Yipin Danxian

Chapter 469: The Power of Faith
Wu Sheng took a step forward and stepped into the dry square pond. In a blink of an eye, the square pond, which was hundreds of meters long and wide, was stretched endlessly, and what appeared in front of him was a vast wilderness.

No, it's not wilderness yet, it's just the Gobi without sand and stones.

Wu Sheng exerted his strength and ran towards the towering altar in the sky. He wanted to stand on the altar and touch the statue.

Yongzhi helped Jin Wuhuan away from Fangchi, walked through the heavy rain, and exited the iron gate.

Both of them were exhausted, especially Jin Wuhuan, as if after a life-and-death fight, his true energy was almost exhausted.After taking several black ginseng pills in a row, he sat quietly at the iron gate and adjusted his breath. It took an unknown amount of time before he regained his strength.

The hooked snake clawed at the iron gate, the snake's head looked inside desperately, it seemed that it was looking forward to the wind and rain in the cave world, but under Wu Sheng's entrustment, it dared not let go of the iron gate.

Seeing Yongzhi and Jin Wuhuan waking up, Hooked Snake's forked tail made complicated gestures at them, Yongzhi smiled and said: "You go, Doctor Jin and I will guard the gate."

Seeing the hooked snake rushing into the door in the blink of an eye, Jin Wuhuan remembered to ask: "When did Brother Wu practice witchcraft? The witches he manifested are quite spiritual, and they are more powerful than the witches of Dao Nanshe and the village masters." Much stronger."

Yong Zhi shook his head and said: "There is no way to compare, can a dead thing be compared with a living thing?"

Jin Wuhuan sighed: "Brother Wu is really a master... I didn't think it before, I just thought that I was only a level behind him, but now it seems that this level is like a moat, he can actually enter the fairy altar !"

Yong Zhi nodded, then shook his head again, thinking that the first half of the sentence is correct, the doctor is a master, but the second half of the sentence is wrong. How is this a matter of different realms? Is there such a difference in one realm? ?I myself have attained the level of advanced god-refining spirit distraction. Speaking of which, I am in the same level as Dr. Shen, but do you think it looks like it is in the same level?
But these words were too complicated, he didn't have the mood to say them, he just stared blankly at the wind and rain inside the door, without saying a word.

The hooked snake scurried into the door and felt extremely comfortable. The strong wind blows into its mouth and the raindrops fall on its body. Every moment is so pleasant. Every time you take a breath of wind and touch a drop of rain, there is no beauty in it. Unparalleled!
He drilled back and forth in the wind and rain, and went straight up to a height of hundreds of feet, looking for lightning in the dark clouds, and then suddenly rushed down and fell into the flooded "river". The moment he broke through the "river", the two A short horn protruded from the top of the head, and he couldn't help shouting out: "Om——"

With a long breath, the trembling cave hall was shaken by wind and rain!

……

Yongzhi turned around again and left the cave, went through the ancient well to the ground, and when he came back, he said to Jin Wuhuan: "It's the third day."

Jin Wuhuan nodded, and sighed, "I don't know how long Brother Wu will run away? You said it's a phantom formation..."

Yong Zhi didn't want to understand, but he didn't talk so much nonsense, but got into the torrential rain again, came to Fangchi and called: "Doctor——"

Wu Sheng was still running hard in the square pool, and he heard the call out, and asked, "What route is this time?"

Yongzhi looked at it for a while, and replied: "Zhizi, after the end, go back the same way...doctor, go out first."

The coercion emanating from the statue was always there, Yongzhi didn't dare to wait any longer, kowtowed respectfully to the statue, and quickly backed out.

Although Jin Wuhuan didn't help much, he found a way to reduce the coercion, that is, every time he approached the altar, he kowtowed and said a prayer silently. No matter what he said, he should be more sincere and respectful in his heart. Feeling lessened.

