The Slaughter Demon Lord of the Wilderness

Chapter 71 The Power of Faith
Outside the Blood God Palace, Styx glanced across the sea of ​​blood, and saw that whether it was the Zombie Clan, Abbot Island, or the Asura Clan, they were all living peacefully in their own way.

Slightly nodding, Styx's figure became more and more blurred, and soon disappeared. He has just left the customs, and he does not intend to continue to practice hard. The way of cultivation is the kingly way!
For the next period of time, Styx’s mind was calm, and he traveled to many places in the prehistoric world. The ancient starry sky, the continent and the four seas, one by one hidden worlds of time and space, observed the birth and death of all things, and experienced the rolling of red dust. Styx seemed to understand a lot. It seemed that he didn't understand anything, and the whole person fell into a mysterious state.

In this state, Ming He felt that his comprehension of the Dao of Heaven and Earth was getting deeper, and his temperament became more flat, no longer sharp-edged, and his aura was restrained, as if he had turned into a speck of dust between heaven and earth, inconspicuous at all.

He had been to two ancient stars, the sun and the yin, and on them, he saw the two top heaven and earth spiritual roots, Fusang and Yuegui, which were almost connected with the ancient stars below him, and their roots were deeply embedded in them.

Relying on this, they are extremely powerful. They are a kind of stalwart that even a strong man like Styx cannot shake. In the end, Styx used his great supernatural powers to break off from each of the two spiritual roots. Root branches, transplanted into the inner world of the Chaos Orb, become the spiritual roots of heaven and earth to suppress the inner world, the sun, the sun and the stars.

Styx was above the East China Sea and once again felt the breath of chaotic fragments. However, it only disappeared in a flash, failed to find it, and finally left with regret.

In a vast cloud, Minghe vaguely felt a mysterious and profound fluctuation of power, which was the power of the universe, the power of time, and Minghe was amazed that this cloud gave birth to his own wisdom. He tried to Communicate with it, but get no response.

Styx shook his head, and he didn't force it. It is very difficult for such a different kind to become enlightened, let alone walk on the path of time, so Styx left behind a copy of his understanding of the path of time, and left here.

To meet is to be destined, to leave a chance, and if this cloud can be transformed into Tao in the future, it will also bear a good fruit!
Walking all the way, Styx is like a pious seeker, without the aura of a strong Hunyuan at all, without the blood of killing, the temperament of the whole person begins to become more pure and clean, like a sharp blade, gradually begins to By keeping a low profile and keeping a low profile, his mind also comprehended more truths. The time and prosperity of the world is the most powerful way of killing.

When the rolling wheel of time rolls by, no matter how talented and arrogant you are, if you can't achieve longevity and avoid all kinds of disasters and catastrophes, you will also turn into dust of history and be gradually forgotten by the world.

Over the years, Styx traveled the vast universe, and because he did not intentionally conceal it, he gradually became known to the world, and some forces that had enmity or no enmity with him secretly paid attention to Styx.

When they noticed that Styx was just walking around peacefully, wherever he traveled, and did not initiate any killings, although these forces were puzzled, they did not dare to intervene. Although Styx was defeated by Pan Guzhen last time, this person is still the number one murderer People, no one dares to provoke!
After more than 500 years of living in the wind, eating and sleeping in the open, and understanding the natural avenue of heaven and earth, Styx once again returned to the prehistoric land, and Styx walked to the shore of the East China Sea. This is the original place where the human race lived. There is a vast plain with Xiongyuan. Styx brought the human race to Here, it has also become a holy place for the human race. The three ancestors of the human race, the Suiren clan, the Youchao clan and the Ziyi clan, all lived here.

With the deterrence of the dragon clan and the secret protection of the Mosquito Taoist, although the human race has suffered a lot in the past few years, they have gradually embarked on the road of self-improvement. In addition to the three ancestors who were promoted to Da Luo Jinxian because of their merits, there are also some human races who have been lucky enough to start practicing Taoism Road, although there are no strong people born for a while, it is a beginning. In short, the development of the human race has been prosperous day by day.

On this day, Minghe was standing alone on a mountaintop, looking at the infinite, suddenly, Minghe's heart moved, and he followed Mingming's traction, and he actually saw a scene of surprise.

In the center of Kumahara, where the three ancestors lived, there are two huge halls, where countless human races kowtow and worship!
"Sacrifice?"

Ming He was slightly surprised, and saw that the two huge halls were all empty, except for one altar, which was filled with various offerings, and a statue above it was enshrined.

"There's me too?"

The faces of the two statues are obviously Nuwa, the good fortune human race, and Styx himself.

"Is this the power of faith? Interesting, interesting!"

Styx's eyes brightened in an instant, and he saw strands of milky white light suddenly gathered on the statue that belonged to him. It was the power of faith, very pure!

"The newborn human race is really simple in heart. This power of faith is so pure, it is also very useful to me! And, this is the second thing, this way of human race, in the dark, let me occupy their destiny Part, although it is still very small now, but in the long run, it will be extraordinary!"

Styx quietly watched the human race hold a grand sacrifice under the auspices of the Third Patriarch, his eyes were flickering, very mysterious and profound.

"Wow!"

With a pinch of the magic formula in Ming He's hand, the void in front of him suddenly trembled, and strands of milky white power of faith seeped out of it, flowing into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Buzz!"

In an instant, Styx absorbed the power of faith, and soon his soul felt a burst of coolness, and his whole mind entered a state of great calm in an instant, neither thinking nor not thinking, dark and indifferent, mysterious and profound.

This pure power of belief is very strange, as if it is a catalyst, making Styx closer to the Dao. This is a red dust road, with endless Dao rhymes lingering, mysterious and mysterious. At this moment, Styx seems to feel the purest in the hearts of countless human races belief, that is gratitude to him, admiration, etc., and so on.

"The way of faith is also extraordinary!"

After a long time, Styx woke up from his epiphany, and murmured, "The insight generated by refining the power of faith just now has made some progress in his cultivation. This is a connection between the two ways, or it can be It is said that different paths lead to the same goal, whether it is the way of killing or the way of faith, they are all extremely profound, and after comprehending to the end, they can be detached!
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