li Qingshan had a feeling.

He could directly descend into the statue through the connection.

And with their thoughts, they possessed the burial god statue.

The previously retrieved "Divine Authority" is now clearer and more understandable.

This thing is similar to the martial arts intent of a martial artist.

If his divine power grows stronger and his followers increase, he will be able to manifest a national highway and become the master of that highway.

Li Qingshan was finding it difficult to remain calm.

He was just joking around, and came up with the title "God of the National Highway".

As a result, they actually created a dubious authority.

However, judging from the description...

He is simply a weak and wild god. The reason for his current changes is entirely due to the fact that the world of wizarding civilization has similar world rules, which allows for this.

The materials Shen Linyuan gave him also included basic introductions to the abyss and gods.

Anyway, the relationships between wizards, the abyss, gods, and all sorts of other messy dimensional worlds are extremely complicated.

On the contrary, there is almost no information about immortals.

I only learned some of the details later through Shen Linyuan's oral account.

Li Qingshan pulled his wandering thoughts back and focused his attention on the connecting dotted lines.

The dotted lines connecting the villagers are barely visible.

He also gained a new understanding.

This is the thread of faith for those villagers.

However, they were all lured with money and threatened with force to change their faith.

Therefore, these threads of faith can break at any time and are unable to bear one's own thoughts, allowing those thoughts to descend into the bodies of these believers.

Li Qingshan shook his head: "What do I need your faith for? I just want you to obediently be my tools..."

The disgusting thoughts of those people made him realize that there is no such thing as a free lunch.

If the power of a deity is gathered through faith, then it will also collapse because of faith.

The key issue is that he also lacks the methods to enhance his faith.

Thinking about this...

Li Qingshan didn't hesitate any longer.

He ignored the burial god statue and his consciousness returned to his body.

Following the previous line of thought.

The "Yellow Turban Warrior Scripture" is actually about having Taoist soldiers refine themselves into human-shaped magical treasures and weapons, which are then used by the immortals within the Taoist tradition.

Li Qingshan is someone who doesn't like to suffer losses.

Now that the feasibility of the idea of ​​purifying the burial soil has been verified, he plans to first refine it for his own Yellow Turban Warrior bloodline.

Consciousness returns to the body.

After sensing the dissipation of his senses and confirming that no one would disturb him, Li Qingshan removed his clothes and sat cross-legged.

Driven by thoughts.

next moment.

Countless bits of burial soil flew out from between his eyebrows, gradually covering his body.

Li Qingshan felt a tearing, excruciating pain throughout his body.

This pain was somewhat similar to when he first tempered his body and underwent a transformation, but it was more intense and violent.

With the burial soil exerting its power.

Strands of golden lines were forcibly pulled from his body, transforming into ever-changing runes under the shroud of the burial soil.

As the blood vessels are drawn away.

A feeling of weakness welled up in Li Qingshan's heart.

It's not really a matter of being weak.

Even without the power of bloodline, he was still a humanoid monster with a strength of nearly 100,000 jin.

I feel weak.

It's just a feeling of emptiness that arises after the power provided by the Dao Soldier's bloodline is extracted.

"This bloodline power can indeed be directly plundered through various means..."

Although Li Qingshan had considered this possibility long ago, he was still somewhat disappointed after personally verifying it.

This means that the Dao soldier system, which can grow rapidly, can only be used by acquiring free resources, and can be used as a weapon similar to swords and spears.

"Well, I had the same thought before, so I can't say I'm disappointed..."

Li Qingshan shook his head and carefully examined the runes formed from the bloodline of the Dao soldier.

These runes are similar to the celestial talismans inside the Heavenly Sacrifice Tower, but much more complex. They should be the true manifestation of the Dao Soldier's bloodline.

When the bloodline of the Yellow Turban Warriors was first discovered.

He felt that martial arts were more like a functional plugin.

Plug and play.

Later events proved that his idea was correct.

Now that he has seen the true form of the Dao Soldier bloodline, Li Qingshan has a deeper understanding of this thing.

This thing is like a parasite, parasitizing all the Guixu people, and growing stronger little by little as the Guixu people reproduce and grow.

If you're lucky, the celestial runes match, and you awaken your celestial bones.

If it doesn't match, then it's just an ordinary Guixu person.

After they died.

The Sacrifice Tower activated its power, recovering the fragments of the "Immortal Scroll" from the bodies of the deceased Guixu people, re-refining them, and turning them into bloodline rewards given after the sacrifice.

Of course, through the "Yellow Turban Warriors Sutra," Li Qingshan also learned about a better term for sacrificial bloodline exchange.

That thing, the immortals call it the Yellow Turban Dao Fruit.

"Fruit, that's quite fitting. You only need to scatter the fragments of seeds once, and you can harvest fruit continuously..."

Li Qingshan smiled and controlled the celestial talisman, which contained the bloodline of the strongman, to return to the consciousness space.

Following Li Qingshan's previous line of thinking.

He wanted to determine if he could get the Dao Soldier system for free. If so, he would use the burial soil to strip away the Dao Soldier's bloodline and use it as an external combat exoskeleton weapon that could be tempered and upgraded.

It's a plugin.

Plug and play.

The feasibility of the idea has now been verified.

He was prepared to do just that.

I wonder if the tempering method of the "Yellow Turban Warrior Scripture" will still work if the thought has turned into divine power.

If it works.

Li Qingshan would secretly replace all the statues of the Giant Spirit God with his own statue of the God of the National Road.

Anyway, the sect leader is now in a difficult position to defend himself.

At that time, he will manifest the body of a Taoist soldier and proclaim that the Giant Spirit God has returned to the divine realm with the believers who have returned to the divine kingdom, and that he is the successor of the Giant Spirit God.

Whose carrot isn't a carrot?

It doesn't matter who you believe.

Not to mention the bishops of those sects, who were all of mixed blood between the Guixu and the barbarians.

With the support of these treacherous barbarians, and the manifestation of his own Daoist warrior's power, the barbarians in those kingdoms didn't care about him at all.

Just send a letter and that's it.

Without the support of faith.

When both of them are at the Dao Soldier level, he will also have the support of martial arts and the Dharma Avatar cheat. It will be hard to say whose fist is stronger!

With a feeling of trepidation.

Li Qingshan transformed the condensed divine power into water mist, following the tempering method of the "Yellow Turban Warrior Scripture," and used the water to cleanse the Dao soldier's bloodline and immortal talisman.

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