Chapter 327: The Power of Faith
What Xuan Rat didn't know was that I had another identity, and that was the identity of the National Special Operations Group. This kind of identity may be a little more troublesome for humans, but if it is used to deal with spirits, it does not have the slightest psychological burden.
In addition, if you can't kill this squirrel today, it will be easy to have demons in your heart for future cultivation. Compared to that, what is more important than the improvement of cultivation in the future.
Without hesitation, the Soul Eater Sword stabbed into the throat of the Squirrel. The squirrel's soul struggled, and its soul was tightly wrapped around the Soul Devouring Sword. With a panicked expression, he struggled wildly.
The soul of the squirrel is indeed strong enough, which is beyond my expectations. The strength of the Soul Devouring Sword is that even the Ghost King will be devoured in an instant. And since the squirrel can temporarily compete with the Soul Devouring Sword. That's something that really puzzles me.
Judging from the strength shown by the Xuan Rat at the beginning, it was also a great surprise that I was killed so easily.
According to the strength of its performance, it has at least the strength of the sixth-rank Venerable, and the supernatural powers displayed can even be compared to the existence of the earth immortal level. This level of existence has shown a sense of weakness in the face of my defense. This simply doesn't make sense.
But that's what happened. The squirrel only attacked in two waves, and then panicked and wanted to leave. In the face of a squirrel that has completely lost its fighting spirit, it is really not a burden for me to kill.
Just as the soul of the squirrel's soul continued to struggle, a cyan aura suddenly burst out.
Poof, a muffled sound! Like a balloon bursting, the cyan aura turned into countless worshipping phantoms, slowly dissipating in the air.
The Power of Faith! I recognized the cyan aura at the first moment. The information in my mind about the power of the Buddhist faith straightened it all out in an instant.
The ancients. There are two kinds of people on the rivers and lakes that cannot be provoked, one is a Taoist priest and the other is a monk.
There are many fake Taoists, but those who dare to walk the rivers and lakes with swords either have the ability to do it or have special mysticism. Monks are always kind and kind-eyed, and always give you a sense of being amiable and indisputable. As everyone knows, Buddhism also has angry eyes and King Kong. There is the same killing, and there is also blood. Otherwise, how could there be a precept hall.
In fact, there is no difference between the Discipline Hall and the punishment team of Western sects. They are all places where violence is countered with violence. There are things that cannot be done on the surface, and these forces under the surface can play their due role.
If the monk is killed, then the murderer is facing the entire power of Buddhism. Such hatred who wants to pull.
In addition, the monk himself is also a difficult object to provoke. Buddhism is supernatural, with a golden bell jar and a Dharma statue. Mantra of the Magic Sound. Of course, these are all spiritual paths that require a certain amount of practice. Ordinary monks can't do it. However, Buddhism has the habit of practicing martial arts, the most famous of which is the seventy-two stunts, each of which can run rampant in the world.
And all this is only on the surface. What really makes Buddhism dare not provoke is the power of faith that he has gathered over thousands of years. The power of faith is ethereal, and a small amount of faith power may not help much, nor can it show its unique effect.
If you accumulate more, you will show all kinds of magical powers. Just like this squirrel. The strength is not very strong, but relying on the power of faith gathered by Putuo Temple over the past few years, the magic power of the outer body of the statue has been realized. I have to say that the shock it brought to me was enough to shake my confidence. This is simply an attack with a plug-in.
The power of faith is not a sideshow, but the faith of all beings is the way of heaven and earth. The people in the Dao Sect want to collect the power of faith, but it is extremely difficult.
The Taoist Gate also has a Taoist temple in this regard. Generally speaking, it is relatively low-key in mortal dust. You have heard that the prayer of a certain Buddhist temple is very effective, but you have rarely heard that the three clears of a certain Taoist temple are very effective. That's why.
But if you really encounter something. Buddhism is very weak. Generally speaking, they will give you some charms, or a copy of the Diamond Sutra, or let you spend a lot of money to buy some enlightened jewelry. It's not that it doesn't work.
From another point of view, it's like a big man who has been being supported all the time, and originally hoped that there would be something to cover him. But when things really came, this big man asked you to spend money to buy something that could protect you, but as for the ending, he didn't care. It's a complete set of symptoms but not root causes!
Exorcists and demons are generally Taoist priests. It is rare to see a monk go from house to house. This is except for the monks who turn into fate! Even if there is an exorcist, it is haunted by cause and effect. Generally speaking, these monks will sit on the ground, chant the Buddha's name, and exert their mental power to protect themselves like turtles.
Daomen is different. Buddhism opened incense in the prosperous era to receive believers. In the troubled times, it is closed doors, and the people of Buddhism jump out of the Three Realms to cut off the three thousand troubles. Not only that, but believers are also required to do the same. It looks like a flock of lambs to the slaughter.
