Chapter Fifty-two Heaven and Earth's Desire

  In the city of Dachang, at the Chenghuang Temple, a small white fox was seen bowing its head and making squeaking sounds non-stop in front of the statue of the City God. This is an extremely bizarre thing for ordinary people to see.

  Suddenly, the originally rigid City God statue suddenly lit up with a hint of red light in its eyes, and then the entire City God statue seemed to come alive, filled with a spiritual aura.

  In the eyes of Xiao Bai Hu, suddenly the sky and earth changed, a magnificent and noble great hall reappeared in front of her. At the same time, on top of the great hall, a figure wearing official robes, emitting red light, appeared, sitting upright at the very center. A majestic and sacred aura emanated from it.

  "City God!" Little White Fox's heart suddenly filled with joy.

  "Hmm, Xiao Bai Hu, I've been watching your efforts these past few days. After this, I hope you can turn over a new leaf." The majestic voice of Jian Zheng echoed through the grand hall.

  As soon as Pan Hao's voice fell, the exquisite necklace on the white fox's neck transformed into a red light and returned to Pan Hao's hand.

  "Think of you being loyal and dedicated, there will be rewards. I hope you cultivate well." Pan Hao's right hand bent his fingers and popped them once, a noble red light fell on the white fox's body, but this red light did not turn into a necklace, but directly penetrated into the white fox's mind.

  The white fox was shocked and lost color, thinking that Pan Hao wanted to go back on his word. He wanted to dodge, but his body couldn't move. The red light fell into the white fox's mind, turning into characters, each character like a white fox, with different shapes. Some were picking fruit from trees, some were drinking water by the stream, some were running and jumping, and some were sleeping soundly...

  Every figure has a red line on their body guiding the direction of meridian and true energy flow.

  "What is this? Thank you for your generosity, sir!" Little White Fox bowed his head and thanked him with joy.

  "Leave!" Pan Hao waved his sleeve, and the white fox was like a dream awakened, already back in the Chenghuang Temple. The statue of the City God above still looked majestic and stern, but the deeper sense of dignity and grandeur had vanished.

  The white fox bowed again and then turned around and retreated.

  Dachang County, a white figure was jumping non-stop on the rooftop, the speed of the white shadow was extremely fast, in the blink of an eye, it had already disappeared into the county town.

  Inside the Pan Haotian's mansion, the chaotic air flow has been forced to open nine zhang away. Nine zhang away, there is a chaotic breath floating in uncertainty. And within nine zhang, the ancient crown and magnificent attire of the divine soul sits on top of the 27th rank red lotus. The divine soul's entire body is enveloped by deep red divine light, with golden merit light rising from behind, appearing sacred and noble.

  Inside the merit sphere, there is a virtual and real county city god temple steadily suspended above. A thread of invisible merit is permeating into the god temple, and the originally illusory god temple is slowly transforming from virtual to physical with the filling of faith power and the nourishment of merit.

  Pan Hao's divine soul opened his eyes, and the scene of the white fox was still vivid in his mind. The method he had just rewarded to the white fox was a set of exercises designed by Pan Hao based on the white fox's physique, which borrowed from Xi Wen's Moon God Seal, Ku Gu Lao Mo's Jade Bone Great Method, and added his own White Lotus True Qi Chapter. With constant practice of intention and divine thought, he could barely create an exercise that could be cultivated to the early stage of fetal dan.

  Relying on Pan Hao's intuition, it's not impossible to infer the later stages. However, even Pan Hao himself is only at the Deep Red Divine Body, which is just the early stage of the Fetal Dan. Forcing oneself to deduce higher-level cultivation methods will inevitably lead to errors. Moreover, for a small white fox like Xiao Bai who has just reached the Early Heaven stage, the current stage is already satisfactory.

  A night without words, the next morning at dawn. An ordinary horse carriage slowly drove into the county city of Rongzhou. At this time, Pan Hao, who was sitting idly in the courtyard, suddenly had a move in his heart. A scene was projected onto the illusory divine throne of Rongzhou.

  Only a ordinary horse carriage was slowly entering the city at the city gate. The driver was a young servant in green clothes, and behind him were two middle-aged men with deep breaths and bulging temples. These two men had obviously reached the top level of martial arts.

  Of course, these would not make Pan Hao overly concerned, but in the carriage, a mysterious and vast aura was brewing and bursting forth. As if expounding the heavenly principles and the laws of all things.

  The horse carriage stayed in a courtyard.

  "Master, we've arrived!" The young servant in green clothes said respectfully towards the inside of the carriage.

  "Hmm!" A hoarse voice responded. An old man lifted the curtain and walked out from inside. It was seen that this old man had a wide robe, a gentle face, and a faintly elegant and ethereal air about him, clearly a scholar who had read extensively in poetry and literature.

  In Pan Hao's eyes, however, a different scene unfolded. Above the old man's head, three feet up, a golden aura burst forth into the sky, majestic and powerful, reaching a height of nine zhang.

  There are countless white auras surrounding the four directions, these white auras contain the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, inquiring into the breath of all things in the world. These breaths are upright and straight, majestic and righteous, subtly matching with the harmony between heaven and earth, and countless heavenly and earthly wishes are constantly replenished and supported.

  "What kind of power is this?" Pan Hao wondered in his heart.

  "Huh?" The old man suddenly raised his eyes and looked in the direction of Pan Hao's gaze.

  Boom, the white gas surrounding the old man burst into the sky, and the magnificent and upright aura turned into a vast and crystal-clear long river. Boom, the long river rushed towards Pan Hao's line of sight.

  "Hong", Pan Hao only felt that the divine position of Rong Xuan shook, and the image of Rong Xuan in the distance seemed to shatter like glass with a crisp "crack" sound.

  "What is this? Such a vast aura?" Pan Hao's eyes opened and closed, his gaze piercing. However, in his mind, he was constantly flipping through the data about the Cultivator World book.

  "No, how could it be?" Pan Hao's mind turned over countless times, turning out the contents of the cultivator world in detail, but unexpectedly, he couldn't find any information about this aspect.

  "Look at that old man, his body emits a decaying aura, apparently without any cultivation. His muscles are slack, his blood and energy are insufficient, and his movements are slow, these characteristics clearly belong to an ordinary mortal. Yet he can condense the will of the people and their faith in the dark to counterattack, what kind of means is this?" Pan Hao was deeply puzzled and couldn't understand.

  "What's wrong with Master?!" The young servant in green clothes looked at the direction the old man was staring at, but the blue sky and white clouds seemed to be nothing special!

  "Hmm, nothing!" The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, his face as calm as water.

  "It's another monk." The old man was indignant in his heart, and with a wave of his large sleeve, he got off the carriage. The two men behind him, who were highly skilled in martial arts, didn't understand what was going on, but they also got off their horses and followed the old man into the mansion.

  Pan Hao's divine soul waved his hand, and the god seat of Rong Prefecture City God Temple once again displayed the scene of Rong Prefecture. However, Pan Hao did not peek at the old man this time. Pan Hao also knew that the old man could shield himself from being spied on, except for using faith and people's wishes, it was probably because his god seat had not truly condensed yet, so he would be easily shielded.

  "Huh!" Pan Hao's mind suddenly stirred.