The old city officials sat behind the huge cloud-like pastries, and although they were protected by the sacred tree, their mood could not be calm. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoIt was the biggest battle he had ever faced in his life, and perhaps his last.

When the hour was almost up, Lord Night Weeping glanced at the air and said, "Lord Mortal, the person who hides in the void must be the saliva monster you are talking about. Remember, that's the end of what I can help you with. ”

The old city official's face was indifferent, and he said: "If the adults can help the old city officials catch this person, if there is an afterlife, I will definitely offer the adults the construction of the Tonghu Lake!"

The night crying adults were shocked when they heard this, this Tonghu is a legend of the human race, but so far, no one dares to call it false. A child is a child, and 360 boys, boys, and girls are selected from among the 100 tribes, and they bow down 36,000 times on the shore of the lake, and then pray for a hundred years. Finally, the collected wish power is poured into the clay sculpture, and when the newborn comes to pray, the wish power in the clay sculpture is used to baptize the child and build a catastrophe.

No one objected to this legend, but no one dared to try it. For those seven hundred and twenty children will be consumed and die by the power of the will in a long time. As the saying goes, a lifetime of practice is only for one wish, but that wish is not as good as one's own body, it is difficult to get rid of the demons in the heart, and eventually it will dry up and die.

Lord Night Cry bowed his head in satisfaction, and wondered: "All the gods are very dangerous to say this, aren't they afraid that the gods of the clan in the city will hear it?"

"It was only at this moment that the old city officials understood how important it was to look far ahead. I don't ask anyone else to understand what I do, not even the gods of my clan. In this life, I can die for a small role, but for a stigma, and in the next life, I will live for myself, looking at the realm of poverty. How can I be limited by my vision? At that time, I will see more. Perhaps, at that time, I would never be so embarrassed in the face of today's scene. A mere saliva monster is going to ruin my life, and I am unwilling!"

Lord Night Cry smiled lightly: "Typical lack of human hearts. Life and death are predestined, how do you know that you will die today?"

The old city official sighed: "I am useless, and I can't make trouble for Lord Shenshu anymore. What could make my crippled body more valuable than a heart for death?"

Lord Night Cry mocked: "For countless years, the Xuantian Clan has always thought that the Divine Tree is devouring the essence blood and corpses, but in fact, what the Divine Tree is devouring is nothing more than the Xuantian Clan's belief power!"

"What is that?" the old city official was astonished, he had never heard of this kind of power.

"The power of faith is indescribable, and this is the foundation of the road. The Tao cannot be spoken, but it can be manifested as the cornerstone of the Tao, which is also the guide. In this way, the power of faith is also a guide. Guide the good heart of sentient beings and guide them to their own path. It makes people believe that the compass of fate should be stored in their own hands. Therefore, the ultimate goal of cultivating the power of faith is to control it. The end of the law is a gift of the Great Dao, but the ancients could not adapt to it, and they were cowardly and stopped moving. Although thousands of years have passed now, how many people among the hundred clans can truly laugh and be proud of the world?!

The Night Crying Lord sighed again: "It's like you bow to fate, it's in vain. Because it has no compassion in the first place, the end of the Dharma is to tilt more of the wheel of fate towards sentient beings, thus causing the foundation of the Dao to collapse. At this time, if we fail to grasp the opportunity, how can we hope to go to the vast extraterritoriality? The end of the outer realm is unbearable to witness. In contrast, the last law of the Haotian Domain is to secretly help the good, and there are nobles in the Nine Heavens!"

The old city official sighed in his heart, even the most just night crying adult, could not escape the influence of the mundane arguments of some people in the court. Even so, the power of the letter still made the old city officials never forget.

The old city official said: "My lord, how many people are in this clan who practice the power of faith?"

Lord Night Cry muttered for a long time and said, "The power of faith does not need to be practiced, only to be perceived. ”

"Perception? Then-how many people in this city have felt, and what kind of realm has they reached?" the old city official thought, if the person who cultivated the power of faith could make a move, would he be completely sure that he would take down the saliva monster?

Lord Night Cry shook his head and said, "In this great Xuantian City, there is only one person who has realized such a mystical method, and he doesn't know it. ”

The old city official asked again, "Presumably he is one of the clan gods?"

