God and mystery

Chapter 265
The visitor was not kind, this was the first word that came to mind of the mournful man.

Who is coming, this is the second word that pops up in my heart.

What power is this?
Can you follow the law?

Just a word of sitting, my body seems to be out of my control, there is an irresistible force to suppress myself, sitting on the altar forcibly, I want to turn into a wooden sculpture again, no longer have the ability of autonomy .

"You, it's you! Thank you for saving my life!"

Liu Zimin recovered from the powerless suffocation just now, and the magic power in his body re-manifested, and he was in the state of three flowers gathering at the top.

This is the orthodox practice with a sect. Xishan Daoyuan may not be considered a famous sect in the whole world, but in the area around Yingtian, it can be regarded as a leader in the circle of monks.

Among the young disciples, it is not surprising that the talented ones have the cultivation base of three flowers gathering at the top. Those sects that are number one in the world, and the talented ones in those sects, at this age, perhaps all Already cultivated to become an Earth Immortal.

If it weren't for the fixed number of 12 years in the practice, perhaps the Huangting Realm and the Xiantian Realm would emerge endlessly.

The father and daughter of the Shen family were also in front of the palace gate, looking at the scene in front of them very blankly.

"As the Xuezheng of Nanguo Zijian, I have been to half of the seventy or eighty temples in Yingtian Mansion, and this Tianxu Temple is no exception, but this hall... I never knew there was another hall here! "

"Since ancient times, what gods have been enshrined here?"

Shen Xing didn't understand that although this temple is small, the incense has always been very strong, because it enshrines the generals who died here in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty, but now there is an extra hall here, and looking at the layout, it seems that This is the real main hall.

Incense enshrined to the gods can replace peaches to death. These things, more or less, have been learned from strange stories in the market, folk novels about ghosts and gods, or from the mouths of some passing monks. There are quite a few, but they are not gods, and they dare to come in to eat incense in any temple.

And it is also very particular, if the incense is floating straight, then they will not be able to eat it, if the incense is floating crookedly, it can enter their mouths.

Therefore, in some temples, incense boys are enshrined. The function of this kind of boy god is to suppress the wind. If there is no wind, the incense will float straight up, and will not be touched by lonely souls and wild ghosts.

However, something happened that made Shen Xing even more incomprehensible.

Ji Xiang opened his mouth slightly at this moment.

For an instant.

All the wafting, yellow scents of incense in the main hall rushed towards Ji Xiang like flowing clouds and haze, and inhaled all of them from his mouth and nose, leaving no trace of the wind and clouds.

On the high platform, the dejected god was also dumbfounded.

香火
was eaten!
This is not because he is not in the position, but in front of his own face, making himself sit down and never stand up again, and then eating up his own incense.

At this moment, there seemed to be a vibrating sound from nothingness, reminding him, reminding him of the past.

He used to be like this too, eating the incense of other gods!
Those who eat the incense of others will eventually be eaten by others?
I am a god, a people's god worshiped by thousands of families. Although now, my temple has been destroyed in the turmoil of the past, and my existence has changed from a god in the past to a wandering ghost, but after the turmoil , There must be reconstruction, and the alternation of rise and fall is a kind of cyclical principle in the world.

Even if the temple is rebuilt, the god enshrined is no longer himself.

But as long as he still exists in the temple, he can use this grand incense to reshape his divine body.

Just a little bit is all it takes.

There is no need to block the path of the gods who will come later.

But such borrowing of incense will naturally arouse the suspicion of the incense holders in the temple.

In the past, some scattered monks, or Jianghu Taoists, or Buddhist monks, found their own footsteps and existence during the period when they recovered their strength. They either set up altars, or used talisman water , or exerting the power of Buddhist vows, wanting to expel, smash, and save oneself.

No matter what they said, or how they came from, these monks didn't believe it.

But, this is his own temple.

Could it be that after thousands of years, not only did the temple disappear, but even if he wanted to eat some of the incense of the later gods, he would not be allowed?

So those people died, with the help of all kinds of incredible powers, and at the same time, because their own cultivation was not at home.

Afterwards, no worries.

