The throne of God is waiting for me

He was somewhat helpless about the unknown injuries on his soul, but he didn't expect that the light of faith could effectively suppress them?

——In a sense, this was indeed an accident. The injuries on Xiao Wang's body were the backlash he encountered when he cut off the thread of fate. They themselves carried a certain amount of bad luck curse power, which made those wounds extremely difficult to heal.

But now, because Xiao Wang appeared and saved the entire tribe, everyone in the Shanyin clan was grateful to Xiao Wang from the bottom of their hearts. They chose Xiao Wang as a sacrificial spirit and performed sacrifices. In addition to wanting to pray for protection, they wanted to express their gratitude to him.

Therefore, the light of faith of these people seemed very pure, containing rich and sincere blessings, which just happened to restrain the power of bad luck curse.

Xiao Wang, who had lost his past memories, didn't understand the principle behind it, but after a little research, he almost figured it out. What really worked was the blessing contained in these lights of faith.

If these people only thought about Xiao Wang giving them various benefits when they prayed, then such impure faith light would be useless to Xiao Wang, and even a very serious spiritual pollution.

"... I didn't expect that these faith lights could be used?" Feeling the cool feeling of the pure faith light applied to the soul, Xiao Wang's face showed surprise.

He has always been adhering to the way of self-cultivation. He had no interest in the so-called faith light, but he suddenly had an idea.

—— If I can get the blessing of all living beings, it must be helpful to heal my injuries, right?

Thinking of this, Xiao Wang took out a golden list from his personal space. The list looks ordinary on the surface, but there is a hidden power flowing in it. As the saying goes, the gods are self-concealed, nothing more than this.

This seems to be his collection before he lost his memory.

Xiao Wang unfolded the list, and all the dots of faith light were absorbed by the list. He cast a spell on the list, and from then on, any faith light that other people had for Xiao Wang would be directly absorbed and stored in the list.

Xiao Wang, who had always been focused on understanding the laws of the great way of this world, did not want to absorb the power of faith and change his own path, so he simply used these faith powers as external magic medicine and applied them to the cracks in his soul to allow himself to recover as soon as possible.

He began to wander around this continent, and in addition to comprehending the great way, he would also study those rare treasures of heaven and earth, rare birds and beasts, and occasionally help some people... He did gain some faith light, but many of them were not pure, so Xiao Wang quietly saved them.

In the deep mountains, Xiao Wang happened to heal the wings of a golden phoenix, and suddenly bursts of urgent prayers rang in his ears. The illusory faith light gathered towards him, and each light spot contained an anxious and desperate voice.

He suddenly turned his head to look in a certain direction, and his dark eyes seemed to penetrate tens of thousands of miles away and saw the current situation of those people.

"...Epidemic?"

Murmured, Xiao Wang directly communicated with everyone's dreams.

——

Shanyin Tribe.

A boy who looked about ten years old walked heavily into the village. He was wearing a short fur coat, his thick black hair was tied up casually with straw ropes, his facial features were very tough, and his body was tall and close to that of an adult.

Along the way, friends kept greeting him.

"She, you are back? How was your harvest today?"

Shanyin She responded while dragging the huge beast's body towards his home. Some friends looked at the huge beast's body and cheered and gathered behind him.

Shanyin She grew up alone, with no one else at home. Therefore, whenever he harvested prey, he often shared it with his friends, and occasionally told these friends who could not hunt alone for the time being about his hunting experience. Over time, he had a very high prestige among his peers.

Someone along the way sighed: "As expected of a child rescued by Lord Jiling himself, he can hunt alone at such a young age. He is really gifted!"

Because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is abundant, the physical qualifications of the human race are also very strong. Although these people do not know any magic spells and are helpless against strange evil spirits, many of them are born with supernatural powers and hunting wild beasts is not a problem.

The baby that Xiao Wang specially sent to Shanyin Tribe was Shanyin She. After the people of Shanyin Tribe came to the stream to collect the body of the baby's father according to Xiao Wang's instructions, they named the child after the stream, that is, Sheshui. Until now, ten years have passed unknowingly.

However, after sighing, these people hurriedly left. There have been a lot of things happening in Shanyin Tribe during this period. The first thing that has been affected is that some people have been infected with a strange disease not long ago. At first, only two or three people were infected. In the past two days, more than ten people have been infected... This unprecedented situation made everyone feel heavy for some reason, and they unconsciously had a bad premonition.

Not long after, their premonition was completely realized.

Most of the tribe has been infected by that strange disease, and the remaining people have gradually begun to show various symptoms. Panic spreads in everyone's heart.

The cheerful atmosphere in the tribe in the past is gone, and it has become heavy and depressing.

At the altar in the center of the mountain village, Shanyin She quietly slipped in. Looking at the slightly crudely made statue above, he unconsciously became calm in his heart.

Back then, these people worshiped Xiao Wan as a sacrificial spirit and provided him with the pure light of faith. Xiao Wan also conveniently left a trace of aura on the statue, sheltering the entire tribe so that the evil spirits could not escape. Dare to approach easily.

The Shanyin tribe, which had not been intruded by evil spirits in the past ten years, naturally knew who was responsible for all this, and their attitude towards Xiao Wan became even more pious.

Shanyin She, who has known his life experience since he was a child, has an indescribable feeling of closeness to this spirit worshiper. Whenever he was depressed, he couldn't help but sneak up to the altar and talk to the sacrificial spirit as if he were an elder, even though the other party never gave him a single word in response.

