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Chapter 252 Pilgrimage
Every saint temple is a branch of the holy religion.

This is rare in Cang Ming.

Because the saint can't listen to the prayers of all living beings on her own.

So she distributed the power of answering prayers to the five gods.

That is not only a false name fabricated by the headmasters of the holy sect in the name of gods, but also the origin of the five ghosts and gods in the future.

Ordinary people only need to pray to the ghosts and gods of the five directions, and they will get a response.

And only those who have the permission of the holy religion can see the statue of the saint.

The conditions of audience in the five regions are different.

For example, the southern region where Wucheng is located is rewarded for meritorious deeds. Only those with outstanding achievements can go to the Temple of the Holy Maiden once a month to receive rewards.

The fruit forest in the Eastern Region is also once a month, but it is generally adopted as a partnership system, just like the relationship in the university dormitory, where one person visits and prays on behalf of the others every month.

As for Jianghe in the Northern Territory, due to its scattered social structure, the rules for seeing the statue of the saint are also the loosest.

But logically speaking, a foreigner like Ning Luo who has no credentials must not be qualified to enter.

However, Ning Luo used phase travel to pass through the guards of the temple and step into the temple.

The believers who came and went didn't seem to notice Ning Luo's strangeness.

Ning Luo calmed down and quietly followed behind the believers.

Go back a few steps and you will find the statue of the saint.

Ning Luo was at the end of the line, seeing everyone in front of him praying one after another.

"My lord, my family is in a difficult situation, and I went to sea twice without harvest. I want to catch a net of Tsing Yi next time I go to sea!"

The sandalwood sticks up, and the gray smoke curls up.

Two brilliant water spirit beads on the table suddenly appeared out of thin air.

Ning Luo raised his eyebrows, he is familiar with this!

Isn't this the same as the process of enshrining in the Spirit Village?
Burn incense, pray, and receive rewards.

It's just that there is no need to sacrifice ashes to pray in the temple, as long as you open your mouth, you can get the water spirit orb given by the saint.

"interesting."

"It seems that I underestimated the statue of the saint."

"Compared to the one in the spirit village, the statue of the saint in the dream is obviously more effective."

The intention of bestowing two water spirit beads is also obvious.

It is to let the fisherman use the water spirit pearl as bait to lure Tsing Yi, and then catch them all.

The fisherman got the water spirit pearl and left with a smile on his face.

The woman presiding over the prayer was wearing a spacious silk dress, lazily maintaining order: "Next one, wait a moment, wait for the incense to go out, and then pray."

Ning Luo glanced over the crowd, then nodded thoughtfully.

When the incense is extinguished, it is a signal that the saint has finished handling prayers in other regions.

During this period, pilgrims need to wait and wait.

There were faint rustling conversations in the team.

The volume of the sound was very small, mixed with the sound of the waves outside the temple, it should not have been noticed by others.

However, Ning Luo was far superior to ordinary people in terms of hearing and consciousness, so he could hear clearly.

"It's really stupid. It's a rare opportunity to ask for a net of Tsing Yi."

"It was me who said that if you want a net of red spots, you can get at least five water spirit beads!"

"Five are not enough. If you swallow one water spirit bead, you can only keep the golden spear alive for a day."

"But there are estimated to be 30 days in this month. We can't come to pray every day, and we will definitely be stopped outside the temple."

"Who said it couldn't be done?"

The pilgrim on the side glanced at the preacher and whispered to his companion: "It's not easy to go on a pilgrimage. Take your woman with you and come to the Holy Maiden Temple at night. Then play with the preacher and the guards. Will you be able to do it tomorrow?" Are you allowed in?"

"You! What are you talking about! That's mine"

"Shh-"

The pilgrim made a silent gesture, lowered his voice, and mocked: "Your face is blushing, why are you pretending to be noble? Look at the preacher, she is quite a beauty. Wouldn't you like to play with her? It is said that there is no water spirit As far as Zhu is concerned, ten or so people are not enough for her entertainment."

