The big guy behind the curtain

Chapter 124 Faith
before leaving.

Ye Mo stood on the top of Yufeng Peak, waiting quietly.

Time passed little by little, and the sun set.

On an ancient tree not far away, several crows croaked and flew up with flapping wings.

As night fell, a gust of cold wind blew across the lonely peak, and the surrounding valleys whistled, which was quite frightening.

As the night fell, the starlight fell down like water, and the mountain peaks not far away looked very ethereal, shrouded in endless brilliance, where it was hazy, and the brilliance was like water, like a fairyland.

After the night was quiet, the star peak in front of it became even more splendid. The stars were scattered all over the sky, white and translucent, as if auspicious snow was flying, and it was like white jade was sinking, making people feel a huge power of stars.

Ye Mo kept walking, comprehending the changes between heaven and earth.

The fairy mountains in the distance are hazy under the clouds and mists, looking like fairy trails, which is fascinating.

At this time, another group of crows flew by, ruining the atmosphere, there were nine in total.

Opposite to Xingfeng, Yufeng is quite quiet, dilapidated and decayed, accompanied by nine old crows, making people speechless and contrasting sharply.

"Is the purpose of your coming here the legendary magic?"

At some point, the old Taoist priest appeared beside him.

"No, not really."

Ye Mo shook his head, at first he came to Wunian Temple by accident.

"In that case, let's leave as soon as possible."

Although the old man said so, he did not have a urging tone.

"Thank you."

Ye Mo said solemnly.

Jiezimi was originally Yufeng's inheritance. Two outsiders, he and Xiran, came here to learn secretly, but the old Taoist didn't say much. This kind of selfless spirit is enough for Ye Mo to thank.

"No, if Wunian Temple is in great trouble in the future, I hope you can help me a little bit."

The old man pondered for a long time and sighed.

Since Ye Mo didn't have any malice towards Wunian Temple, he didn't need to continue beating. After all, Yufeng has nothing precious except secret arts.

"I will."

Ye Mo nodded.

He looked at the Taoist temple not far away and walked inside.

There are statues of gods placed in the inner courtyard of the Taoist temple, and a huge incense burner is placed in the atrium. The willows inside are blown by the evening wind, and the fragrance is scattered between the sky and the earth.

There was a pious Taoist sound, going around and around, and it sounded in the Taoist temple.

Ye Mo walked into the inner courtyard and opened the door.

The long-standing wooden door creaked.

The god statue in front of him was carved from ancient wood, exuding mysterious dao patterns, immortal for years, flowing with strange brilliance, if you look closely, there seems to be fluorescence in the eyes of the god statue.

It is not so much a statue as a humanoid creature, with a human head and a bear body, extremely tyrannical.

The evil spirit surged, and a bloody light soared to the sky from the idol's eyes.

"No one has ever seen what Tianzun looks like. People have to carve it according to what they fear most in their hearts."

The old Taoist spoke.

"Over time, the image of Tianzun becomes like a ghost."

Ye Mo was puzzled.

"Why don't you change it back, it's not humiliating"

He stopped talking for a moment, as if he had realized something.

"How to change?"

"The strong are always feared by people. If they are changed to be like human beings, how can mortals fear them?"

said the old priest.

"Instead of saying that the strong are vicious and awesome, it is better to say that the weak are more willing to think so."

Ye Mo raised his head and looked straight at the statue.

In ancient times, it had turned into a mortal body, ravaged the wilderness, or was worshiped by the world. In the boundless wilderness, countless human races offered incense day and night, hoping that it would bless one's safety.

"It's ridiculous."

Ye Mo's face was full of disgust.

"Humans don't worship gods, don't fear ghosts, don't believe in Buddhism, and only respect their ancestors."

The old Taoist couldn't deny it, he said softly.

"Humans are born at the end of the century, walk out of the bloody rain of corpses, and prosper among the heroes of the past. The great emperor whose talent runs through the ages has stood up to the backbone of the human race, but"

"but?"

Ye Mo looked at the old man, his pale golden eyes seemed to have stars flowing.

"However, not everyone is a genius. They are willing to be ordinary and mediocre. They are unwilling to make changes, and they are more willing to pray to God and believe in Buddhism. It is not so ridiculous as it is sad. In this world, not everyone has a choice."

Ye Mo thought deeply, then said.

"If the human race is compared to a dynasty of gods, what supports the dynasty of gods will always be the foundation stone at the bottom. Only when the foundation stone continues to grow stronger can the dynasty of gods change. In this era, a person is needed to change the foundation stone."

The old Taoist sighed, he stepped forward and offered three incense sticks.

"Difficult, too difficult, so far no one has been able to do it."

"Faith has destroyed generations of people and shattered the backbone of the human race."

He kowtowed, his dead wood-like face was a little dark.

"There will be, the great world will come eventually, there will be no darkness at that time, everyone will be like a dragon, and countless arrogance will appear in an era, and the most amazing person will go to explore the legendary fairy."

Ye Mo said seriously.

The old Taoist didn't say much, and turned to leave.

Only Ye Mo stood here quietly.

He raised his head, took a deep look at the terrifying statue, and left Wunian Temple.

Three days later.

Ye Mo and Xi Ran walked for a long time, stepping on the rainbow light.

Manghuang is sparsely populated and rarely meets people. The ancient trees are vigorous and the mountains and rivers are vast, which is very magnificent.

In the mountains, the magma was red, and it washed away patches of woodland, and some strong men were fighting.

For several days in a row, disputes continued in this area. The younger generation fought for the top. Once they meet, no one will accept the other. As long as they fight, the battle is quite fierce!
The blue flames danced, and a huge earthworm appeared, more than [-] feet long. This is a strong man who can transform into a dragon. As soon as he appeared, he directly slammed Ye Mo.

The ferocity was overwhelming, sweeping like a tsunami.

"Buzz!"

The void split open, Ye Mo's long hair was scattered, his body was slender and strong, releasing gorgeous light, he slashed down with his palm, and cut it horizontally!

Flesh and blood flew everywhere, bones fell to the ground, and Ye Mo was beheaded in just an instant.

Xiran didn't care, and continued to walk forward. This kind of situation has happened too much in the past few days.

"and many more."

Ye Mo's voice came suddenly, and at the same time, a pair of big hands brought Xiran back.

"What are you doing?"

Before Xiran finished speaking completely.

The blood splattered, and strands of fleshy whiskers sprang up on the ground, devouring all living creatures.

This mighty creature was broken inch by inch, turned into blood mist, and dissipated in an instant.

The situation is extremely weird.

"what is that?"

Xiran's face was pale and trembling slightly, she turned her head and found that Ye Mo's face became more and more serious.

"Has it spread here?"

Ye Mo said softly.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of Zhongzhou with a little worry.

Mogong has even begun to touch the outskirts of the Eastern Wilderness. It is hard to imagine the current situation in Zhongzhou.

At the beginning, Ye Mo's idea was correct, and now he is going back to Zhongzhou with the Queen of Shenzhou and Gu Yin to join the network.

(End of this chapter)