Chapter 365: The Power of Fate

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With the immortal silence of a name, Kyushu slowly turned into a believer of cloth bags, and almost half of the world became a world of cloth bags. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

And this process only took a hundred years, and the place where the meteorite came became a holy place for believers, and every believer who came to this place would be more religious. And Qin Tian dominated everything, watching the increase in the number of believers, the power on the statue was condensed, and it became essentially attached to the statue.

Right in front of him, this statue seemed to be about to come to life, and there was a power in him. The wishes of all believers can be fulfilled. Of course, this is only an illusion, without the existence of its own power, the statue of the cloth bag will not even be on the stone tablet, not in the main seat of the temple.

And the situation in the land of Kyushu has changed after so many years. The cloth bag became orthodox. People who believe in other gods are called pagans. Of course, in the eyes of those who believe in other gods, believing in cloth bags is pagan.

As the pagans dwindled, the remaining large congregation began the final war. This is a war among believers, after all, their faith is threatened.

The war that engulfed the whole world was very difficult at first. I have to say that the existence of those heretics seems to have been forced to a desperate situation, and they have to make a last fight in the war.

The power of such a resistance is unimaginable, at the beginning of the war, the Tenshod Sect had the upper hand, but the next situation is simply reversed.

Of the three million troops, 300,000 died between World War I. However, the casualties of the other side were only one-tenth of that of their own side.

Qin Tian watched the believers in the cloth bag begin to waver, they remembered that the cloth bag was a new god, and one by one began to think about what had created such a situation, whether it was those powerful people who were high up and had absolute power who were manipulating themselves, or their original gods were punishing themselves, and they should not have believed in the new gods in the first place.

This situation continued, the cloth bag did not appear again, and the war lasted for a year. The situation on the battlefield became a disadvantage, and everyone was about to lose soon, and on the battlefield, only half of the Tianzheng Sect's army remained, and 1.5 million people remained on the battlefield.

The rest of the soldiers were either killed or wounded, or fled, and the absolute number of heretics was rising dramatically. Their faith was to give people the freedom of their own beliefs and to embrace the old gods.

This situation makes people desperate, because their own people have become enemies on the battlefield, and one by one they begin to pray for the arrival of the cloth bag.

Qin Tian, who was watching all this at the same time, watched the power of faith in their bodies gradually decrease at this time. I also watched the strength of some people's faith in these predicaments increase, and everyone had their own choices in this great battle. Such a choice is up to them.

This doesn't exist in other big worlds. Because other great worlds only have the existence of Heavenly Court, with absolute high power, but here, you can't see such a situation.

Even if immortal is in the body of these ordinary people, he is just a strong man. Everyone can practice in such a realm, but now they have chosen their own life and have not chosen the path of cultivation.

"It's time. ā€

After watching it for nearly a year and a half, and letting the battle situation develop, I learned about the existence of the power of faith in the darkness. It is conceivable that in less than 10,000 years, the cloth bag that gathers the power of faith in the whole world will have amazing changes. If you say, what are the only people you can't see clearly now?

The cloth bag is definitely one, I underestimated him at the beginning, but now, I don't know what kind of existence he is, he seems to be taking another path. Like the nine-headed immortal bird, the once existent made efforts to break through the realm of self-destruction.

At the same time, he also knew that the cloth bag was definitely beyond the realm of immortality, but there was no way to know what his condition was.

However, what should be done now is to create a huge number of believers for the sake of the cloth bag, and turn the entire land of Kyushu into a place of cloth bags, so that everyone can believe in his existence from the bottom of their hearts.

From the beginning of this day, one by one, the soldiers who deeply believed in the cloth bag seemed to have the protection of the gods. One by one, like the god of war, he leads his soldiers to life and death, and they are invincible.

It's just a small part of the huge army. The existence of these points gradually grows, but it becomes a line. This line develops and becomes a surface.

This aspect completely became an absolute advantage, and countless soldiers regained faith in this great battle. In their words, yes.

