"Impossible!"

There was a voice of disbelief from the shrine.

"How can you not have anything to do with the mantra of the Buddha-figure? And...... You actually devoured the power of the deity? Who are you? ”

He Zhi looked indifferent.

In the dantian, the yin and yang god position slowly emerged above the golden pill.

The next moment, the surging power of faith gushed out, and with He Zhi's divine thoughts, a wave of brains poured into the tattered shrine.

Inside the shrine is a gray space of less than ten square meters.

In the corner, an illusory figure that was about to dissipate was looking at He Zhi's divine thoughts with a horrified face.

Feeling the power of faith that pervaded him, he trembled with fear.

"What a strong power of faith, what kind of immortal are you?"

"Immortals?"

He Zhi asked coldly, "What kind of immortal do you think I look like?" ”

But the phantom looked at He Zhi nervously, and he didn't dare to say anything at all.

He could feel that He Zhi's realm was not high.

Even the time when the god appeared was not far away, but this was also what he was puzzled about.

In order to condense this kind of divine thought, which can gather the power of faith, it is necessary to have merit or be supported by all people.

How can such a person be so weak?

But even so, he didn't dare to provoke He Zhi at the moment.

With this guy's strength, he can be destroyed at any time!

After a while, he crouched down with a wry smile on his face.

"Although I don't know what kind of immortal you are, I have understood that you do have the ability to kill me completely, and you can kill me as you like."

Looking at the appearance of the phantom, He Zhi was a little surprised.

He didn't expect this guy to be so fast.

"That's it?"

"What can I do then?"

The phantom smiled bitterly:

"In this era of the end of the Dharma, spiritual power is exhausted and faith is lacking...... The real gods can only shrink out, even if I have a hard backstage, I can't move out, even if you kill me, I can only die in vain. It's just that I really can't figure it out......"

He stared at He Zhi with a fixed gaze, and the doubts on his face became thicker and thicker.

He Zhi was happy in his heart, and said coldly:

"Say!"

"This heaven and earth have obviously become like this, how did you go against the current and condense the divine position?"

"Want to know?"

He Zhi said calmly: "Surrender to me, you will know everything about me, and can help you recover to the peak, otherwise, you will die." ”

"Are you sure?"

The phantom suddenly showed a strange smile and said:

"I am willing to surrender to you and honor you as Lord God! It's just that my last main god was the Jizo King Bodhisattva, and if you provoke my cause and effect, I'm afraid that you won't be able to pass the Jizo King Bodhisattva. ”

"Jizo King Bodhisattva?"

He Zhi frowned.

In the legend of Bactria , it is one of the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism.

He's a god too?

However, He Zhi quickly reacted that the King of the Earth Bodhisattva had been worshiped for so many years, so naturally it would not be groundless.

"Where is he now?"

"Who knows."

The phantom smiled bitterly: "I'm just a plague god, no one has been worshipping me since a long time ago, and if my spiritual power withers today, I am close to dying." Beings like us are the easiest to be abandoned! As for the Jizo King Bodhisattva you asked, they may be hiding in the Infernal Ghost Path of Hell right now, or they may be in the Infinite Buddha Kingdom, but no matter where they are, they will not be able to descend to this world again. ”

It turned out to be true?

He Zhi frowned.

"They can't come, is it because the spiritual power of this heaven and earth is withering?"

"It's just one of them."

The plague god said helplessly:

"I heard that the creatures of this heaven and earth lacked faith and could not provide them with much faith power, so I gave up. But I understand that this is just their rhetoric, and there are more hidden truths in it that cannot be spoken. ”

"Understood."

He Zhi nodded.

The real world is becoming more and more technologically advanced, and it is true that few people pin their wishes on the gods.

He continued to look at the plague god and asked:

"What's your name? Why do you call yourself a plague god? ”

"Under Li Guang."

Li Guang said helplessly: "I was originally a member of the Li tribe, but later my cultivation went wrong, and I comprehended the rules of the plague by mistake, condensed the plague god, and later became the so-called plague god." Countless years ago, I was also a large believer, but unfortunately ......"

He shook his head with regret on his face.

He Zhi was a little puzzled.

"You still have believers?"

"Of course."

Li Guang's face was full of yearning for that time.

"The plague exists in the heavens and the earth, and I did not spread it. After comprehending the rules of the epidemic, I traveled all over China to help the people take away the sickness, which was at the peak of incense at that time. ”

He Zhi raised his eyebrows, a little more interested in the past of this plague god.

"And how did you fall off the altar?"

Speaking of this, Li Guang showed a somewhat annoyed look on his face.

He cursed in a low voice:

"I don't know which one suffered from the plague, saying that wherever Lao Tzu appears, the plague must be rampant, and I also said that the plague that killed countless people was spread by me! Since then, the power of faith I have received has rapidly diminished, so much so that in the end, the Plague Divine Throne will no longer receive any power of faith. ”

The more Li Guang spoke, the more angry he became.

He Zhi was even a little worried that his mood swings were so great, would it make his already illusory figure collapse directly.

Just when He Zhi wondered why he was so angry, Li Guang continued to scold:

"Back then, I fought for half my life, involving countless causes and effects, to find the first person who slandered me, and then put a plague curse on him. He and all his descendants were constantly ill, and they could only live to be thirty years old. Once you exceed this age, you will be sick and die a miserable death within a month. ”

"Damn it!"

Li Guang couldn't control it anymore, and scolded:

"Lao Tzu is only so vicious, and I can still feel the plague curse fluctuating recently! In other words, the descendants born of the plague thing are not dead yet! ”

He Zhi was stunned when he heard this.

Is there such an outrageous thing in this world?

He asked suspiciously:

"Are you sure your so-called plague spell really works? He can only live for thirty years and one month at most, how can he have the ability to pass on his bloodline to the present? ”

"Hell knows!"

The plague god Li Guang was so angry that his mouth was crooked.

"What's even more outrageous is that his family is not only alive to this day, but also has a large population, and I can feel their breath everywhere! In this Qingcheng now, there are at least hundreds of such people! ”

"Hiss......"

He Zhi gasped.

can only live to be thirty years old but can make his blood blossom everywhere, He Zhi doesn't know how to do it even if he wants to break his head.

And there are such people in this Qingcheng.

"Awesome!"

He suddenly wanted to meet the gang.

But at this time, he still has to deal with this guy first.

"That's it!"

He smiled at Li Guang and said calmly:

"After listening to the story, do you want to die now or surrender to me?"