Tianlu City is not big, if it is not surrounded by bluestone city walls, it can't even be a city, it is a small tribe, a large village and town, it is okay. But in such a small city, it is a particularly prosperous scene.

Today's weather is actually not very good, the breeze gently fiddles and rolls scattered raindrops, the outline of the sun is shimmering, looming under the cover of clouds and mist, hazy, the sun shines down through the clouds, cold, almost no heat, the sky is just quiet and peaceful. But on the contrary, the land is lively and lively, the voices of people are boiling, the city is full of traffic, people pour out of the city, hugging each other, bustling, and the scene is warm.

And in such a grand scene, in the surging flow of people, Yun Ziyuan's body is not thin, but it is not very strong, and his body is squeezed, collided, and crushed by countless bodies, like a stone in a rushing river, bearing motionless, really like a lifeless rock.

Yun Ziyuan fixed his heart, his feet were like two sharp swords inserted into the ground, allowing himself to stand firmly on the streets of the city, and then unfolded his divine sense, wanting to find out what was going on in this city.

But what surprised Yun Ziyuan was that as soon as his divine consciousness shot out from the center of his eyebrows, before he could leave him a mile away, he was pressed back to the sea of eyebrows and hearts by an invisible force, which almost made his mind explode and painful.

"Uhh......h

Hit by this divine sense, Yun Ziyuan couldn't help but hold his hand on the heavenly spirit, shook his head, and his feet were suddenly weak for a moment, and he was swept by the non-stop crowd, like a willow leaf that can be raised by the wind, and began to walk passively in this Tianlu City.

By the time Yun Ziyuan's mind returned to Qingming, he didn't know how many times he had been dragged around Tianlu City. He wanted to hold his foot and regain control of his body, but at this moment, a route map inexplicably appeared in his mind, which was the route that the spirit automatically recorded for him when he was carried away by the crowd.

Looking at the road map in his mind, Yun Ziyuan didn't care much about it, but the moment he was about to wave it away, the street layout, building layout and other things in Tianlu City disappeared bit by bit, leaving only the pattern of Yun Ziyuan's footprints floating, which attracted his attention.

"This pattern...... I haven't seen it, but it's familiar, like I've seen a graphic like it somewhere!"

Yun Ziyuan suddenly felt that the lively scene in Tianlu City at the moment had another hidden meaning, he no longer controlled his body, but took the initiative to cater to the flow of people and wandered around Tianlu City.

This time, Yun Ziyuan paid extra attention to his own route when he walked, comparing it with the route in his mind, it was exactly the same, there was no difference.

"Sure enough, the people of this city seem to be celebrating the festival, but in fact, their movements in this city have been controlled for a long time, whether they are sightseeing or selling, they are all following this specific route!"

Yun Ziyuan felt that he had discovered the mystery of this city, and while he was comparing and searching for the vast amount of ancient books in his mind, he was also walking with the crowd and observing the people around him for abnormalities.

It was only under Yun Ziyuan's careful scrutiny that he found that the people in this city did not show any signs of being controlled, they seemed to be walking along this route spontaneously, and none of them even went backwards.

Yun Ziyuan originally thought that it would be the mysterious Tianxuan Power who was secretly controlling the people in the city, but according to Yun Ziyuan's observation, it didn't seem that the Tianxuan Power didn't seem to do anything to the people in the city. Of course, this may also be because Yun Ziyuan's realm is too low to be seen, after all, the mysterious power that pressed his divine sense back to the sea of consciousness is still very doubtful.

However, although he didn't see the people around him being controlled and affecting his thinking, Yun Ziyuan finally noticed something strange after a few observations.

It's not that there is anything unusual about the people in the city, but Yun Ziyuan found that it seems that everyone who walks by him, whether they are men, women, young or old, regardless of the three religions and nine ranks, will carry a small puppet on their bodies, or hang it around their waists, or hold it in their hands, or hide it in their arms...... In short, as long as it is not an outsider like Xiang Yun Ziyuan, each of them carries a puppet, and many of them are completely different dolls, each person's puppet seems to be independent, and it is rare to see those two people holding the same puppet.

Yun Ziyuan was particularly concerned, he carefully observed for a long time, and then he saw those puppets clearly, all of them were sacred and solemn god statues, in addition to the common Sanqing gods in the human world, there were also not so common nine demon gods.

The intuition in his mind told Yun Ziyuan that these god puppets were the key to breaking the game, and he took these puppets as the only focus to eliminate the chaotic voices in his ears one by one, found a glimmer of inspiration from the thousands of chaos, and found a key vocabulary about these god puppets:

"Sacrifice of the Hundred Gods!"

It turns out that today's Tianlu City is not celebrating any niche festival, but a more niche and alternative form of sacrifice ceremony, and even, even Tianlu City, it is the first time to hold this sacrifice ceremony, before this, it seems that there has never been such a god festival on the land of Shenzhou.

When he heard the word "Hundred Gods Sacrifice", although Yun Ziyuan had not known about it before and was completely unfamiliar with it, he immediately knew that this was a sacrifice to all the ancient gods who were well known, and there was no distinction between good and evil.

At this time, after getting the information of "Hundred Gods Sacrifice", Yun Ziyuan also had a specific direction to think about the previous road map, and he found a copy of "Ten Thousand Ancient Sacrifices" from a bunch of ancient books about sacrifices that he remembered in his mind.

