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Not counting Chu Heyi, Lu Qiming should be the one who is most happy to see the battle formation completed.

It's a good formation, both offensive and defensive, and it has the most rare flexibility of the battle formation. The perfection of such a formation diagram, even if it is in Lu Qiming's hands, it is difficult to change it for the better.

Chu Heyi ordered that based on this battle array, hundreds of Divine Domain cultivators were gathered to besiege and kill one person, and no one could have a more secure choice.

Apart from......

That person was Lu Qiming.

After the formation was stable, Lu Qiming could easily use the battle formation in reverse. Therefore, instead of falling into a desperate situation as Cheng Yuan imagined, Lu Qiming used this time to properly repair all the previous injuries.

It's time.

In the long snow-capped mountains, the aura of each cultivator's advance and retreat is a small and delicate arc, which finally turns into a huge painting, which is constantly forming and changing in Lu Qiming's mind, complex and extremely beautiful.

Those cultivators who were wandering in the white snow forest couldn't know that the presiding officer of this formation, which encompassed all of them, had already changed to another person-

The man who should have been hunted down by them.

The sky is empty. Lu Qiming closed his eyes slightly, and a snowflake swayed and fell on his eyelashes. He blinked, melting away the coldness.

The barrier surrounding the space of the Eye of the Array had been dispersed by Lu Qiming. With him personally presiding over the battle formation, naturally there was no need to be as conspicuous as Chu Heyi, but he could be more nuanced—in this intricate and huge root system, even the most distant and slender ends could be controlled.

Lu Qiming calmly overlooked all this in the sea of knowledge, and finally changed the seal between his fingers again.

The subtle fluctuations spread out around him, and in the wind and snow, they silently diffused into the entire silent world.

In an instant, everyone in every branch of the battle array saw Lu Qiming's figure at the same time!

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An illusion, of course.

Everyone is facing illusory people, but under the influence of the battle array, it is impossible to get rid of it by their own will, and they can only continue to believe in the truth involuntarily. As long as Lu Qiming wanted to, they would never find out.

He wants to arouse the deepest fear in every human being, and then correspond that fear to his image.

The tides of the Five Elements Yuan Force between heaven and earth surged, and fierce battles broke out in every corner of the battle array at the same time.

Fierce, ruthless, frightened and cowering...... Countless emotions that came with the fierce battle were born in people's hearts, and they flowed endlessly, and then thousands of streams converged into Lu Qiming's body, and the waves continued to crash into his mind like hitting the shore, making the young man's face pale in an instant, and cold sweat trickled down his forehead, and it was almost difficult to maintain the seal for a moment.

Han Bingkun saw him methodical before, but he never expected that he would take such a risk and do such a heavy thing!

Recognizing Lu Qiming's aura and those special fluctuations, Han Bingkun's face changed several times one after another, and finally he still frowned and stayed by his side, without directly interrupting.

Lu Qiming didn't notice Han Bingkun's expression. It was the first time he had used this method, and at least at this point, he had to mobilize all his mind.

Calm your mind. Lu Qiming carefully peeled off those useless things, leaving only pure fear. At the moment when he completed the first transformation of his power, a layer of blush suddenly swept across his face, quickly erasing the slightly weak pale from before.

It was like a person trapped in the desert suddenly touching the spring water—a deep comfort and satisfaction from the soul instantly injected into Lu Qiming's body, and the power of the rules that had been consumed by Cheng Yuan before was also restored at an unprecedented speed.

Lu Qiming calmed down the strange feeling that he was not used to in his heart, and couldn't help but think that there were so many cultivators who would rather use this method to draw strength than the world's disapproval. Once you've tried it yourself, it's hard not to be obsessed with it.

However, Lu Qiming's purpose is not ......

"What exactly are you going to do?"

Han Bingkun saw that he finally opened his eyes, so he immediately asked.

Lu Qiming met his gaze, raised his eyebrows slightly, and suddenly smiled.

He asked rhetorically, "What do you think it is?"

