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Chapter 355: The Cultivation Method of Incense Shinto

The Messenger of the Holy City, or the Messenger of the Holy Spirit City.

Wearing a cloak, it is difficult to see clearly.

He slowly took out a glowing bead.

Muttering to himself.

A colorful light rose from the palm of the hand and floated towards the bead.

The beads received the light, and in an instant, the light became brighter.

The bead in his hand floated up to the sky, and the messenger from the holy city pointed at it.

A mysterious sound came from the bead and spread in all directions.

The sound was not loud, but it could be heard by every immortal seeker below.

Ye Fengnian calmed down and concentrated, learning carefully.

Not only Ye Fengnian, but the other immortal seekers as well, need to comprehend carefully, as this is a chance to comprehend the way to immortality.

The same thing happens in many places in Holy Spirit City.

The Holy Spirit City is too big to gather these ordinary people together and learn magic together.

An hour passed quickly.

The beads suspended in the air stopped making any sound, and their light gradually dimmed.

With a wave of his hand, the bead fell back into the hands of the Holy City messenger.

The people below were still not satisfied.

Ye Fengnian's eyes were full of loss.

It only took one hour from hearing about the magic, to memorizing it, and then to comprehending it.

It is simply impossible to learn the magic arts within one hour.

At least, Ye Fengnian was confused and didn't even have a vague understanding of what he heard.

Turning to look at the others.

Looking at the expressions on their faces that were similar to his own, Ye Fengnian let out a long sigh. It turned out that he was not the only one who didn't understand.

That's good.

That's good.

With a large base, anything can happen.

A girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, sat cross-legged in meditation with her eyes closed. Strands of golden light emanated from her body.

A gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the Holy City messenger, and he flashed to the side of the girl.

After a dozen breaths, the girl opened her eyes, and the Holy City messenger's voice came out at this time, "Are you willing to take me as your master?"

The girl opened her eyes and was a little confused at first, but then she came to her senses and knelt on the ground, saying, "Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."

"Good good."

The Saint's Messenger was very happy and said, "This is our first meeting, and I don't have anything good to give you, so I will just give you a great way of cultivation."

Without waiting for the girl to say anything more, the saint messenger raised his hand and threw the beads in his hand into the sky again.

In an instant.

The brilliance shines.

An extremely powerful pressure emanated from the bead.

Except for the girl and the saint's messenger, everyone felt as if there was a thousand pounds of weight on their bodies, making it hard for them to breathe.

This pressure is still increasing rapidly.

Some people who were physically weak were directly crushed to the ground.

Some people's bodies were directly crushed.

It was as if a thousand-pound rock fell from the sky and hit people.

There was a hint of fear in the girl's eyes.

But soon, a hint of excitement appeared.

Is this the powerful method used by immortal cultivators?
Ye Fengnian prostrated himself on the ground, his eyes filled with unwillingness and fear.

boom.

The body of a girl next to him exploded.

Ye Fengnian's face was covered in blood, and the unwillingness in his eyes disappeared, replaced by only fear.

boom.

bang bang.

Every now and then someone would explode.

It's like setting off fireworks.

Tens of thousands of people died, and one third died. At this time, the Saint's Messenger's voice was heard, "Good disciple, now the lives of these worthless creatures are in your hands. You decide, let them live or let them die."

The magic arts granted by the saint messenger are actually the incense and Shinto techniques.

To practice Shinto, one needs the power of faith from non-Shinobi creatures.

Master is creating the power of incense and faith for me to use in my practice.

Things are simple.

Master wants to kill thousands of these people.

The key opinion that can determine their life or death is in her mouth.

I saved you, shouldn't you be grateful to me and offer me your worship and faith?
That's right, that's it.

The girl immediately spoke up and said, "Master, these people are all immortal seekers like me, and they all have some ties to one degree or another, so please forgive them once."

"Look at them. They are not respectful at all. Are you sure you want to forgive them?"

"I think they should be obedient." The girl looked down at the people crawling on the ground and said, "Am I right?"

"Yes, I will be respectful."

Someone made a small sound.

There was no other way. It was impossible for anyone to speak loudly and smoothly when being pressed to the ground by a thousand-pound boulder. The girl did not even look at those who were begging for mercy in a low voice. A helpless look appeared on her face. She said, "Are you all unwilling to be submissive?"

