Distress: My Years in Defeng Ancient Road

In the deep clear night, there are silver lamps, the sound of prayers lingers in the ears, and the faithful are hiding in the hall.

A dark incense path, a mysterious ancestral hall, and a mysterious ceremony are going on.

There are two incense candles lit on the altar table, and what is enshrined is a portrait, a portrait of a child, that is, the leader of all wishes-the Son of God.

"Your Majesty, the Son of God, my little girl Chunhua has been discriminated against because of the abscess on her face. She has been looking for famous doctors but is still unable to do anything. I sincerely pray to the Son of God to cure my disease."

After finishing the prayer, the woman picked up the dagger on the altar table, scratched her palm with the sharp blade, and prayed with blood.

Vermilion blood dripped onto the small cauldron on the table, and instantly, clouds of smoke rolled up.

Then, the woman touched her face with her hands and cried with joy.

"My face, my face."

When the dream comes true, the fire in the heart is rekindled and the silver lamp is dimmed.

As the wish came true, another palace lantern outside the ancestral hall was lit up, which was a pity for those who came after.

"Oh, one less opportunity."

"The red palm is dedicated to the heart, and the sincerity of the intention is spiritual. The six lanterns are the witness, and all wishes will return to God."

"The six wish slots per day are really not enough."

"There are still so many people queuing up front. From my perspective, we will have to queue up again tomorrow."

"I'm just afraid that when it's our turn, the Son of God won't want to respond."

"In the beginning, Youshi came here to preach, perform miracles, build ancestral halls, and help nearby people escape from suffering. I believe that the Son of God whom Youshi serves is also compassionate. As long as we are sincere enough, the silver lamp will surely light up."

While the people in line were talking, another palace lantern was lit up, leaving only the last of the six palace lanterns.

A middle-aged man lamented: "Another opportunity is missing."

All this was witnessed by other people, but there was a lot of contempt in the eyes of those who came.

"Using such means to harvest the power of faith, seriously, do not take the Tribunal of the Three Religions into consideration." After observing several prayers, Jin Liuying understood the layout of the ancestral hall clearly.

This move is worse than the Yunwu Villa case, but the person behind the scenes is far smarter than Luo Tangqing.

If he hadn't been more skilled, he would have been deceived.

"Fortunately, Xiaojin, you had the foresight and didn't ask Bodhisattva to come."

Yuan Wuxiang on the side said that in this situation, if Wen Bo had come in advance, he would have demolished the ancestral hall, found out the people behind the scenes, and executed them on the spot in front of the people as a warning to others.

If they hadn't received the news and come in person, Wan Yuan Tong Gui might still be at large.

Because the power to respond to people's prayers is the power of wishes.

That is the power of faith.

However, the people's prayers and offerings are more than just their willpower. There are causes and effects. However, the huge gap between cause and effect is obviously unreasonable. Wanwan Gonggui uses righteousness to package itself, seduce the church members and believers, and induce them to donate voluntarily. Everything, the situation will differ depending on the object.

During the recent period of observation, the two of them naturally discovered something.

The power to respond to prayers comes from the people themselves who pray to the so-called Son of God. The source of the power of wishes and faith is very complex.

Moreover, not everyone needs to use this power. According to observation, other believers should provide the material for all material prayers.

In other words, not only the will power, but also life and wealth can be dedicated to the so-called Son of God.

The Son of God will then distribute them uniformly.

Then, this became a miracle in the eyes of the people.

Believers dedicate everything including their lives to this wish, but they don't know it. If a believer who prays dies "accidentally", it means that the believer's belief in the Son of God is not pious enough and his willpower is not strong enough.

Under this premise, who can stop Wen Bodhi from slaying in the fire?

It is a pure cult.

Even if Yin Moxiao were to come, the conclusion would be the same. According to the laws promulgated by the Tribunal of the Three Religions, in this organization, all high-level officials were sentenced to death, and there was not a single unjust case. The distinction between good and evil in Jianghu may not always be clear.

