I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 218 I want to see God
Lu Zhen looked down at himself.

He was standing in the middle of the entire confined space.

Under the feet is a dazzling and complex pattern, covering an area of ​​two meters around the body, composed of abstract patterns and geometric patterns, full of exotic mysterious colors, a bit like a western magic circle.

Countless filaments of gray mist rose from the pattern and pierced into his skin, locking him in place like a chain, making him unable to move.

As soon as the gray mist entered his meridians, it blocked his perception and control of Qi in some weird way.

The black and yellow qi in the upper dantian fell into silence, and even the qi group of Lao Nong Gong in the lower dantian did not respond. It seemed that his will had also fallen into a deep sleep, and the vague relationship with Lu Zhen had been completely severed.

This does not belong to the category of qi... Lu Zhen frowned and looked at the gray filaments around his body, even Lao Nong Gong couldn't do anything about it.

This is the first time he has encountered restrictions on the old nong work since he obtained the mysterious old nong work.

Lao Nong Gong can comb Qi, since it is useless to this thing, then the fog obviously does not belong to Qi, at least not pure Qi.

Karzai stared at Lu Zhen frantically: "Oriental people, you are really the best sacrifice! It is a gift from God to us... In the whole land, no one is more suitable for this position than you."

Countless pairs of eyes came to watch, but no one spoke. Karzai's voice echoed in the space, and the atmosphere was unusually strange.

Lu Zhen looked at Karzai and said calmly, "No, there is another person who is more suitable for this position than me."

Karzai smiled and said, "Are you talking about the elders? Of course the elders are suitable, but with the prestige of the elders, they are the most unsuitable characters now... If our Mahdi reappears, you say the elders will What kind of posture should we take to face the Mahdi?"

"As long as the elder worships Mahdi devoutly, then in this land, what excuses do other people have for disobeying Mahdi? Elder, I expect Mahdi to conquer his heart..."

"Oriental people, pray to Allah devoutly, feel the mighty power of Allah, dedicate your body to Allah is your right way, don't make unnecessary struggles, and being one with Mahdi is your supreme glory."

"Since it is the highest honor." Lu Zhen said coldly, "then you should be the most suitable for this position."

Karzai was startled, then shook his head in disappointment: "The supreme glory of being one with the Mahdi is not the only thing I want? Countless people behind me want it... Unfortunately, the most suitable person is you."

A man in a black robe pushed his way through the fanatical crowd, bowed and handed Karzai the disc in his hand.

"Well done." Karzai caught the disc and praised.

The man in the black robe was greatly encouraged, and the eyes exposed outside the black robe became as fanatical as the believers: "May the Mahdi come to the world!"

"Did you see this?" Karzai looked at the disc in his hand, the complex pattern on it was somewhat similar to the one under Lu Zhen's feet.

"Since you entered the Wakhan Corridor, you have killed many people and injured more people. The seven of them are practitioners from your country who died directly or indirectly in your hands. They are all considered strong..."

He bent down and placed the disk in the depression left by the border of the pattern.

The disc fits perfectly into the depression.

There are five more such depressions, distributed circularly around the edges of the complex pattern.

The disc glows with a faint blue light.

The light was like a fuse, and the pattern under Lu Zhen also lit up little by little.

One after another, ferocious spirit bodies emerged from the disk, and roared silently at Lu Zhen.

Some of Lu Zhen felt familiar, but some of them had no impression at all, and they were probably the ones he dismissed casually.

What makes him feel weird is that there seems to be a strange connection between himself and those spirit bodies.

Following that connection, one of the spirit bodies crashed into Lu Zhen's body first, and the rest of the spirit bodies crashed into Lu Zhen's body one after another.

More gray mist was generated and pierced under Lu Zhen's skin.

The roar sounded directly in the consciousness, and the cold feeling spread quickly to the whole body, and Lu Zhen's brain became a little dizzy.

He glanced at Karzai and the woman in black robe in front of him, and his intuition told him that some places seemed to be different, but he couldn't tell what was different.

Seeing the vision, a low "Mahdi" sounded first among the fanatical onlookers, followed by "Mahdi" one after another.

In the end, there was only one deafening voice: "Mahdi!"

Karzai waited for the frantic atmosphere to fall from the peak, and then he raised his hand to stop their shouting.

The venue fell into an eerie silence again.

The fanaticism in those countless pairs of eyes was even worse.

Looking at Lu Zhen, it seemed that he was no longer looking at himself, but saw the "Mahdi" who was about to come into the world with the help of Lu Zhen.

Karzai squatted down and drew a strange pattern with his index finger on the periphery of the disc embedded in the depression: "Your soul is not enough. Mahdi will definitely need more soul power when he comes into the world."

Lu Zhen shook his head, trying his best to maintain his clarity: "Sara is also one of yours?"

"How can it be said that they are our people? The correct statement is that we and Sara are both Mahdi's people... Sara broke away from the imprisonment of the elders and ran to Mahdi. It is us, and the real Mahdi is right. The victory of evil."