Yongzhi was a little bit resistant at first, but his pride couldn’t match the reality. When he came to visit Wu Sheng several times, he found that it was really effective, so he also bowed his head—kneeling down to the ancient gods is not a shameful thing to say thing.

On the way back to the iron gate, the hooked snake came out of the wind and rain again, and blocked the way in front of Yongzhi. After several times, Yongzhi already knew what he meant, and replied casually: "It's three points more majestic... well, the beard is also Come out, like a dragon... ok ok, let me out..."

Jin Wuhuan was still thinking about the question that had troubled them for two days, and said, "Longmen Altar, is this the Dragon God?"

Yong Zhi shook his head and said: "I don't study much, but I also know that there is no dragon god who uses an iron drill as a magic weapon."

Jin Wuhuan said: "Maybe it's not an iron chisel, in my opinion, it's more like a chisel, a long-handled iron chisel? When I was in Leigong Mountain, I saw someone digging spiritual ore with an iron chisel, it looks very similar."

Yong said straightly: "Dragon God uses an iron chisel? Wearing a bamboo hat?"

Jin Wuhuan continued to speculate: "Mountain God?"

Just as he was speaking, Wu Sheng's voice came from inside the iron gate: "Don't you guys take a look at that tripod?"

"doctor!"

"Brother Wu came out?"

Wu Sheng shook the water droplets on his body, and said: "I'm not running anymore, I can't run past it anyway, if it's a magic circle, but I can't find any disk... I have something to ask, you follow me... ...Who got the water stains on the edge of the square pool? How did they get in? Have you seen it?"

Yongzhi and Jin Wuhuan followed into the wind and rain again, and reached the side of the square pool. Wu Sheng pointed to the few drops of water on the edge of the pool: "Look, it's obviously not rain, it can't be wiped off, it can't be dried..."

While speaking, Jin Wuhuan knelt down and kowtowed as usual, silently praying twice to relieve the pressure he felt, and then went to look at the few drops of water: "I don't know..."

Wu Sheng and Yong Zhi said in unison: "Huh?"

Just after Jin Wuhuan bowed down, there was another drop of water on the bottom of the pool!
Wu Sheng fell into a sluggish state again, and the whisper of the beautiful woman in his dream came faintly in his ears: "The power of faith...the power of faith...the power...the power..."

This time, he quickly recovered from his trance and shouted: "Come again, kowtow together!"

The three kowtowed in the strong wind and heavy rain, and there were three more water spots in the pool.

"Come again!"

Three more water spots.

"Come again!"

This time it's two drops.

"Come again..."

"Brother Wu, I'm dying..." Jin Wuhuan kowtowed several times, almost fainted, he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat, and it kept dripping down from his forehead.

Helping Jin Wuhuan out, Yongzhi couldn't help it, so he quickly took black ginseng pills to make up for the spent real energy.

Wu Sheng was thinking hard: "What should I do? Just rely on three people to kowtow, how long will it take for the power of worship to fill the Fangchi and send me to the other side?"

Longmenchi's majesty is too strict, and even Jin Wuhuan won't be able to survive for long. Without the cultivation base of the gods, he may not be able to rely on it, and it is impossible to organize a large number of monks in the realm of the gods to kowtow.

After much deliberation, there is only one way - kowtow outside, but I don't know if it will work or not?
"Kowtow outside the gate, I'll go in and have a look." After Wu Sheng ordered, he rushed into the rain again, came to the Longmen Altar, lay down on the side of the square pool and stared at the bottom of the pool.

Soon, there were two more water stains on the bottom of the pool.

Wu Sheng was overjoyed, and after going out, he greeted the two of them to go back the same way, kowtow again at the mouth of the well, and went back to the Longmen altar by himself to keep watching.

Two more drops of water stains!
Repeatedly, after three days of trying back and forth, Wu Sheng came to two conclusions: one is that kowtowing is invalid when the two people are more than ten feet away from the mouth of the well; Among them, the mean is about seven drops, Jin Wuhuan is twelve drops, and Wu Sheng himself has only a poor three drops.

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