Different positions have different standards for judging one thing.

Some people say that killing everyone kills is a certain cycle.

However, if it is placed under the laws of the Tribunal of the Three Religions, and under the laws of the three religions, all the deeds committed by Wan Wan will be punished by death, and there will be no forgiveness.

After re-sentencing, they can all be sentenced to death. It can only be said that once the innate people seek death, there is nothing to stop them. All the things they do start with the death penalty.

"Later, shield the transformation formation here and go to another place."

“To resolve a case, we must pay attention to both the person and the stolen property.”

Jin Liuying did not choose to take action on the spot. He learned a lot from Yin Xiaoshen and Yin Moxiao in the past at Yunwu Villa.

"I'll leave a mark." At the same time as he spoke, a part flew out of the Tiandao war box and was picked up by Yuan Wuxiang between his fingers. When he visited the fairy world in the past, he not only passed the test and obtained the Fuxi Sacred Jade, but also obtained the Holy Jade of Fuxi. His son also helped him strengthen the spirituality of the Tiandao Battle Box.

He also developed many additional functions on the original basis.

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In the middle of the water, Xiang Wufang, is a mirror of heaven and earth. It seems to be pure, but it is the place where all the wishes of the people come together.

In the world of mortals, sorrow and joy are reflected in the distance.

The scene inside the Wan Yuan Temple is reflected on the water. In the center is an elegant attic. Accompanied by the sound of poetry, the bamboo curtain slowly rises, and a white figure is seen, with white gauze covering his eyes, holding a book in his hand.

"Smoke, the breeze blows behind the curtains and the sun shines brightly.

In the sound of books, I admire the Tao for nine days. I asked which family traveled to the immortal world to refine themselves in the world, and sent messages to learn about the mysteries together.

In the leisure place of the clouds, I saw Chu Chu dressed in white, and heard that the law was brilliant. I should know that I have a master. "

The breeze blew through the peach trees on the side, and the flowers that fell on the fingers were caught by the figure. Smoke rose from the incense burner on the table, and there were crowds of people outside the attic.

"This is the title of today's instruction."

"People in the world always use flowers to describe women, and I deeply believe that. When a woman is born, she is just like a flower that falls off a branch, drifts away without a support, and decays into mud in a blink of an eye."

"The crux of the problem is the word "Li Zhi". Those who detach from branches have no roots, and those without roots cannot stand. If a woman wants to stand in the world, there are only two ways, either to find branches to rely on, or to be like you."

The heads gathering outside the attic have two things in common. Firstly, they are all human heads, dead people, only heads. Secondly, these heads are all hung on the surrounding branches.

The figure in the attic is actually giving a lecture to the dead head.

It's strange.

This place is located in the hinterland of the city, not far from the Heavenly Palace of the Kingdom of God, which is the headquarters of Wan Yuan Tong Gui.

"That's the end of the daily class, we have a guest."

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere of heaven and earth suddenly changed, and a long white sheathed sword materialized on its own, shaking uneasily.

Suddenly.

Zheng——

The sound of the sword's chant spread through, like the trembling resonance of the heaven and earth, like the whistle of thousands of birds flying together, just like a pilgrimage, composing the most sacred and solemn hymn.

On the horizon, the magnificent clouds are winding like a long dragon. Looking up, I can see the scene of thousands of swords paving the road before my eyes.

"Hao Derou looks at the Kyushu, respects the emperor and asks the princes; killing the living and the dead to save one's own life, what should one ask for when evil ways are rampant?

Stopping martial arts is not the whole thing, and teaching the people is half the effort; the clear river and the clear shadows ask if the heart is not, and the Spring and Autumn Period alone prospers the ram boat. "

In the sound of the poem, two figures stepped forward with thousands of swords. They were enemies, not friends.

(End of this chapter)