To say that Jiang Xiu was indeed surprised, but it was not uncommon to think about it carefully, the blood in his body could awaken the Protoss, which showed that the mortals on the earth were indeed the descendants of the Protoss, and it was not uncommon for them to leave behind the relics of the gods, but after so many years, it was indeed surprising that it still existed.

The mask was turned over, and the back was pitted, uneven, and shapeless, and it was clear from this that this was not a mask, but a kind of bronze statue that had been broken.

The slender fingers swiped lightly on it, and the bronze statue exuded a wave of energy, causing Jiang Xiu's fingers to tremble slightly, only to see that his face was extremely solemn, he groaned slightly, and spit out four words in his mouth: "Shinto faith." ”

If Jiang Xiu didn't guess wrong, this broken bronze statue should be a god statue.

"This image ......"

Jiang Xiu has seen countless Protoss, each Protoss has its own characteristics, he doesn't dare to say that he has seen them all, but he has also seen seventy-seven-eighty-eight, even if some of the extinct Protoss he has consulted from books, but he has not seen anything similar.

This bronze statue has a pit place, it is not really possible to burn the face of the gods, usually believers will only make a god-like, blurring the true appearance of the gods, whether it is mystification, it is said to avoid blasphemy, anyway, it is not clear to see, coupled with the rough carving, and the corrosion of time, it is really difficult to recognize, of course, it is also possible that the characteristic parts are on the torso or other places.

"Shinto faith is so weak......"

"I've lost my inheritance."

If the Shinto faith is still there, this power is definitely not only this, such a little power, it may not be enough to spread a voice, but this gives Jiang Xiu a hope.

No matter how thin a mosquito is, it is still meat.

He took out his mobile phone and called Tang Zhenshan again, the old man would have fallen asleep this time, and it was Adong who answered the phone, seeing that it was Jiang Xiu calling, he immediately woke up the old man, although he felt sorry for the old man, but Jiang Xiu did not dare to slack off at all.

This is explained by the old man, Mr. Jiang's phone must be answered as soon as possible whenever and wherever he is.

"Idols?"

This bronze statue mask does have the power of belief in the gods, and Tang Zhenshan enshrined him on the shrine, so he must have a certain understanding of this bronze statue face, otherwise how could he worship it.

"Oh, to the idols!"

Tang Zhenshan suddenly remembered that he had made a shrine in the tea room of the villa, he would do his homework every day to meditate, and after placing a statue of a god, it would be easier to enter the state of things and me.

The renovation was done, but he didn't move in later, so he forgot about it.

"Is there something wrong with that idol?"

Jiang Xiu asked, "Where did this idol mask come from, and is there anything else?" ”

"Preferably complete."

This idol mask is a destructive product, and the power on it is too loose, if it is complete, the power of the idol will be much stronger, and it should be able to increase some strength.

"No, as for the origin ......" Tang Zhenshan on the other side pondered for a while and said: "Mr. Jiang has not heard of a sentence called: Taoist soldiers gather, immortals open the door." ”

Jiang Xiu said: "No! ”

In his previous life, his knowledge was very shallow, and he didn't know much about ghosts and gods, and even at that time he thought that there were no ghosts and gods in this world, and he didn't know about these things himself.

A young nurse in a pink nurse's uniform next to Tang Zhenshan took a cushion for Tang Zhenshan to lean on the bed, and the old man sorted out his thoughts and said: "Hundreds of years ago, there was a huge disaster in the Dongzhou area south of Jiangcheng, and after the catastrophe, there was a plague raging, when there was hunger on the road, and the people were struggling to make a living, just when the people were desperate, a strange cult suddenly emerged, called Tiandaoism, and their slogan was that the Taoist soldiers gathered and the gods opened the door. ”

"As long as you believe in them, you will have the opportunity to become a soldier, and you can let the gods open the door of time and space, and take them to the immortal realm and become immortals, and people in despair see hope, it is very terrible, and the cult develops very fast, but later, I don't know why it suddenly disappeared, just like him appeared, no, it was more rapid, as if it all disappeared overnight."

Jiang Xiu asked, "This idol mask is the idol of the Heavenly Dao Sect?" ”

Tang Zhenshan said: "Exactly. ”

"This idol is not owned by me, but by a stranger in Jiangcheng before, Mr. Jiang has also seen it, this person is Lin Zhenbei, this person is a madman, he has always wanted to become a Taoist soldier."

