That night.
Dark clouds cover the moon, and a few dim stars hang sparsely and brightly in the sky.
In a wild forest deep in the mountains, a group of warriors wearing gray attire and carrying long swords came to guard a black carriage in the middle. They looked like they were worn by the world. They looked like they were either guards or bodyguards. .
Seeing that the stars were fading, and after a day's journey, the people and horses were exhausted, so the leader, an old man with a beard, signaled the team to stop and rest where they were.
"Zhang San, Li Cheng, you two go pick up some hay and firewood to keep the three nobles warm."
"yes!"
The old man with beard called two young men, and they left together.
"Guan Ling, you, Ma Han, Zhao Chong and the others go to the nearby area and take a look. If there are wild animals, kill them on the spot without disturbing the nobles."
"yes!"
"Mr. Wang, why did you stop?" After a while, a gentle female voice sounded from the carriage.
Hearing this, the old man with the beard walked up to the carriage, bowed and said, "Madam, we have been walking for a day. We can walk, but the horse needs to take a breather and eat some fodder to rest. Otherwise, I may not be able to cover much distance tomorrow."
"I didn't think carefully." At this time, the curtain of the carriage was opened, and a lady leaned out with an apologetic smile on her face. She had exquisite makeup, she was no more than thirty years old, and she was wearing a light blue dress. Mattress shirt, covered with white fox fur.
As soon as the curtain of the carriage was opened, a stream of hot air came out from inside. When it came into contact with the cold air outside the carriage, it condensed into water vapor.
At this time, two little heads poked out from the young woman's side. They were both eleven or twelve-year-old girls, born with beautiful faces. Their clothes were purple and green, and they were also wrapped in white fox fur. When they breathed, hot air spurted out, and their little faces turned red from the cold, making them look very cute.
"Young lady, you are serious." The old man with beard quickly bowed and saluted.
"Let's take a rest here today. It just so happens that the charcoal in the hand stove is no longer hot." The young woman got out of the carriage and took out a copper octagonal hand stove with a pattern of magpies surrounding plum blossoms carved from her arms.
Although they were in the wild, the team seemed to be well prepared. After a while, a fire was lit, a boiler was set up, and broth was cooked.
A servant who looked like a cook came forward and put the seasonings on. Then he cut the dry and hard meat and dough into small pieces with scissors and threw them into the soup.
After the meal was cooked, the young woman and the two little girls ate first. Although the others moved their index fingers, they did not start until the three of them had finished eating.
After she was full, the young woman took the hand stove that the servant had heated and returned to the carriage with the two little girls.
As for the rest of the people, they could only wrap themselves in sheets taken out from the carriage behind them and drink broth to keep out the cold in the cold wind.
"This damn weather changes at any time. It's so cold!"
"That's right, it's really freezing!"
Several warriors complained softly.
"By the way, when I was collecting firewood just now, I saw an abandoned Tianzun Temple there. We can go there to spend the night. At least we have a place to protect ourselves from the wind and rain." At this time, Li Cheng suddenly said.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Several people who complained about the cold weather immediately shouted. Later, some people even had the courage to go to the old man with beard, Mr. Wang, who was in charge. At this time, except for Mr. Wang, the martial artist, who agreed, they could not make the decision. .
After several people approached Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang went to seek advice from the eldest mistress. After receiving the agreement, they rushed towards the ruined temple.
The young woman took her two children and entered the temple under the protection of a group of warriors.
I saw a statue of a young man with a solemn appearance standing in the middle of the hall. However, it seemed that the golden paint on the surface of the statue had faded due to being abandoned for too long.
"Slow down!" The young woman suddenly spoke when she saw the statue, stopping everyone from entering the temple.
"Young Mistress?!" Mr. Wang didn't notice anything was wrong, but he still held the knife in one hand and looked around with a wary expression.
At this time, the young woman knelt down on the ground with an extremely pious expression and muttered: "Believing daughter He, please see the Zhentian Martial Spirit to bless the Holy Emperor."
"Mom! What are you doing? The ground is so dirty!" At this time, the little girl in purple clothes on He's left came forward to help her.
However, she couldn't help it.
At the same time, the little girl in Tsing Yi also knelt down and paid homage to the statue with He.