The other person gritted his teeth and asked, "But, but she wants it, why should I bring Axiu here?"

"People like it~"

The pilgrim licked his lips and teased, "Think about it, when you watch Sister Xiu and the group of gatekeepers coughing and coughing. People just like to see your expression at that time. Maybe it can irritate you, and it will also make you angry." It's more exciting."

The other person was silent for a long time, and suddenly realized something, and suddenly raised his head: "You, you haven't done this before, have you?!"

The pilgrim smiled mysteriously: "Well, the preacher sister also taught me how to cheat the water spirit beads. I came back the next day and took a full sixteen!"

"Then what would your Xiaoyan think???"

"Oh, this is also for her own good."

The corner of Ning Luo's mouth twitched, dumbfounded.

His fingers trembled slightly, he could only suppress the impulse to activate the divine way, and listened indifferently to the crazy words in the temple.

The level of psychopathy in this group of people is appalling, and they not only sink into it and cannot extricate themselves, but also drag others into the quagmire.

Just like the weirdness in the black sand.

Even Ning Luo couldn't figure out what the structure of the brain circuits of pilgrims and preachers was.

People can't, at least they shouldn't.
It's impossible for wild animals to act like this, right?

If we continue to stay in this kind of place, sooner or later, the Three Views must be lost.

But it's not over yet.

When Ning Luo listened to the whispers of others, what he heard was the same content.

The purpose of their need for water spirit beads is actually very simple, not for fishing, but to use it to regulate internal energy, nourish yin and nourish yang.

Ning Luo also understands the reason.

The movement of water happens to correspond to the kidney.

The kidney is where the sea of ​​qi is located, and it is also the place where the essence and qi meet.

The process of refining and transforming qi happens in the kidneys.

So the kidney is obviously also the key to regulating internal qi.

At some point, residents of the Northern Territory discovered an interesting "remedy".

They can swallow water spirit beads into their stomachs, so they can maintain vigorous energy throughout the day.

But the water spirit pearl is the product of dao yun and spiritual consciousness after all, so ordinary people can't digest it, and can only excrete it from the body in the end, and can't recycle it.

And this is the root of the nutrient enrichment in the rivers and rivers in the northern region.

Ning Luo was shocked.

Now even a formidable enemy like the Human Sovereign who devours the world can't make him so moved again.

The paradoxical brain circuits of the lunatics in the Northern Territory made Ning Luo extremely astonished and speechless.

This.
Is it really something that humans can do?
Until a pilgrim looked at the statue of the saint obsessively, and whispered affectionately to himself: "Oh, my lord saint"

Ning Luo opened his mouth slightly, and finally realized the essence of the five-dimensional paradox.

From the greed of the blacksmith's deacon, to the shallow exploitation of the mine pool, to the laziness of the fruit grower, to the obsession of the fisherman
The paradox is not aimed at the so-called cause of crime.

Rather, it means desire.

Wealth, sex, fame, food and sleep.

This is the inexhaustible desire in Buddhism, and it is also the desire most often pursued by the world.

And those strange things in the strange world, without exception, are people who are swallowed by the five desires.

Where do people have the most desires?

Ning Luo can now conclude that at least it is definitely not a market, nor is it a neighbor, and it is even more impossible to be a high-rise compound.

But a temple.

Just like the ghosts and gods of the five directions did not exist originally.

There are no gods in this world, and gods are just the embodiment of human desires.

When human beings face things that they cannot solve by themselves, they will place their hope in Shinto.

It may not be an obvious dilemma, or it may be a certain emotion, a certain knot.

For example, the sense of guilt after murder, the sense of immorality after cheating, and the sense of guilt after committing evil.
Even simply chasing the so-called "peace" and the so-called "leaving the dust".

That is also a kind of desire, and it is a desire that cannot be solved by oneself.

Pilgrims either have something they can't get, or can't get rid of it, can't let go, or are uneasy about the way ahead, or just want to calm their minds.
I can't do it myself.