Not only to take the incense of the god of the future, but even the existence of the god of the future must become his own puppet.

There is nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to be sad about.

It turns out that my past has long since died with the death of those people in the past. After thousands of years of turmoil, how many times has this Yingtian Mansion been turned into ruins and rebuilt?I was just lucky, not completely reduced to a lonely ghost in this turmoil. Fortunately, there are still people building temples, fortunately, there are still people offering incense. vitality.

Therefore, incense is an extremely important thing.

It must not be obtained by outsiders. As long as you master the incense, the body condensed by the god of the future can be replaced by yourself, and you can change many identities and continue to survive in the world.

The divine power will not weaken anymore, but will gradually increase.

When one's own strength becomes stronger, as long as one does not want to manifest this real palace, no outsider will be able to enter it.

And now.

The monk in front of him.

Dare to eat your own incense!
"you wanna die!"

He yelled loudly, but his ass seemed to be covered with glue. No matter how he moved, he couldn't stand up. It would be too embarrassing to squat and fight. Feeling that his arms were no longer restrained, his hands instantly became different. Big and long!
The arm twisted and pressed over.

Then it was broken and turned into incense and disappeared without a trace.

Ji Xiang said: "I'm not interested in enjoying the arm of the god of fire. All I need is your statue and the one in the side hall. As for you"

"The left guard general."

"You are the essence of wandering souls gathered in ancient times. Your voice is like a giant tiger and fierce stone, but the world does not accept it. You have rich experience, because many wandering souls have merged with you, and those incomplete memories have become part of you. .”

"Among the gods of the people, it belongs to one of the eight extreme gods, and was born by the mutual interaction between the hearts of humans and gods."

"It is a god born of wish, and it is also handy for the use of wish."

"But you have done a lot of evil things and killed a lot. I'm afraid it's time for you to die now."

On the altar, the burly man with a mournful face showed shock.

Except for Lu Wang and the others, no one has spoken his real name for a long time.

The arm was broken in an instant. General Zuo Shou looked at Ji Xiang's calm face, as if he felt a sense of comfort after having just had a full meal, and great fear suddenly rose in his heart.

Destroying incense and eating other people's incense are definitely not behaviors at the same level.

It is easy to destroy the incense, destroy the temple, destroy the statue, destroy the soul, everything dissipates, and even those wishes have nowhere to attach, and eating incense means that the object of sacrifice has changed in an instant.

There are many thoughts, and they shoot at strangers.

Even more evil to the devil.

A terrifying sense of oppression suddenly rose in his heart.

Together with the evil thoughts, they are no longer righteous gods.

Those who dare to see the devil not knock!
This sense of oppression suddenly caused his own incense to overflow, which made the left guard general very frightened.

But there should be nothing to fear!

"I don't know what strange spell you used!"

"You black-clothed monster!"

"But I'm a god at the level of an earth immortal!"

"I'm just sitting here, you can't kill me."

Ji Xiang's voice reached his ears.

"The evil gods steal folk temples and receive incense from the people."

"Chop."

Ji Xiang opened his mouth slightly, exhaled, and a white light floated out, which was the Zijin Danjian.

Guanghua turned.

The Dan sword circled around the god's head, like a fleeting shadow, it happened in a flash and arrived in an instant!

The head of General Zuo Shou separated from the god's body and flew under the altar, a stream of incense was cut off and could no longer be reunited!
Even on the statue, there is a deep sword mark on the neck!

When the god's head fell to the ground, Ji Xiang stretched out his hand to point, and suddenly bursts of vitality wrapped the god's head, then beckoned to call Miss Shen, and said:

"Let's play with this god head, use it as a target for the Golden Light Curse."

The little girl was very curious about everything when she first entered the door of practice. Because she opened her wisdom early, she was not too afraid of life and death. The color was different from the dead man's stiff and numb face.

Shen Yixiu suddenly felt sad, and said to General Zuo Shou: "You are so pitiful."

General Zuo Shou blinked, his head was blocked by Yuan Qi, and he couldn't use his magic power. He couldn't believe that he was killed in an instant, a god general at the level of an earth immortal.

