Chapter 62 Gods
There was still a little snow in the gray sky.

What is more impressive than the snow is the biting cold wind.

Almost no one was wearing cotton clothes, most of them were wearing paper clothes.

In this cold winter, people were shivering and some even froze to death in their homes without anyone noticing.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.

This is the most true portrayal.

But a lot of people came to watch the fun.

The onlookers stared at the scene in amazement. They were stunned for a moment, and then fell into silence, leaving only the sound of the wind.

Then suddenly there was a great burst of noise.

“God, it’s the God who showed up!”

“I beg the gods to protect my son’s health. I beg the gods to protect my son’s health.”

“Can the gods give me some food?”

“I hope my husband can come back alive from the battlefield.”

In this miracle, a few people knelt on the ground first, and then a group of people knelt on the ground, almost the majority of people knelt on the ground.

In the end, only a few people were left standing.

They looked at the people around them who were all kneeling and prostrating on the ground. They felt like they were the odd ones out, and they felt a little overwhelmed and hesitant, not knowing whether they should kneel or not.

If I kneel down unwillingly, my dignity will be damaged.

If I don’t kneel, will it anger the gods and lead to more serious consequences?

He Qing stood on the eaves, looking at them kneeling down to someone who had nothing to do with them, feeling speechless.

Brother, I’m behind you, I’m kneeling in the wrong direction.

At this moment, He Qing really wanted to correct them.

Just like seeing a mistake, there comes an urge to correct them.

But in the end He Qing held back.

After a long while, the group of people stood up.

He Qing also planned to fly away.

“Where did this bird come from? Should we shoot it down? I just want to eat its meat.” said a man.

He Qing flapped his wings and almost crashed.

‘No, man, you were on your knees and now you want to cum in me.’

He Qing waved his hand and a gust of wind fell on the man’s face.

“what!”

A scream was heard.

A red mark appeared on the man’s face.

The man was suddenly confused.

“what happened?”

He glanced at the people around him, then quickly covered the mark on his face.

“it’s okay no problem.”

This is divine punishment!

How did he offend the gods?
The person who wanted to catch the bird was filled with panic and quickly left here and ran towards home.

After returning home, he immediately knelt on the ground and begged for forgiveness.

“My Lord God, please forgive me.”

Although he didn’t know what he did wrong, it was definitely right to apologize first.

It was not until a breeze blew that the bird catcher vaguely sensed something and his mood relaxed.

As for the wealthy businessman who was blown out of the county by the wind, he had already been found by the bandit army.

When facing these bandit troops, the rich businessman finally understood the real difference between the defenders in the city and the bandit troops.

He does not cherish what he has when he is blessed.

Now it’s gone, and an incomparable regret and fear filled his heart.

But no one gave him a third chance.

After the first case, the rest of the people who still had grain hidden got the news and immediately handed over all the grain.

People in this world may not be afraid of people, but they are extremely afraid of ghosts and gods. The appearance of gods in Jiangbei County fills some people with hope and ignites motivation, but it will also become a nightmare for others.

The former accounts for the vast majority.

He Qing was still sitting in the teahouse waiting for Tang Chuan to come.

He has already prepared everything for Tang Chuan, but Tang Chuan still needs to make the decision himself.

Tang Chuan lacks strength now, but he can give Tang Chuan this strength.

Juling Qianjiang can do this.

A magical spirit can be completely attached to Tang Chuan, giving him some strange abilities.

He sipped his tea quietly, looking at the deserted street outside.

After a while, there was a sound of footsteps coming up the stairs.

After a while, as expected, Tang Chuan showed his head from the stairs.

“Immortal Master.”

“Just call me Taoist Priest. Immortal Master is too formal.” He Qing waved his hand.

“Master, were you the one who took action just now?”

He Qing nodded.

“I came to Jiangbei County to look for Pei Yan, but I found you here. That’s easy. I’m going to look for you.”

Tang Chuan felt the pressure doubled all of a sudden.

“I can grant you some power, but to do so, you may have to be controlled by me. Naturally, this is due to the requirements of this magical power itself.”

“You have to think clearly about whether you want this power or not. After all, there is no magic in this world that can reach the sky in one step. The requirements for this magical power are already extremely low.”

He Qing confessed everything, so he naturally wouldn’t hide anything.

Tang Chuan alone wouldn’t be that much help to him.

Tang Chuan struggled for a long time.

Speaking of constraints, he naturally doesn’t want anything to bind himself.

He wanted to be a knight, a free knight.

But can people really live in this world without any constraints?

He remembered the fortune that Qingmu Sanren gave him and the fortune that he gave to his younger brother Tang Yuan.

Thinking back to his own ideals, he once wanted to revive the sword hall, but now he wants to become famous all over the world.

If you want to pursue these things, is it really possible to do so without paying anything?
Did he sacrifice something for his goals? Could he bear some constraints and shackles for something greater?
If you don’t even have this little bit of determination, how can you have the determination to go all the way to the end?

Many people in this world cannot live without constraints.

Even the emperor was subject to constraints. These constraints came from the laws of the imperial power, from court ministers, from his fame in the world, and from various things around him.

In this world, no one can truly do whatever they want.

After pondering for a long time, Tang Chuan finally opened his eyes with a determined look in his eyes.

“I’m willing. Thank you, Master.” Tang Chuan suddenly knelt on the ground.

“Please give me some advice, Master!”

“Okay, just bear with it for now.”

He Qing took out three Cao Huan Dan pills and three Chun Yang Dan pills.

Finally, he took out the dragon-tiger purple gold furnace.

He wanted to train Tang Chuan just like he had trained himself.

But this time he is in control of it himself, so there will naturally be no problems.

After all, Tang Chuan has practiced martial arts for many years, so at least his basics are solid.

Tang Chuan swallowed the Cao Huan Dan and Chun Yang Dan in one breath, and then fell into the Dragon-Tiger Purple Gold Furnace.

“Hold it!”

He Qing said two words lightly.

Afterwards, the true meaning of dragon and tiger rose, divine patterns emerged, and countless spiritual energies gathered.

Amidst the screams and heart-wrenching pain, Tang Chuan’s eyes widened, but he eventually fainted.

After it came out of the oven, a hint of light golden luster appeared on Tang Chuan’s skin.

Looking at the unconscious Tang Chuan, He Qing laughed, then turned into a divine eagle and galloped away.

(End of this chapter)