So appeal to the gods.

Therefore, the temple seems noble, but it is always mixed with the world's most surging desires.

Are the pilgrims really praying to the saint?
Obviously not.

There is no god in their eyes, only the sustenance of their own desires.

Ordinary faith sustenance is not bad, after all, it is just a layer of psychological comfort.

But the Underworld is completely different.

The saint will answer the prayers of the pilgrims, fulfill their wishes and satisfy their desires.

Ning Luo's eyes became colder, and his heart suddenly realized.

"So the Temple of the Holy Maiden is not only not the most noble place in the past."

"Instead, it's a swamp where filth is concentrated."

Ning Luo suppressed the anger in his heart.

Perhaps it was because he had read too many novels, especially those ancient martial arts heroes, which made him feel particularly jealous in his bones.

Even though Ning Luo himself is not a saint, this does not prevent him from hating those creatures that exceed the bottom line of human beings.

The humming replaced the weird whispers around.

Ning Luo held his breath and waited in line, recalling the experience before time travel.

He was often called an angry youth by others, and he was often scolded for not being smooth enough.

During his graduation internship, he saw his boss's PUA female colleague, so he resolutely exposed it, but the colleague sitting next to him looked at her with blank eyes, and was even reprimanded in a bad mood.

After resigning, Ning Luo didn't think there was any problem with his position.

But it is undeniable that the method he chose was indeed a little impulsive.

It's just this impulse, he can't restrain it.

It's like being etched into the DNA, it's almost instinctive.

Just like the first time he saw the group of mobs yelling at him, the first time he heard the provocation from Ye Chen, the first time he heard about Fushi's rumors on the forum
That instinctive rage came from deep within him.

Even, it is a deeper place.

The humming stopped, but the sound of the waves remained the same.

When he woke up again, Ning Luo had already arrived in front of the statue of the saint.

The reason why he had to endure this process was just to confirm his guess.

Ning Luo took out three sticks of sandalwood and put them up in the incense burner.

At the same time, he lightly placed his palm in front of the incense burner, and calmly said: "I want water spirit beads, the more the better."

"puff"

"Where's the idiot?"

"Do you think that the saint is your bank? If you want to withdraw money, you can withdraw it?"

"He's here to make a splash, isn't he?"

"Hey, don't tell me, this kid is quite handsome!"

"Don't be so damn hot! If you don't want to pray, get out and waste everyone's time!"

The pilgrims laughed sarcastically.

Even the preacher who was undressed changed his lazy face and looked at Ning Luo in confusion.

Open your mouth and want the water spirit pearl?

The more the better?
This was the first time she had seen such a pilgrim with excessive self-awareness.

Even if some people have lustful thoughts about the saint, at least when facing the statue, they still have to be respectful, self-denying and respectful, right?
This person is really a bit weird.

The preacher couldn't help but looked at Ning Luo more, thinking that this kid is really handsome.

And it doesn't look like a resident of the Northern Territory, but rather exotic?

Although the men and women in the Northern Territory are all good-looking, but that is actually the benefit of the water spirit pearl, so they will have some beauty features that make people tired of seeing.

But Ning Luo was different.

Not only is his appearance extraordinarily handsome, but his temperament is also extraordinary and refined.

"He's a good boy."

"My sister likes it."

The preacher squinted his eyes, with the tip of his tongue floating between his lips, and said softly: "If you want water spirit beads, you can go to my sister. My sister has plenty of spirit beads here~"

Ning Luo didn't answer.

He just stared at the statue of the saint, silently waiting for the answer.

The preacher's expression froze.

But it quickly turned into unspeakable excitement.

"If you want to refuse, welcome. It's more flavorful."

She leaned on the stone bench, played with her long black hair, and mocked in a soft voice: "My brother can't get the spirit beads like this. The saintess chose to listen to the prayers to solve the difficulties of the people. My brother wants the water spirit beads." If so, you have to tell the Holy Maiden what difficulties you have."

