Chapter 351: The Power of Faith
"Hmm......"
The cultivator leaned on the table, and his three elder brothers were treated the same: the meridians and bones were shattered, and the whole body was trapped by the prohibition, unable to shout or scream, unable to spit out a mouthful of blood, and looked the same as usual. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The four of them were shocked, only to know that they had hit the iron plate.
If you become a Qi Refining Realm cultivator of the six major sects or major tribes, this injury is not a matter, as long as the prohibition is removed, a single thought can be healed.
When a cultivator is building the foundation realm, he can tap the potential of the body, and he can control the longevity of every inch of muscles. You can eat dozens of beasts at a meal, or you can go without eating, drinking, or panting for a long time.
As long as the soul does not disperse, no matter how serious the physical injuries are, they cannot die, and ordinary poison has no effect.
The control of oneself has reached an unimaginable level.
However, ordinary cultivators from small tribes do not have such a foundation-building method, and they need to recuperate after being seriously injured and broken hands and feet, and the broken meridians are even more of a big thing.
Their cultivation method was just to expand the meridians and accumulate true qi.
If you change to a cultivator with super power, you can directly break through the meridians with external force, and then take some pills.
The six major sects and the top foundation building method of the super forces are extremely difficult to cultivate, and the gap in the foundation building realm is so big, the further back, the bigger the gap.
Therefore, the strength of the disciples of the major forces is extremely strong, and it is not a little bit stronger than ordinary cultivators of the same level.
The four of them were remorseful, but they were glad that they had saved their lives.
The man smiled coldly, just hugged the little girl, and walked out of the restaurant.
During the whole process, except for the four people with one sword, no one noticed that after all, the man was at least in the Jindan realm, and the people sitting in the lobby were basically in the Qi refining realm.
Xiao Nan said: "What does that man want to do?
The man's methods were neat and neat, and it seemed that nine times out of ten he was coming for the little girl, and the four of them all had a trace of curiosity and couldn't help but want to find out.
Yijian and Long Ji carried the "Drunken Immortal Wine", and the four of them followed from a distance.
As a mature small world, the area of the "Fragrance Realm" is quite vast, and the cultivators who come and go to drink only stay in the restaurant, and only the aborigines come in the mountains and forests, and the population is sparse.
The man came to the mountain forest flutteringly, and with a wave of his hand, wisps of green were pulled out of the vegetation, woven into a delicate futon, and lightly put the little girl on the futon.
The little girl looked at the man blankly, in the wilderness, it was estimated that she was in a catastrophe, if it weren't for the kind look of this man, I was afraid that she would have been scared to death.
The four of them used a method of escape and hid next to them.
Most of the Heavenly Dao laws of the "Fragrance Realm" are different from those of Kyushu, and the hidden formation is difficult to use as usual, but Long Ji still takes him with him, and Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan are used to it.
Xiao Nan said: "What does this man want to do? It won't be that he wants to make up for it, when will we make a move?"
Yijian noticed the man's eyes, just like Jin Sheng's eyes when he looked at the female senior, and his heart was inexplicably soft: "This man is a good person, you look at his eyes, gentle as water, just like looking at your lover......"
"Huh, that's ......."
Wen Mu'er smiled: "Yijian's observation is really careful, hehe, is there any story to hide from us!"
Long Ji said with a smile: "What is the story of Yijian, Yuan Hai looks at you the same way, so Senior Brother Yijian will have this judgment, right?"
Yijian laughed and did not speak.
Wen Mu'er blushed and was blocked by Long Ji's words.
The man said softly: "Don't be afraid, you are my wife in my previous life, and we grew up together in the 'Shifang world', childhood sweethearts." For so many years since you left, I have not been married.
A few days ago, Oneiroi-sama came to my dream and told you where you were, and I came to you according to God's will, and you are indeed here! I am so happy......
The little girl looked at the man ignorantly, not yet recovering from his words.
The man was not impatient, and explained softly.
Yijian feels a little familiar when he hears this, a bit like what "Xiaoyao Sword" said, but "Xiaoyao Sword" relied on his profound Taoism to find "Wenyu", but the man relied on "God"?
"Oneiroi entered a dream?Sounds a bit like Bei Fanzheng......"
Long Ji and Yijian glanced at each other.
Yijian was puzzled: "The question of reincarnation involves an extremely profound way of heaven, and it can be understood with Bei Fanzheng's Taoism?
Long Ji said: "The inheritance of the gods, the mystery is unpredictable, I am not surprised to be able to detect the reincarnation, but Bei Fanzheng's Taoism is not high after all, and the cost will definitely not be small!
"yes...... And for what?"
A sword also pondered.
I only heard the man say: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, anyway, as long as I am here, I will keep you safe for the rest of your life, even if you can't recover the memories of your previous life for the rest of your life, as long as you are by my side, I will have infinite courage......"
The man said some private words that only he and his "wife in the previous life" could understand, and although the little girl couldn't understand it, she could also feel the man's infinite tenderness, and slowly relaxed.
ā...... By the way, I almost forgot, I'm going to take you to the temple to make a vow, hahaha, the Oneiroi is worthy of being the Oneiroi, let's go!"