"Qing Ning, what are you doing again?" The little girl in purple clothes was stunned.
"Zi Ning, kneel down quickly to worship the Heavenly Lord!" He's expression was solemn and his voice was stern.
He Zining rarely saw her mother's expression like this, but she knew that once her mother showed such an expression, there would be no doubt about it.
So she could only frown, endure the dirty ground, and knelt down together. However, when she paid homage, it was just a formality, and she was still mumbling that there was no god in this world.
When Wang Lao and other guards saw the mistress, they all knelt down, and they also knelt down and saluted.
At this time, everyone with their heads lowered did not notice that as He and He Qingning knelt down to worship, the originally golden statue of the statue suddenly bloomed with an undetectable purple light, and the tops of He and He Qingning's heads , a trace of pale golden thread emerged, and finally floated up, submerging into the eyes of the statue.
After everyone had finished paying homage, He and He Qingning stood up slowly. At this time, He Zining looked at the already miserable skirt and fox fur, and couldn't help but murmured in a low voice. However, under He's stern gaze, He shrunk his head and covered his mouth.
After a group of warriors cleaned the main hall, the servants laid out the mattresses and asked He to rest. However, He looked at the statue in the dust, picked up a cloth and wiped the stone platform and the statue clean. A pair of fair and jade hands turned red from the cold.
After all this work, everyone was finally able to rest.
The warriors gathered around the hall and slept in their uniforms, while He and her two daughters slept by the bonfire in the middle of the hall.
Because they were very tired during the day, except for the warriors who needed to stay awake during the night, the other warriors slept deeply. After a while, snoring could be heard in the palace.
Soon it was three o'clock in the morning.
"It's so annoying!" He Zining was so noisy by the snoring that he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned, and finally lay down on his back, opened his eyes, and punched the bed hard.
At this time, following the dim light of the campfire, she saw a humanoid creature with a ferocious face and twisted limbs lying on the roof.
Suddenly, the other party was like a spider, hanging on a silk thread, going down the roof.
"Ah ho. Ho." He Zining was so frightened that she screamed, but found that her neck seemed to be strangled tightly by a big hand, and she could not make a sound at all. The strong sense of suffocation made her extremely painful and struggled desperately.
Soon, the movement of her struggle attracted the attention of the night warrior.
"Second Miss, what's wrong with you?!" The warrior hurriedly stepped forward to check, only to see He Zining pinching her own neck, her face was purple, her eyes were bulging, and she looked horrified.
"Ah! Zi Ning!" He was awakened and screamed immediately, and all the warriors were awakened.
He pulled He Zining's hand hard, but found that her daughter's small hands were so powerful that she and several warriors couldn't pull them apart.
"Ah! What?!"
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, the bonfire in the palace was extinguished instantly, and a warrior's shrill and frightened cry came from the darkness.
At the same time, sounds of struggling and shouting continued to be heard in the palace.
"Ho ho."
Seeing that her second daughter was about to strangle herself to death, Ms. He quickly knelt down in front of the statue and silently recited: "Daughter of faith, Mr. He, please pray to Heaven to show his spirit and save my daughter. I believe that Daughter of Faith will be there day and night, all the time." Offer incense and cultivate your golden body for the sake of heaven.”
As soon as she finished speaking, a golden thread that was thicker than before appeared above her head. As the thread left her body, He suddenly collapsed to the ground as if she had collapsed.
Buzz!
The moment the golden thread entered the statue, the statue's slightly closed eyes suddenly opened. Purple light burst out all over the body, and the shadow of an unparalleled young man appeared in the temple.
As the purple light shone, everyone discovered that many dark humanoid monsters appeared in the hall. He Zining was not pinching herself, but was clearly held by a ferocious monster with twisted limbs, holding his hands and squeezing his neck tightly.
"You evil beast! How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me!"
The young man's shadow suddenly roared angrily, like thunder on the ground. The monsters present kept their original movements and instantly turned into powder and dissipated into the invisible.
Suddenly, everyone was horrified to find that the outside of the temple was surrounded by countless humanoid monsters. These monsters were lying on the windows and struggling to squeeze into the temple. When they were illuminated by purple light, they seemed to be burned by fire. It let out a shrill scream, and finally turned into powder and dissipated.
"The Heavenly Lord appears!"