Lord Night Cry shook his head.

"That's—"

"You!"

"Me?!" The old city official was shocked, where did he comprehend the power of faith? That is, his childhood memories are now vivid, but he has never heard of the power of faith.

"The mental power of faith is originally the head of the holding path, but when the foundation of the ten thousand paths collapses into the world, the mental power of faith separates itself from the grasping path. The night crying lord took care of the matter, and said, "If my guess is correct, your soul body has the intention of holding the Tao." ”

The old city official was surprised for a long time, and after thinking about the saliva monster, he lost his mind. He said dejectedly: "If it is really as Lord Night Cry said, then the officials of the old city will hope for the sacred tree, and hope that Lord Night Cry will be able to help later." ”

The old city officials now finally understand that the night crying adults are just a divine envoy, and as for who he is, it is naturally impossible to know with his identity. However, if you can get the divine envoy to help, even if it is only to help in times of crisis, your own safety can always be guaranteed.

Night Cry said: "The spirit of the void is beyond my control. All I can say is that the power of faith is amazing. ”

"Mindfulness?" The old city official's mouth squirmed, and he didn't know what to say or what to say. Xindao: You might as well let me wait for death, that would be more enjoyable. As the saying goes, seeing is not true, not to mention, who has ever seen such a ghost thing as telekinesis? Rather than pinning life and death on this nothingness, it is better to rely on the divine tree, than to rely on myself.

The old city official stretched out his sleeves, revealing the severed finger, and stared at it for a long time. Then he said indifferently: "Lord Divine Tree, remove this space." ”

When the brilliance dissipated, even the formation that imprisoned the officials and pastries in the old city also dispersed. The old city officials looked left and right, but did not find the figure of Duan Wangye. I thought to myself, it was really the god of the clan, and he really managed to hide in the void. Thinking about it again, he is just a mortal, how can he see through the ability of the clan god?

Duan Xing couldn't move, and at this time he was only a little more than a foot away from the old city officials. He thought that with his stealth technique, none of the three people in front of him could perceive it. It's just that he wants to hold his breath as if he was dead. Even the slightest breath overflowing is afraid that it can startle the Divine Tree, not to mention, there is also a strange Void Spirit?

The Spirit of the Void, Duan Xing had heard of it, but how powerful it was, he could only imagine, after all, this kind of ghost thing was too rare. In contrast, Duan Xing did not have a trace of reverence for the Divine Tree and the Night Crying Bird. In his eyes, these two gods were like ornaments on a woman's head, and with them, she would naturally be able to add some color.

He couldn't move because he didn't have full confidence in the spirit of the void, after all, he had to protect the old city officials. If those two gods knew about their existence, they would have given up helping each other. When the time comes, he has to protect the old city officials, and he has to deal with the spirit of the void, so that he will be miserable, that kind of unwise thing, how can he do it Duan Xing?

At the moment when the formation was gone, everyone raised their eyes to look into the void, only to see a fluctuation, and the void returned to its original state, where there was not even a ghost form.

Only the old city official looked at the cake in front of him indifferently, to be precise, he looked at the saliva monster opposite the cake. The saliva monster appeared here out of thin air, and the gods didn't even notice it. The officials of the old city have been completely disappointed with the gods.

It seems that against this void spirit, he can no longer rely on his luck and hope for divine help, he can only rely on himself, he thinks he will be able to do it! Of course, if he can't do it, he has to do it, I haven't seen those gods, no one has said anything?

The old city official secretly said in his heart that at this moment, he needed a variable. Before the uncertainty came, he had to stabilize the saliva. So, he smiled and nodded at the saliva monster opposite.

Khan Luo was very strange, the person in front of him was a mortal in his eyes. But why did he live better than himself, and had cakes to eat every day? He really wanted to change things with the old man, and he didn't ask for anything else, just to have cakes to eat every day. In fact, his mind was now filled with this cake, and even those simple thoughts were only around this cake. Where is the time to pay attention to the old man?

The old city official was very strange, and the saliva-monster responded to him by poking his index finger on the cake, and then slowly stuffed the hand that was stained with the cake into his mouth dripping with green saliva. He was frightened and curious, but the monster's expression looked pleasant......