Among the practitioners of Taiqing Zhenshu, Zhang Xuezhou has the highest level, and then it is Zhang Manqian and Ren Anran's turn.
The reason why Zhang Manqian releases Taiqing Zhenshu is that she needs it and has the ability to explode mentally. The Yin-Yang Great Compassion Nine Heavens Mantra she practices is more suitable for releasing Taiqing Zhenshu, and Zhang Manqian's cultivation level is not low.
However, Ren Anran's practice was the last to come first. As if he had a lot of practice experience, practice was just an old path for Ren Anran. Ren Anran accumulated a lot of practice realm very quickly, and the level of Taiqing Zhenshu was almost as good as Zhang Xuezhou's release from the heart.
The miracle of God Tuer naturally needs to be displayed, and the performer is not released by Ren Shengsheng, nor does Zhang Xuezhou need to force it, but Ren Anran, the new successor who has obtained the soul jade, performs it.
After narrating a mantra, Ren Shengsheng continued to narrate Taiqing Zhenshu.
He bowed his head respectfully and listened under the statue, but Turcolandot's expression was complicated.
She was too familiar with Ren Sheng.
As long as she heard the voice, she knew who the other person was, without asking why the other person became like this.
This also made her understand why this god remained silent in the medical room and did not communicate with her.
"One god, one successor... I am sending the entire Tu'er tribe away!"
If we had just given away Ren Sheng's son and daughter before, now we have included the entire Tu'er tribe.
As long as anyone opens his mouth to point at her at this time, everything Turcolando has will be annihilated.
With a violent heartbeat and slight sweat on his forehead, Turcolando also found it difficult to feel at ease while standing in the temple. He barely listened to a word of the magical content that Ren Shengsheng said.
"The gods have favored me, and I will show you this matching divine technique!"
After the explanation of Taiqing Zhenshu was completed, Ren Shengsheng's body dispersed into a cloud of mist, and then returned to the Soul Jade.
It was everyone's turn to start the next thing, but Turcolandot still leaned forward and seemed to be a little slow to react, so Ren Anran had to stand up.
At this time, after listening to the message from God, some people dared to raise their heads, and there were many brave people who peeked at the sound in the palm of the statue, trying to see the new form of God.
But more people are attracted by Ren Anran's voice.
He looked at the former successor Turkaranduo, and then at Ren Anran, who was wearing a feather robe, a divine crown, and holding a soul jade in his hand.
Ren Anran's Tur language was somewhat stammering, but this did not hinder the understanding of many people.
It is obvious that under the auspices of the chiefs and elders, God's favor has been transferred.
As for the process, it is fascinating.
But many people were quickly attracted by Ren Anran.
She took out a golden knife under the statue, and then slashed her arm, and blood quickly fell down her arm.
When everyone thought that Ren Anran was going to perform a bloodletting ceremony to show his loyalty to God, they saw Ren Anran mumbling words. When his fingers pressed against the wound, the flowing blood stopped immediately.
When he thought again, Ren Anran had wiped his sleeve on his arm, leaving only a faint scar mark.
"The divine art given to our clan by the gods is healing. As long as more people learn the divine art and cooperate with our paladin warriors, our clan will be invincible!"
Ren Anran stretched out his arms and shouted towards the top of the shrine.
There were some scattered sounds that followed.
Obviously, Ren Anran was somewhat unsuccessful in doing this kind of thing.
First, Ren Anran held the ceremony in a hurry and never officially took office, which led to a lack of prestige.
Secondly, the technique displayed by Ren Anran was not visible to everyone. It was only limited to the people in the front row, and the people behind could not see it even if they stretched their necks.
The third point is that the chiefs and elders did not respond. Instead, they focused their eyes and minds on the 'God Tur' in the center of the palm of the statue.
"Ahem!"
Turcolando coughed twice and pointed to himself.
"You release the magic on me, and then give it to the first elder, second elder, and third elder..."
The ability of the divine breath can make Turcolando do things extremely easily. As long as God's will is conveyed and she suppresses the elders when relaying it, the elders will obey.
But now it is another ability.
This requires real-life demonstrations.
When the golden knife was taken back, Turcolando also carefully made a cut on his arm.
"Magic!"
When Ren Anran released the Taiqingzhen Technique that was invisible to the naked eye, Turcolando couldn't help but cry out, feeling that Ren had done something that was difficult for her to understand in her life.
"Great Elder, come on!"
The scar on his hand was almost healed, and Turcolando also began to signal to the elders.
"It's... it's really bloody!"
A shot of anesthesia gun was put into his front foot, a steel needle was inserted into his throat and he almost choked to death, and his back foot was about to be bled. Even though the great elder believed fervently in God, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened in his heart.
"Do it yourself!"
Turcolandot held out the golden knife.
She led the way and the elders obviously followed suit.
The great elder's body trembled, and hundreds of eyes were focused on him, which forced the great elder to do something even if he didn't want to.
He raised the golden knife and carefully cut a blood groove on his arm.
When the blood was left, Ren Anran released Taiqingzhen Technique in a leisurely manner.
"The bleeding has really stopped and my wound has healed," the elder said excitedly, "Cha Lanqing, come and try it!"
"Let me try!"
With someone taking the lead and setting an example, the great elder was safe again, and the elders felt relieved and became more courageous.
Some made wounds on their arms, some made wounds on their legs, and some used knives to cut their chests and abdomen.
When the fifth elder cut off four of his fingers with a knife, Ren Anran couldn't help but feel a little scared of these fanatical believers.
"Elder, I have just received divine grace, and the divine magic will not be able to fully restore it to you for a while!"
"Clan leader, what about you?"
"Chief, take action!"
“Can you ask God to help?”
The fifth elder looked at his four broken fingers and felt his rapidly fading physical energy. He did not panic at all.
As long as God's grace envelopes him, he has nothing to fear.
And he did feel his wounds healing.
"The grace of God has enveloped me, and my broken fingers have been reattached, everyone, look!"
The fifth elder frantically raised his severed finger and moved it towards the fault where he was bleeding crazily. He saw that the flesh sprouts appeared in a short time and then continued to connect with the flesh.
"When casting spells from afar, realm is indeed the most important prerequisite for spells!"
No matter how smooth the spellcasting is, if it lacks sufficient realm, it will inevitably lack the power of the spell.
Ren Anran looked at these fanatics, but fortunately Zhang Xuezhou was at the rear to rescue them, otherwise today's magical display would have been greatly compromised.
The path to realm cultivation is extremely special, and the power of the magic it brings is even more peculiar. They had previously determined that it was enough to confuse the ancients, but it is obviously not bad for using it to confuse today's believers.
If they did this kind of thing in the Red Alliance, they would most likely be reported as engaging in demagogic feudal superstitious activities, but in the Tour tribe it was almost just fine.
After the crazy fifth elder showed off, the sincere sixth elder became even more fanatical and cut off his left hand with a single blow.
This is a difficult medical situation for Zhang Xuezhou, who is mentally traumatized and difficult to carry out detailed treatment.
He looked at the Sixth Elder who raised his severed hand and narrowed his eyes slightly.
And in the soul jade, the real anger of God Tur also came.
"Stupid thing!"
Huang cursed lowly and uttered bursts of violent primitive ancient language.
Being suppressed by Ren Anran and Ren Yisheng at the same time, and being coerced by Ren Yisheng, he had no choice but to start helping to solve the trouble.
(End of chapter)