Karzai stood up: "If there is no Sara, how can we monitor your every move and keep you in our hands? So, I always think that Sara is a gift from God, just like you."

He closed his eyes, as if sensing something.

"Here we come." After a while, he opened his eyes again and looked behind Lu Zhen.

Another man in a black robe hurried over, squeezed his way through the crowd, and handed another identical disc to Karzai.

Lu Zhen lowered his head and looked at the increasingly bright pattern on the ground: "Your Mahdi has disappeared for more than 1000 years. Do you believe that the one you finally summoned must be Mahdi?"

Hearing Lu Zhen's words, Karzai, who was about to put the next disc into the depression, looked up at Lu Zhen: "Mahdi is hiding away, not disappearing, and what we did was not calling Mahdi. How can a mortal have the qualifications to summon Mahdi? What we did was to guide Mahdi's will."

"What kind of existence is your Mahdi? Close to the legendary god?" Lu Zhen asked.

There was only pure curiosity in his eyes, as if he was simply discussing this issue with Karzai.

In such an environment, Karzai was stunned by his eyes without any negative emotions.

He has seen countless people, including devout Allah believers and hypocrites, but he has never seen anyone who can maintain such pure eyes when undergoing the test of Allah.

"Your soul is crystal clear, without any impurities. Even among countless believers, I have never seen anyone with eyes like yours..."

"Is this the secret that you are so young but so powerful? Besides Allah, who can create such a miracle? Every time I live in the world, my belief in Allah will become stronger."

Karzai piously put the disc into the depression on Lu Zhen's left side.

As before, the disc fits perfectly into the recess.

Lu Zhen suddenly said sincerely: "Allah... If your god really exists, I really want to see him, even without your actions, I still want to see him."

Now that the fairy gods in oriental legends have disappeared without a trace, and those who have become immortals are also hard to find, so does this Allah, who claims to show the world with miracles and has countless followers, really exists?
If it exists, what is its state now?
Seeking the Tao, seeking the Tao... Even if you have been enlightened for dozens of years, how can you compare with what you get when you see a god?
After experiencing reincarnation on Mount Yuzhu, Lu Zhen had a brief experience of being in harmony with the Dafa King.

But just as Dafa said, since that special sutra returned to normal, he now recalls his experience from the perspective of a third person.

Even though his state of mind has inadvertently become more detached, there are still many unanswered questions in his heart.

Once, he asked the old heavenly master some questions, but the old heavenly master did not give him the answer.

In the short experience of being in the Tao, he already knew that the Dharma King, who has hundreds of years of wisdom, could not answer his questions.

If he could see this Allah, or the Messenger of Allah, then the many questions in his mind might be answered...

The thirst for knowledge was so strong that it was almost crazy, but Lu Zhen's eyes were still extremely calm.

"The miracles of Allah are displayed before your eyes all the time, why do you still doubt the existence of Allah?" Karzai said gently, "If there is no God, then what is our faith? What we can feel, with faith and our What is the connected supreme being?"

"Your soul is far more pure than ordinary people, and you are closer to Allah... Go, meet the Messenger of Allah, and you will know the greatness of Allah!"

The disk slowly lights up.

The pattern under Lu Zhen's feet became brighter, reflecting a deep blue in his eyes.

Seven spirit bodies appeared from the disk, same as the original spirit bodies. After roaring ferociously at Lu Zhen, they crashed into Lu Zhen's body one after another.

As the temperature of his body dropped further, the blood on Lu Zhen's face completely faded, turning into a deep purple, and he looked no different from a dead person.

His head became more dizzy.

In the middle of the muddle, there were messy voices.

It was as if countless people were shouting in his ears, so that he couldn't hear what those people were shouting clearly.

But a will emerged from his body, making him must hear clearly what those voices were calling.

Those voices seemed to have a fatal attraction to the will he felt...

The noisy voices gradually merged into one.

Lu Zhen heard it clearly, it was—Mahdi!

His consciousness continued to rise with the sound.

Karzai and the zealots became what he looked down on.

His own body has also become a strange third person.

He's in a very strange state right now.

I lost my emotions and reason, and watched everything shrinking in front of me completely as a witness.

After penetrating the roof, Lu Zhen knew that the place he was in was a monastery.

He no longer felt surprised, and took everything for granted.

Consciousness continues to rise.

The dome below keeps shrinking.

The streets and houses that come into view are also shrinking.

The outline of the entire city of Nuristan slowly appeared in Lu Zhen's vision.

A huge and complex pattern that included the entire city of Nuristan also appeared in his eyes.

He saw Allawi somewhere in Nuristan City, and also saw Sara beside Allawi.

But he knew that was not Sarah's real body.

Sweeping his gaze, he saw a figure with a graceful figure not far from Alavi.

The house separated this figure from Alavi, blocking each other's view.

An idea came to mind—this is Sarah.

Although he didn't know why, Lu Zhen knew that this was the truth.

The line of sight continued to rise, and Lu Zhen saw the young girl "house prostitute" whom he saw not long after entering the city.

She is praying at this time.

Not just girls.

