Weird World of Immortality

Zhou Fan only understood after listening to Yingjiu's words. He was a little surprised and said, "Do you really not know the origin of this ancient godhead?"

The longer he integrates with the godhead of the ancient god, the more he can feel the extraordinaryness of this godhead, and its compatibility is unbelievably strong.

It was too much for him to exchange five years of life for such a godhead.

"This is a trade item, you think I know, can I not tell it?" Ying Jiu smiled: "I should have taken it from a monk I killed, but I don't think that monk knows it. Its origins, not even its name."

"It's hard to tell the origins of the godheads that the Shinto flow needs. I just know that these things are circulating in the world, but no one knows their origin."

"There are monks who speculate that there are gods in the world, and the gods are worshipped by the world, but for some reason, they have fallen, leaving behind a godhead, but this kind of speculation is ridiculous."

Zhou Fan said: "Why do you think it's ridiculous? I think this guess is very reasonable."

A strange smile appeared on Yingjiu's face and said, "Because there are no signs of gods left in the world, I once suspected the existence of gods, and I searched for them, but I didn't find anything."

"Actually, a more reasonable guess is that this godhead was originally a special and rare material. They were discovered by monks and developed the secret method of Shinto flow."

"But no matter what kind of guess, it doesn't really matter. Even if there were gods in the world before, but the fall of the gods proves that they are not suitable for this world and have been eliminated."

Yingjiu had a mocking look on her face: "After all, this Shinto flow is unstoppable. If all living beings believe in him, he will be strong. If all living beings' belief collapses, he will be weak. Strength depends on the gods of all living beings. What's the use?"

Zhou Fan was silent for a while, Yingjiu was right, this world is full of strange things, a catastrophe is coming, God cannot save all beings, and faith will inevitably collapse.

The power of Shinto flow comes from the will power of faith gathering. Without the belief of all living beings, the gods will also fall.

Is it because of strange reasons that led to the fall of the gods?

But this is not right. Even if a catastrophe occurs in one place, it is not only one place that can absorb the power of belief in the Shinto flow, but at most it is the loss of the will power of one place, and the Shinto flow is not so fragile.

Or as Yingjiu said, there is no so-called **** at all, and Shinto-style is just a method of cultivation researched by monks.

"What do you think about doing so much?" Yingjiu said disdainfully, "Even if the flow of the gods is really smooth, it is only weaker or stronger than the normal way, so why bother to cultivate, this thing is also good for you. There are some uses for monks of different levels."

When Jing Yingjiu said this, the flow of the divine way plummeted in Zhou Fan's heart, but his original intention was to gather a group of warriors who were loyal to him, and he didn't really want to follow the flow of the divine way.

In his spare time, Zhou Fan continued to pay attention to the spread of beliefs of the bear horn tribe in the savage ice area.

What surprised him was that the Bear Horn tribe had a firm belief in his god, and it had only developed three tribes in just a few days.

The barbarian tribe is savage, but also religious enough.

After his **** showed some miracles, the three tribes became more believers in him, the real god.

"If it goes on like this, maybe the entire barbarian demon tribe in the barbarian ice area will become my followers."

"At the beginning, I always tried to solve the problem of the savage monster in the Heishui Protectorate, but I couldn't solve it in the end. I didn't expect it to be solved by me using this method." Zhou Fan said with some feeling.

He also issued an oracle, telling these savage monsters to stop invading the Blackwater Protectorate when they spread their beliefs.

The believers in Hanbei Daocheng also entered the three prefectures and one prefecture of Hanbei Dao at this time, and spread the god-worshiping runes and words of the god-worshipping gods.

However, Zhou Fan did not continue to pay attention, and just handed everything over to Godhead. He retreated, and when he exited three days later, he had successfully entered the middle stage of the Golden Core Realm.

With the help of medicinal herbs like Xinglei Pill, breaking a small realm is just a matter of course.

Everything is going on in an orderly manner, and Zhou Fan has been living a very comfortable time in the Hanbei Daoist Mansion.

"My lord, the first incense hall of the Great Buddha Temple is asking to see you." A small official walked over quickly and said to Zhou Fan, who was browsing the classics.

Zhou Fan's expression became a little more subtle. There are eighteen halls in the Great Buddha Temple, and each hall has one seat.

What many people call the first seat of the Great Buddha Temple is actually the first seat of the Lecture Hall among the eighteen halls.

But the heads of the other seventeen halls are all monks of high realm, and their strength should not be underestimated.

The Great Buddha Temple has been developed for more than two thousand years, with countless believers, and the temples are spread all over the Great Wei Dynasty. How can it be a simple person who can become the first one?

Even if Zhou Fan is the master of the one, he can't refuse to see such a character, unless he wants to completely offend the Great Buddha Temple.

Zhou Fan soon saw the first flower-burning monk in the incense hall in the hall of the Taoist Mansion.

The monk Ranhua doesn't look old. He has thick black eyebrows and sharp eyes, which gives people a sense of not anger and self-promotion.

"Amitabha, I have seen the adults." Monk Ranhua folded his hands and saluted.

"Master, don't be so polite, please sit down quickly." Zhou Fan said politely, but he was muttering in his heart, and he vaguely guessed the purpose of the first seat of the incense hall.

Soon, a small official served tea, Zhou Fan chatted with Ranhua a few words, and Ranhua turned to the main topic: "The poor monk knows that the master is the master of the one, and the affairs are busy, so it is inconvenient to talk about it, the poor monk said it bluntly, The poor monk is here for the matter of the little fairy."

Sure enough... Zhou Fan felt a wave in his heart, and he said with a look of surprise: "Why did this alarm the master?"

"Amitabha~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Evil gods preaching is not allowed in the first place." Ranhua said solemnly: "The official family granted the Great Buddha Temple the power to eliminate all evil gods and preaching, so as to prevent the evil spirits from harming the people."

"What the master said is right. These evil gods are confounding people, and they are very harmful." Zhou Fan agreed: "In fact, the Daoist Palace has already paid attention to the matter of Xiaoxian Daxian. Find the messenger behind the scenes."

"I believe there will be news soon, why bother the Great Buddha Temple to do it in person?"

Zhou Fan is making a statement. Otherwise, the Great Buddha Temple said that he did nothing and read his book when he went to the mirror, which would be bad. At the same time, he wanted to delay for a while, and he did not want the Great Buddha Temple to intervene in this matter.

Anything that harms the common people is nonsense. In fact, it is a battle of beliefs. The Great Buddha Temple is afraid that the growth of the little fairy will affect their interests!

"The poor monk thinks that the Taoist Mansion's approach may not work." Ranhua said silently: "There is a big problem with this evil god, Xiaoxian Daxian."

Chapter List