Martial Arts Collection Pavilion

Chapter 102 Faith Condenses the Gods

How many ranks are there in total among the divine soldiers between heaven and earth?

The third class is invincible, magic weapons forged with magic iron, strange iron, etc. They can often stretch as you wish, can be big or small, and weigh ten thousand catties, but they don't have spiritual consciousness.

The second-class magic weapon is based on the third-class magic weapon with the addition of spiritual consciousness. They will continue to grow in the endless years, and eventually grow into the first-class magic weapon.

And the divine soldiers can no longer be regarded as divine soldiers when they reach the first level. They will often reproduce their own souls, and after experiencing the thunder disaster, they will become human like monsters.

Naturally, they do not have the ability to reproduce and cannot reproduce offspring, but they are still living existences. They have their own emotions, sorrows and joys, and they have rich emotions like human beings, even stronger than ordinary human beings. Infatuation and persistence.

Lin Daoru handed the strange stone to the old man together with Tibetan Lord, and left when the young man told him that he would come to get the sword in half a month. The life of the old man and the young man.

The young man was immediately overjoyed.But he frowned suddenly, and at the same time told Lin Daoru a story about the slums.

It turns out that many people in this slum are hardworking, but most of their hard-earned income does not go into their own pockets.Most of the fruits of their labor have been swallowed up by the high-ranking officials who manage the slums in the city and the gangsters who rule here.

The young man begged Lin Daoru to exchange the jewelry for silver and secretly give it to him, but he didn't want Lin Daoru to be determined to eradicate the slaves after hearing the secret here.

With the young man gritting his teeth and leading the way, Lin Daoru easily wiped out the gangsters here, and at the same time evaporated the high-ranking official to the world.

The people in the slums were naturally overjoyed. They offered their beliefs to Lin Daoru one after another. The poor people made no secret of their gratitude to those who helped them. They set up longevity tablets for Lin Daoru at home. In the early morning of the next day, Lin Daoru heard the long-lost electronic sound again in his mind.

Ever since he was able to view the books in the Sutra Pavilion at will, he rarely entered the Sutra Pavilion until the necessary time. With the appearance of people who are exactly the same as Confucianism, he gradually began to alienate the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Although he knew that on the second and third floors of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he could easily see duels of martial arts peak figures, etc., and could fight against various masters in person, but he still didn't want to step into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion again. middle.

In the dark, he felt that the Sutra Pavilion was an invisible thread to control his own destiny. He didn't want to be someone else's puppet.

Fortunately, the Sutra Pavilion has not caused him any harm so far, nor forced him to do anything, so he can still tolerate the existence of the Sutra Pavilion. (Though he couldn't please).

Congratulations to the host for having 100 million believers and officially opening the sixth floor of the Sutra Pavilion.

Lin Daoru was taken aback for a moment, but couldn't help but sink his mind into the scripture pavilion with curiosity. He ignored the devil's gossip and walked directly to the sixth floor of the scripture pavilion.

There is also a person there, he is taking good care of a clay statue, the appearance of the statue is exactly the same as him, and the person who takes care of the statue is also exactly the same as him.

The electronic sound did not appear again, but the person who looked exactly like him knelt down at Lin Daoru's feet devoutly and kowtowed to him.

He whispered in his mouth: "The subordinates believe in faith, and have seen the great host, my god."

Well, it’s the Master Host again, Lin Daoru has long been used to it, whether it’s the devil calling him the master, or Yun calling him the master, there will always be a Master Host in front of it.

Lin Daoru was already used to being called the host, so Dang even ordered him to get up, and then asked about the news about the sixth floor.

The sixth floor of the Sutra Pavilion is where the beliefs of all Lin Daoru or people related to Lin Daoru in the heavens and worlds and the Three Realms are restrained.

And the power of faith will gradually form a new life body in the space of the sixth floor. Their bodies, from clay sculptures, wood carvings, stone carvings to golden bodies, mortal spirits, and divine bodies, go through six stages in total, and none of them stage, the required power of faith will increase exponentially, and at the same time they will never be eliminated, unless no one believes in them anymore, they will disappear in the long river of time.

Naturally, these belief bodies will not be useless existences. After these belief bodies are condensed into golden bodies from time to time, they will have a certain amount of mana. They can contact any statue of themselves, and then appear at the statue to help and protect those who want to The man he prayed to.Their personalities are all endowed by the deity, so after the introduction of the belief, Lin Daoru endowed the clay statue with the first kind of character, compassion.

He always hopes that he is benevolent, able to bring happiness and joy to the world, satisfy the wishes of kind human beings, and protect innocent creatures from disasters.

Faith can forge gods. Although he doesn't understand why there are more people who believe in him suddenly, it doesn't prevent him from making reasonable use of this god avatar condensed by faith to run for his ideals and beliefs.

Naturally, his deity cannot protect so many existences at the same time, and it is impossible for him to do everything by himself for all the big and small things that happen in the Three Realms, right?

The god of clay sculpture is still very weak, so it can't bear too many seeds of faith. What Lin Daoru needs is to keep growing him until he condenses into a golden body, and he can truly replace Lin Daoru to do many things he wants to do. Things to do, but too busy to do.

Although he had already decided not to rely on the Buddhist scriptures pavilion anymore, the Buddhist scriptures pavilion offered him a bargaining chip that he could not give up.

It turns out that what he did has always been calculated by the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, but his so-called breaking free from the shackles and walking around the world was still calculated by that person in the dark early on.

Lin Daoru withdrew from the Buddhist scriptures pavilion. After being overjoyed, he became confused. I don’t know who made the Buddhist scriptures pavilion, so he really knows himself too well. For the invisible root that strings his back and forth The black lines connected together made Lin Daoru's heart still unable to calm down.

By consolidating his beliefs and casting benevolent and benevolent gods to benefit the common people, such a great joy cannot make him dilute his fear of the unknown black line.

Half a month passed quickly, and when Wuren opened the door and Lin Daoru saw the young man, his whole spirit seemed to be sluggish.

No matter how high a person's achievements are, he is always a puppet controlled by others. I believe he still cannot be happy.

(End of this chapter)