Moment!

Guan Peng's eyes went dark, and all his perceptions from the outside world were cut off!

Visual failure!

Taste failure!

Auditory failure!

Olfactory failure!

Tactile failure!

Under the failure of all five senses, Guan Peng only felt that his whole person seemed to be isolated from this world.

Only a stone statue of Stanley Mountain Jun lying between heaven and earth, threatening the four poles, stood in front of him.

The statue of Stanley Mountain is as majestic as the sea, domineering, rising into the sky, taking into account a vision of everything, majestic in the mountains and forests, the king of all beasts, converging into a vast and boundless divine might, r makes people want to worship themselves.

"Why don't you kneel when you have seen God?"

is like a sea of prison, but it is majestic and immeasurable, not only a strong pressure pouring down, but also a psychological impact, which makes Guan Peng have an impulse in his heart:

Bow down!

Completely surrender to this boundless divine might, and give his heart and soul without reservation.

Suddenly, Guan Peng had a feeling in his heart.

As long as you surrender to this boundless divine power and let go of yourself wholeheartedly, you will be able to receive the divine power infusion of this yang god, so as to get everything you want!

God!

Worship God!

God and I are one!

The overwhelming swept over, forcing Guan Peng to lean down, and the muscles in his body trembled like waves.

Looking at the stone statue of Stanley Mountain King, Guan Peng's eyes were resolute.

He is not a native of this world, and as a modern person, his thinking logic and three views are more rational.

What is God?

In his view, God is just a special individual who is more powerful than ordinary people.

He admired these gods for their power and protection of all beings.

But it's just admiration, not surrender.

It is even more impossible to kneel!

The mind became firm, and Guan Peng's trembling body stood up straight and did not move.

"My heart is mine!"

"Don't follow the sky!"

Guan Peng's eyes were shining, and every word was full of unyielding,-for-tat sharpness.

Every word that is said seems to lie in the collision and friction of divine power between heaven and earth, and the sonorous explosion of fierce sparks.

As if feeling Guan Peng's toughness and unyieldingness, Stanley Mountain Jun's golden eyes widened angrily, and the surging divine power suddenly intensified, and a tiger claw suddenly poked out, covering the sky and the sun, and pressed down on Guan Peng's head with the momentum of destroying all beings.

The red light was flourishing, filling every corner of Guan Peng's thoughts.

Die!

The bright red and deep aura of death was surging and rolling, like countless arms, wanting to pull Guan Peng into the place of death.

Can't resist!

In the face of this shaking of heaven and earth, the angry blow of the gods in the yang world, Guan Peng calmed down.

Boom –

His body was almost blown away by the mighty wind, and Guan Peng watched the flowers fall.

Bite!

The sharp claw tip stopped an inch at the center of Guan Peng's eyebrows, and the liquid light condensed by the golden light spread forward from the void.

In an instant, a large number of emotional thoughts appeared in Guan Peng's mind.

weakness, dependence, reverence, obedience, hope, gratitude, contentment, kindness......

Ten thousand incense!

God bless the world, and the world reciprocates with piety.

And in the depths of these chaotic mortal thoughts, there are thoughts that are as bright as diamonds.

Compared to the chaos and complexity of mortal thoughts.

These thoughts, only one belief!

Guard!

To protect your homeland!

To protect the lives of loved ones and friends!

To protect a peaceful and stable life!

To protect the world!

"These ...... Is it walking faith? Looking at the sparkling and infinite thoughts, Guan Peng muttered.

"Hmm."

The coercion dissipated, and everything returned to calm.

The stone statue of Stanley Mountain King is still lying quietly in front of him, as if all the pictures that destroyed the world before were just an illusion.

"My heart follows me, not the sky...... I haven't seen such dazzling free will for many years, but unfortunately, in this bitter world, freedom is precious and cheap. The anger and ferocity were gone, and the languid voice sounded again.

It's just that compared to the previous ethereal.

This time, the voice made Guan Peng very sure that it came from the statue of Stanley Mountain in front of him.

"If it's precious, why is it cheap?" didn't understand the meaning of Stanley Mountain Jun's preciousness and cheapness, Guan Peng asked bluntly.

"In the vast world, drifting with the tide, there are a few people who can build a boat and cross by themselves, which is precious."

"Life and death are difficult to grasp, hardship is difficult to overcome, once you die, freedom is just empty talk, this is cheap."

In the words, obscure metaphors, Stanley Mountain Jun explained a little, and then said:

"If you don't want to worship me, what are the consequences?"

"The disciple doesn't know, please make it clear to the mountain king." Bowing slightly, feeling the collision of those incense ideas, Guan Peng knew very well what kind of shelter and help this Stanley Mountain Monarch provided to the human race.

Therefore, although he did not submit to this god of the yang world, he was very respectful of what he did.

"Heaven is the most fair, there is giving and taking;

Those who worship me can get five or six of their divine powers;

Those who believe in me can get three or four of their divine powers;

Those who worship me can obtain one or two divine powers.

You have the ambition to help you in your heart, at most you will inherit one or two of your divine powers, and you will walk in the future, I am afraid that there will be many difficulties, and life and death will be unpredictable, and I am very worried. ”

Stanley Mountain's words revealed a trace of worry and pity.

As a god of the yang world, he sincerely protects the poor human race who are infested by the underworld, and intends to protect everyone.

But the way of heaven restricts, he can't act without scruples, and he can't give his divine power to the human race wantonly.

There is giving, there is gain.

If you want to bear its strength, you will suffer from it!

This is the rule of heaven.

Even if he is a god, he must remember to abide by it, and he must not transgress it in the slightest.

So in the face of Guan Peng, who has brilliant free will, he both appreciates and worries.

Looking at Stanley Mountain Jun, who was full of worries and worries between his words, Guan Peng's eyes became warmer.

He finally understood a little why the Red Tiger Court would develop the behavior of protecting calves into a sect culture.

Because this kind of behavior spreads from the roots.

"Thank you Shanjun for your concern, the disciple is very afraid of death, and he must think twice before acting, and he will not fall into trouble easily." Guan Peng smiled.

"That's the best, but even so, you don't have to be too careful, if you encounter a strong enemy, call me by my name, even if I can't hear it, but the enemy knows my name, he will be shocked and scared half to death."

The words were flat, but they exuded a touch of inexplicable pride, and Stanley Shanjun's voice fell, and a pair of broken golden eyes slowly flew out of golden brilliance.

These rays of light swirled in mid-air, faintly accompanied by bursts of impassioned tiger roars.

Jin Hui fell slowly, and halfway through, Jin Hui condensed and formed, turning into a colorful tiger with red markings, majestic and domineering, and drilled into Guan Peng's body.

"Hmm!"

Suddenly feeling a sharp stabbing pain in his back, Guan Peng snorted, and the tattoo lines of a red-striped tiger began to slowly emerge on his back that was as thick as Yue.

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