What is incense?

God and man have spirits, and believers worship sincerely, light lamps and burn incense to worship.

But these are just tangible and intangible incense.

The true incense is the result of the believer's sincere prostration, without the slightest evil thought, and is pure and yang.

The gods are placed on the statues, and they are also formless and incorporeal, and they are also very weak by birth, but they can continue to grow after receiving the power of incense for a long time, and finally have many powers to show miracles.

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Liu Chang looked at the fluttering incense in his hand, his face was cloudy, and he suddenly made up his mind to take a deep breath.

The wisp of incense was suddenly ingested into the body, and the aura of the divine soul fluctuated, and it was suddenly a little stronger.

"It turns out that this is incense! No wonder it has this miraculous effect!" Liu Bian's heart rose to enlightenment.

Most of the gods are worshiped by people after death, if you talk about the essence, how can you compare to the immortal people who are beyond the world.

This thing is a resource for the gods, and it is also a great supplement for the immortal souls.

It's just that there is a huge trouble, and it can even be said to be a hidden danger.

This incense is the embodiment of the thoughts of believers, and it is inevitable that there are many mortal desires and distractions.

Immortal Dao is pure, if you take it rashly, you will be confused by other people's thoughts, but it will be more troublesome.

This thing can be called a drug to the immortal road, although it can be powerful for a while, but if it is taken for a long time without moderation, and finally the desire fills the heart, it will damage its own foundation, and it will undoubtedly quench your thirst by drinking.

Therefore, although it is known that incense can quickly strengthen the gods, the high-minded immortal people are disdainful of this method.

But Liu Bian found that the incense in front of him did not have these troubles, among which the distracting thoughts of mortals were all gone, and only the purest thoughts were left, and there was no trouble after taking them.

Why is that?

Such a good thing fell on his head out of thin air, Liu Bian would not believe that he had such good luck, there must be a reason for it, if he couldn't figure out the key, he couldn't act rashly.

He swept through the dilapidated stone statues in the temple, and found that there was no divinity on them, they were ruined and desolate, and there was no strangeness in the slightest, even the statue itself was broken, and the arm was broken.

Liu Bian was thoughtful, I'm afraid this god has long been extinguished!

Incense is the food of the gods, just as a man cannot go a day without food.

When the incense is strong, the gods will grow, and when the incense is extinguished, the gods will disappear.

The gods and mortals are essentially dependent on each other.

There is a saying in the Western Church of God in the afterlife, which is very vivid.

The believers are sheep, and the gods are shepherds.

The believers need the protection of the shepherds, the gods, who herd the believers and wait for the sheep to grow before harvesting the wool.

The two are interdependent, but their needs are different.

Although the status of the gods is high, they are invisibly controlled by believers.

After all, believers without gods do not necessarily mean that they cannot live, and if there are no believers, the gods will inevitably perish.

The temple in front of him was dilapidated, and the incense had been cut off for more than a long time, and the gods were probably gone.

These incense burns are the remnants of the previous accumulation, and they are also gradually dissipating, and the mortal distractions in them have long been worn out by the years.

Compared with when this temple was at its peak, Liu Bian may not see more than one in a hundred incense.

But he didn't regret it, but rejoiced.

Just because the mortal distractions in it have also been wiped out, they are already the purest thoughts, which can be used to strengthen their own souls, and there is no aftermath.

Where to find such a good thing?

Incense is formless and insubstantial, it comes and goes without thoughts, and there are few means and treasures that can subdue it, and the best way is to use the soul to suck it.

Seeing these pure incense gradually dissipate, Liu Bian also felt a great sense of heartache.

Without further ado, he gathered his soul, sat cross-legged on top of his flesh, and exhaled with all his might.

Between spitting and inhaling, the spirit fluctuates, and the incense goes in and out between the mouth and nose, like smoke and mist.

For a moment, the spirit seemed to have life, as if a living creature was breathing, but it was the breath of incense.

Liu Bian's soul was surrounded by incense, warm as the sun, with a sense of fluttering immortals, and his soul grew rapidly like blowing up a balloon.

In the end, he felt so full that he couldn't suck anymore.

Liu Bian knew that this was due to the fact that the growth in a short period of time was too rapid and difficult to digest.

The remaining incense could no longer be sucked, and he had no choice but to return to his soul, and a new attribute table appeared in front of him.

"Name: Liu Bian

Age: 14

Identity: Abolished Emperor

Cultivation: Scribe (Xiandao), Samurai (martial arts)

Physique: 182

Spirit: 268

Force: 248"

The physique has grown rapidly by relying on its own diligent cultivation these days, but it is only average compared to the divine soul.

The Divine Soul not only broke through the 200 mark, but actually jumped to the height of 268, which shows that the incense is a great supplement to the Divine Soul.

Liu Bian faintly felt that he had touched a threshold, and once he crossed it, it would be another new world.

Out of the shell night tour, the god travels thousands of miles, and it is no longer delusional.

Affected by the growth of the Divine Soul, the force also reached 248, which increased rapidly, but it was also surpassed by the Divine Soul.

The reason why this is so is because the divine soul attribute once again throws away the body, and the two are out of balance.

"Huh, why are there so many incense sticks?" Liu Bian grabbed the air and found that the incense shrouded around him had not dispersed much.

The incense wrapped around this idol has not been sacrificed by believers, it is a rootless ping, abandoned for so long, and he has been sucked so much, why has it not dispersed.

"Could it be ......" Liu Yan glanced at the broken idol, his heart moved, and he stood up abruptly and walked straight over.

Fingers ran across the surface of the idol, dusty, but the most ordinary stone, not the slightest thing out of the ordinary.

But where does the incense come from?

He split his thoughts and sensed them carefully.

The incense is like smoke, and the wisps are intertwined with each other, chaotic like hemp, making people unable to figure out the root cause.

Liu Biannian searched carefully, but he also felt dizzy and couldn't find the slightest vision.

"There you have it!" he pointed at it like a sword, and his thoughts attached to it, and his soul swung down like a knife, and many incense flames were suddenly cut off and turned into clouds and mist.

Brush Brush Brush!

He waved his sword fingers again and again, so fast that he cut through the mess, cut out the complicated incense one by one, and finally found a thick wisp of incense, like the main vein of the river, and the other incense was differentiated from it.

Going backwards, he found that the root of this incense overflowed from the center of the statue's eyebrows, like a bottomless divine spring, flowing endlessly.

Liu Bian's fingers scraped between the forehead of the statue, and a little strange light burst out, and it turned out to be a colorful spar, crystal clear, emitting a psychedelic light, which made people dizzy.

His mind had just reached out.

The hedron sensed it, and suddenly burst into light, sucking his mind into it.

Among them, smoke and clouds filled the vast space.

Bang bang bang!

Those thoughts were shrouded in the aroma, and they grew rapidly, and in the end, they exploded one by one, and they were forced to burst.

All these clouds and smoke are all incense!