Wizards of the North

"Do they also condense into godheads?"

The mother's question just hit the itchy place of other people, so everyone's eyes instantly focused on Bran.

"Maybe, maybe not." Bran stretched out his hand, "If the fire of life generated by faith is not enough, then it is likely to become a decoration here.

Generating the godhead requires extremely pure fire of faith, but what about this?

——Too mottled. "

Bran stretched out his hands somewhat helplessly, "Moreover, the number is not very large."

Someone interjected and asked: "We also know that the purer the better, but why is this?"

"Perhaps because the pure fire of faith means believing without reservation, believing that you are'it'. This'belief' contains many meanings, such as sacrifice, dedication, etc. It is also because With sacrifice and dedication, those authority will be stripped away.

Devout believers are very important, because they are willing to sacrifice and sacrifice for their faith. They are indispensable in the process of condensing the Godhead.

I think those particles that represent authority are contained in the fire of their faith. They collide and gather, and then condense into a unified godhead.

From then on, the authority attributable to faith has its basis. No matter how small it is, it can draw its power from the fire of faith-no matter if the fire is pure or mottled. "

Bran looked up and looked, "There are some things, even if you don't say them, I will definitely do; some things are powerless. At present, there is still a lack of devout souls in these kingdoms.

You know, the environment in which the first godhead was born is the kingdom of god, the fire of faith, and the soul in it. So send devout believers as soon as possible, even if it is one. "

Someone sighed slightly, "Oh, you know this kind of thing is in a hurry."

"I'm not in a hurry. I just want to explain things clearly so that you can rest assured." Bran smiled at this point. "When the godhead condenses, you can take it away with the kingdom of god.

I believe that by then, you should be able to take care of everything. "

Someone continued to ask: "So, what is the role of the Godhead?"

"I don't know, I don't even have a shadow of my own godhead. In this regard, you can ask my sister, she should understand, after all, the godhead has been in her hands for a while.

Don't look at me like that, I just temporarily take care of these large and small kingdoms to ensure their normal operation and safety. Even if there is a space for a godhead, I will not use it to play around. "

Seeing someone looking up and searching, Bran had no choice but to explain: "No need to find it. Even I, without knowing it, haven't noticed its existence.

do you know?

The first godhead showed up when my sister arrived, and it radiated bright light in her hands. So I think-the godhead born from the fire of faith must also bear the mark of faith, and it is difficult for others to get involved. "

Bran's thumb and index finger were subconsciously twisted, "Moreover, my godhead will condense sooner or later, there is no need to rush to fiddle with other people's things."

The mother standing next to Bran noticed Bran's little movement and laughed silently. She raised her hand and patted Bran's shoulder, sighing and joking: "Why doesn't it grow?"

"Uh..." Bran increased his tone, "I'm telling the truth."

"Well, I believe you."

Mother patted Bran on the shoulder again to confirm. Then he said: "Even if the Godhead has not yet condensed, we still feel a little different.

We probably understand it now, what you said-the general trend.

Now there is one thing we want to hear from you. "

"whats the matter?"

"The Kingdom of God."

"--Oh?"

"You kids have one reason or another to build your new home outside, but we don't."

Bran reminded in a low voice, "It's the kingdom of God."

"Well, this is exactly what I want to say. Unlike you, we will go out and will definitely come back. So today's home is our kingdom of God."

Bran blinked, but couldn't react for a while...

"You--, I didn't understand."

"We have seen you here, and also seen your sister and younger sister, how do you say-but so. I am not talking about being built by you, but before being built.

In fact, some of the ideas are already there, but they are not so clear. Until, we also felt the general trend of the world you once said.

Family--

That year, when you suddenly returned to your hometown, you mentioned the taste of home. "

The mother lifted her head and took a deep breath, "This is what you said-the taste of home? It really made me sad for a long time.

At first, I thought that only you, a child, would be like this. After all, you are different. You have been since you were young, but you didn't expect your sister and younger sister to be like this.

After seeing your home, I gradually understood what the taste of home is, and that is how I feel every time I return to my hometown. You are right, the old house exudes a familiar taste, waiting for my return.

do you know?

Every time I step into the house, I will say silently in my heart-I am back.

But I still hesitated, afraid that I was wrong. Until, I felt the general trend of this world and sensed that some kind of power poured into my body from a distance. I suddenly understood that maybe you are driven by this force to put everything down and find your home.

Don't tell me, you still have flowers. You know, you have more than it in your life.

No need to explain, because I have already begun to understand. "

Bran was silent for a while, then said softly: "Sorry..."