What is the experience of simulating a fairy?

The deep and dark dome of Gao Tianyuan suddenly lit up with a faint light.

Immediately afterwards, the light outlined a young man wearing a yukata. There were some golden lines of unknown meaning on his face, and many white lotus lights were flying around him.

He lowered his head and looked at Shen Lue calmly:

"Baqi. Why do you look a little surprised?"

Bishamonten shook his fingers.

Silk threads tugged at the shriveled bodies of these gods, like strings of marinated meat fluttering in the wind.

"Here~

"These are your old enemies, right? You should be happy that they have turned into what they are today."

Shen Lue observed these threads secretly.

There seems to be huge power in these lines, which comes from the dying gods, all flowing towards Bishamonten.

It is the power of faith.

Bishamonten is using these threads to take the power of faith in Takamagahara as his own, which is why the place has become so miserable and desolate.

He raised his head and asked:

"Are you stealing Takamagahara's faith?"

Bishamonten shrugged:

“I don’t really like the word stealing, but you insist on saying it and I don’t bother to correct you.

"That's right.

"Over the past hundreds of years, the oracles received by the priests in the mortal world, and even the messages received by the underworld, are actually my thoughts, Baqi."

He looked Shen Lue up and down, and suddenly the conversation changed:

"I didn't expect your strength to be far greater than Amaterasu.

"Why don't you accept the transformation of the Celestials? I can promise you that when the Celestials return to the mortal world, you will never have to worry about your life."

Shen Lue's level 150 strength indeed exceeded Bishamonten's expectations.

It would be great if such a strong man could subdue the servants of the Celestial Race.

Shen slightly frowned:

Accept the transformation of the Celestial Race?

He looked at the withered gods hanging high above the ruined Takamagahara, and he rejected the "olive branch" offered by Bishamonten on the spot.

The old guys like Gao Tianyuan are already shady enough.

As a result, they were all played so badly.

How terrifying and insidious the Celestial Clan's behavior is is unimaginable. Submit to them? Absolutely impossible.

However, Shen Lue did not deny it immediately, but asked:

"Your invitation... I can consider it.

"But before that, you have to let me figure out a few things."

He had many questions and needed to get answers from Bishamonten.

oh?

Bishamonten raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly:

"Can."

Shen cleared his throat slightly and started the first question:

"First of all, why would the Celestial Race invade Gao Tianyuan's faith? With your strength, it seems there is no need."

A smile appeared on Bishamonten's lips:

"I might as well tell you.

"In ancient times, the celestial race also lived in the mortal world. Because their appearance was very different from that of the human race, they were exiled to the desolate moon back."

He raised his hand, and a picture appeared:

On the back of the moon, the Celestials have built their own towns and civilizations, with various tall and glorious buildings stretching endlessly, no less impressive than the mortal world.

“Fortunately, we heavenly beings are very lucky.

"Although the back of the moon is desolate, it contains the unique aura of the moon. Not only did we successfully survive, but our strength increased by leaps and bounds."

Swish——

The picture changes.

The Celestial Race, which has become more powerful, has made a comeback. In order to avenge their exile, countless soldiers and horses set out from the back of the moon to kill the mortal world in a mighty manner.

For a time, mortal corpses were everywhere.

Shen Lue could smell the strong smell of blood even through the illusory scene.

Swish——

The screen changes again.

Bishamonten hummed softly:

"But at that time, some interesting people did appear in the mortal world."

In the picture, many familiar scenes suddenly appeared:

A West Asian man sitting under the Bodhi tree, a white man being crucified, and an old man riding a green bull through Hangu Pass

“At that time, powerful figures in the mortal world established sects and integrated beliefs one after another.

"Let it be said that times make heroes."

On Japan Island, it was Izanami and Izanagi who formally established Takamagahara.

call--

Bishamonten breathed a sigh of relief:

"These guys took advantage of the Celestial Race being unprepared and beat us back to the back of the moon. At the same time, they used the power of faith to set up a barrier between the mortal world and the moon to prevent us from returning to the mortal world."

After hearing this, Shen Lue had roughly guessed the Celestial Clan's conspiracy:

The power of eroding faith in the mortal world.

Bishamonten stole Takamagahara in order to control all the power of the mortal believers in the hands of the Celestials.

etc!

Faith in the world is far more than just Gao Tianyuan!

At least there are Buddhists, Taoists, etc.

Could it be that.

He slowly widened his eyes.

Bishamonten saw through Shen Lue's thoughts:

"You're right.

"I am just one of the generals of the Celestial Clan, and I am only responsible for subduing Gao Tianyuan. As for the various sects in the mortal world, of course other Celestial beings are responsible.

"Although you are the powerful evil god here,

"Maybe what you see is just the tip of the iceberg, the frog at the bottom of the well."

After explaining, he seemed a little impatient:

"Okay, that's all.

"Yama no Orochi, what are your thoughts?"

Shen Lue began to quickly mobilize his divine power:

"How about it?

"Of course. I want to eliminate you!"

His eyes lit up instantly, and the mountain-like true form of Yamata no Orochi appeared behind him, and a huge shadow enveloped most of the deserted Takamagahara.

boom!

The eight snake heads spit out divine flames at the same time, rendering the surrounding world purple.

[Magic Skill] Flame of Divine Wrath.

"oh?"

Bishamonten is unhurried and unhurried.

He picked a piece from the white lotus flowers surrounding him, pinched it with two fingers, and threw it lightly downwards.

Swish——

When the purple divine flames all over the sky hit the white petals, it was like ice and snow meeting the hottest sun in midsummer. They melted away in an instant, leaving no trace.

Bishamonten's eyes gradually became sharper:

“Obsessive.

"It seems that the noble Celestial Clan is about to lose a dispensable servant."

He raised his hand and pressed it directly.

In an instant, Shen Lue's eyes were filled with only white snow.

"Oops."

He could feel that his body was like a snowman being roasted by the high temperature, and it would be erased soon.

Bishamonten's strength is somewhat unexpectedly strong.

"Yata mirror."

He quickly took out the artifact he carried with him.

Can't beat it.

Then find a way to run!

The mirror spirit quickly emerged from the inside of the bronze mirror: "Mr. Yaqi, what should we do now?"

It also senses intense danger.

Shen thought for a while and asked:

"Mirror, is there any way you can take me through time and space to avoid Bishamonten?"

He wanted to imitate the plan he had used when he was at Yamatai, to go back in time and solve the fragment of Izanami's power.

However, this time Jing Ling shook his head:

“No sir.

"The level of the Celestial Race is beyond our imagination. Bishamonten can even contact himself who existed in the past time and space and order him in the past to continue to encircle and suppress us.

"So it won't work!"

Shen Lue's mouth twitched:

Is this okay?

Jing Ling took a breath:

"Unless, unless we try to travel to the future to escape, like

"Heian Kyo one thousand years later."