Chapter 226

Chen Cuo fell into a great crisis!
This brush is not aimed at that terrifying and grand will, because currently he can barely guarantee a trace of clarity in his heart.

But it was this clarity that let him know that even if he tried his best, he would definitely not be a match for the master of will, and the realm gap between the two sides was huge!
If it wasn't for distance or other restrictions, I'm afraid the other party's mere appearance would be enough to suppress him!

Therefore, what he swiped towards was that pitch-black talisman!
The pitch-black talisman was swiped by the five-color light, and immediately fell into the gourd!

The terrifying will sensed something was wrong, and wanted to stop it, but failed to do so. It could only watch helplessly as the pitch-black talisman fell into the gourd!

"This is... So, it's really you?"

However, as the talisman completely entered the gourd, the will also lost its support and returned to nothingness.

"Fortunately, I left behind in advance, and just in case, I took Naer Zhurong to do a test first! This move can cut off the connection between this will and the talisman!"

Around, the black mist covering the five senses and spiritual consciousness has not completely dissipated.

rustling...

In the not so dense jungle, Zhang Fang's figure was like lightning, and with a light touch of his toes on the ground, he was several feet away.

It takes at least half a day for ordinary people to ride a horse, but he arrived in just a cup of tea.

He didn't slow down until he saw the cornice of the roof extending from the shelter of the trees not far away.

After walking a few more steps, suddenly there were many voices.

"The temple of Dahe Shuijun is really full of incense. Compared with my Taoist temple, it doesn't give way." Walking on the road paved with bluestone slabs, Zhang Fang couldn't help feeling emotional.

But he also knew in his heart that the popularity of his Taoist temple was due to the fact that he gave free consultations to others, and the temple of the Lord of the River has almost never been holy, it was only because of the government's advocacy, coupled with the turbulent river, Floods often broke out, so the people along the way often came to pray out of awe.

"Unfortunately, even praying is useless. When it should be drought, there will still be drought, and when it should be flood, there is no way to avoid it. Sometimes, because of the joy and anger of the water king, he stirs up troubles for no reason and hurts many people." life, but just because of this, it has attracted more people to come here to worship and pray for God..."

Shaking his head, Zhang Fang felt emotional, seeing the temple approaching, but there was a sudden exclamation from the temple,

Then someone shouted: "The spirit has appeared! The spirit has appeared! Mr. He has appeared!"

"what?"

"real or fake?"

"Look quickly!"

After this yell, everyone inside and outside became confused.

Without any hesitation, Zhang Fang took a step forward. Like a loach, he flashed past the chaotic crowd and went straight to the Hejun Temple.

He was still on the square in front of the temple, and he saw bursts of light shining in the hall!
Many people gathered around to watch, but soon all of them showed pain on their faces, and some of them fell to the ground and rolled over, howling in pain!

"These people have been disturbed!"

After just a glance, Zhang Fang saw the reason, then shook his head, ready to step forward to help.

Although he missed his nephew, he couldn't ignore the scene in front of him.

But just when he took out the talisman to help everyone calm down, bursts of blue light flew out of the temple!
The radiance swept across the crowd, conveying the meaning of tranquility and calmness from it, which eased the chaotic thoughts of the chaotic crowd a lot.

"Huh? This is the method of the immortal family!" Sensing the gentle meaning contained in the blue light, Zhang Fang did not release the talisman paper, but looked into the temple, and saw a girl who was walking out.

This girl is not very old, about thirteen or fourteen years old, wearing a big red jacket, holding seal formulas in her hands, and muttering words in her mouth.

Accompanied by her crisp voice, the misty singing voice fell together with the blue light, constantly calming down the chaotic thoughts of the crowd.

Zhang Fang nodded slightly, but then frowned. Seeing the comforted crowd, he finally calmed down, but suddenly his whole body trembled again, splitting into strands of thoughts.

That thought was full of negative emotions such as fear, grief, resentment, unwillingness, etc., as if being dragged by an invisible big hand, gathering towards the statue in the temple!