"Not impossible."

"I was killed?"

Shen Yixiu nodded, General Zuo Shou's expression changed from stunned to furious!
"I was killed?!"

"I'm so poor!"

Liu Zimin opened his mouth wide and looked at the little girl Shen touching the general's head, slightly frightened: "Little lady, this guy is not pitiful at all! He just wanted to kill me!"

"I don't know him at all! This kind of god, no. He is a wandering soul! That senior just said it! He is not a god at all!"

"I am God!"

General Zuo Shou was already in anger. Hearing this sentence, he almost jumped into a rage, but he had no body, only his head was controlled by the vitality of the surrounding world, and he couldn't move at all.

"When I was a god, none of your ancestors were born! I have seen this Yingtian Mansion destroyed three times and rebuilt three times! How old are you! You damned fellow who was not affected by wishes, why, why did you leave Influence! If you were killed by me just now, I will also."

Miss Shen suddenly interrupted: "You are so pitiful."

"You are gathered by wandering souls, right? What you see are the memories of wandering souls?"

"You are a god, but who are you? Why do you want to kill people even though you are a god?"

General Zuo Shou said angrily: "You little girl, are you laughing at me now!"

"When I was protecting the people as a god, your ancestors didn't even know where they were!"

"I don't need the pity of mortals! When the people I protect die, the new people will forget me. I just use incense to restore my existence, and they will fight and kill me."

"Ordinary people have no memory, and mortals are the least able to understand good and evil. But if someone treats them a little better, they say it is good and take it for granted. But if someone treats them badly, they think it is evil." And to kill them all."

"Don't pity me, because you don't deserve it. There are too many gods like me in this world! I have heard of some stupid people who burned the temple because they sacrificed in the temple and got sick when they returned home; I I have also seen some people ask the gods to manifest themselves in the temple, but instead restrain the gods and use them for their own driving!"

"I'm doing things for others now. Since it's some kind of evil deed, I've expected to end up like this. I just didn't expect it to come so suddenly!"

Miss Shen said: "But you still protected some people, so you used to be a good person."

"Killing is wrong."

General Zuo Shou stopped talking, just smiled angrily, then closed his eyes and waited for death, Miss Shen also recited the golden light mantra, the faint golden light is only at the level of beginners, and it needs the help of the spell on her body to cast it , the power is very small, maybe it can't even kill ordinary little frogs with a little evil spirit.

This debate seems to be fruitless.

Liu Zimin shook his head repeatedly.

"Who cares about your past? Why should others know about your past? All I know is that I almost died, and you are not a good thing now. That's fine."

On the head of the left guard general, he saw bursts of white smoke.

White smoke rushed out of Ji Xiang's body.

Then, I and the god are not, it should be said, the soul is completely separated from the "identity of the people's god" that I have cultivated for thousands of years.

He was amazed, bewildered, and utterly terrified.

Not only him, Liu Zimin was also dumbfounded, only Shen's father and daughter couldn't understand.

"What is this doing?"

"This, this is the form and spirit, shaping the form and spirit? How could this be done by a monk?!"

Liu Zimin's eyes widened.

At this time, Ji Xiang captured the identity of the people's god in the statue with the sky-bright smoke, and condensed it into a god.

At this time, Ji Xiang didn't know that the gods created by the immortals in the Changbai Mountain area with the help of a certain heavenly palace in Lishanhe were actually very similar to the temporary gods created by Tongtian Mingyan at this time.

With the god in hand, the next step is to use incense to shape the body and spirit.

And the left guard general has turned into a lonely ghost, his head soon began to disappear into nothingness, like black and white smoke, and his eyes were still looking at the new man until the moment before disappearing. The "God" that appeared.

That is another self.

Shaped by incense, his form and spirit were given by this black-clothed monk. His appearance was exactly the same as his own, except that he lacked that ferocious heart.

And the bursts of power in Ji Xiang's body finally made him remember what existence was related to before he died.

"The devil is shaping the gods."

"This kind of thing."

"how can that be possible."

The soul drifted away and died, leaving only the incredible lingering sound.

(End of this chapter)