Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

"I see, I thought you had killed some false god in the deep sea, and that's how you gained such power of faith."

After listening to Zhang Yifeng's explanation, Zhishen breathed a long sigh of relief. The power of faith was too complicated, and even Zhishen didn't understand it well.

But one thing is definitely correct, that is, it is best not to absorb the power of faith from other people, but if the power of faith is generated by oneself, it can be absorbed.

Because people who follow the divine path are not so easy to kill. It is very likely that the other party will parasitize their spiritual thoughts in the power of faith.

In this way, if someone absorbs the power of his faith, he can be reborn with the help of the other person's body. Therefore, the method of the false god is still very clever.

However, a cultivation genius like Zhang Yifeng is not suitable for practicing the Shinto way. Those who follow the Shinto way usually make no progress in their cultivation. They may practice for hundreds of years without making any breakthroughs.

Such people will eventually turn to practice Shinto. After all, Shinto is very inclusive. No matter what your cultivation qualifications are, as long as you can gather a group of believers of your own, you will be fine.

Of course, although it is said that the power of faith comes from Lingzhou, there are really very few Buddhists who practice this way in Lingzhou, and Buddhists who practice this kind of Shinto are generally not recognized by major temples.

After all, Buddhist cultivators have only one belief, and that is Buddha alone. Therefore, Buddhist cultivators who attempt to practice Shinto will eventually be regarded as traitors and expelled from the temple.

Zhishen had seen many such things when he was young. At that time, the practice of Shinto was just beginning.

For some reason, the elders in the temple did not agree with their disciples practicing this way, so Zhishen had no connection with Shinto.

You know, young people are still very interested in things involving gods, gods and ghosts, so there are still many people who practice Shinto secretly and privately.

After all, there are many demons in Lingzhou, and it is often necessary for the disciples in the temple to go out to experience how to defeat demons. Taking this opportunity, many disciples secretly developed their own followers.

But after all, paper could not cover the fire, and the elders in the temple still knew about this matter.

In anger, the elder directly took action to destroy the disciple's cultivation, and then threw him out of the temple.

This can be regarded as a warning to the monkeys. Since then, no one in the temple has dared to practice Shinto secretly.

Later, I heard that it seemed that someone specifically spread the path of Shinto cultivation in Lingzhou, hoping to eventually absorb the power of everyone's faith and reach the sky in one step.

However, after such a long time, I still haven't heard any news about this legendary person taking action. I guess it's just a rumor.

"In this case, you can keep this power of faith. It's not useless anyway. Maybe you will be able to use this power of faith in the future."

Zhishen said, patting Zhang Yifeng's shoulder with satisfaction. He didn't care so much about this matter. Anyway, Zhang Yifeng just gained some power of faith unintentionally.

And looking at the purity of these powers of faith, they are much purer than the powers of faith of those people Zhishen has seen, so it shouldn't be a bad thing to keep them.

"I don't know that much about the power of faith, so you still need to explore it on your own."

Zhishen shook his head as he spoke, and Zhang Yifeng also had an indifferent look on his face. Anyway, he specializes in becoming an immortal and has not thought about becoming a "god".

Zhang Yifeng and Zhishen hadn't seen each other for several days, so they started chatting freely.

On the other side, everyone felt bored, so they simply sat down and meditated, recovering their spiritual energy.

As for Yan Xing and others, they planned to stay on the main ship this time.

After all, they had taken Zhang Yifeng's elixir before. Although their strength had been pushed back to its peak state, the sequelae of the elixir still existed.

When we arrived on the main ship, we were looking for a place to recuperate. After all, even the airship where Zhang Yifeng was was not that safe.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was noon, and the monks on other flying boats also came to the main ship one by one to join together.

The originally large deck of the main ship has been filled up by many monks, leaving only the high platform in the center for the city lord to speak later.

While everyone was waiting and talking to each other, the city lord slowly walked out with a thoughtful look on his face.

Wen Cheng, who was beside him, also looked nervous at this time. Zhang Yifeng frowned slightly, wondering what the discussion between Wen Cheng and the city lord was going on.

The city lord went straight to the high platform, while Wen Cheng returned to Zhang Yifeng's side.

"Senior Wencheng, I wonder what the City Lord wants?"

"Oh, the city lord agreed, it's just that he agreed."

Before Wen Cheng finished speaking, the city lord had already walked to the high platform, and then raised his hand to signal everyone present to silence.

Seeing this, Wen Cheng could only helplessly shut his mouth and look at the city lord on the high platform silently.

Zhang Yifeng frowned when he saw this, and then looked at the city lord on the high platform. No matter what the result was, it was obvious that the city lord was about to announce it.

"Ahem, everyone, I believe you all already understand the purpose of calling everyone here. The third spaceship was sunk. I believe you are all very clear about this matter."

"The purpose of calling you here is, of course, to remind you not to make this kind of mistake again. The second reason is that I feel that this matter has made everyone panic, so after I discussed it in detail with Wen Cheng, , I am going to set an example for you all to learn from.”

As soon as the city lord said this, there was a commotion in the audience, and everyone didn't understand what the intention was.

But the city lord was right about one thing. Ever since they heard that a flying boat had been destroyed, all of them were very worried and afraid, fearing that their own flying boat would be attacked next.

"Sir City Lord, you said you want to set a benchmark for us to learn from. I don't know who it is. Could it be you, Lord City Lord?"

A monk frowned and asked the city lord on the high platform, obviously not understanding who was qualified to be a role model for many monks to follow.

"I think not many of you have heard of this person's name, or maybe some have. But that's not important. What's important is what he has done!"

After saying this, the city lord waved his hand, and Zhang Yifeng's golden statue appeared on the high platform.

The monks looked at Zhang Yifeng's golden statue and started talking.

"What? This person looks so young, how can he be a role model for us to learn from?"

"Yes, it's just a little baby, not even as old as my son!"