"There are three stages of martial artists, the outer realm, the inner realm, and the transformation realm, and after transcending the transformation realm, it is the shattered void, and the feather is soaring, Lin Zhenzhen thinks that it is consistent with the teachings spread by the Heavenly Taoism, once it reaches that level, the immortals will open the door of the immortal realm and lead them."

Jiang Xiu can be very sure, and the so-called three stages of martial artists are the three realms of the Xianwu Continent before, during and after the cultivation of qi, and the so-called Dao soldiers are the immortal cultivation foundation building period of the Xianwu Continent, that is, the stage of building the foundation of the immortal body, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a broken void and a feather ascension.

As for the gods opening the door, it's hard to say.

Tang Zhenshan said: "Lin Zhenbei came back this time, and it was by the way to find me to take revenge, but the main purpose was to become a Taoist soldier. ”

"Mr. Jiang, do you believe it...... Is it Tiandaoism? ”

Jiang Xiu said: "When the deity was very young, an old man told the deity that there were immortals living in the mountain, and everyone believed it when they were young, but when they grew up, everyone didn't believe it. ”

Tang Zhenshan said: "After a while, there will be a Heavenly Daoist Conference in Dongzhou to compete for Taoist soldiers. ”

Jiang Xiu was surprised: "Didn't you say that the Heavenly Dao Sect has disappeared?" ”

Tang Zhenshan said: "It disappeared back then, but there are still people acting in the name of the Heavenly Daoist Sect, as for whether it was the Heavenly Taoist Sect back then, after so many years, no one can verify it. ”

"However, the attraction of Dao soldiers has not diminished in the slightest."

Jiang Xiuxin said that once a martial artist reached the peak of his strength, he would definitely be able to perceive that there was a higher realm, so he would believe about the matter of shattering the void and feathering and ascending to immortals.

"Mr. Jiang......"

"Lin Zhenbei was shocked by Mr. Jiang's divine power and didn't dare to make a mistake, but once this Dao soldier is true, and it happens to make him a Dao soldier, it will be very troublesome at that time."

"Hahaha......"

Jiang Xiu laughed when he heard this.

This sudden laughter, Tang Zhenshan's heart was furious, he felt Jiang Xiu's infinite contempt for this, but he didn't know what he was despising about.

"You can go and have fun."

If there really is a remnant of the Protoss on Earth, it will be an opportunity to gain power.

Tang Zhenshan was overjoyed and said: "Okay, everything depends on Mr. Jiang." ”

Lin Zhenbei didn't die, so he was like a fish in his throat.

Jiang Xiu hung up the phone, playing with the mask in his hand, and then a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, he wanted to give it a try, whether the god of Taoism was still there or not, originally, he thought that it was absolutely gone, but now he was a little suspicious, it may exist, the reason is very simple, because the legend of the Taoist soldier continues, if it is fake, there is no way to re-flourish after the break.

I put the mask back down, and then opened the drawer, and sure enough, there was an incense candle in it, and after taking it out, I lit the incense candle with a lighter and inserted it, and there were words in my mouth.

Slowly, the green smoke curled up, and there was nothing unusual at first, but with the spell, the white smoke actually gathered and did not disperse.

"It's really there!"

What Jiang Xiu cast was only a channeling spell.

The green smoke kept rising, and it began to gather into a form at a speed that was almost visible to the naked eye, and it was a human form, seeing this scene, the corners of Jiang Xiu's mouth unconsciously raised a smile, but the chill in his eyes became even thicker.

In the end, a lifelike image of a white-bearded old man was formed.

"What a believer, so diligent!"

The sound was vast, as if it were coming from the sky.

The light flashed again, and the lifelike image became more real, although it was a condensation of smoke and clouds, but in an ancient costume, the old god was there, and even the expression on his face could be seen clearly.

But what was waiting for him was Jiang Xiu's playful and cold eyes.

His face changed suddenly, and he shouted, "Who are you?" ”

Because, he felt something bad from Jiang Xiu's expression, and a very dangerous aura, which made him feel cold and frightened in his heart.

Suddenly, Jiang Xiu reached out with one hand.

He was shocked.