That statue, carved with a majestic man, was originally a mortal stone, but now it is emitting a faint black light.

The so-called apparition just now was obviously talking about this!
"This is..." Feeling the black light radiating continuously, Zhang Fang's face suddenly became solemn, "Incense thoughts? The incense thoughts stored in this statue are overflowing uncontrollably!"

Knowing this, Zhang Fang couldn't calm down.

From the side, a clear voice came——

"The incense is in disarray, which means that the deity is in a critical situation, and even the instinct to receive the incense has been disturbed! It is only a temple now, and there are at least seven or eight Hejun Temples along the banks of the river. If they are all like this, That means something must have happened to Mr. He! It has affected believers!"

Zhang Fang searched for the sound, and the target was a young man in green shirt.

The girl in the red jacket just now was standing next to the young man with a worried look on her face.

Zhang Fang knew in his heart that the big river was frozen and the water was not moving, which must have attracted the attention of other people. It is not surprising that fellow immortals found clues and wanted to come to Hejun Temple to investigate.

"These two people are not very old, but their morals are not low. They must be from famous families."

Seeing Zhang Fang looking over, the young man didn't shy away, walked towards him, cupped his hands and said, "I've met the Taoist priest and his appearance, he must have come here because of the strangeness of the big river, did you find anything?"

But the red-coated girl said: "Eighth senior brother, it's better to move these people out first, if they stay in the temple and be affected by the god statue, their lives will be shortened!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Fang shook his head and said, "It's useless. These people are all followers of Lord He. They entrust incense to Lord He, and their thoughts are connected. Even if they go to the ends of the earth, they will still be caught up, and then their thoughts will be involved!"

As soon as the young man heard this, he immediately realized that Zhang Fang was well-informed, so he stepped forward to ask for advice: "In the opinion of the Taoist priest, how should we proceed?"

Zhang Fang hesitated for a moment, but thinking about the performance of the two before, they were both obviously upright people, so he said without hesitation: "Actually, there is a reason for today's incident, and it itself involves an arrangement by Mr. He. "

"Appreciate further details."

Zhang Fang said: "A few days ago, Mr. He here distributed invitations and invited a few monks to go to Mr. He's water mansion, saying that he would hold a banquet. Counting the days, it is today!"

"Is there such a thing?" The young man's expression changed slightly immediately, and he was about to ask for advice carefully.

But before Zhang Fang could speak, the statue in the temple suddenly trembled violently!
Immediately, streams of jet-black water spewed out!

In a blink of an eye, flowing water turned into a swamp, covering the inside and outside of the temple!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Fang and others retreated one after another, or turned over and fell to the top of the wall, or retreated quickly, leaving the area covered by the black water!

All of a sudden, the believers who had improved slightly screamed, but their voices were all drowned in the water!

"Are these thoughts and will?"

Standing on the top of the wall, Zhang Fang's face suddenly changed.

Beside him, there was the sound of clothes fluttering, and then the young man and the red-coated girl came hand in hand.

The young man even said: "The river water in the thought turns into reality. This is the means to turn the fake into the real. Could it be that Lord He is the real person who returned to the real world?"

Zhang Fang frowned, shook his head, and said: "As far as I know, it's not the case. It should be that the power of the gods was born in a concrete way, turning the illusory words in the power of the gods into reality, but in any case, the situation in front of me is already It is beyond our power to interfere, alas..."

Hearing the wailing of the people in the billowing black water, he couldn't help sighing, and became more and more worried about his nephew.

The young man and the girl also sighed, feeling powerless.

But right now.

The god statue in the temple trembled suddenly, and then the weather changed suddenly. Originally, it seemed a bit gloomy and solemn, but in an instant, it revealed an ethereal aura.

In a trance, suddenly a boat jumped out of the statue.

The fire on the boat was beating, shining on one side.

The black water along the way was illuminated by the fire, and evaporated and dissipated one after another. The people who were drowning in it broke away in a moment.

 The second watch should be around eleven o'clock.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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