Chapter 167: A Spirituality Called Faith (text)
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Raising demons and raising demons, the key is to raise a word, raise these guys one by one, that natural and continuous production of aura, if they are allowed to fight all day long, these seemingly harmless monsters will also become accomplices in the depletion of the aura of heaven and earth.
With this, Zi Baifeng thought of another very similar theory, plant respiration and photosynthesis.
In the presence of sunlight, plants produce oxygen, but in the absence of sunlight, plants produce carbon dioxide.
Treating the little monsters as a special plant, everything seems to have a reasonable explanation, Zi Baifeng has to sigh, this is science!
Zi Baifeng was extremely relieved that the various skills he brought in his previous life finally seemed to come in handy, that is, logical thinking and rich knowledge.
A scientific way of thinking, no matter where it is, is useful!
The nine-day drama has finally reached the last day, on this day, Xiayan Village, or Jiuyan Township, there is a very important thing - ancestor worship!
In fact, the nine-day drama is all for this most difficult day, but many things are too easy to dominate, and even the villagers of Xiayan Village are lost in the continuous drama and almost forget the business.
Early in the morning of the ninth day, the big drama on the stage ended on time at noon, and then the gongs and drums sounded, and Yan Lao Wu went on stage.
Yan Lao Wu wore a new red silk dress, and his black face was smeared with rouge and foundation, how strange and strange it was, but he didn't feel it, and stood on the stage, and announced loudly: "Fellow villagers, today is a happy day for my nine villages of Yan to worship their ancestors together, thank you for coming to my Xiayan Village to support the party, after worshipping my ancestors today, I will set up a flowing water banquet in Xiayan Village, but anyone who comes to participate can go to eat!"
As soon as this sentence came out, it was immediately like thunder, and the members of the troupe next to him who had not gone down were a little surprised, they had been singing hard for nine days, and there was not a louder and neat cheer than this.
This is not the first time to worship ancestors, when Yan Lao Wu was young, he also saw an ancestor worship, when worshipping ancestors, Qiluo umbrella fan, stretching for several miles, every household contributes to help, but the real trouble is not this, but a person needs to put on the armor of the ancestors, be carried by others, and pretend to be an ancestor.
And this person is the most pitiful, it is rumored that from the earliest ancestor worship, but anyone who dared to pretend to be an ancestor, without exception, died violently not long after the ancestor worship ended.
Last time, Yan Lao Wu held the consciousness that I would not go to hell and who would go to hell, and pretended to be the Yan Clan's Heavenly Soldier, who would have thought that he would not die violently, which covered him with a halo and provided him with a lot of convenience for taking over the position of the clan elder.
But this time it saved this trouble, because the ancestor of the Yan family didn't have to be pretended to be at all, and his old man was now moving on his own.
As soon as Yan Lao Wu finished speaking, several leading figures in Yan's village over there came to the stage.
The curtain of the backstage opened, the Yan Heavenly Soldiers were already standing there, and there were red candles on the incense case in front of them, and several clan elders came forward to kneel and worship, and they performed the big ceremony of six kneels and twenty-four bows, one retreat and one advance, and the rules were moderate, like a dance, Zi Baifeng could hardly imagine that this group of rough men with mud legs could show such a strange beauty.
The gongs and drums were noisy, and the musicians of the grass stage team did their best to set off the atmosphere.
A vacant lot has been cleared out below, and the people of the Yan clan, regardless of men, women, and children, are kneeling on the ground, chanting in unison, so lively. At the beginning, they were also following the big bow of six kneels and twenty-four bows, but after a while, it was chaotic, chaotic, some got up and some knelt, and they simply lay on the ground and couldn't get up.
The children lay low on their stomachs, wincing at each other and exchanging messages. The adults lowered their eyebrows and looked solemn, and when they saw the children making a good noise, they went up and slapped them.
Zi Baifeng stood behind the crowd and watched the little stone lying in the crowd, his butt twisting around. He and Zijian are not from the Yan clan, there is no need to come forward and bow down at this time, and there are many leading figures standing beside him who are watching the ceremony, including Mr. and Gao Xianren.
Zi Baifeng narrowed his eyes, and saw that as the ceremony progressed, waves of strange spirituality gathered around the Yan Clan's Heavenly Soldier like ripples, and were absorbed by him.
Now Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation trick is becoming more and more sophisticated, at a glance, he has been able to distinguish different "spirituality", these spirituality, some are obsession, some are knowledge, and some are faith, and at this time, this is mixed, Zi Baifeng feels that this mixed spirituality can be regarded as "faith", which is mixed by the Yan people's belief and awe of their ancestors.
At present, Zi Baifeng knows that the spirituality of the Dao is a strange existence that can only be produced by humans, but has a strange effect on non-humans. These days, Qingshi has also been nourished by such "faith", and the bluestone god is becoming more and more like a real god, often fulfilling, manifesting, and showing miracles, so that many believers rally around him.
