The stronger the desire, the more you lose, and not everyone at the table of fate can be the lucky one. The Rakshasa demons in the Netherworld Blood River cannot be said to be not strong, and under the Martial Emperor, few people can suppress and fight. Qiu Tian and the others, while choosing the blood sacrifice, used their lives and souls as bargaining chips and mortgaged them to the evil ghosts.

Only this time, they lost the bet.

Xue Yue Qingdai's eyebrows, a pair of autumn water, looked directly at Qin Feng. She also knew how to stare at a half, naked, opposite sex. It's rude, but you can't take your eyes off. Gentle as jade, a handsome young man, with a fair-skinned body, six coiled dragon ornaments, lifelike, demonic, like a whirlpool attracted her to the point of inextrication. The more I tried to see clearly, the more confused I became.

This scene may never be forgotten by the girl for the rest of her life. On the devastated barren mountain, twelve giants splashed their blood on the hill, and in the center, a young man, with his green shirt shattered, held the Yellow Spring. The masculine magic from the pavement made her heart pop and beat non-stop.

Enigmatic teenagers, enigmatic means. Xue Yueqing didn't feel stunned.

Slap, smack, smack...

The abrupt applause broke the brief silence. A long-robed scribe pushed open the gate of the dilapidated ancient temple and strode towards Qin Feng with his head held high. The young man turned around to look, and his eyes suddenly lit up, it was him. When he broke through the secret realm of Shangqing, Qin Feng didn't have the opportunity to see him when he wanted to come to thank him, but he didn't expect to see the old man again in front of the barren mountain ancient temple.

Five years have passed like yesterday. The years have not left a trace on him. It's just that the smile on his face is more kind.

"Since ancient times, heroes have come out of youth, and the ancients are not honest with me! Say goodbye to the wasteland, and the young man's demeanor is even more prosperous! ”

After the middle-aged scribe finished speaking, he seemed to remember something interesting and laughed.

Qin Feng Junlang's face was rarely red. That day in the vast wasteland, he ran and killed with Qian Tong day and night. Although it was a narrow victory in the end, it was also embarrassing. still ate a porridge meal at the scribe's house, and then his realm suddenly improved, I am afraid that he is inseparable from the mysterious scribe in front of him, how can this kindness be forgotten by the young man. Drive away two steps and bow down:

"Be polite, sir. It's not that you don't know the juniors, so don't make fun of me. ”

Qin Feng couldn't see through this person's realm that day, but now that his cultivation has risen sharply, he still can't see through it. Beneath the scribe's elegant and elegant appearance, the young man knew that this was a ruthless man who could walk sideways in the mountains outside the vast wasteland.

"Haha, a single sword, killing twelve Blood Shadow Rakshasas in a row, calling a young hero, when it starts, when it starts."

After the middle-aged scribe laughed, he waved his hand to signal that Qin Feng didn't have to be polite. Nodding at Xue Yueqing not far away. The delicate girl still got into his magic eye. After the fingers hidden behind him pinched, he couldn't help but nod secretly again, they are all people with great luck.

"How did Mr. get here, I went out of the vast mountains a few days ago, and I wanted to visit Mr. Unfortunately, I couldn't find that valley."

The young man's shy face was full of chagrin, and it was undoubtedly a very frustrating thing to visit the old man and not find a way. A set of green shirts covered the dragon ornament, which made Xue Yueqing's eyes tremble. Steady his mind, his forehead greeted the middle-aged scribe.

"The mainland is about to rise, and the vast wasteland is not a place to stay for a long time, so I sealed the valley and took my family to visit friends all the way to find another place to live."

The middle-aged scribe continued with a smile undiminished:

"Xiaofei often mentions that you robbed her of porridge to drink, and you will have to collect debts from you in the future!"

Qin Feng could only smile bitterly. That shrewd girl with a ghost horse is really a headache to think about.

After shouting back Ah Wu and Dudu, Xue Yueqing joined the two and walked into the dilapidated ancient temple. In the mountain gate, there is a cave in the sky, a wide courtyard, the temple is tall, although it is said that the artemisia grass is all over the ground now, the ruins are broken. Back then, this place must have been a holy place with a flourishing of incense and a large number of believers.

In the hall of the Great Majesty, the scribe put one hand in front of him and the other behind the other, and looked at the dilapidated mud Buddha with a golden body:

"Jumping out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, which one can really be at ease. The four are empty, right, wrong, and left for future generations to comment. ”

Qin Feng stared at the god and Buddha sitting on the altar and asked softly:

"Sir, you know everything, can you help me solve my doubts?"

"Oh?"

The scribe raised his eyebrows, Qin Feng's question was not easy to answer, he knew this in the vast wasteland. Who is the black hand in the troubled world, and who can answer this kind of question

Without waiting for the middle-aged scribe to speak, Qin Feng asked directly:

"Is there really a god in the world? What is God? ”

The scribe smiled slightly wryly, sure enough! The young man in the green shirt asked the right question, but it was not easy to answer! After a moment's thought, he replied

"First of all, there is a god in the world, the name is the creation of the world, divided into chaos, gathering the earth, water, wind and fire, setting the five elements, and holding the rules. It is the origin and supreme ruler of this heaven and earth. As for the other heavenly gods and Buddhas, they are just the profundity of the realm, the perception and the comprehension of the Heavenly Dao, which is still different from the creation of the world.

God can be said to be a kind of spiritual sustenance, or it can be said to be the great fear in the hearts of all living beings, that is, the contradictory product of wanting to be sheltered and worshipping because of fear. At the end of the day, God represents power and rules. Of course, this is just my opinion, and you need to find more answers for yourself. ”

Qin Feng is no stranger to the legend of creation, which is a biography that is recognized by all races on the continent and written on stone tablets. But for the first time he heard people describe the understanding of other gods in terms of realm and perception. Could it be that from a certain relationship, those beings who are high up, look down on everyone, and enjoy the incense of the world are just strong people with a high realm, or higher-level beings.

Xue Yue smacked herself secretly, if the words of this middle-aged scribe were spread to other places, they would definitely set off waves! For countless years, theocracy has been supreme and not to be offended. The rulers of the four races and the seven divine kingdoms, which one does not claim to be a servant of the gods. Ten thousand years, 100,000 years, or even millions of years of incense incense altars, Buddha statues are not nothing!

God is high and reigns over all.

It was commented by a middle-aged scribe that except for the creation god, he was a strong person in a very high realm, which was already a great blasphemy. God is God, and it cannot be a human being or any other being. How can these two be confused! It's just ridiculous!

The expressions of the two were in full view of the scribe, and they didn't say much. Just told Qin Feng and the girl some interesting stories about the mainland, and talked about strange things. Bonfires are in the middle of the day, lighting up the long night. The barbecue wine is accompanied by a few chuckles, and the joy is inviting.

"It is said that in this Tianyu Empire, there was a strange event recently, not far from Tianbo County, a fisherman in the depths of the sea, fished out a piece of 10,000-year-old tortoise shell, sent to the wealthy Gong family, originally wanted to refine a magic weapon, did not want to find twelve colorful mirages in the tortoise shell, gorgeous and unique. After someone bought one with a lot of money, it was accepted into the palace by the Tianyu Imperial Concubine after several twists and turns. When the emperor feasts the ministers, the light is dazzling and intoxicating. That Gong family should have gained a fortune because of this, but he didn't want to cause a big disaster! ”