That wisp of divine intent was naturally left by him in the soul of that female Taoist.

His original intention was to spy on the mysteries of this life-saving technique, and saving the little girl was just a convenient act.

"Even a national religion is like this..."

An Qisheng felt a chill in his heart.

The chaos of the Huangtian Realm was unmatched by the Jiu Fu Realm. Demons eat people, ghosts eat people, and people eat each other. If it weren't for the power of incense and wishes, this world would be pure hell.

Legend has it that in ancient times, demons and monsters ran rampant in the Huangtian Realm, and many evil ghosts roamed the world. The world was a living hell.

If it weren't for the sudden emergence of the Youming Lord, who suppressed the ten evils of Huangtian, opened the Youming Underworld, and established the City Gods throughout the land, it would still be the same situation as in ancient times.

Unfortunately, it was not fully accomplished.

If he sneezed, the entire Underworld would come to a standstill, and the City Gods of the world would have ulterior motives. If it weren't for the power of incense and wishes as his reliance, it was feared that the entire system would collapse.

But his power was too great. It had been more than a thousand years since he disappeared before anyone dared to jump out.

Even if they jumped out, they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Trying to change this situation is beyond my capabilities at the moment."

An Qisheng said to himself in his heart.

For more than a month, he had been tempering his physical body and mana with the magnetic field of heaven and earth. His progress was rapid, almost doubling his strength from a month ago. However, from the perspective of this world, he was still only in the Benming realm.

The little Zhenren who had just entered the Dao were no match for him. But what about those who had truly become Zhenren?

Who would have known that in this vast Liang Province, with tens of millions of people, there was not a single 'Zhenren' who had cleansed their mana with the Di Sha or Tian Gang, or whose Benming had given rise to supernatural powers.

Not a single one.

Hu!

A gentle breeze came slowly, and An Qisheng slowly closed his eyes. The invisible magnetic field moved with him, as if the entire city was breathing with his breath.

Having lived two lifetimes and traversed three realms, how deep was An Qisheng's mind?

Naturally, he wouldn't act like a reckless youth, charging up impulsively to his death. That would be meaningless.

What he wanted was to rise up from the mountains one day and shock the world.

Like the rising sun, sweeping away all the demons and monsters!

........

Liang Province, located on the border of Da Qing, is mountainous and forested, and not very prosperous.

Each city is more than three hundred miles apart, making it sparsely populated.

Only the incense and wish power interwoven between the City Gods allows passage through the incense realm, otherwise, it would take ordinary people riding horses day and night for several months to cross Liang Province.

Even with the incense realm, an alternate dimension relying on incense and rooted in the Underworld, which allows for rapid travel between many cities.

The spiritual materials promised by the City Gods took more than a month and still hadn't been completely delivered.

This was due to both the large quantity and the great distance.

Hu~

In the night, the wind howled, and a sharp cry, inaudible to ordinary people, echoed in the south of the city.

An Qisheng, who was sitting alone in the courtyard under the starlight, frowned slightly. In the distortion of the night, a small ghost jumped out in a disheveled state.

"Zhenren, Grandpa Zhenren! The Tongfa Stone you, you wanted has been, has been robbed!"

The little ghost was covered in dust and dirt, wailing repeatedly, clearly injured.

"The Tongfa Stone was robbed?"

An Qisheng raised an eyebrow.

The Tongfa Stone is a strange ore for forging magical weapons. It can be applied to all kinds of magical artifacts of the four paths of Taoism, Buddhism, demons and monsters, and is the best carrier for conducting all mana.

For him, it was also essential.

Especially since the Wang Quan Sword was so massive, he needed even more.

"Zhenren, Zhenren, the forging stone was also robbed..."

Another little ghost also plunged into the courtyard.

He was even more miserable than the other little ghost, his entire body somewhat blurred, obviously injured.

"Zhenren! The soul wood was taken away..."

"Zhenren, the inkstone iron was..."

"Zhenren..."

From time to time, the void trembled, and little ghosts scurried out one after another, each covered in dust and dirt, some seriously injured.

As soon as these little ghosts landed, they immediately began to chatter.

Unsurprisingly, all the spiritual materials brought by these little ghosts had been robbed.

"All been robbed..."

An Qisheng said softly.

His voice was neither high nor low, but it seemed to possess some kind of magic, causing the group of little ghosts dancing around in the courtyard to fall silent.

The cries of a few little ghosts who were wailing incessantly also stopped abruptly, as they felt an invisible wave spread out, and their somewhat illusory bodies instantly became solid, as if the pain was no longer so intense.

An Qisheng's mood was calm. It wasn't surprising that so many City Gods sending spiritual materials would attract attention.

However, the clean and efficient manner of the attack indicated that the perpetrator had been watching for a long time.

However, this person didn't dare to kill these little ghosts, so they must have had some concerns. They only wanted to rob the spiritual materials, not to become enemies with the City Gods.

"Zhenren, they've all been robbed..."

A little ghost said with a bitter face.

Not completing the City God's orders meant big trouble upon returning.

"Go back, just say the items have been received."