There are the disabled praying, the blind praying, the widows praying, the orphans praying...

Countless dense voices emerged from nothing, from small to large, and finally converged into a single sentence - Mahdi!

There was a roar in his head, as if passing through a special space, the voice in Lu Zhen's consciousness disappeared, and he fell into absolute silence.

Messy fragments flashed, and the soul that did not belong to Lu Zhen condensed in his body, as if another soul was formed to carry the will.

At a certain moment, those patchwork souls melted into his consciousness, and a faint idea came into his mind: He is the Mahdi, the Mahdi who has been hiding for more than 900 years!

But, he is Lu Zhen...

Immediately, a serious repulsive emotion arose in his consciousness, suppressing that Mahdi's consciousness.

Suddenly, a chaotic figure appeared in front of Lu Zhen.

Vision gradually became clear.

Karzai and the woman under the black turban were watching him with far more pious eyes than before, seeming to have been infected by fanaticism and lost the last of their sanity.

And the fanatics behind Karzai had already prostrated themselves on the ground, chanting "Mahdi" in a low voice.

"The will of the Mahdi...that is the will of the Mahdi!" Karzai murmured, "Eastern, have you felt...the supreme will of the Mahdi? That is the Mahdi...his seclusion for 900 Year of the Mahdi!"

The woman beside him spoke for the first time under the frenzy: "The final judgment is coming, justice and justice are coming to the world!"

The dizziness in his consciousness made Lu Zhen a little dazed: "Mahdi...it's a pity that I didn't see it."

Although the split Mahdi's consciousness was weak, Lu Zhen felt that there seemed to be some problems with that will, at least it did not match the messenger of God he understood.

But does the rumored Mahdi who disappeared for more than 1000 years really exist?
"Oriental people, you will see Mahdi right away! You will be one with him right away!" Karzai closed his eyes and said frantically, "Come on, come on... as long as all five discs are in place, you will be one with him!" When the Mahdi comes."

Lu Zhen shook his head: "It's a pity that I don't want to be Mahdi, I just want to talk to him..."

"Oriental people, being one with the Mahdi is your supreme honor and unchangeable destiny."

Karzai turned his head and looked towards a certain direction in the crowd: "Two discs, two more... Easterners, don't struggle anymore, five discs are coming soon, you..."

There was the sound of a sharp weapon cutting his clothes, and Karzai was cut in half from his chest without warning.

The upper body slowly slid down and fell to the ground, but there was no blood.

A tall, shirtless figure suddenly appeared beside Karzai.

The woman following Karzai reacted in an instant.

When Karzai's upper body fell to the ground, the short dagger that appeared in her right hand pierced into the ribs of the huge figure nearly two meters tall, and then her right hand was crushed by a huge sharp claw. catch.

The other sharp claw cut through the air, and it seemed that even the space was cut at the same time. After cutting through the woman's neck, the woman no longer tried to pull out the dagger.

Her gaze moved slightly, and she met a pair of eyes that were as black as black holes.

"Mamel..."

His head fell, and his vision was plunged into darkness.

Numerous pairs of eyes watched the turning point in front of them dully. No one reacted. Karzai and the woman died so easily.

The tall figure suddenly turned around, and the sharp claws in his hand cut the ground under Lu Zhen's body, cutting the ground into several pieces like cutting tofu.

The gray mist that restrained Lu Zhen dissipated, and Lu Zhen walked out of the complex patterns under his body.

The pressure on his body disappeared immediately, and he felt the surging qi in his dantian again.

Looking across the sluggish believers, Lu Zhen asked, "Does anyone want to see God?"

No one answered.

Lu Zhen suddenly looked at Karzai's body.

"Almost killed by you..."

The initial "almost" came from the upper half of Karzai's body, but the last few words came from the crowd of believers.

The two corpses on the ground disappeared like a phantom, and another Karzai walked out of the crowd under the disbelieving eyes of the believers.

Looking at Lu Zhen and Mamel who was standing next to Lu Zhen like a puppet, he sighed, "When will the test given to us by Allah be over?"

Lu Zhen was surprised: "Is it an illusion?"

"No." Karzai shook his head, "It's the power of Allah!"

"Eastern people, your resistance is futile. All this has long been predestined by the omniscient and omnipotent Allah."

……

When the gray mist became thicker, Allawi vaguely heard many prayers.

He touched the hair of the girl in front of him again, and said gently, "Sarah, I should go."

Sara was not surprised: "Even if you find a way to subdue my real body while preventing me from killing people, it's too late for you to pass by now. That oriental man may have been sacrificed."

"Little Sara, you are wrong again this time." Alavi smiled and pointed in front of him, "Look."

In the direction Aravi pointed, the hazy scene gradually became clear, and those things seemed to have regained their sense of existence.

Sara stared blankly at the scene in front of her. After a while, she shook her head and said, "Elder, it's useless for you to go there. Karzai has already prepared for it, and the oriental man still can't escape."

"Maybe." Aravi walked forward. "Then let's go and see together, Sara?"

(End of this chapter)