The figure of the rat god flashed for a moment, and then disappeared again.

Wang Bian's face was once again revealed in the smoke, and even if he couldn't see it really, he could see his exhaustion.

"In the last moments of our escape, the parasitic blood vine let go of the rat god's bondage. Losing the three altars of the Burning Gods in the mountains, rivers and lakes, it will be difficult for the bad omen to manipulate the incense god and eat the essence of his incense.

Suffering from this calamity, the rat god must be sluggish, and this furnace is the magic weapon of the king of the mountains and rivers, and it has a great suppressive power on the gods controlled by its branches. After I recover, I am fifty percent sure that I will be able to erode the Rat God and use it for me. ”

Although Wang Bian practiced the Incense Fire Shinto, he was still a Taoist priest after all, so he naturally did not have the physical strength and Dao power that were as full as the bad omen. Such a toss has to be cultivated for a period of time.

Li He nodded and asked casually, "Both of you are cultivating incense and fire gods, to be honest, I'm quite curious about this technique." It's obviously just a breathing method, but it's completely different from the ordinary Taoist method, can you elaborate on it and solve my doubts. ”

Li Li glanced at Wang Bian and said, "Let's ask the old man Wang to tell me, my breathing method is a coincidence, and I only know a little bit." ”

Wang Bian didn't shirk it, since the lord of the mansion took him as an ordinary old man to heart and was willing to take risks to save him, he was naturally willing to repay the favor. What's more, although the incense fire Shinto is treacherous, if you have the heart to inquire, it is not a secret, it is better to talk about personal favors in detail.

"It is rumored that in ancient times, the heavens and the earth were chaotic, and the creatures of all races grew naturally. The law of the jungle is lawless. By the rules of survival and reproduction, the image of the strong is worshipped as a totem.

The Tao and the sky are horizontal, there was a bad omen and auspicious at the beginning, when the two competed against each other, after the living beings saw it, they worshiped and described, and gradually passed it on, and it slowly became the original Taoist technique. ”

Li Li nodded after hearing this, it seemed that she knew about it. However, Wang Bian's voice did not fall, and he continued to add: "The above is just a statement, but there are also rumors that the incense god is a heavenly omen that gave birth to consciousness and seeks to avoid the rules of the transcendent method.

People have always wondered why bad omen represents calamity without thinking, while auspicious rui is the embodiment of spiritual beings. Is there some kind of terrible omen, possessing extremely high intelligence, single-handedly promoting the god of incense?

After all, the incense fire Shinto is extremely weird, it is said to be a breathing method, but the worshippers are almost as evil as a bad omen. ”

Li Li's body couldn't help shaking, she couldn't have imagined that there would be such an explanation.

Wang Bian continued: "The incense god is as vast as the stars, and it is difficult to count. Among them, it corresponds to one to nine products, divided into heaven, earth and people, and the third-order Taoist priests, and the incense god is a small god stove, a big god sacrifice, and the original year. Each of them was originally the mother of the gods, with a huge god lineage, countless believers, and a deep connection with the big and small gods, comparable to the lord of the Taoist country.

What I know best is a few small gods under Shanhe County, the Monarch of Mountains and Wild Rivers and Lakes, the Extrajudicial Filthy Monarch, the Cursed Guest, the Red Dust Charm Niang, and the Tianyou Monarch. ”

Just listening to the names of these incense gods, I don't think they are good things, no wonder Wang Bian would say another guess.

After all, they are all rumors, who can know the truth of the ancient period, maybe the incense god is really a continuation of the bad omen.

Wang Bian glanced at the silent Li Li, and smiled reluctantly, but he was quite free-spirited: "Why bother with these gossips, I and other cultivators are already hanging by a thread."

Even if it is a fusion of bad omen and auspiciousness, it is foolproof. The risk of a bad omen getting out of control is no less than the backlash of the incense god, it's just a matter of choosing which bottle of poison to drink. ”

"Those who cultivate the Incense Fire Shinto also need auspicious and bad omens, but both are incense and fire gods. It is equivalent to using the fused Tao as a ritual, constantly generating new objects of worship from the body to offer to the god of incense.