An Qisheng had no intention of making things difficult for these little ghosts. He waved his hand slightly, telling them all to leave.

Most of these little ghosts had died recently and existed by relying on the City Gods. They couldn't even be considered gods. The only difference between them and wandering ghosts was that they still retained some memories from their lives.

In the entire Yin Si City God system, they were at the bottom of the bottom, doing the hardest work and being the most humble.

"Thank you, Zhenren, thank you, Zhenren."

The group of little ghosts thanked him profusely and retreated.

Only then did An Qisheng slowly reach out his hand and pinch his five fingers slightly in the void.

Hu!

In his eyes, all colors faded away, leaving only black and white intertwined.

Invisible and intangible auras slowly emerged in the intertwining of black and white, intricate and complex like a tangled mess.

And as An Qisheng pinched his hand.

Among the countless auras intertwined like a ball of yarn, one was pinched in his palm.

With a thought, the aura dissipated, tracing back to its source. Various scenes naturally appeared in his eyes, like a low-quality movie composed of photos.

Night, breeze, barren mountains, vegetation...

The picture slowly stretched and flowed backward, until it froze on a green-clad Taoist sitting cross-legged on the top of a barren mountain.

His spirit was extremely powerful, much stronger than before the Qi Seed was condensed. With mana as his hands and feet, the power his spirit could exert soared.

Naturally, locking the soul from a thousand miles away was not a problem.

Those little ghosts were stained with this person's aura.

"Heh!"

Looking at this person, An Qisheng chuckled and his body had already disappeared from the courtyard.

In the house not far away, Sa Wuling, who was watching this scene from the window, shook his head in his heart, knowing that someone was about to be unlucky.

"You should leave."

Sa Wuling was guessing who had made the move, when suddenly 'Grandpa Hand's' voice sounded in his heart.

He was startled, and after complaining inwardly, he paused: "Why do I have to leave?"

"Two months have passed since I helped you condense the Qi Seed. You haven't integrated your Qi field yet. You're dumber than a pig. Your teacher is here, I can't help you. Only by leaving your teacher's location can I help you."

Mu Longcheng spoke a little more than usual.

An Qisheng hadn't left the house for the past two months, and he hadn't communicated with Sa Wuling for two months either.

Without his help, An Qisheng was clearly providing 'hands off' instruction. Sa Wuling's progress was so slow that he couldn't bear it any longer.

He couldn't determine the extent of An Qisheng's cultivation, or whether he could detect him, but as he said, never earn the last copper. Without great benefits, he had no need to take the risk.

This world was extremely attractive to him.

"This, how should I tell my teacher?"

Sa Wuling hesitated for a moment, feeling troubled.

After two months of getting along, An Qisheng became increasingly great in his heart, like a towering and inviolable sacred mountain. He couldn't even raise a single disrespectful thought, let alone tell a single lie.

Even the existence of this 'Grandpa Hand,' if his teacher asked, he would probably tell the truth.

In the end, the grace of teaching was greater than heaven.

"This, you must choose for yourself."

Mu Longcheng said and then fell silent again.

Leaving Sa Wuling looking hesitant and conflicted. He was just an ordinary country Taoist, how could he make any decisions?

If he left An Nuo County, where could he go?

.......

"Hmm?!"

On the barren mountain, the green-clad Taoist suddenly woke up, looking around. Under the night, it was empty, with only the rustling sound of grass and trees blowing in the night wind.

There wasn't a single figure.

"An illusion? No, that's not right. Before, my heart was trembling, and my whole body was cold. Someone was watching me..."

The green-clad Taoist muttered to himself.

Suddenly, he pinched his fingers.

As his fingers turned and changed, he chanted words. After a while, he stopped with a frown, uncertain and suspicious: "Everything is normal... I clearly felt someone watching!"

He suddenly stood up, feeling uneasy in his heart.

Although he had already made up his mind, he still couldn't remain calm when things came to a head. After all, anyone who could receive gifts from the City God was worth being careful about.

Huhu~~

At this time, a series of sounds of rushing through the air came.

In the night, several figures came from far to near, and quickly reached the top of the mountain along the mountain road.

These figures looked dull, their bodies stiff, and they exuded a strong stench of corpses. As soon as they came up, the strong stench couldn't be blown away even by the night wind.

"So many spiritual materials!"

The green-clad Taoist glanced at the spiritual materials held in the zombies' hands, his heart pounding.

His name was Dan Chengzi, and he was a rogue cultivator. By chance, he had obtained Taoist books left by his predecessors, but without anyone to guide him, he had learned by himself.

This was the first time he had seen so many spiritual materials.

"Tongfa Stone, forging stone, soul wood, inkstone stone... so many, so many."

Dan Chengzi was dazzled, almost forgetting the result he had divined earlier.

He had never seen so many spiritual materials in his life.

Until he heard a calm voice in his ear:

"With so many spiritual materials, what is their value?"

"Comparable to a city... Who?!"

Dan Chengzi subconsciously answered halfway before suddenly waking up.

Looking back.

He saw in the void of night, in the faint moonlight, a white-clad Taoist pacing over, speaking lightly:

"You stole my things, and you still ask who I am?"