Rao was the powerful soul of Lin Hu, who was about to transform into a primordial god, and after obtaining the huge inheritance from the purple crystal, he also fell into a stupor for a while.

The amount of information received today is a bit large, so naturally it is not so easy to understand it one by one, and I don't know how long it took for Lin Hu to gradually recover from his trance.

After sobering up, his mind was completely focused on the inheritance just now, and he didn't stay long, and after a few words of greeting with the senior management of several novelists, he left in a hurry.

And for this guy who took away the novelist's most precious treasure, several novelists naturally didn't have much affection, wishing that he would get out of here quickly, so naturally he didn't do much to keep it, and soon, Lin Hu disappeared from everyone's sight.

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Southern Wilderness, Zhuang Language Academy, Empty Valley.

As the Southern Wilderness Branch, which occupies an entire desolate mountain range, its interior is undulating, the weather is myriad, and the hollow valley is a quiet valley stream in the academy.

There was only one ordinary hut in the valley, and it looked inconspicuous in the Southern Wilderness Branch, which was filled with countless towering buildings.

However, in the eyes of many disciples of the academy, this place is extremely mysterious, because their own teachers have clearly told them earlier that this place is a forbidden place in the academy, and they are not allowed to trespass without permission, and if they are discovered, they will be severely punished.

Of course, there are bear children everywhere, especially for the primitive and barbaric Southern Wilderness, there are many people who do not believe in evil.

However, since many of the newborn bear children suffered in it, but they didn't find anything, and they came out and were severely taught by the parents, finally, no one paid attention to it here, and gradually, the place returned to its former tranquility.

The river is murmuring. The shadows of the trees are mottled, and on the edge of the stream, there is a fisherman fishing, and not far away, a black-clothed scribe walks here.

"Seniors, juniors according to the agreement. Come and come back to life. ”

"Something has already been handed to him?"

"Yes. ”

After a few words of dialogue, the scene fell silent for a while, and suddenly, a commotion sounded, breaking the brief silence.

"Wow!"

I saw a black strange fish more than a foot long bounce out of the water, and fell into the hands of the fisherman under the traction of the hook, and the fisherman took it and said: "What, could it be that you are still dissatisfied in your heart?"

The plain words came out of the fisherman's mouth, but they exploded in the ears of the black-clad scribe like thunder. Soon, beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on the forehead of the black-clothed scribe.

"No, don't dare ......"

The fisherman took the fish off and said lightly: "No need to explain, I know you have a grudge in your heart, blame me for asking you to give the novelist the inheritance that has always been treasured to a Confucian Huangkou child, but you must also know that that thing has been kept by your novelist for more than 800 years." No matter how good something is, someone has to be able to use it. ”

"This ...... The younger generation is ashamed. "Speaking of which. The black-robed scribe looked ashamed.

"It's only to blame you for not being angry, you can't meet the conditions, you haven't even had a person to write a Taoist book for such a long time, of course, this is really breaking the rules of the academy, I will let the academy make more compensation to you novelists. Let's buckle it from Confucianism. ”

Hearing this, the black-clothed scribe finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then listened to the fisherman: "You must know that Confucianism is also good. Novelists or not, you are all part of the academy after all, no matter which one is strong, it is the luck of the academy, and if the academy wants to digest this hard-won opportunity, you have to work together!"

"Yes, the younger generation has been taught!"

Seeing this, the fisherman shook his head slightly, "You go down!"

Hearing this, the black-clothed scribe naturally did not dare to refute, and after he left, the fisherman raised his head slightly, revealing a plain face, if you want to say something special, it may be his two rather funny mustaches!

That's right, this person is Zhuang Sixth Uncle Zhuang Qiu who is sitting in the Southern Wilderness Branch, after Zhuang Sixth Uncle took the black fish from the hook, he threw it into the water without hesitation, and then, the hook flicked, and the previous fisherman fishing scene was resumed.

"Stinky boy, I've lost face for you, but don't let me down, I hope I can catch up......"

The fisherman's eyes were deep, as if he had thought of something, and he muttered to himself.

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Lin Hu naturally didn't know what was happening in the Hollow Valley, and at this moment, he was still immersed in the joy brought by the inheritance.

"Whew, thankfully, I haven't taken that step yet!"

After returning home, Lin Hu retreated for three days before he completely digested and absorbed all the inheritance in his mind.

But when he really sorted it all out, all the joy turned into nothing, and some were just the joy of escaping.

Yes, just rejoice, it turns out that he has unknowingly embarked on a fork in the road, a fork in the road to God.

In order to prevent his lack of experience, Lin Hu also showed part of the inheritance to the ninth master and asked him to help refer to it, after all, it has a mysterious origin, has lived for a long time, and has far surpassed Lin Hu.

Who knows, after reading the inheritance, the ninth master also exclaimed: "I didn't expect that uncle, I am a wise person, and I actually have a time to look away." ”

This is no wonder, after all, although the novelist has a heritage of millions of years, if you really want to talk about the number of historical years, it may not be as good as a fraction of its sleeping time, and the novelist's path is indeed related to faith, so it is not surprising that it is misunderstood.

Of course, Lin Hu felt normal, but in the eyes of the Ninth Master, it was regarded as a great shame.

"Don't be depressed, help me refer to it carefully!"

For Lin Hu, it is important to correct the road at the moment, once this is wrong, it will really play with bird eggs.

"Well, I'll just give you my opinion, the so-called Shinto, or the way of faith, is to promote all kinds of fanaticism through religious ceremonies, and collect all kinds of extreme emotions and even soul power that escape from believers......

"This kind of belief can make the gods grow rapidly, but if the gods are over-believed, they will eventually have to be bound by faith!"

Shinto is also one of the three thousand avenues, but in this era, Shinto has gradually declined, and it is not unreasonable, even Buddhism, which is not completely dependent on faith.

For many practitioners, Shinto is not a good path, and the example in the Romance of the Gods is the best proof that only immortals are the pursuit of practitioners.

As a new and rising genre, novelists naturally do not go down the old path that has declined, and according to the information obtained from the inheritance, although novelists are also exposed to faith, faith is not used on themselves.

To be precise, it is used on the characters of the novel, using the various emotions that the sentient beings emit towards the characters in the novel, and shaping them into a god.

There is no doubt that these characters must have their own characteristics and represent a spirit, such as Guo Jing, a hero who serves the country and the people, Ximen Blowing Snow, a sword god who loves swords, and Jigong, a living Buddha who is sometimes crazy and sometimes witty...... (To be continued......)