"Cook God, can I go back to the east? Even if I go to the sea to live and die for myself." He Xiu said with a hint of prayer, and at the same time he did not forget to dig a hole underground.

"Aren't you going to save the evolutionists from the East and the West? Besides, as both Easterners, how can I let you go without any hesitation?" He Fan felt that he had to take care of his fellow villagers. When he was away, his fellow villagers were bullied and he had to be beaten back.

"But, I'm very panicked with you." He Xiu said directly. Your story is too legendary, and most people can't keep up with your pace.

I went to the south, ate the totem, snatched the magic weapon, and got mad at the leader. Anything is enough to blow for a lifetime, but you did it all.

Now I am still coming to the north to eat the Holy Ancestor of someone else’s family. How can I not panic? Just my small body, a weak chicken that was chased and chopped by someone, might be killed one day.

"Don't panic, the chef is shining on you." He Fan patted his chest and said, "The strength of this god can hang the north."

"Thank you, God of Chef." He Xiu sighed secretly, he couldn't escape.

"Cheer God, your descendants are really useless, how can you be afraid? The descendants of God should be brave and fearless." The Fire God said while digging a hole.

I am not a descendant of him, He Xiu argued weakly and continued to dig a hole.

"He Xiu, I asked you, can you cure diseases and refine elixirs?" He Fan asked.

"Cure diseases? Refining alchemy? It's better to know more." He Xiu said in confusion: "The chef god asked what this is done?"

"Can you treat a neurotic? You're a madman." He Fan felt that he should do something for the second flame god in the world.

"It depends on how crazy it is. Is it serious?" He Xiu said.

"Are you like the Fire God." He Fan pointed to the Flame God.

"God of Chef, I am not a lunatic!" Yan Shendao said dissatisfied.

He Xiu looked at him and sighed, "Give up the treatment."

How do you ask me to treat this? Don’t say I can’t do anything about it. Those famous alchemy masters and medical experts are useless.

"I think I can save it, there is no way to do it?" He Fan was a little unwilling. Although Yan Shendao was quite obedient, he was sometimes very stubborn and needed him to waste his saliva, such as when he was riding Qin Yue.

"Why are you crazy?" He Xiu was silent and asked.

"I'm not crazy!" Yan Shendao said angrily.

"It's not about you, I'm just using you as an example." He Fan comforted.

"Why should I take my god's chestnuts? How many did I take?" Yan Shendao said dissatisfied.

He Fan: "..."

When did you have chestnuts?

"Let's give up." He Xiu said with a bitter face. I really can't do anything about this level.

"It may be because of the soul of a celestial being hurt, or because of too many memories of a celestial being, it is unacceptable, causing mental disorder." He Fan said.

"There is no way to do this. You can only use the Taoist Soul-raising Pill to slowly nourish it to ensure that it will not deteriorate and wait for him to get better." He Xiu said.

"Recipe." He Fandao, it's okay not to deteriorate. If it was really caused by the memory of Holy Fire Ming, He Fan could not guarantee whether the holy Fire Ming's slight sense would lurk in the body of Yan Shendao.

Moreover, he had to make a plan, after all, he wanted to eat the divine monument. After eating a little bit of the Flame God Dao, he was like this. After eating all of them, He Fan could not predict his situation.

Maybe, I will find a god and deal with the divine monument at that time.

He Xiu took out the formula and handed it to him, saying: "The Soul-raising Pill is suitable for evolutionists at any stage, but the top-level spiritual power supply must be taken in large quantities to be effective."

"Well, I will ask Qin Yue to collect medicinal materials later. Now, you can determine the direction. The Fire God has extremely strong hole-punching ability, but his ability to recognize the way is a little worse than that of this god." He Fan said.

He Xiu quickly guided the Yan Shendao and made holes into the temple. He had never been to the temple, but only knew the location and what was going on inside. He Fan asked him to investigate it himself.

A quarter of an hour later, the three of them came to the ground of the temple and did not rush up directly. He Fan first covered the temple with his sensation power to investigate the situation in the temple.

The temple is divided into two parts: inside and outside. He Fan found Qin Yue's breath. Inside the temple, she was the only one, and the rest were queuing outside.

The statue of the god is a man. There is a blue pattern between the eyebrows of the statue, which contains a hint of wind. There is a stone bowl on the right hand of the statue.

Qin Yue bowed three times and nine times, worshiped devoutly, forced a drop of blood to sank into the stone bowl.

"Believers Qin Yue, please guide the Holy Ancestor's soul."

Qin Yue whispered softly, the wind pattern between the eyebrow of the statue shone green light, and the wind power of several thousand meters in radius gathered and merged into the statue.

An illusory soul shadow slowly formed with the help of the wind.

Qin Yue lowered his head in surprise, crawled respectfully, and waited for the soul of the Holy Ancestor.

Waiting for a moment, the soul shadow took shape and condensed with the help of the wind, just like the substance. Qin Yue looked up and looked at her respectfully confused. What's going on?

One foot tall, chubby face, and big eyes flashing, looking at her curiously. Her fat and tender little white hands were stuffing her fingers into her hand, looking cute.

Qin Yue: “…”

There must be something wrong with this. My Holy Ancestor cannot be just luoli!

"What's going on?" Qin Yue looked at the cute little girl with a confused look. The Saint Ancestor is a man. It would be fine if it was a little boy. Why is it just a little luoli this time?

The little girl was very cute. She looked at Qin Yue and floated over directly.

The soul of the Holy Ancestor cannot speak, and Qin Yue cannot ask, so he can only watch the little girl float into her body. Then, the genes in her body vibrate, and a powerful force burst out.

"My strength growth is stronger than before, and it has doubled directly." Qin Yue was shocked. Could it be that the Northern Saint Ancestor is actually just luoli, and he has made a mistake in so many years?

The enhancement quickly dissipated, and Qin Yue felt a little confused. How could the Holy Ancestor be a luoli?

But she had no time, and it was the person behind her turn, so Qin Yue had to retreat, and the other evolvers also had to pay homage.

Next, the other evolvers summoned the same Luoli Saint Ancestor, with doubled combat power, and... the Saint Ancestor is so cute.

Three hours later, five or six evolvers, including Qin Yue, looked at me, and I looked at you, looking confused.

"The Holy Ancestor, it seems different." After a long time, an evolutionist broke the silence.

"You guys are different from before?" Qin Yue asked.

"It's very different," said the rest of the evolvers.

"A little girl?" Qin Yue said carefully.

"Yes, it's very cute." A male evolver said, the Holy Ancestor is just luoli. This news is so amazing. Should I spread it?

Underground, He Xiu looked at He Fan with a confused look on his face: "God of Chef? That little girl?"

"Luoli is faith." He Fan said firmly: "The rest of the monsters and monsters are all fakes. This God wants to establish a correct view of faith for them."

"Then do you still make us believe in you?" He Xiu said dumbly. Do you actually believe in luoli?

"I did not let you believe in it, but I just let you worship and take advantage of you. I don't want to believe in it." He Fan waved his hand and said.

"I want to believe in it." Yan Shendao said.

"I'd better believe in luoli." He Xiu looked at Yan Shendao and felt that faith in luoli is more reliable than belief in luoli. 8)
Chapter completed!