"It is a test, the gods have never left me, the omnipotent Lord is testing his believers. ā€

This one-sided situation in the big field made those who wavered and those who went to the hostile side try what is called defeat and what is called punishment.

And those believers, those who have perseverance in their hearts, have become the beneficiaries of the war. However, their existence still puts the cloth bag in the first place, and each soldier becomes a devout believer of the cloth bag.

Of course, a pagan disaster also came, but Qin Tian never took the initiative to take action against those who did not believe in cloth bags, and the incarnation he left behind might give some strength to the believers. However, it is still his heart that determines their choice, whether you believe it or not, it is here.

In the past 100 years, the whole world can see the place where the statue has been transformed into a cloth bag. Budaizi became the only god on this continent. Of course, there are still other beliefs in the shadows, but the beliefs that exist in the shadows have not yet been discovered.

Seeing that I agreed to the cloth bag, I finally did it today, and my heart seemed to be relaxed, and I never felt that I would still have a burden. However, now that I do have such a reaction, my whole body seems to be a lot easier, and at the same time, my cultivation is going further.

The heart is transparent, the eyes are clearer, and in the eyes, I finally see what I can't see. The silk threads on the body of the person I once saw now appear in my eyes.

I didn't know what these beings were, but now I know. This is fate, what is fate in them, every believer believes in the cloth bag, and at the same time gives his own destiny to the cloth bag.

You see that the threads of fate that you see on them are connected to the idol of the cloth bag, and all the power leads to the statue made of meteorite next to the stone monument in the center.

The self-made idol has become the gathering place of all powers, and the existence of this one place is where the true idol is. This idol represents the cloth bag and becomes inviolable like a god.

Qin Tian watched all this happen, the idol seemed to be resurrected as if it was a cloth bag, and their fate resurrected the idol. Although it is not now, in the near future, it is conceivable what kind of existence will be born in the idols.

"I don't know if you've seen all of this now. ā€

Qin Tian muttered to himself, the original cloth bag died for himself. But in this world, death is a wonderful thing, it may just be a vision, and you are likely to wake up from your sleep.

Qin Tian didn't touch the silk thread of fate on everyone's body, it was just an imagination of his own, the existence of everyone's fate was the embodiment of the power that dominated the realm.

The power that exists in the underworld, and they only need one thought to change their fate. is like a young man who was born into a poor family, but he only needs to give him a little strength to be able to get him out of his original destiny and become a strong man who stands up to the sky.

Each one can change the fate of others, as if you had killed them out of the blue.

However, manipulating a person's life, turning the long process from birth to death into a silk thread, and manipulating everything in his long life, is his current state.

Everything about him is in his eyes, even if he eats a grain of rice and drinks a sip of water, he can remember it vividly. In the course of his fate, he can choose to surprise him in a certain era and bring disaster from the sky.

It was just a thought of his own, Qin Tian's eyes were on his body, and he really discovered his own future and his own destiny. The one who can control his own destiny is the master.

After all, the existence of the lower realm cannot see the fate of oneself clearly at all, however, it is different from the fate of others. With one thought on one's own, the long line of fate becomes a long river.

A single thought divides a line of fate, and at the moment, there are countless fates appearing, and you can clearly see your long life. The past cannot be changed, but the future has become a long river.

Qin Tian retracted his gaze, no longer looking at his future, the mystery of the realm of domination, as if now was the beginning, and in the long years, he finally saw his fate.

When this power is mastered, I believe that my realm can go further. Qin Tian left the land of Kyushu right now, this place belongs to the cloth bag, and the future has nothing to do with him.

At this time, Qin Tian was going to return to the Ten Thousand Swords Mountain. Ten thousand years ago, Wanjian Mountain was in a remote world, where the environment was extremely harsh, and the appearance of that powerful life from time to time must be a test to become a strong man in Wanjian Mountain.

However, when Qin Tian came today, he found that Wanjian Mountain had become a solemn venue, and the servants here were all in the Three Divine Realms, and the one who walked quietly in the Wanjian Mountain one by one was the Venerable.

And at the top, where Chen Zhen was in the past, was the center, and when he saw the pure human race here, his eyes were much better.