Library of Heaven’s Path

"Not who to visit, but to stay in mind, collect willingness!" Zhang Hang Road.

The guard is full of doubts: "The willingness is not something that anyone can bear, and there is no merit, no qualifications! However, if you really want to do it, the ghost temple will not refuse, you need to pay 10,000 yuan! ”

“One thousand?” Zhang sud nodded: “Good!”

Before the money given by the owner of the house, Qi Linger turned around without leaving a point. For others, the 10,000 yuan is very likely to be ruined. For him, it can still be easily taken out.

Take out the card, draw the money, and walk into the hall under the leadership of the other party.

The Ghost Pool, in the deepest part of the temple, is completely different from the power of the Yueqing Pool. Standing in it, it makes people feel warm and soulful. It seems that there are unknown forces coming from far away and nourishing.

However, if you want to absorb this power, it is like a kite that is broken, and you can't catch it.

"This is the ghost pool. If you want to leave a mark, leave the blood on the stone tablet!"

Looking at it, I saw a small stone platform standing on the edge of the ghost pool. It was engraved with special lines, like an altar of sacrifice.

"The altars of the aliens are somewhat similar...but they are completely different!"

I don't know who the spirit is, but I specifically asked, who is good at sacrificing the gods, and the result is the strongest of the ghost days. I thought that there was some kind of connection with the spirit, and I couldn’t help but shake my head when I saw the lines in front of me.

Although they are somewhat similar, they are completely different in structure and content and do not belong to the same system.

It seems that this has nothing to do with the spirit.

Just want to go to the stone platform, inject blood into it, leave a mark, and see the pool of water in front of me boil, a series of ghosts shaking.

These phantoms are big and small, high in size and one foot in size, short, no more than a thumb, a series of dense, full of thousands, with the boiling of the pool water, and constantly beating.

The special power that I felt before the air swayed down, like the sun shining, the high illusion, becoming more and more solid, the small swaying, the candle, and the indefinite.

Hey!

A thumb-sized phantom breaks open and disappears in front of the eyes.

"What happened?" Zhang Suo doubted.

"The big illusions are because there are so many people commemorating, they are willing to work hard, they are formed, and they are small. They may only have family and friends. With the passage of time, these people are degraded, no one remembers, and naturally they are extinguished!"

The guards looked over and shook his head: "In fact, many people spend a lot of money every year to leave a mark here. I hope that I will die later and be able to resurrect. Unfortunately, if people die, they will be gone. How many people can remember? It’s not the kind of flesh and blood, and the willingness to produce is very rare. Therefore, unless there is special money, even if you leave a mark, you can’t resurrect. Otherwise, everyone in the realm of the gods is not dead, is it too early to be overcrowded?”

Zhang Sushen thought it.

Kindness, gratitude, are short-lived, who can remember how long?

Like many online writers in previous lives, readers will forget you if they are not updated for a few days.

I can't remember, I hope that the power is getting less and less, and it is difficult to maintain it, let alone agglomeration...

Therefore, the so-called resurrection is just a kind of comfort in the heart. The whole world of the gods, for many years, can succeed, and there are only a few.

"Who is the tallest virtual shadow? It seems to be forming up quickly!"

Feeling in my heart, look at the highest one in the pool.

The size of the thumb can't stand it, and it will dissipate sooner or later, but the tall one, more than the rest, will certainly be able to form a cohesive shape. I really don't know which martyrs can get such sacrifices and worships.

"Who is who, I really don't know, about forty years ago, suddenly appeared, can't see the appearance, and there is no corresponding god, so even we don't know..."

The guard shook his head.

"I don't know who it is, can you gather your will?" Zhang hangs.

"The willingness is based on the person who commemorates him. As long as there is him in his heart, it will exist. It is not strange that outsiders don't know! After all, many souls have gathered for thousands of years... not everyone can remember !" Guardian.

Zhang hangs his head and comes to Shitai, biting his fingertips, and a drop of blood flies past.

Hey!

When the blood and the stone platform touched, the energy ripples immediately swayed along the stone platform and spread quickly. Then, Zhang Sushen felt that his soul seemed to be implicated with something, and the water suddenly emerged with a thumb. To be a small shadow.

"Is this my mark?" Zhang Cried and laughed.

"Just gathered, it is so big, it is not bad..." The guard looked at it.

Ordinary people have just left their mark, and they can't form a willingness in the ghost pool. This one has a thumb size directly, indicating that many people are thinking about him.

"Is it difficult? Just gathered and there is even smaller?" Zhang Suo asked.