"Ok."

The girl spoke to herself, "Then I can't help you either."

The girl looked at the Holy City messenger and opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but seemed a little hesitant. She looked at the people lying on the ground, with some pity in her voice, "If you really don't want to, I may not be able to... I may not be able to let you..."

The girl did not finish her words. She looked at her master.

The Holy City messenger looked at his new disciple with a look of satisfaction on his face, and cast his spell once again.

The pressure increased instantly.

Several more people exploded one after another.

With fear in his eyes, Ye Fengnian shouted loudly: "I am willing to obey the fairy, I am willing to obey the fairy, please have mercy on me, forgive me, forgive me..."

By the end of his shouting, Ye Fengnian's voice was already heart-wrenching.

A look of satisfaction appeared on the girl's face, and she looked towards her master.

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The Holy City messenger nodded without any movement. Ye Fengnian only felt the pressure on his body disappear.

After taking a few deep breaths and slowing down, Ye Fengnian knelt down on the ground as soon as he was able to move. He kowtowed to the girl repeatedly, muttering to herself devoutly, "Thank you, Fairy Lady. You are kind and benevolent, and you are a fairy that is rarely seen in the ages..."

Ye Fengnian said all the good things he could think of, no matter how exaggerated they were.

The girl seemed very satisfied.

With the lead, more people choose to shout out and say what they are willing to say.

A satisfied smile appeared on the girl's face.

At the same time, he could feel a mysterious force rushing towards her.

"Why don't you practice quickly?"

"Yes, Master."

The girl immediately understood and began to practice.

In a sense, the practice of incense and fire Shintoism is a more correct way of practice.

You just need to manage and develop well and let more people believe in you, and you will become stronger day by day.

It's just that some people have gone astray.

This way of getting other creatures to believe in practitioners is somewhat evil, demonic, and a bit of a scam. However, it is very effective and can quickly improve the cultivation of the gods.

However, having said that, in such a vast land, whether it is humans or any other living beings, they are the least valuable things.

The girl's talent was truly strong; she had absorbed countless powers of faith in just a quarter of an hour.

The Holy City messenger who was guarding the girl showed joy in his eyes.

The faster her disciples practice, the faster she will practice.

Maybe, with the help of her disciple's cultivation speed, she could surpass those old immortals above her, and thus reach a higher level.

The entire Holy Spirit City has a strict hierarchy.

How much incense power you can absorb is determined by your level.

The same applies to offering incense.

Those who stand at the top of the pyramid will always stand at the top of the pyramid.

When the girl opened her eyes, the Holy City messenger said, "My dear disciple, these cultivation resources will be handed over to you from now on."

"Seeing your talent today, I know that you will achieve great things in the future."

The Holy City messenger waved his hand and a whisk landed in the girl's hand. He said, "This is the magic weapon that your master gave you. This magic weapon will help you control these resources, guide you, and take you to your residence."

"There is also a booklet here with some precautions written in it."

"After reading this, you can go to your residence."

"I still have things to do, so I won't go with you."

"Best regards, Master."

The girl nodded and saluted the Holy City messenger.

"Ah."

The Holy City messenger nodded, made a gesture and prepared to leave.

However, something strange happened.

No matter how the Holy City messenger tried to make the incense and divine power in his body, there was no reaction at all.

"what happened!!!"

The Holy City messenger was a little panicked.

The Holy City messenger continued to make hand gestures.

Keep trying.

Still useless.

"Master, you...what's wrong with you?"

The girl who noticed the abnormality asked nervously.

"Shut up, me."

The Holy City Messenger roared.

The girl was so frightened that she stopped talking for a moment.

She didn't know what was going on.

"Why not..."

"Why not..."

The Holy City messenger chanted the incantations while chanting.

The girl trembled, she was a little afraid of this master who was so 'good' to her.

Ordinary people were even more frightened. Some of them even knelt on the ground, holding their breath and crawling motionless, for fear that a single breath would cause displeasure to the evil spirits before them.

"Don't try it. Your incense and fire divine cultivation has been suppressed. It won't work anymore."

Just when the Holy City messenger was going a little crazy, a cold and indifferent voice was heard.