The man's smile was full of energy, and he picked up the little girl and flew towards the mountain forest.
Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan naturally knew what the "Oneiroi" represented, and the four of them hurriedly followed.
Flying over a mountain, about to enter the "station" range of Jingzong in this realm, a "temple" covering an area of hundreds of zhang appeared in front of everyone, the temple is magnificent, smoky, like a fairyland.
Several avenues stretched out, leading to various parts of the "Fragrance Realm", and aborigines or cultivators rushed from all directions to surround a temple the size of a hundred zhang.
Dozens of cultivators dressed in reverence robes maintained order.
The four of them emerged from the air and were stunned by the scene in front of them.
Seeing the man leading the little girl and entering the temple reverently, the four of them came over in a trance and followed the crowd into the temple.
As soon as you enter the temple, a cyan three-legged tripod of ten zhang size stands, and the tripod is full of high incense, and almost everyone who comes in will put on a stick of incense.
The four of them followed the flow and bought a stick of incense in the side hall and inserted it into the ding.
In the depths of the main hall, there is a statue of Bei Fanzheng with a height of more than 30 zhang, the offering table in front of the statue is full of tributes and incense, and everyone who comes in, whether it is a cultivator or a mortal, is sincerely and fanatically kowtowing, shouting "Oneiroi blesses", "Thank Oneiroi for bless me to complete my wish" and the like.
Most of the cultivators who came in were in the realm of refining the law, perhaps the "divine power" of the "Dream God" could only take care of the existence with a lower cultivation than him for the time being, or maybe the cultivators who had cultivated to a higher level had their own more advanced "temple" to worship.
The man took the little girl by the hand, picked a futon closest to the offering table, knelt down with a puff, and kowtowed reverently.
"Thank you Oneiroi-sama for your advice, please bow down to the villain, the villain finally found her, don't ......"
The man choked up as he spoke.
Wen Mu'er covered her mouth and was surprised: "Oneiroi...... Even if a mortal kneels and worships, a cultivator in the Jindan realm is willing to kowtow, is there really such a god, should we bow down?"
A Jingzong disciple was standing not far away, and when he heard Wen Mu'er's words, he smiled unhurriedly: "What Daoist friends said is very true, Lord Oneiroi is the only god in the world, and if you bow sincerely, your wishes will naturally come true!"
"That's what the Immortal Chief said!"
The mortals and cultivators next to him responded one after another, which made Wen Mu'er and Xiao Nan quite embarrassed, and it seemed that they couldn't do it if they didn't worship.
"Poof......
Long Ji laughed out loud out loud.
The face of the disciple of Jingzong suddenly became gloomy, Long Ji squinted his eyes and glared at him fiercely, "Wei" was received as soon as it was fired, the cultivator shuddered for a moment, and the other cultivators in the temple were excited, put away their displeasure, and concentrate on their own things.
Long Ji smiled at the two girls and said, "It's just a cultivator of the Jindan Realm, what is there to worship, hehe...... Oneiroi Legacy ......"
Ryutsugu shook his head and expressed his disrespect for the "Oneiroi".
When the man bowed, the sword froze in place, because the stone jumped out and hovered over the sea of knowledge, slowly turning.
As the stone turned, a sword saw a glowing filament connecting the man and the statue, and with each word the man spoke, a fist-sized ball of crystal light flowed down the silk thread and poured into the statue.
Not only men, but most of the cultivators and mortals in the temple were like this.
Inside the statue, the crystal light cluster must not be hundreds of zhang in size, and when he glanced at it with a sword, his eyes were almost shaken.
"What is this...... The power of faith?"
"Buzz ......"
The stone shook, and an idea entered the sea of knowledge of a sword.
"The power of faith is indeed the power of faith...... The power of faith is just a variation of the power of divine consciousness, not a very powerful force.
But the power of faith is the evolution of the power of 'life', and Bei Fan is absorbing so much power of faith in order to collect the power of 'life'...... This ......"
The life of a living being, even the life of a cultivator, cannot escape the word "fate".
Faith is a reverence and fanaticism from the heart, and a person who eats and waits for death may burst out with a strong passion for life because of "faith".
Faith contains the good wishes of living beings for the future, and these "expectations", "expectations", or "conjectures" are also the driving force for living beings to change themselves.
It is also a manifestation of "life".
Therefore, the "power of faith" contains the power of "life", and there are infinite possibilities.
When the stone shook again, the power of faith in the statue trembled, and then disappeared, condensed into something like a drop of water, appeared in front of the stone, and was swallowed by the stone in one gulp.
A sword trembled, and his ears heard countless voices of prayer, countless voices of reciting blessings, and countless words and distractions of others.
In an instant, all sounds disappeared as if they had never existed.
The stone turned again, and some white power similar to the power of divine consciousness was discharged, leaving only the core of the "power of faith", the power of "life".
The power discharged came from countless cultivators, and it was very complicated, but with a tremor of the stone, the mixed power was refined into pure soul power, which was injected into the formation of a sword guarding the sea of knowledge.
The formation trembled, and the power was greatly increased.
"This ......"
Yijian was stunned. (To be continued.) )