"Greetings to Demon Lord Dang!"
The warriors also knelt down and worshiped, their expressions at this moment were extremely pious, especially the warriors who had been attacked by monsters before. When they were illuminated by the purple light, they immediately felt that the pain dissipated invisible, and their injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Zi Ning, why don't you come and pay your respects to the Heavenly Lord!" At this time, Mrs. He lifted up her second daughter, who was only half alive, and supported her with her eldest daughter to pay homage.
"Thank you, Goddess, for saving my life!" He Zining kowtowed heavily with runny nose and tears.
"The world is in chaos. The demons here have been suppressed by me, but there are many imps. Please leave as soon as possible!" The young man's shadow said in a deep voice, and immediately returned to the statue.
"Thank you, Heavenly Lord! Thank you, Heavenly Lord!"
Everyone hurriedly left the hall, looking at the black powder piled up outside the hall, they couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts.
However, looking at the statue that was still emitting purple light, I suddenly felt a little more confident.
"Dangmo Tianzun, rescuing people in distress, truly deserves his reputation!" A group of warriors believed in him.
Tianzhou, north of Xianyang City, Mingcang Mountain Spirit Vein.
After the establishment of Zhenwuzong, Mingcangshan became one of the top forces in Dongshengzhou in just a few decades.
In particular, most of the inheritance of Zhenwu Sect is completely open to outside warriors, completely abandoning sectarian views.
Therefore, warriors with the inheritance of Zhenwu Sect can be said to be all over Dongsheng Continent, and their scale is growing day by day in the entire Origin Realm.
The warriors who worship the 'Ten Jue True Lord' Han Zhao are not limited to disciples of Zhenwu Sect.
I don’t know who took the initiative to name the temple enshrining Han Zhao’s golden body and longevity tablets as the ‘Temple of the Holy Emperor of Zhentian Wuling Yingyou’. Among the people, there are also ‘Dangmo Zhenjun’, ‘Dangmo Tianzun’ and ‘Dangmo Zhenjun’. Titles such as "Demon Emperor" and so on.
The reason why this situation occurs is because there is a war between the human race and the alien tribe outside the world, and the demon tribe intervenes. Some creatures polluted by the yin energy of the demon naturally cause a lot of harm to the people.
After all, even a monster that does not even have a level of one line is comparable to an ordinary blood-training warrior. Ordinary people neither have martial arts skills nor can they afford a martial arts guardian, so low-level monsters are created in the early stage. No small trouble.
No matter how many warriors there are in the Zhenwu Sect, there are not as many monsters that can be seen everywhere in the deep mountains and old forests, especially those monsters controlled by the devil. They are extremely cunning and will basically not confront the warriors head-on. Once the warriors leave, they will appear again. The body is in chaos, treating mortals as blood food and devouring them completely.
However, it is said that a mortal's home enshrined the longevity tablet and portrait of the 'Dang Mo Tian Zun'. In an incident where he was attacked by a strange thing, his devout faith was responded to. The 'Dang Mo Tian Zun' in the portrait appeared and he was on the spot. Use thunder to kill the monster that broke into the house, and then return to the portrait. Since then, his family has never been attacked by any strange things, and even the persistent cough that he had suffered for many years has not been cured by medicine.
This incident spread from one to ten, and to a hundred, in addition, the manifestations of the 'Dang Mo Tianzun' also occurred in many places, so the beliefs of ordinary people became more and more pious.
After decades, it has evolved into the practice of worshiping the "Dangmo Tianzun" on every New Year's and holidays, with a statue of Tianzun on the door and a paper-cut of Tianzun on the window sill.
Even homeless beggars, as long as they are devout in faith, can enter the Tianzun temple to worship together with the princes, nobles, gentry and wealthy businessmen.
At this time, at the top of Mingcang Mountain, in the Zhenwu Sect's Demon-Dangting Hall, Han Zhao was sitting cross-legged on the futon in the center of the hall. His expression was gentle, his appearance was solemn, and his whole body was gleaming with divine light.
Suddenly, Han Zhao's expression changed, and he looked like he was glaring angrily, and slight fluctuations of his willpower appeared all over his body.
After a while, Han Zhao's expression returned to calm and he slowly opened his eyes.
