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Chapter 71 False God
After Cang Renshou walked away, he took off the mask. Although Yi Wen searched for top-notch materials to make the mask and didn't feel bored after wearing it for a long time, Cang Renshou still felt uncomfortable.

After entering Jianmen, Yang Shuyan looked at Cang Renshou and said, "Well...you also know the situation of Jianmen roughly, which mountain do you want to join?"

"No." Cang Renshou shook her head, she originally wanted to join the sect, just to read the sect's collection.

Now that she has Yi Wen's guarantee, she can just watch it directly, and there is no need to join Jianmen.

Although people in Jianmen can also get married, and the wife and husband also have other ideas and start a small branch, but she is not Yi Wen's husband. Although neither of them care about this matter, it is better to avoid suspicion.

She didn't really want to see Yi Wen being gossiped about.

"Cangshu Pavilion is available on every mountain, and the mountain owners of different generations have collected it themselves." Yang Shuyan scratched his head, "I don't know which mountain owner likes to collect formations."

Formation has a long history, and every Zangshu Pavilion has more or less some.

The Yi Wen sword energy on her body is the best passport.

Then let’s start with Yang Shuyan’s mountain. The first step is to visit the owner of Qianyue Mountain.

He took out his sword energy, and as expected, he was approved smoothly.

Li Tingtong couldn't go in, so he followed Yang Shuyan and Zhu Huanmeng around and listened to their introductions.

Qianyue Mountain is majestic and majestic. There is only one mountain, which is very high. From top to bottom, it is sorted according to status, and the owner of the mountain lives at the highest end.

Yang Shuyan and Zhu Huanmeng live on the mountainside, and Jianmen opens every 30 years. They are the youngest disciples.

Along the way, a disciple appeared from time to time practicing swords. When he saw Zhu and Yang, he greeted them. Some were so focused that they didn't even notice the three people passing by.

Jianmen disciples are so hardworking. Li Tingtong silently compared Zhu Youzong with Jianmen. The scale of Jianmen is naturally not as large as Zhu Youzong, but it may be because of this that Jianmen disciples are not so impetuous.

As far as Li Tingtong is concerned, he prefers Jianmen.

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Cang Renshou walked freely in the Library Pavilion, a familiar smell came, is it the fragrance of ink?Woody?

It's been a long time since I touched a book. Recalling the days in Lingguang, it really seems like a lifetime away.

I don't know what happened to An Chizhi and the others now?She left in a hurry, they were probably very worried.

I picked up a book at random, and the ban on her waist badge was unsealed naturally. There were not many people in the library, after all, they had been reading it for more than [-] years.

Suddenly a ten-year-old child came, and they were all very surprised, raising their heads from time to time, staring at her every move.

Although they didn't have any malicious intentions, Cang Life still escaped, hid in a place where no one was around, and enjoyed reading time by himself.

Cang Renshou was a little surprised that it was actually a story book, and the story book was wrapped in a ban and placed in the library?

With curiosity, she read...

People gathered around the bonfire, circling in circles, arm in arm, with oil paint on their faces and smiles on their faces.

This is the Wu people praying for rain.

The solemn and dreary ceremony of praying for rain has passed.

In 1 minute, the great rain god rained enough for the humble Wu people for 1 minute.

Qian Lingbu still remembered the coolness of the first raindrop on his face.

The cheers were deafening, and people crazily hugged their relatives, friends, and even enemies. At this moment, nothing mattered.

The noble divine rain transcends everything in the world.

This land is still under the glory of God today.

Cang Renshou felt that it was a story about praising "God". She had seen this kind of article thousands of times.

She moved her hand, ready to turn to the next page, but found a line of small words in the place covered by her hand just now: Believe in false gods, and it is very common to suffer retribution, right?
This word is flamboyant and phoenix dancing, which shows the arrogant character of this person.

It should not have been written by Gou Sansheng. For some reason, Cang Renshou is very sure. He always feels that this person is good at yin and yang, rather than direct ridicule.

After reading on, Cang Life Insurance opened Chapter 2, this chapter is about the Thousand Spiritual Steps...

Qian Lingbu is the saint of the Wu people. She is not smart, or even dull, but the Wu people don't care at all. They regard her as a servant of the gods and take good care of her.

The eyes of the saint are the springs of healing.

The voice of the saint is a sign of fading scars.

The blood of the saint will bring blessings to the Wu people.

The ashes of the Holy Maiden are the most satisfying tribute to God.

Holy Maiden, Holy Maiden...

We should thank you with our eyes.

We should use stones to tell you to remember.

Rain, rain...

Please come down.

……

Seeing this, Cang Renshou already had a vague premonition of what would happen next.

……

The saint was covered with straw, and countless flowers were piled on her body. She looked peaceful and was buried amidst the laughter and laughter of the crowd.

The fragrance of the earth, the fragrance of the flowers—everything makes Qian Lingbu suffocate.

Her cries were buried under the heavy rain for 3 minutes.

……

Without a pause, Cang Life continued to turn backwards.

……

There was an earthquake, and some fine stones fell to the ground.

Those who noticed this scene showed panic and shouted: "The mountain is about to collapse! Run!"

The people who succeeded in praying for rain once again showed disdain. Facing the collapsed mountain, they were the Wu people who were favored by the gods. How could they be defeated by small stones and mud?

"God!" The leader of the patriarch knelt down towards the sky, with tears in his eyes, and shouted, "Bring blessings to your devout believers!"

People behind the patriarch also knelt down one after another. They were praying, praying for God to show mercy.

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What a group... Cang Renshou sighed, turning to the ending, as expected, they had already been buried in the rocks and mud they despised.

At the end of this chapter, the person who commented on Chapter 1 wrote another sentence: Poor man deceived by false gods.

It can be seen that this person hates the unsatisfactory Wu people in the story.

And after this line of writing, another person wrote a comment, apparently after the last person wrote: The water god has already given a prophecy.

It seems that he is explaining for the water god.

However, why does this handwriting look so familiar?Cang Renshou stroked it a few times, as if it was a word that was easy to ask?
If it was Yi Wen, it would not be an excuse, but the truth.

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Flowers, soil and stones did not become the decorations of Qian Lingbu's tomb.

She didn't want to die, and everyone in the Wu Clan lived toward death. They asked her to make a voluntary sacrifice, and in exchange, they would give her more than ten years of fine clothes and fine food.

But she still didn't want to die, even if she broke her promise, she wanted to live.

The flowers were destroyed and stained with colorful blood.

Perhaps it was her belief that moved the heavens, and when she was dying, she entered the Tao with paranoia and became the Tao of life and death.

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Life and death?This is the end of this story, there is no follow-up.

No.1 still left a comment: Life and death?interesting.

　Swipe to this, it fits well, why look in the mirror

　　Before opening the book: If I write this way, it will definitely become a hit!

　　Early stage: It's a little difficult, but it should be manageable.

　　Mid-term: I seem to be...not prepared enough.

　　Mid-to-late stage: I was a silly X back then.

　　Closing period: on the top floor.

　　I now get a headache just thinking about volume [-]
　　
　
(End of this chapter)