"There's a lot of things you haven't told me during this time, and I'm not going to ask. Han Bingkun looked directly into his eyes, his expression was solemn, and he asked slowly: "But now in order to deal with Cheng Yuan, do you even have to give up the most basic bottom line of being a human being?"

Han Bingkun thought that of course Lu Qiming would deny it, and then explained the reason to him.

But Lu Qiming actually only maintained that very shallow smile, and said plainly: "You continue." ”

Han Bingkun's eyes changed slightly.

He subconsciously clenched his fists and said slowly, "You are forcibly extracting the power of mortal faith...... Am I right?"

Humanity has the practice of humanity, and of course Shinto also has the practice of Shinto. For the legendary gods, the power of faith is the source of their power.

The normal power of faith should have been an equal exchange between gods and mortals. The gods protect mortals, promise their wishes, and point out the direction of their worldly practice, so that they can obtain the power of faith that they deserve. The power of faith is born from the gratitude and reverence of the heart.

But what if a mortal also covets divine power and tries to steal the power of faith?

Eventually, someone has figured out a way to use fear—fear instead of awe, and when awe reaches a certain level, it can barely be regarded as faith.

But is such a method good?

Han Bingkun remained as silent as possible on his face, but he gradually felt disappointed in his heart.

Lu Qiming was very rare for a while, as if he was recalling those things from a long time ago.

After a long time, he refocused his gaze and asked, "Where did you hear about these things?"

The young man's voice couldn't hear the emotion, but Han Bingkun couldn't suppress his anger.

He suddenly stepped forward and said firmly: "I don't know your name in your previous life, but if you are really the senior disciple of the old ancestor, you won't remember the words that the old man believes in the most, right?"

Lu Qiming looked at Han Bingkun, and his gaze gradually became gentle. He nodded, and said with a slight smile: "It's not against morality, it's not worthy of it." ”

"That's good!" Han Bingkun said: "Although the ancestor also knows this kind of method, it is to take it as a warning, and it is definitely not to poison the world for his own selfish......ness!" What do you mean, sir, can you tell me directly? I know you're not that kind of person. ”

However, Lu Qiming didn't seem to hear the questioning and accusation in Han Bingkun's tone at all, and only continued to ask him: "Did Senior Brother tell you where he learned those methods about the power of faith?"

Han Bingkun frowned, vaguely feeling that his tone was a little wrong, worried that he was affected by the emotion transformation formation, and couldn't help asking, "You...... Are you alright?"

Lu Qiming shook his head and repeated a little stubbornly: "You answer me first...... Where did you learn it?"

Han Bingkun was silent for a moment and said, "Who else can be from the Taiyi Patriarch of our lineage...... Patriarch Taiyi, isn't it your master......? Why do you ask?"

Lu Qiming suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his head, and looked at him in a daze.

Taiyi Patriarch...... Master?

...... So who is that?

Lu Qiming had never heard of this name.

The young man's gaze gradually emptied, and countless memories flooded in, drowning him in the head.

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In his previous life, Lu Qiming's life was ordinary, at least compared to the present.

He was a child adopted by his master, and he had no unusual background, so he practiced martial arts in the sect and grew up ordinary. He has never shown such a special ability to control the rules as he did in his current life. Everything was ordinary.

Except, of course......

The name of Chengyuan Sect, in his previous life, he had never tasted anything wrong, because he had never imagined that he would be related to the gods above the Nine Heavens. He also didn't realize that it was strange that the master called himself "Emperor Master" but never told him the specific name. After all, the master has a very high realm in his heart, and many masters only have titles, don't they?

Lu Qiming never doubted it.

He still remembers that from a very young age, Master often taught him to read books—not about martial arts cultivation, but about history books. Whenever he read about something that required a trade-off, the Master would sternly order him to answer the course of his choice. A lot of time was wasted here, and it was only a small part of the time left for him to cultivate.

Lu Qiming didn't think much about it. Because he does have a talent in martial arts that is the envy of his peers, perhaps the master is just to make his foundation more solid.