Gradually, Zi Baifeng felt that Qingshi was not like a demon, but like a god.
In the same way, the same is true of the Danmu Sacred Tree, which itself has absorbed a lot of "faith", and throughout the winter, I don't know how many homeless people have survived by relying on the temperature of its roots, and it itself has gradually lost its "demonic" nature, becoming more and more taciturn, and peaceful.
The existence of such a thing as spirituality is like sunlight that allows plants to photosynthesize.
And pious belief is a catalyst, which seems to make quantitative changes produce qualitative changes, and the Yan Heavenly Soldiers, who have absorbed the "faith" of a large number of villagers, seem to have a golden light slowly emitting from their bodies, just like wearing golden armor, as if they really ascended to heaven and became a heavenly soldier.
His body exuded endless spiritual power, that spiritual power was not as pure as the spiritual power brought from the moon, but it seemed to merge with the surrounding heaven and earth, and with the entire Xiayan Village, he closed his eyes, put his hands together, and the spiritual power on his body surged, growing and breaking through at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Originally, it was just a little demon of the second order and less than the third order, but at this time, it had already broken through the third order, and then, at a jaw-dropping speed, it broke through the third order and reached the fourth order!
It's a pity that this fourth order is not because of Zi Baifeng's demon cultivation technique, so Zi Baifeng has never felt that his demon cultivation recipe has been promoted. Even so, he has a deeper understanding of the trick of raising demons.
The fourth stage is to open the mind. The demons who have reached the fourth order already have a mind similar to that of humans, and on the stage, the Yan Heavenly Soldiers closed their eyes, and then opened their eyes, and in their eyes, there was already a clear divine light.
At this time, the Yan Heavenly Soldier, but looking at his eyes, it was no longer the dull stone statue gaze at the beginning, his eyes were majestic and tolerant, inclusive and loving, and he was really an ancestor, looking at his descendants.
Just this glance, the Yan Clan Heavenly Soldier closed his eyes again, and the black robe shrouded outside the armor on his body was hunting and moving in the wind, and unconsciously, his skin seemed to be shiny and elastic, and it was no longer the original black rock color, but as if he had become a living person.
The fourth order of the monster, open the mind. The fifth stage is to moisten the body.
After all, the Yan Clan's Heavenly Soldiers are not existences like bluestones and silverfish, and they will not be limited by their own talents, and they will be stuck at a certain stage. When he reached the third order, he began to open his mind, and when he reached the fourth order, he began to moisten his body, without any delay or hesitation.
At this moment, under the nourishment of aura and spirituality, his body gradually became human-like, but it was still as tall as an iron tower.
"Fifth Order! Fifth Order!" Zi Baifeng muttered in his heart, now in Xiayan Village, the more high-level monsters there are, the more aura is generated, and the more benefits it will be to the entire Mengcheng.
It's just that the manpower is sometimes exhausted, and the spiritual power and aura that were entangled in the Yan Clan's Heavenly Soldier finally stopped when he was about to push him to the fifth order.
More and more like a human, but still not a real person, the current Yan Clan Heavenly Soldier looks like a high-tech robot, every move is still a little stiff, and there is a slight incoordination between actions.
But this change has made the villagers stunned, and they thundered and bowed down below.
"In ancient times, monsters gathered to make trouble, built their own country, and captive human beings, which was originally for this reason. Gao Xianren shook his head lightly, sighed, and said.
Man is the spirit of all things, the most creative and imaginative existence, if the demon builds its own society, maybe tens of thousands of years, the system and the situation will not change, but human beings are different, human beings are poor and change, so the country of demon kings in history, all of them were overthrown by human beings, and it is not necessarily how bad these monsters are to human beings or how oppressive human beings, but they can never understand the pursuit of human beings, and cannot keep up with the speed of human change.
Mr. turned his head to look at him and said: "Reiki spirituality is the root of all things, but whether it is a human or a demon, they are born to value aura, light spirituality, and take away aura, ignoring spirituality, this was the case in ancient times, and now aura, spirituality and spirituality are completely unbalanced, and it is indeed human beings to blame." ”
But all this has nothing to do with the mundane worldly realm. Zi Baifeng shook his head, he didn't agree with Mr.'s opinion, whether it was aura or spirituality, it was a natural operation, there was a force, irresponsibly interfering with this operation, and forcibly reversed it to the side that was beneficial to himself but not to heaven and earth, which was the source of the disaster.
Where does this force come from, and how should it be solved? Zi Baifeng didn't know how to do it.
Not far from one side, the wild cat's eyes with its forked tail stared at the Yan Clan Heavenly Soldier on the stage for a moment, a pair of turquoise eyes, like a pair of green flames beating. In the distance, deep in the mountains, a white tiger quietly climbed down the mountain and slowly lurked in front of a small courtyard.
A woman in a red dress, humming a song, drawing water by the river, completely unaware of the coming crisis.