This is a book that records almost all the sacrificial acts in history, not only the human race, but even the demon sacrifice of the demon race. In this book "Ten Thousand Ancient Sacrifices", Yun Ziyuan did not look for ancient sacrifice ceremonies similar to the sacrifice of the hundred gods, but concentrated on the analysis of the sacrifice array.

At this point, Yun Ziyuan compared the road map in his mind, although he didn't find the exact same formation map, but when Yun Ziyuan split the road map and compared it one by one, he could find the same part in the sacrifice map in "Ten Thousand Ancient Sacrifices".

With ideas and correct references, soon, the thousands of thoughts in Yun Ziyuan's mind suddenly came together, and his identification of the road map also had a result.

It turned out that this road map was to split out the parts of those ancient sacrificial arrays that were about collecting the power of faith, and recombine them into a new sacrificial array!

Yun Ziyuan looked at the crowd around him even if the sky was about to darken, and secretly thought to himself: "Therefore, this sacrifice of the hundred gods that took place in Tianlu City is a ritual to collect the power of faith! The mysterious power that pressed my divine consciousness back to the sea of consciousness before seems to be the power of faith here. And the one who did all this was undoubtedly the Heavenly Mystery Power hidden in the shadows. ”

Yun Ziyuan raised the Divine Sign, wanting to take a look at the power of faith here, but what surprised him at that time was that the Divine Sign, which could see all the laws of heaven and earth, could not see anything!

After pondering for a while, Yun Ziyuan thought that this was because he had not seen the real power of faith, and the record in the book "Ten Thousand Ancient Sacrifices" only mentioned that those sacrifice maps could collect the power of faith, but did not describe what the power of faith was, which made Yun Ziyuan's Divine Eye lack the analysis of the way of faith, so he could not see it.

However, under the incessant sacrifice of 200,000 people in Tianlu City, the power of faith here must be very majestic, and I believe that Yun Ziyuan does not need to study it to find the trick quickly.

Since the power of faith was able to suppress Yun Ziyuan's divine consciousness back into the sea of knowledge, it means that the power of the divine soul can also come into contact with the power of faith.

Yun Ziyuan stood still in the middle of the street, his feet sinking down, sinking into the ground, and he was frozen in place, no longer surging by the crowd. Then I saw that the center of his eyebrows bloomed with golden divine light, and a Yuqing divine soul appeared from it, but it did not leave the center of the eyebrows, but just stretched out his hands forward, poking out from the center of Yun Ziyuan's eyebrows, up and down, one pointing to the sky, one pointing to the ground, and the tips of the two fingers extended out of the golden divine light, hooking up and down, forming a pattern like an eye, at first glance, it looked like a golden eye opened in the center of Yun Ziyuan's eyebrows.

This golden eye of heaven is still the eye of the gods, but it is the yin and yang path of Yun Ziyuan and the nine paths of the gods at the same time, and the law is changed.

In an instant, as if chaos had just opened, heaven and earth were opened, Yun Ziyuan's eyes changed to a new world, there was no people, no sky, no earth, and no everything, some were just countless strange silk threads that shone with glow, exuding different breaths.

That yellow silk thread, with a strong earthy smell, is exactly the origin of the earth under Yun Ziyuan's feet......

The red silk thread, with its fiery flame aura, was the fire that spewed out from the mouth of a juggler passing by him......

......

The silk threads represent the laws of heaven and earth, and the number of them is not more than three thousand. Yun Ziyuan couldn't help but sigh, the three thousand avenues, the evolution of all things in the world, the real laws of heaven and earth, the real avenue, I am afraid that since the opening of the world, it has been increasing, but I don't know whether it is the innovation of all things, which leads to the derivation of the avenue, or the change of the avenue, which leads to the retreat of all things.

After a few sighs, Yun Ziyuan became familiar with the law world in his eyes, and his hands brushed over the law silk thread in front of him one by one, carefully feeling the breath in it, whether it was the sun, moon and stars, or the breeze of mountains and rivers, or the red dust and debris, they all flashed away in Yun Ziyuan's only flickering. He opened his mouth and exhaled, blowing these silk threads away, and left them in Yun Ziyuan's hands, all of them were the great power between heaven and earth, that transparent and colorless but substantial, it was the vitality of heaven and earth, and it was the reliance of monks on the rampant nature of heaven and earth, and the five-colored one was the instinct of desire, the driving force for living beings to act, and also the driving force for survival, and the one that was white and flawless was a strange power that Yun Ziyuan had never seen and did not know at all......

"The Power of Faith!"

Yun Ziyuan's heart moved, and he wrapped this silk thread as white as mutton fat and white jade in his hand with his backhand, and then, he dispersed his divine eyes and returned to the real world, on his hands, although it looked as usual, Yun Ziyuan felt it, and it seemed that there was a magical power flowing in his eyes.

After a moment of realization, Yun Ziyuan clasped his hands together, suddenly changed the law seal, and exerted the power of the gods, the Dingtian God Style, and imprisoned part of the power of faith flowing in his palm, and intercepted it.

Although he still couldn't see or touch it, Yun Ziyuan could feel it, and at this moment, in his palm, there was a small part of the condensed power of faith, and he hesitated for a moment and decided to send it into his sea of knowledge.