"The fifth level of enlightenment Dao Fist, entering the innate realm, consumes a total of more than 12,000 merit points, and there are almost 40,000 merit points left."

Fang Yue immersed his mind in his mind and looked at the merit system.

The merit points of about 40,000 points are not enough for him to enter the peak of innate from the early stage of congenital, and there is still a big gap between them.

However, there is no hurry, just breaking through to the early stage of the innate realm, you still need to adapt to it for a while, and then deduce it down.

During this time, you can think of ways to gain more merit points.

"First deduce the third flame palm to increase the power of the flame palm."

Previously, due to Fang Yue's own martial arts realm, the Flame Palm could not continue to improve.

Now that Fang Yue has entered the innate realm, he can naturally continue to deduce the Flame Palm.

In terms of how to harvest merit points, Fang Yue's plan was to join the White Cloud Palace and become the worship of the White Cloud Palace.

Then he accepted the task of Baiyun Palace and killed ghosts and monsters everywhere.

In this way, not only can you gain merit points, but you can also obtain merit, which can be used to exchange for good things such as the Gongfa Pill and the magic weapon of the White Cloud Palace.

It can be described as killing two birds with one stone, working for one job and getting two wages.

Just as he was about to be proud, Fang Yue's face suddenly changed.

……

"Ask the god of the sea to bless my father-in-law with a safe voyage!"

"I pray that the god of the sea will bless my child with no illness and no disaster, and be healthy."

"Ask the god of the sea to bless me to make a lot of money and marry a good daughter-in-law."

"Ask the god of the sea to bless the safety of the house."

"I ask the god of the sea to bless my daughter-in-law to conceive as soon as possible and give birth to a big fat boy."

"Ask the god of the sea to save our town."

……

The content of that strange dream, at this daytime moment, suddenly rushed into Fang Yue's mind.

Strangely, Fang Yue could finally hear the people in his ear, telling him what they were asking for.

It's a pity that this is not a good thing, these demands are mixed with the distractions and desires of the claimants, and the distractions and desires of countless people come together and entangle.

Originally, in my sleep, I couldn't hear what they were talking about, but I was made irritable and had a splitting headache.

But at this moment, not only did the words of prayer become clear, but their various desires and distractions also became clear, and their brains poured into Fang Yue's mind.

It's as if a river bursts its banks, and the raging water rushes into the village at once, and the results are bound to be catastrophic.

Countless prayers, thoughts, desires, and other things poured in, and Fang Yue felt that countless voices were buzzing in his head.

These prayers, thoughts, desires, and other things in people's hearts converged into a torrent, impacting Fang Yue's mind, making him feel a splitting headache and almost want to go crazy.

Fang Yue hugged his head and rolled on the ground in pain.

It's not physical pain, it's spiritual.

……

Bai Taojun was carrying a tray and came to find Fang Yue.

In the tray was a white bowl with lotus seed soup, still steaming.

Walking to the door, she straightened her forehead from the wind, and knocked lightly on the door with her hand.

No one responded, Bai Taojun heard a strange noise in Fang Yue's room, turned his head to the side, and put his ear to the door to listen.

There was a bumping sound of a human body falling to the ground, struggling and rolling on the ground.

Bai Taojun's face changed, and he continued to knock on the door with his hand, shouting loudly: "Little junior brother, little junior brother."

There was still no response from inside, only the sound of falling to the ground and struggling, bumping around.

Bai Tao was anxious, took a deep breath, and kicked hard towards the door.

She is armed with martial arts, not a weak woman who is powerless, and this kick directly kicked the door of the house.

Bai Taojun saw Fang Yue, who was lying on the ground, with a painful face, and was bleeding from hitting his head, and the tray in his hand fell to the ground all of a sudden.

The white bowl on the tray fell out and shattered into pieces, and the lotus seed soup inside was scattered all over the ground.

Bai Taojun didn't care about this, rushed into the room, picked up Fang Yue's upper body, and hugged his head into his arms, preventing him from rolling around and bumping.

"Little junior brother, what's wrong with you? Little junior brother, don't scare me. ”

Bai Taojun was so anxious that she burst into tears.

……

Fang Yue is feeling very bad now.

His consciousness was actually awake, but it was this that made it more painful.

Countless appeals and distractions and desires surged towards his consciousness, mixed together.

It's like a mess of threads that are entangled, and I can't figure it out.

And it will swell more and more, and if it continues like this, it will either burst the divine consciousness, or even if it is supported, it will be completely crazy and become a monster dominated by countless chaotic emotions.

At this moment, Fang Yue finally understood why there was no one in this world, and he could ascend to the gods with the help of the power of incense faith.

There are too many negative things mixed in the power of incense belief in this world, even more than the power of the incense belief itself, and it cannot be directly absorbed at all.

Even if there is a clay statue of a god carved in wood, due to years of worship, by chance, and very fortunate to be spiritual, it will become a terrifying and crazy monster under the domination of countless gray and black negative emotions, rather than a god who guards one side.

But it's too late to figure it out.

As the guardian of Yutou Town, the sea god is also molded in his image, and when the residents of Yutou Town go to the sea temple to worship the sea god, they faintly mix the sea god and Fang Yue together.

When Fang Yue broke through to the innate realm and had a stronger communication with this heaven and earth, the power of incense belief mixed with countless distracting thoughts and desires surged towards him.

In this situation, if Fang Yue couldn't hold on, then his divine consciousness would collapse and his soul would be scattered.

Even if you hold on, you will be dominated by these negative emotions, and your temperament will change drastically, and you will go crazy.

This is not something that Fang Yue can accept.

At the critical juncture, Fang Yue thought of the merit points on his body.

Merit points can drive supernatural powers, restore physical injuries, and resist yin and evil.

So is it possible to resist these negative emotions?

Fang Yue didn't have time to think about it, he had no choice now, he could only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

"Sacrifice."

Fang Yue drank in his heart.

The merit points were sharply consumed, and a golden light appeared in Fang Yue's mind.

Those dense gray-black negative emotions quickly melted and disappeared as soon as they were illuminated by the golden light.

……

I don't know how long it took, but the originally dense gray-black negative emotions in the divine consciousness were only a small piece in the corner, and the golden light also disappeared due to the exhaustion of merit points.

The remaining small amount of gray and black negative emotions, although they are slowly increasing again, will not have a big impact on the other party for the time being.

The gray-black negative emotions were dissolved by the golden light of merit, revealing what was wrapped inside.

It was a milky white mist.

"These milky white mist should be the power of willingness."

Fang Yue thought in his heart, thinking about how to use these wishes.

Suddenly, these milky white mist wrapped Fang Yue's divine sense, and took Fang Yue into the distance.

When Fang Yue opened his eyes, he found himself holding a big knife, standing high on the altar in a temple, and several people below him were burning incense and praying to him.

And those milky wishes began to merge into his clay body at the moment.

"This is Tanah Lot in Fishhead."

Fang Yue was taken aback, he was attached to the clay statue of the sea god at this moment.

Seeing that the power of desire was fused into this statue, Fang Yue's heart moved, knowing that this was condensing the godhead.

Of course, with such a meager will, it is just an insignificant grass god.

Fang Yue hesitated.