The Lord of Reincarnation

After some thought.

The idea of ​​accepting disciples was put aside by Fang Xian.

He was going to set up a sect for fun first, and the main idea was to use his lost Jieli as a call for existence, so as to strengthen the connection and let himself feel Jieli.

As for the alchemist's cultivation method, let's forget it.

'At the same time, faith... may be the key to advancing from level 6 to level 7... If I can use faith to push me directly to level 7, then the period of annihilation will naturally pass... But the realm of level 7, I I don't know yet, I need more books of the true gods...to correct my deficiencies. '

Fang Xian thought about it again, and focused on the poem:

"I have gone through rebirth and death, but I can't reach the other shore...Death comes chasing after the shadows, and there is no youth that will not perish... This poem will live on and give you immortality..."

"This seems... to be the portrayal of me... but at the same time, some inexplicable power has also infiltrated..."

Fang Xian muttered and began to recite the mantra.

The dark spiritual power has been transformed and injected into the poem.

The surrounding environment suddenly produced some inexplicable changes.

There seemed to be eyes blinking in the void.

The shadow lifted the curtain, and there seemed to be something wriggling in it...

"Exactly..."

Fang Xian thought for a while, swallowed a medicine that lowered his sanity, and began to actively fall into this poem.

He seemed to hear the sound of his own blood flowing, and his thinking was infinitely elevated, as if he had come to the clouds.

In a state of almost depraved madness, Fang Xian felt that his mind had begun to touch something.

That's reciting, that's reading aloud, that's psalms!

That was... a crazy cry!

"Humans are not the masters of the world..."

"Those great existences were there in the past, they are still there today, and they will always be there in the future!"

As if by a madman who occasionally sees the truth,

Shout out: "At the bottom of the abyss, countless abominable things are waiting to come..."

Here is the end of truth, the bottom of madness.

"what!"

Fang Xian pressed his temple and woke up.

He looked at the draft paper in his hand, looking very strange.

The originally blank draft paper already had line after line of text on it, most of which were scrawled, and only a few words could be discerned:

"Source, Immortality... Reincarnation... Lost..."

Fang Xian recalled the feeling just now, and began to think about his 'God Name'.

Since he decided to become a hidden existence and start preaching, this is naturally quite necessary.

But of course it won't work if you make it up indiscriminately, you must have power!

Initiating and elaborating from immortal poems...is the most orthodox and most directional.

After thinking about this, Fang Xian picked up a pen and wrote the first line on the draft paper: "The Lost God!"

This direction is too complicated, and any sleeping primordial rulers and ancients can be regarded as lost gods.

Therefore, Fang Xian continued to write the second sentence: "The source of alchemists, the master of reincarnation in the heavens!"

Immediately after, there is the third line: "The master of robbery, the existence of immortality, the king of endless time and space!"

'Fortunately, my personality is still there, and with so many qualifiers, there must be a reaction...at least, this world is like this. '

Fang Xian nodded in satisfaction and continued to write the scriptures.

If you want to collect beliefs and slowly seduce believers, it is too slow, you must have organization and inheritance!

He is going to write a classic to explain supernatural power, which is somewhat similar to the "Secret Gu Zhenjing" of the Outlander Religion.

This classic book will naturally become the sacred book of the newly established sect in the future.

"Choose a name... 'Secret Scripture'? 'Black Heavenly Book'? 'Madman's Poetry'?"

Fang Xian thought mischievously.

At this time, he didn't have many 'Psalms', but all of them were written in the first few pages of the scriptures.

'Although there is a possibility of mixed power, it is not normal for pagan classics not to cultivate a few lunatics and monsters, right? '

He thought without any psychological burden.

...

After deciding to set up a sect, Fang Xian's work and rest became regular again.

It's just that in addition to writing every day, there is an additional work of compiling the scriptures.

Time to enter autumn.

Fang Xian walked into the Secret Keeper branch.

He has ended his vacation, and the good news is that Love has also recovered and returned to work.

At this time, in an office.

Love was looking at some slides.

The photo was taken in the small town of Landis.

It can be seen that all the former residents of the small town have been transformed into monsters.

They are like walking dead, wandering around the town and surroundings instinctively, but they have a fixed range and never leave easily.

"The above...is the summary report of the Madman Town case! After the observation of a legendary investigator...as long as we remain vigilant and keep it secret...the pollution there will not break out in a short time."

Frank, who was missing an arm, finally introduced: "Love, do you have any additional comments?"

"not at all!"

Love looked thinner and shook his head slowly.

"Okay... After the blockade is over, let's review the problem of your operation... That evil existence is suspected of mastering the power of dreams, and can also manipulate spores to pollute flesh and blood... Love, you are all down , don’t you think it’s suspicious that Roca can escape with you?”

Frank asked: "And the last operation, it's the same."

"That's because... Roca has the ability to cast spells, and I reported it from the very beginning."

Love frowned.

"Yes, we have also mastered those two poems and conducted experiments...the lethality is not strong...especially for spore monsters. In this regard, I think investigator Roca has reservations." Frank added .

"Everyone has secrets." Love retorted: "Everyone of those legendary investigators is like this. Isn't it true for us senior and elites?"

"But Roca is a trainee...Look...that's the problem." Frank smiled.

"Ahem...he has withstood the test, and I nominate him as an official investigator." Luo Fu said in a deep voice, "Although Roca has not joined for a long time, he has solved many cases..."

"Ahem... let me say something."

In the conference room, an old man smiled and said: "We all know that Roka was kidnapped and sacrificed by the Fallen Star Cult...how can the spirit of mortals not be affected by that great existence? We keepers of secrets The sanity value detection system may not be able to find all the problems."

"Ketien, what do you want to do?" Love suddenly became vigilant.

"How about a full and thorough review?"

A smile appeared on the corner of Ketian's mouth.