"Uncle, this rune should be worth a lot of money, right?" Xifu doesn't know the rune, but he can probably guess that this is a time-space transfer rune paper, and this kind of rune paper often consumes a lot of energy, so the price is often very high.

"There's no way, for that little cub, if you don't want to, you have to give up, the sooner it passes, the sooner he can stop him from doing nonsense!" Feng Jiangtian said as he pasted the talisman on the ground, then stretched out his fist and hit the rune paper, and saw a white halo of light in the rune paper emanate, and when the periphery of this halo expanded to two feet wide, Feng Jiangtian withdrew his fist.

Now there was a white aura on the ground, with a radius of about two feet, and the rune paper was the center of the circle.

Feng Jiangtian walked towards the aura. Without waiting for Feng Jiangtian to signal, Xifu also followed in.

After Xifu completely stepped into the aura, Feng Jiangtian punched at the rune paper again. The rune paper was shattered instantly, making a crystal shattering sound, after the shattering sound disappeared, the entire ground under his feet turned into a black hole, and there were swirling air currents rotating in the black hole, making a loud rumbling sound, and suddenly on the dark ground, with the two of them as the center, tens of thousands of rays of light appeared under his feet, pointing in all directions, these rays were as thick and thin, straight into the endless darkness.

This world is very strange, obviously there is light under the feet, but these lights are just rays, and the light does not aspire to diffuse, so the whole world is still dark, and the light under the feet also makes a huge whistling sound, but it makes people feel very quiet, so quiet that their ears can't adapt to it at all, this is a very wonderful feeling, it is difficult to describe in words.

Feng Jiangtian instructed Xifu to "don't move your feet casually, step on my footprints", and then gently recited a few incantations, the incantations were an ancient language that she couldn't understand, but there were two words she heard clearly, which was "Zhencheng".

After Feng Jiangtian finished reciting the incantation, the light under his feet disappeared one by one, and when it disappeared, there would be a soft sound of "dong", like a blister bursting. In the end, there was only a ray of light left under their feet, and on top of this light there were tiny particles that continued to teleport into the distance.

Feng Jiangtian nodded towards Xifu and motioned for Xifu to follow. He himself stepped on the light.

It is also strange to say, although Xifu and Feng Jiangtian are just stepping on the front and back feet, but it is this subtle time difference that Feng Jiangtian and Xifu maintain a distance of about ten zhang.

Feng Jiangtian stopped and waited for Xifu, afraid that the distance was too far and Xifu would not be able to keep up with him.

It was a strange feeling to walk on this light, and with each step, the sound of the wind blowing backwards in my ears, as if they were flying high in the air.

The two of them walked about twenty steps when a light door appeared. A little difference in footsteps, there will be a big difference in the distance between the two people, that is, one may fall outside the city and the other in the city.

Feng Jiangtian ignored the interference of men and women, grabbed the sleeves of Xifu, and strode towards the light gate.

The wind was blowing in my ears, and my eardrums were about to shatter. Behind the white light in front of him, there was a white expanse, and white light points continued to fly towards the back of his head.

After stepping on the hard object with both feet at the same time, the white light gradually disappears, and the eyes can see, and you can see that you are on a bamboo forest path, the path is paved with green bricks, and the moss is dotted. The bamboo poles are all light yellow, very clean, the bamboo leaves are green, and the whole feeling is quiet and elegant.

Both of them are immortal cultivators, and they heard the sound of someone praying in the distance,

"Ancestor, please bless my son to find a lover as soon as possible......"

"Zhu Bearded Ancestor, may you bless my Ma family to hold a big grandson as soon as possible......"

"Ancestor, please let the official find the murderer of my daughter as soon as possible......"

"Is this a Taoist temple of the Zhu Beard Sect?" Xifu asked softly.

Feng Jiangtian nodded!

The two of them walked to the crowd and crossed a high threshold.

Crossing the threshold, a hot breath came to his face, and this heat was completely emanating from the person. This is a main hall, crowded with people, roughly estimated, at least more than 80 believers, most of them kneeling, a small number of people standing, not because they don't want to kneel, but they can't kneel at all, there is no empty space, and all kinds of prayers are heard endlessly.

The two struggled through the kneeling devotees to the door of the main hall.

Xifu turned around and looked at the god's throne, and saw a clay statue of a god with a golden body standing there. He is two feet tall, with a Taoist bun on his head, and his hair is as white as snow. The face is as ruddy as a child, there is a compassionate smile at the corners of the mouth, and there is a compassionate smile at the corners of the eyes, and the body is draped in a robe with gold patterns on a red background.

"This is the patriarch I sent to open the mountain, Zhu Beard"

"Are you still alive?" As far as Xifu knew, the Zhu Beard Sect had been established for less than two thousand years, and she couldn't imagine that one person could live two thousand years old.

"Some people say they are in retreat, some people say they have already ascended to immortality, some people say they have died of old age. ”

"If they are not alive, how can the prayers of these people be fulfilled?"

"I have sent a special department to fulfill the wishes of mortals, so as to continue to gain the power of faith. ”

"How do you distribute the power of faith?"

"Give it to the elders of the faction, such as the wine fairy Zhu Yu, and you can get it!

"Won't anyone else have an opinion?"

"Opinions?" Feng Jiangtian didn't seem to understand that Xifu would ask this kind of question, "This has been the case for thousands of years, and if you can't cultivate the Dacheng Realm, this power of faith will not be blessed at all, just like mortal things." ”

"Oh, I'm just a little loose cultivator, so I know too little, which makes my uncle laugh!" Then why can I absorb the power of the student's will? The power of wish and the power of faith are essentially the same thing. But she didn't dare to admit this to Feng Jiangtian.

Feng Jiangtian glanced at her lightly, "You have a friendship with the wine fairy Zhu Yu, you must have something extraordinary!"

Xifu smiled and didn't say anything. If there was no "Teacher's Dao", how would she teach Chixia the unicorn fetus, how would she destroy the apricot demon, and how would she let Zhu Yu resurrect through the unicorn fetus? All these are wonderful opportunities.

Out of the main hall, it is a big courtyard, there are side halls on both sides of the courtyard, there are statues of gods in them, the statues of gods are also kneeling in front of people, a piece of human head is pressed by black, Zhu Beard Sect is very prosperous in Yongcheng, and the people are longing.

The two walked directly to the courtyard gate.

Walking out of the courtyard gate, I saw a ginkgo forest, the frosted ginkgo trees are full of golden, each leaf is like a small golden fan, the color is pure and beautiful.

There are many people in the ginkgo forest who are strolling and chatting under the trees, most of them are leaning on gorgeous noblewomen, and they are often followed by small maids and little maids.

Feng Jiangtian took out a non-paper figure and threw it into the air, and the paper figure took a step in the air as if it were life, and then walked straight in one direction.

"Go, keep up, the paper man has sensed the breath of Feng Hu. Feng Jiangtian followed with an arrow step, and the paper figure rose and fell in the air, floating steadily in one direction.