"Many people died in the tribe this time... Yu died, and Teng also died..." Under the altar, this child, who was only ten years old, could not conceal his confusion and panic. "The high priest said, this must be It's a curse from evil spirits... I don't believe it! Lord Sacrifice Spirit is here, who dares to approach those evil spirits? But how can we save everyone... Lord Sacrifice Spirit, you have always had great powers, please save me. Everyone!"

He spoke incoherently, as if he was seriously ill and sought medical treatment. Little did he know that at this time there were many people in the entire tribe like him, who in desperation began to pray to the sacrificial spirits who were always responsible for exorcising ghosts.

The strong thoughts of these people were unknowingly transmitted to Xiao Wan's eyes, turning into a steady stream of faith.

On the altar, the surface of the rough statue suddenly bloomed with divine light.

Shanyin She was stunned. Before he could say anything, he saw circles of divine light spreading outward like ripples, and the misty mist gradually rose.

Everyone in the tribe felt as if they had changed world in the blink of an eye, or that an illusory world suddenly descended on the tribe, overlapping with the surrounding real scenes.

A strange mountain range that has never been seen before stretches up and down, and huge sycamore trees tower into the clouds, as if holding up the sky. A golden phoenix bird slowly fell from the sky. The man in white who came riding the phoenix bird suddenly jumped off the bird's back, falling slowly like a light feather.

His snow-white clothes were dotted with stars, and a blank mask formed to cover his face.

"Lord Sacrifice to Spirits!"

I don't know who was the first to exclaim, and all kinds of voices came one after another. Thinking of the desperate prayers they had received before, they couldn't help but have an unimaginable thought in their minds. Perhaps Lord Sacrifice Spirit came to save them.

The two spaces overlapped at this moment. In the illusory dream, Xiao Wang said nothing, but waved his sleeves gently. At this moment, the laws of heaven and earth shook, and a faint light invaded reality along the dream, bringing some people who were wandering on the edge of life and death. The person was pulled back directly.

As for the rest of the people who had been infected but were not seriously ill, Xiao Wang was not cured at the same time. With a wave of his hand, he sent countless light spots into everyone's minds. This contains a recipe for a potion. It involves several kinds of spiritual herbs that are not uncommon near the Shanyin tribe, and the process of brewing them together.

The white mist dissipated, and the expressions of the tribesmen who woke up from their dreams were as if they were in a dream. Soon, when they confirmed the authenticity of the dream, especially when they saw that some seriously ill and dying tribesmen suddenly recovered, everyone couldn't help showing expressions of ecstasy, and all went out to find the spiritual grass.

Xiao Wan, who was watching all this secretly, nodded secretly.

Although for him, curing everyone at once is just a simple task, and he will even gain more brilliance of faith. But Xiao Wan didn't want to gain the faith of these people in this way.

If there are two, there will be three. People who are accustomed to receiving help from the gods after praying are very likely to become accustomed to a state of getting something for nothing and become dependent on the gods, thus completely losing their independence. Once they lose the protection of gods, these people may lose even their basic ability to survive. Just like a mountain eagle that is carefully cared for as a pet, once it is released, it may only starve to death. ♦This work is provided by situ.com and can be read online.

And this situation is not what Xiao Wang wants.

In the Shanyin tribe, everyone worked together to find spiritual herbs, brew potions, and soon rescued other tribesmen one by one. Amidst the cheers of joy, everyone couldn't help but feel very grateful to the mysterious spirit worshiper.

At this time, Xiao Wan's impression in these people's minds quietly changed, and they unknowingly moved closer to the gods in many stories.

In the eyes of these simple human beings, if those illusory myths and stories in the past are not false, there really are omnipotent gods in this world...

Then it must be what this spirit-sacrifice master looks like!

——If gods are true, I would only like to respect you as a god.

Chapter 91 Volume 3 of Heaven

This epidemic has given Xiao Wan some inspiration.

Although humans are naturally intelligent, many primitive tribes are still in a state of complete dependence on nature due to their recent birth. They use fire from the natural spiritual fire born between heaven and earth, and use animal skins to make clothes. They rely on their strong physique to survive illness, or they use spiritual herbs indiscriminately, facing sudden natural disasters or certain "monsters" The strange beast has no resistance at all.

He stretched out his hand to touch the starlight that was once again becoming more intense all over him, and watched as the light automatically poured towards the roll of articles on his body. Xiao Wang's lips curved slightly.

Since these people provided him with the energy to quickly heal his wounds, based on the principle of equal exchange, Xiao Wang would naturally give them a certain amount of protection.

In the days that followed. The people of Shanyin tribe were pleasantly surprised to find that the sacrificial spirit, who had never shown any miracles in the past ten years, seemed to have changed from this day on. Various "divine arts" were directly taught to everyone through dreams.

Of course, the "divine arts" in the eyes of these people were just basic survival skills in Xiao Wang's view.

For Xiao Wang, who had directly comprehended countless great laws of this world, basic common sense such as making fire, hunting, cooking, weaving and making clothes, identifying herbs, and more in-depth medical skills, astrology, fighting and fighting methods, and even the art of exploring the spiritual veins of heaven and earth... These abilities that were incredible in the eyes of the newly born human race were just basic skills that he knew naturally.

Through the way of entering dreams, Xiao Wang taught this knowledge directly to everyone. As for how much these people could master, it depended on themselves.

And these people gradually realized from Xiao Wang's words and deeds that this mysterious sacrificial spirit was different from ordinary sacrificial spirits. He seemed to be omnipotent.

- The most important thing is that he does not need any sacrifices, but only pure faith from the heart. Not out of greed, but out of gratitude.

——

In the days that followed, even if Xiao Wang was immersed in comprehending the great principles of this world, he still had a constant stream of faith.