Chapter 286: Black Witchcraft
Black witchcraft, first abbreviated as "witch", is an animistic form of faith.
At the beginning, human beings were relatively ignorant, and when they saw torrential rain and lightning falling from the sky, falling in the mountains and forests, causing flames, and rivers, lakes and seas brought disasters because of the tides, they thought that there were gods in the underworld, and people did not know about it.
In order to feel the gods that already exist in nature, people have begun to get closer to nature and feel it more deeply.
For example, by studying the burning of fireworks, you can feel the power contained in the flames, so that you can control the flames.
I have to say that this initial magic power is relatively stupid, but there is a providence in the underworld, and there are really people who can have supernatural powers.
As a result, many magical powers similar to stepping on the sea of fire and sword mountains were extended, and the blade pierced through the body without injury.
In fact, this kind of magic power is not very useful, but the reason why it exists is because in the earliest days of black witchcraft, it was through this way that it began to comprehend the relationship between man and nature.
Even, in Vietnam, Thailand and other places, in many jungles, backward tribes, there are still some special black witchcraft customs.
They believe that when their loved ones die, their bones should be eaten instead of buried somewhere else.
After all, the blood is connected, how can you let the bones of your relatives be buried in the wilderness and let the insects and rats erode?
They believe that by eating the flesh and blood of their loved ones, they can feel the ideology of their loved ones, receive guidance from their loved ones, and become one with their loved ones and become more close.
Black witchcraft is an initial form of magic, in the dark witch religion, they do not have a fixed god to worship, unlike other religions, there will be a god image or a certain god as a lineage. The only objects they worship are the previously deceased Dark Witch Priests, or some nihilistic consciousness.
For example, they believe that there are gods in the flames, so they retain a sense of reverence for the flames, and they believe that there are gods in the wind, rain, thunder, and lightning, so they retain a sense of reverence for the natural earth, and this awe makes their techniques, in the process of inheritance, more and more bizarre and unpredictable.
Many forms of nothingness, even things that cannot be described in words, remain in their minds, and they make them closer and closer to these nothingness through their own perception.
Those who practice ancient black witchcraft believe that everything has a spiritual will, even if a stone is a dead thing, but if you can connect with the spiritual consciousness that exists in the stone through perception, you can also drive it.
Human perception is the basis of all singular appearances, as long as a person does not die, perception will not die, when the perception of the self is strong enough, then it can have a dialogue with everything in thought.
This oldest and most primitive form of magic is often more pure and frighteningly savage.
Although there are many magical powers in the East, they actually learn from each other. Therefore, the shadow of black witchcraft can often be seen in some other magical powers.
The strange and strange symbolic patterns tattooed on Meng Tianhu's body are actually the oldest characters in the Black Witch Sect.
Speaking of which, it is not a text, but a descriptive portrait of an object, somewhat similar to an oracle bone inscription.
In black magic, it is believed that by tattooing these patterns and symbols on the body, you can feel the power contained in them more closely.
In fact, there is a similar saying about the drawing talisman in the Daomen, that is, the spirit of the person who draws the talisman, as well as the words drawn, and the incantation recited when drawing the talisman, the three are one, hooking up the power that exists in the nature of heaven and earth.
With Meng Tianhu shouting angrily, behind him, there seemed to be several phantoms like gods.
These phantoms, unable to see their faces clearly, unable to see their clothes, are hazy, but they exude an unparalleled momentum, as if they can destroy the world when they raise their hands and feet.
Meng Tianhu roared angrily, his body jumped, and his arms slammed forward.
I only felt a majestic momentum, rolling thickly, with a huge might, like a mountain, pressing down towards Li Changsheng.
All of a sudden, the sound of the tiger roaring and the dragon's groan sounded, and several divine shadows behind Meng Tianhu also emitted a breathing aura, like an unparalleled force, all condensed on Meng Tianhu's arms.
Li Changsheng's face was grim, he shook his sleeves and raised his arms to meet him.
I saw that up and down his body, the golden light was dazzling, dazzling and gorgeous, and the Taoist qi burst out, like a river and sea bursting embankment, surging wildly.
As Li Changsheng's arms grew, a faint Tai Chi gossip diagram even faintly appeared.
There was a loud "boom".
Two huge forces collided together.
The tumbling heat wave, surging outward, incomparable, like tens of thousands of horses, galloping in all directions at the same time.
Everyone present only felt that the heat wave was coming, and their bodies were blown by a strong wind, and they couldn't help but retreat back again and again, with a shocked look on their faces.
This Meng Tianhu's momentum is really very comparable, on the road in the secret realm of the Holy Land before, although he has made many shots, each time it makes everyone feel like a boulder pressing on their hearts, but it is still within the range of imagination, and now his anger is surging, and the collision with Li Changsheng is far beyond everyone's expectations.
The sleeves of the ghost father were also lifted by the wind, and hundreds of ghosts in the shape of shadows behind him were also trembling and trembling by this might.
However, what is even more surprising is that Li Changsheng, as a person in the game, was not shocked by the surging momentum at all under one blow, let alone repulsed, but was stalemate with Meng Tianhu and did not go up and down.
The monstrous momentum of the two suddenly appeared, as if emitting a scorching light, like the sun at noon on a dog day, a strong light, scorching the entire earth.
Suddenly, I only felt the ground of the palace tremble, and Li Changsheng and Meng Tianhu rose into the air at the same time.
The figures of the two were intertwined with each other, and they shot continuously, and one after another attacked, turning into powerful energy and shocking.
All of a sudden, the phantom shook, and the surrounding void twisted as if it was about to be shattered.
The power of immense power swallowed up farmland like a torrent, rolling up countless boulders, and descending in the torrential rain.
This Qiankun, this star, seems to have emerged in the hands of the two of them, with a power as strong as lightning, dominating thousands of miles.
Endless monstrous waves of qi, like a giant dragon soaring into the sky, roaring at the top of the sky.
At this moment, the wind came, the rain came, and the thunder and lightning roared.