"If the Holy Maiden is unwilling to help"

"My sister can help you~"

Ning Luo still didn't answer.

He lowered his head slowly, staring intently at the three sandalwood in front of him.

Because he felt the disappearance of the ashes in his hands.

That's what he got when he killed the mantis shrimp in the fishing village just now, but now it's all absorbed by the statue of the saint.

Whether the pilgrimage can do what he wants.

Just look at this last step!
However, when the preacher who pulled his best friend into the water saw this scene, he couldn't hold back his ridicule.

"Oh, shameless for you!"

"Sister praises you so much, how dare you pretend to be deaf and dumb?!"

"In my opinion, it's better to hang him at the entrance of the Saintess Temple, and let everyone see if he can scream!"

His harsh words and vicious thoughts were rare in Ning Luo's life.

But the nearby pilgrims nodded in agreement to show their approval.

Even the preacher was visibly sullen.

Even if her ideas are well known, it would be embarrassing to be put on the stage like this.

After all, she is also the talker of the Holy Church branch.

The preacher's eyes were a little cold, and she looked Ning Luo up and down, as if thinking of a way to torture her for a while.

How about cutting it for him?
Since it can't be used by me, there's no need to keep it.

Ning Luo could only hold back his anger.

He didn't have time to talk to these evil people, because he was afraid that once he made a move, the illusion would be shattered and the sacrifice would be interrupted.

Fortunately, the Saintess finally gave the answer.

As Ashes was pulled out of Ning Luo's body by a mysterious force.

The curling smoke also suddenly changed color, like a clear lake, and also like a transparent sapphire.

The pilgrims were all dumbfounded, staring at the water-blue smoke, speechless in their hearts!

Even the one who had made pilgrimage dozens of times in the previous month had never seen such a scene!
Prayer this time.
Something doesn't seem right!

Until the preachers and pilgrims watched helplessly as Ning Luo took out a folded small cloth bag from his sleeve, and opened it silently.

The water-blue smoke all merged into the cloth bag, and turned into thousands of crystal clear water spirit beads in a blink of an eye, making a crisp collision sound.

Ding Ding Ding.
The voice was pleasant, but except for Ning Luo, no one present could cheer up.

Because they despised the object of ridicule just now, but they really got the Water Spirit Orb?
The so-called "the more the better" they just sneered at, actually filled Ning Luo with an entire small cloth bag?
Not realistic!
unreasonable!
Should not!
The strong sense of disobedience instantly awakened the consciousness of the preacher!
She felt as if she had a big dream, as if cutting something long with a huge meat tongs at the bottom of the black sand?
That's right, that's Qiu Zhi, a foreign object that shouldn't be here!
It's an uninvited guest!
They are villains who trespassed on the Holy Maiden Temple!
The dream was shattered, but it was too late.

Ning Luo folded the cloth bag, holding the bag full of water spirit beads in his left hand, and the thumb and middle finger of his right hand quickly staggered.

Snapped!
With a snap of the fingers, the sea of ​​trees fills the sky!

The spider web-like twigs swallowed the entire temple in an instant, and the proliferating thorns also penetrated all the strange bodies.

Ning Luo watched the ashes flow into his palm like a torrent, and finally heaved a long sigh of relief.

"call"

"Comfortable."

"Almost suffocated me."

Ning Luo shook his head to himself. At the last moment when the delusion dissipated, he looked at his palm with regret, and then glanced at the statue of the saint.

It's a pity that the newly acquired Ashes couldn't be replaced at the same time.

It doesn't matter though.

On the contrary, there are still opportunities.

After all, Ning Luo had already found out the method to collect Lingzhu in batches.

The obstacles to practicing the divine way no longer exist.

How many days can you survive in the environment invaded by gods and ghosts?

This kind of matter has nothing to do with Ning Luo anymore.

Ning Luo stepped out of the gray fog calmly, looked back, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "The next step is to go and play with ghosts and gods."

(End of this chapter)