At the same time, the gift of incense can relatively suppress the auspicious and bad omen in the body, which is more free. ”

Li He asked the key point: "Who to worship?" ”

Wang Bian smiled weirdly and looked at Li Li: "Who is the little girl worshipping?" ”

Li Li hesitated, but finally replied: "Sacrifice yourself!" ”

Wang Bian said: "That's right! How can you count on all the evil gods that are better than bad signs? Even if it is a source of extreme trust, once you bow down, life and death will be in the hands of others, and you will never be able to turn over.

In this case, it is better to sacrifice to myself, I am a god, and all evils retreat. ”

Sure enough, it is a group of crazy people, eager to become gods, admired by thousands of people, as long as they enter this path, it is difficult to extricate themselves.

"Of course, at first, I wasn't that strong, and calling myself an ancestor was just a joke. You can use the way of the strong gods to worship sacrifices and seek refuge.

However, there is a risk in doing so, the incense god is already good at demagoguery, and after a long time of contact, it is inevitable that he will suffer spiritual erosion, and over time, if he is greedy for his method, he will become a member of his god system.

This is also the origin of the Rat God in the mountains, rivers, lakes, and rivers, and as for the grass temple before me, it was built by worshipping the guests of the curse. ”

Wang Bian looked at Li Li again: "If the Incense Fire Divine Dao wants to be promoted, it is difficult to do so, although the breathing method is not talented, but it needs to be in contact with the small divine stove to obtain its gifts." If you don't want to lose yourself, you can only steal their faith, and the dangers can be imagined.

Every time you use the incense technique, it deepens a layer of cause and effect, and when the time comes, there is no way to avoid it."

In this way, there is indeed a reason why the incense Shinto is weird and difficult, and the risk is proportional to the benefit.

But in general, there is nothing worthless, only whether you can live. If you encounter an extremely difficult calamity, not to mention the god of incense, even if it is a bad omen, you have to carry it, otherwise you will turn into a cold corpse, and what future will you talk about.

How many creatures have suffered a bad omen, have no power to resist, and have been easily killed. Not to mention the distance, just take the change of Li Zhen, at this moment, as long as there is a little Taoism, it is the hope of survival. Compared to death, bad omens and side effects of incense are nothing.

Li Li naturally understands the truth, otherwise she would not have fled into Kuchaling and sent people under the fence. Only by surviving can we have a future and do unfinished things. Therefore, no matter how dangerous the incense fire Shinto is, she has also repaired it.

Seeing that Li Li's face gradually hardened, Wang Bian showed an inexplicable smile, and then exhaled a turbid breath and said: "I have to cultivate a little, and I also ask the mansion master to put some charms next to the altar, as well as a spirit plant with strong vitality as a sacrifice, so that I can recover as soon as possible, and then I can control the rat god." ”

Li He nodded: "I will vigorously acquire the charm and bring the spirit plant of the Hundred Hands Golden Creation so that you can recover as soon as possible." ”

Hearing the hundred-handed golden creation, Wang Bian's eyes lit up, and he hugged his fists and bowed, and then sank into the incense mist.

Li Li was responsible for delivering the news to Zhong Min and the others, and walked into the distance.

Liu Ruhua raised the red umbrella to shield the mansion owner from the dawn sun.

The two walked for a while, then returned to the bitter tea spiritual spring, and Liu suddenly spoke: "Do you believe him?" Incense said, respect yourself as a god, how do you know that there is no concealment. ”

Li He was expressionless: "It's still the same sentence, if he lies to me, he will be killed." ”

Whether it is incense Shinto or bad omen, in the face of death, it is indeed necessary to endure, as long as the absolute strength is guaranteed, he will ensure that the other party will not dare to rebel.

Li He suddenly stared at the surface of the red umbrella, and the faint light could not penetrate the picturesque red umbrella, but it seemed to reflect a strange scene.

It is the small town in the distance of the paper painting, where countless paper figures wander outward, dense and endless.

"Besides, it's too late, so I can only try."