I Will Transmigrate In 10 Days; Fortunately I Have A Cultivation Emulator

"According to the investigation, it really is as you expected. The god here is a wild god, commonly known as the God of Grass Head. You took a look, but the other party didn't find you. You looked at his cultivation and found that it was just a mere Mahayana realm. That's all."

"On the forty-sixth day, you studied the way of the gods in detail, and found that it seems to be similar to the way of incense and fire in Buddhism, but today's way of the gods is more sound, and the limit seems to have been raised a lot. .”

"You decided to observe and observe around, sum up experience..."

. . .

"On the fifty-third day, you came to a dilapidated city, which seemed to have just experienced a war. The civilians in the city, under the command of the servants of the temple, were rebuilding the city. No one complained, but their emotions were high. Perfect."

"You sneaked into it, and then you learned that this place was originally an evil god's territory, but not long ago, it was attacked by the God of Willow Mountain, and that evil god was even eaten by the God of Willow Mountain. Now all Territory, all merged into the command of the God of Willow Mountain."

"It's only now that you understand that in this world, gods and spirits are allowed to fight each other. Gods can strengthen themselves by devouring weak gods."

"You didn't act rashly, but left here and continued to investigate."

. . .

"On the fifty-eighth day, you came to a small village. You have seen this kind of small village countless times along the way, but you didn't pay attention to it, because the gods in the small village are all rubbish gods. Even Nascent Soul, Transformation God's cultivation is only enough to protect the villagers from the harm of wild beasts."

"However, this time is different. When you rushed to this small village, the god that was supported by this village had just been lost and died at the mouth of a demon beast at the level of a god. Beast, beat that monster away."

"However, monsters are very vengeful. If the monster recovers from its wounds and attacks again, this village does not have a guardian spirit, and the whole village will die."

"So, people in the village are panicking at this time. Many old people are gathered at the village chief's house, as if discussing something. You sneaked in silently, and no one found you."

"Lao Gen, what do you think we should do now? The village spirit is dead, so we can't move the whole village..."

An old man with gray hair, smoking a pipe, said to the old village chief sitting on the kang.

"Yeah, Lao Gen, you have been the head of this village for many years, and now that something so big has happened, you have to find a way for everyone..."

A burly woman in a red padded jacket kowtowed melon seeds and said to the old village chief. .

All of a sudden, all the old men and women told the village chief to let the village chief make his idea. .

At this time, the old village chief known as Lao Gen was also sitting on the kang with a depressed face, smoking a bag of dry tobacco, and was silent for a long time before he spoke.

"Phew~ I think, why don't we do this? The village spirit of our village is dead, so let's elect a new village spirit. These days, let's go hunting more and feed the village spirit. It won't be long."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when the old village chief said that.

They were really afraid that the old village head would run away, so they came here to block the door.

Why are you afraid that the old village chief will run away? Because in the whole village, only the grandson of the old village chief has the physique that can transform a god.

In fact, the requirements for transforming the physique of a god are not high, as long as you have a normal physique of cultivating immortals.

But it's God's blessing to have such a small village in their small village.

If you want to be a god, you can't live alive, you must die. Everyone came to surround the old village chief, and they also need an explanation.

If the old village head refuses, these impatient villagers may not be so polite. It is also possible to kill the old village head directly and forcefully transform his grandson.

The newly born gods don't have any memories in their heads, so what they say will naturally be what they say.

. . .

"On the sixtieth day, for the next two days, you will stay in this small village to watch how they create and protect the village spirit."

On this day, all the preparations were completed, and under the gaze of the crowd, a fat man with a simple face and a short stature was placed on the altar by the village head.

Everyone is urging the village chief to start quickly. They have already hunted enough prey to give birth to the newly born gods.

The little fat man was only five or six years old, and he didn't know what would happen next. He was still looking at the formations carved around him, and asked curiously.

"Grandpa, grandpa, what is engraved here? It's so fun. I feel that there is a puff of energy, as if it is rushing into my body..."

The little fat man didn't know that from the moment he stepped into the formation, he had already embarked on the road of the gods, and just waiting for his blood to fill the formation, he could get rid of his mortal body and become the one who guarded the formation. The village spirit. .

The old village head called Lao Gen, with moist eyes, couldn't help but keep a drop of tears, and hugged the little fat man into his arms. . Can't help crying. .

"Tree roots...Grandpa is incompetent, there is no way to take you out, they have been staring at us, they can't protect you, grandpa hates you..."

Seeing his grandpa crying, the little fat man cried too, hugging his grandpa and crying.

"Grandpa doesn't cry, grandpa doesn't cry, what's the matter, who bullied grandpa, grandpa, you tell the roots, the roots have grown up, go kill them..."

The naive Tree Root doesn't know that those uncles and uncles who are usually very close to him outside will not give him a chance to grow up.

"Lao Gen, hurry up, don't you feel soft-hearted? Why don't you come out and I'll go in."

"That's right, Lao Gen, it's come to this point, aren't you repenting?"

"It's just a one-shot thing, Lao Gen, you just close your eyes and stab it down. Let's take the time to give birth to the village spirit as soon as possible, so we can be guaranteed sooner."

"We are all waiting, Lao Gen, let's do it..."

"Yes, let's do it..."

"Let's do it..."

. . .

The voices of urging from the villagers made the eyes of the old village chief in the formation bloodshot.

You watched silently, the ugliness of human nature was completely exposed in your eyes, you didn't care about it, you also wanted to see, the choice of the old village chief, and even more wanted to see, the birth of this village spirit.

The old village head held the tree root in his arms, and with fierce eyes, he swept around the villagers who persecuted him, and said to the tree root.

"Tree roots, remember, these people are all bad guys. They want to force our grandparents to death. Even if grandpa is a ghost, he won't let them go."

Tree Root seemed to have sensed something, with a frightened expression on his face, but he didn't know what to say.

"Village Chief, that's not what you said. Everyone will remember your dedication."

"Yes, village chief, everyone will definitely offer delicious food and drink to the tree roots in the future, so don't worry."

"Village Chief, if you soften your heart, we will take action for you..."

"Whispering, I'm coming."

At this moment, the villagers on the outskirts finally couldn't bear it any longer. A strong man took out his bow and arrow, set his bow and arrow, and aimed at the root of the tree. Seeing this, the old village chief put the root of the tree behind him.

"Whoosh..."

An arrow pierced the old village chief's throat. . Blood was sprinkled all over the formation. .