"Most of them are even smaller than this, and many of them are invisible to the naked eye. During my 20-year period, the biggest one I have ever seen is the White King who died ten years ago! In the tide of the Aura Killing, many subordinates, put the items he left into the pool, and immediately appeared a slap-sized virtual shadow!"

Guardian: "Stunned a lot of people."

"This Bai Yi Shen Wang is very loved?" Zhang Sud.

"That is not, as a king of God, there must be a lot of powerful subordinates, not to mention other people, these alone, can produce a lot of willingness!" Guardian.

"Is it true that the willingness to produce is related to the strength of the people who commemorate him?"

"There is a natural relationship. The stronger the strength, the longer the life, the longer the commemoration can be maintained. The longer it will be, the more willing it will be. The normal will be the power of the gods, gods, gods... It is a hundred times increase!"

The guard smiled.

Zhang Hang stunned.

Life is not the same, strength is different, how can the generated will be the same?

Things are gathered together, people are divided into groups, and the higher the person, the easier it is to resurrect. It is not just a fame, there are many people to remember, and more importantly, they are all masters, they are alone. It will reach the weak, hundreds, and thousands... the efficiency is naturally different.

"You are not bad, the size of the thumb, indicating that you can remember you, and produce willingness, not only the gods, but also the gods!" The guard smiled.

The size of the thumb does not seem to be anything, but the person who commemorates this must have a strong god. Otherwise, it is impossible to have such a strong will.

"God?" Zhang Suspension nodded.

Qi Linger and Zhang Jia are gods, one loyal to do things for themselves, and the other is their own animal pets, certainly can produce willingness.

Feeling that the power in the ghost pool is connected with his own soul, it can really make the latter slowly progress, Zhang Zhang sighed, and then he left the boxing.

Out of the hall, a guard came in and looked at the first place, curiously asked: "How about just coming here?"

"The size of the thumb is only estimated to take half a year, it will automatically dissipate!" The first guard snorted.

"As soon as I arrived, I could hold on for half a year, it was not bad..." The second place.

"It's good, but people are still not dead, just thinking about resurrection... There is no spirit of hard work and swaying. I can't look down, how can someone miss and admire? Now there is willingness. It is estimated that some relatives don't know. Once you know the news, it will definitely go out immediately!" The first guard.

"This is..." The second guard nodded in deep thought.

The gods are strong, respectful, and strong, and will always be admired by others.

If you are a year of sorrow, the young people of the age of 20, and a lot of life can live, afraid of the death of the soul imprint, leaving to see the coward, how to get the true conviction of others?

Even if you can produce a virtual shadow now, it will not be extinguished for a long time!

"Go!"

With a sigh of relief, the first guard, no longer said more, just want to leave, I saw the pool in front of me, suddenly shaking.

Stopped and the two looked at the past.

I saw that the young man left a shadow, kept shaking, and his head was not big, but the shaking pool rolled over.

"this is……"

Doubt for a moment, the first guard seems to think of something, and the pupil shrinks: "There are more people thinking about him, and more willingness is coming in?"

There is only one possibility for this to happen. That is, the willingness to miss each other is increasing.

boom!

The voice did not fall, the shadow of the size of the thumb, suddenly shocked, became the size of the palm, and the virtual shadow is more solid, full of strength.

"Although there are many people who miss, most of them are strong gods, and the effect is not big..."

Although I don’t understand why these willingness, why have it come so long, but according to the purity and quantity, most of the people who miss each other are the realm of the gods, and they are also the gods at the bottom, the gods Rarely, although the effect is beneficial, it is also minimal, and it will not last long and will soon dissipate.

boom!

The same voice did not fall, the shadow of the size of the palm, once again crazy surge, visible growth.

"This is... the thought of the king of the king?"

The pupils shrank, and the first guard was stupid.

The other party is just a **** of the gods, how can you get the commemoration of the gods and kings?

Huh!

The virtual shadow increases again.

"There are two gods?" The second guard was also paralyzed.

"The three gods have a willingness to him at the same time. This person is really just the **** of the gods?" The first guardian teeth bite tightly.

Just said that there is money to burn, this imprint will definitely disappear in less than half a year, never dreamed of dreaming, there are countless gods in the blink of an eye, and the three gods have missed him.

boom!

The virtual shadow has exploded again and has become life-size.

The two guards looked at each other, and the body kept trembled, as if they saw something they couldn't believe. I don't know how long it took, the voice of muttering, slowly spit out from the throat.

"This is... the will of the title god?"