When the believer is slaughtered, the monk will be compassionate at most. But the temple was destroyed, and then the angry eyes were born. Even if he was born, he just swept away the dust at his door, and in the name of "cutting off all earthly things" and reciting the Buddha's heart. What kind of logic is this?
Daomen is the opposite. Pay attention to all laws and nature, and act with your heart. The prosperous age is closed, and between the tour and the heaven, the earth, the mountains and rivers, the demons and demons are left behind many good stories in the world. In troubled times, he stepped forward, abandoned his robe and joined the army, and made great contributions to my Huaxia, but he didn't ask for the slightest. This is the cultivation of the mind. Do not be moved by the glory of the world, and do not retreat from the turmoil of troubled times. All laws are natural, do what should be done. This is the true law of nature.
Now that you know what's going on, there's a solution. Although the power of faith does not belong to the evil spirit, it has a fatal weakness. That is the collapse of faith. Generally speaking, the safe way is to let the believers leave first, so that the faith of these people will deteriorate and be questioned, and then the power of faith will naturally collapse. Many temples are in this ruins.
The other is to destroy the Buddha statue. The Buddha statue is the medium through which the power of faith is gathered, and when the Buddha statue is gone, the power of natural faith will be interrupted.
Neither of these can be used at this time, but the squirrel uses itself as a medium of the power of faith, and it is continuously gathered into his body through Buddha statues. When the rat died, the power of faith naturally collapsed. The power of faith that overflowed and collapsed before was Liezi.
In this way, as long as it takes a certain amount of time, the power of faith can naturally be broken, and then the soul of the Xuan Rat will inevitably be devoured in the end.
I used my spiritual power to grit my teeth and hold on. The spiritual power has long been exhausted because of the casting of the magic circle, and although it has recovered two or three percent, it cannot last. The confrontation with the rat naturally seems extremely tiring.
"Meow!" Just then, a cat meow came from the wall. A hehe's head looks carefully inside with a pair of blue eyes.
"Dark cat!" The grievance in my heart! This Xuan Cat is too unqualified to be worshipped, will you come out to pick up the cheap?
The appearance of the Xuan Mao was undoubtedly the last straw that overwhelmed the struggle of the Xuan Rat. For a long time, the real reason for not attacking with all his strength and being restrained is the existence of the black cat. It is precisely because of this that the rat tide was launched first. But at this time, the black cat suddenly disappeared. The squirrel hid underground, preferring to use the power of faith to cast the outer body of the magic statue rather than come out and face it directly. It's just that I'm afraid, and one was accidentally attacked by this cat.
It's a pity that until most of the power of faith was consumed, the black cat did not appear. And the human beings in front of them are very difficult. Only then did the squirrel make up his mind to escape. It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven. The Squirrel never imagined that the Soul Devouring Sword in my hand was not only extremely sharp, but could also devour souls.
Despite this, with the remaining power of faith, it can still be confronted, but at this time, the damn Xuan Cat appeared!
In a panic, the power of faith lost control and poured out. A cyan aura instantly enveloped the squirrel inside. A tremendous force bounced out.
The Soul Eater Sword was actually directly bounced away by this force. The soul of the squirrel was even more panicked, leaving his body behind, and soared into the air and rushed towards Putuo Temple.
Damn it! I gritted my teeth in frustration and let this guy run away, it seems that this matter will continue to be done, but I don't know what kind of trouble will be encountered if the sound of the mending heaven Niangniang in Putuo Temple is demolished.
Although there are some regrets, Master Xuan's loss of body means that he has given up his thousands of years of cultivation. Dealing with a Rat Soul that only has the power of faith doesn't need to be too troublesome, at least its own strength is enough. The only headache is how to empty the Putuo Temple. After all, the statue of Mending Heaven still has a certain number of believers. Causing public outrage is not a happy thing.
On the other hand, both this Xuan Rat and Zhang Tingming belong to a mysterious God organization, and the Xuan Rat escaped. I no longer have a hidden advantage. It definitely moved me from backstage to the stage. And my current strength, before the overthrow is undoubtedly a disaster.
"Meow!" When he was stunned, the cry of the black cat suddenly sounded.
I looked down, and suddenly I was out of breath, and the thing was clawing the squirrel's head in half with a paw on the head. At the moment, the fist-sized demon pill flashed with a strange red light, showing in front of him. This black cat actually hugged it directly shamelessly.
"Roll the calves!" My movements were faster, and I snatched the demon pill with lightning speed. Randomly and quickly send the demon pill into the space ring.
The ingredients of this demon pill are probably more than a thousand years old. For me, refining this demon pill will undoubtedly take my cultivation to the next level. Especially now that it is unavoidable, it is even more important to improve your strength. How could you let the Xuanmao give this demon pill to Huo Huo.
"Meow! Meow meow! The black cat jumped and jumped angrily, and the black hair on its body stood up.