At this time, a pale golden thread appeared out of thin air in front of him, and a purple-gold mist lingered around the thread.
"Sure enough, my faith has become more pious." Han Zhao smiled faintly. Every response to a believer will make the other person's faith more pious.
[Emperor of Heaven] Among the many powers of the priesthood, there is one ability, and that is 'divination'.
As long as a believer encounters danger in a place where his immortal tablet and statue are enshrined, and his faith is pious enough, he can manifest his avatar through deity and help the believer through the crisis.
Of course, the premise is that there is enough incense and wish power accumulated in the immortal tablet or statue, because the trance of the gods requires the consumption of incense and wish power.
The strength of the clone depends entirely on the amount of incense and wish.
In addition, when believers make wishes to his immortal tablets and statues, if they are pious enough, worship them at all times, and have enough incense power, Han Zhao can use his authority to use the incense power to fulfill the other party's wishes.
For example, recovery from illness, title on the gold medal list, many children, many blessings, etc.
The power of incense and vows can cure all terminal diseases among the people. Even the illnesses of practitioners can be cured. It just depends on how much the power of incense and vows is consumed.
In this way, it can be regarded as taking it from the people and using it for the people.
Of course, the premise is that the consumption is less than the willingness of a single person.
For example, a scholar's faith, incense and wish can only make him clearer in mind, think more quickly, and not be nervous, sick or uncomfortable during the exam. Whether he can pass the exam in the end depends on his own level.
As for having more children and more blessings, you also use the power of incense and aspiration to warm and nourish the other person's body. Whether you can have more children and more blessings depends on yourself.
All in all, faith is only an auxiliary. After all, the premise of Han Zhao's broadcasting faith is to make a profit.
But even if faith is not omnipotent, ordinary people still flock to it.
Because in this era, classes are very solidified. Apart from practicing martial arts, the only thing that can change your destiny is studying.
However, if one is poor in literature and rich in martial arts, unless he is very talented and is favored by the martial arts sect, the descendants of ordinary families may not have the opportunity to learn martial arts even if they have average qualifications.
And studying and becoming an official is even more complicated. There are more than hundreds of millions of mortals, and how many official positions can there be in the Qin Empire.
When hard work cannot change the fate of ordinary people, then the only option is to pray to God and worship Buddha.
Before Han Zhao broadcast his faith, countless cults were raging in some remote places. Sects such as the White Lotus Sect, the Incense Sect, the Immortality Sect, etc. were all fooling the lower class mortals.
And Han Zhao truly "responses to all requests"!
As long as his faith is devout enough and he provides enough incense and power, he is a god to mortals! omnipotent!
Not only that, if the cultivator's faith is pious, he will also respond to it.
Just like just now, he directly used the spirit to help a warrior in the supernatural realm escape from the siege of a powerful enemy. That was because the other party's belief was extremely pious and he respected him as a god. And because of his cultivation, the quality of the incense and wish he provided was extremely high. , and at the same time, the other party was a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect and could provide more incense and wishing power in the future, so Han Zhaocai spent a lot of incense and wishing power to save him.
Of course, the more advanced a cultivator is, the harder it is to be devout in faith. Although the quality of the incense and aspiration provided will be high, the quantity will be much smaller.
On the contrary, the quality of the incense and willing power provided by the vast number of mortals is very low, but the quantity is amazing.
"It seems that even in the source world, we have to follow the mass line." Han Zhao couldn't help but sigh in his heart. For Incense Shinto, what they want is more.
High-level cultivators believe more in power than God. Only when necessary can one become a devout believer.
"However, as long as the realm is not high enough, there will always be times when troubles cannot be solved." Han Zhao smiled faintly. Now is the time of the war. It is the perfect time to broadcast faith and harvest the power of wishes. And according to the original timeline, this battle with The war between the alien races lasted for hundreds of years, giving him plenty of time.
"Now it's time to deal with the demon clan!"
Han Zhao stood up. Now, through the power of the [Celestial Emperor] priesthood, he has steadily gained the strength of the Emperor Realm. Before, he was afraid of provoking the Nine Nether Heavenly Demon to come to the world in advance, but now he is not afraid of even the sixth-order Heavenly Demon. And if you want to get a simulation opportunity, you have to hunt down high-level demons.
(End of chapter)