Later, when Xiao Cheng went down the mountain to practice, the master never asked him about the cultivation results of martial arts and swordsmanship, but he paid special attention to all his actions and the thoughts behind every decision he made. He must answer everything in detail and must not lie.

has been living like this since childhood, and Lu Qiming never thought it was wrong. If he doesn't need to worry about smooth sailing in his cultivation, isn't it just right for Master to turn to care about his life and behavior? Master is his father in his heart, and he has always respected and admired him.

Moreover, when Lu Qiming saw the master teaching the rest of the senior brothers and disciples, he treated him similarly.

For nearly 500 years, there were countless conversations between Master and him, most of which Lu Qiming had vague memories, but some of them still remembered.

For example, the collection of the power of faith.

The master in Lu Qiming's heart has always been serious, but he still never thought that the master would have such a serious moment...... He hadn't said anything yet, but Master was already reprimanding.

The Master sternly ordered that you should never be interested in such evil ways, saying that they were all forbidden techniques, and that he had already burned all the relevant methods and even the history books that recorded the details, so that these evil things would never be passed on. In the end, he also strictly forbade Lu Qiming to ask again.

But......

Now he knew that the master did not never teach, and he may not even really have the disgust he showed, but just avoided him.

As for why Lu Qiming still understands the transformation method of the power of faith?

Lu Qiming suddenly smiled.

- because he was born with it!

As long as the thoughts are together, you will naturally know how to do it, just like eating and drinking, you don't have to study at all.

Lu Qiming thought in a trance. Perhaps the way the master taught him at the beginning was not only out of concern for his disciples, but ...... Be prepared.

What is even more unfortunate is that Master's defense was really very prescient and reasonable—no matter how much Master tried to stop it, he still used this method to save himself after all. Isn't it?

The heavy snow fell one after another, accumulating a thin layer of pale white on the ground in front of Lu Qiming, which looked very clean and tidy.

It took a long time for Lu Qiming to hear Han Bingkun's slightly anxious call again. Sensing the chaotic spiritual power around him, he realized that he had just accidentally broken up the maintenance of the formation......

Fortunately, Han Bingkun has replaced him.

Lu Qiming smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

Han Bingkun said angrily: "What are you thinking?"

Lu Qiming smiled and did not speak.

Past...... Imperial ...... Cheng Yuan...... Chengyuan Divine Emperor ...... Imperial ...... Taiyi ...... Cheng Yuan Sect ...... Rules...... Faith...... God...... Finally, the words that the stone man told him.

Countless familiar words kept rolling and repeating in Lu Qiming's mind, and the doubts that had been deliberately ignored by him were beating endlessly, and the truth was about to come out.

Lu Qiming didn't continue to think about it.

The bitter cold of winter descended from the entire canopy, seeping into the fear in the hearts of mortals, and then turning into a new power of faith and melting into Lu Qiming's body.

Somehow, a nameless magic trick that was chanted by ancient times suddenly appeared in Lu Qiming's heart. No one in his memory had ever taught him to read, but he remembered every word clearly, as if at the bottom of the deeper soul, there was a familiar and intimate voice that had been tirelessly recited thousands of times in his ear.

Lu Qiming involuntarily chanted.

There was a strange and sacred rhyme in his voice, which attracted Han Bingkun's attention in an instant.

Han Bingkun had learned the language of that world with his ancestor, so he could vaguely understand it.

The young man closed his eyes slightly and recited softly:

"The avenue is open, and there is no way to change.

The Heavens ...... Xianli ...... God ......"

Just as Han Bingkun was gradually getting drunk, he realized that Lu Qiming's voice was inexplicably gradually stopping.

Han Bingkun Huo Ran raised his head.

Lu Qiming's body shook, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell quietly on the cold snow.

Han Bingkun was stunned, hurriedly sealed the formation, and hurriedly went to help him.

Lu Qiming stared at the gray and blank sky in the distance with his eyes open, and it took a long time to recover from the indescribable, soul-shattering pain.

The young man's face was extremely pale, but Han Bingkun realized that he was regaining his composure at an alarming speed.

Lu Qiming sat up with support, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and showed a slightly sarcastic smile.

"I now have a way to kill Cheng Yuan. He said.

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