Belief In The Kingdom of God

The young man woke up from a distant dream, like a sleeping god.

However, it is true.

Chen Ming got up, looked around, a trace of vicissitudes flashed in his originally plain and soft eyes, a trace of haziness.

"Already, a few months..."

He looked around, and his expression moved in the God Realm where the scene had changed drastically.

I saw that the originally harsh and barren area around him had now changed into another appearance, with mountains, rivers and trees, four seasons of flowers and charms, all lacking, setting off the incomparably beautiful surroundings. These things, when Chen Ming was asleep, the aura of the surroundings exaggerated, making the divine realm change.

As the **** of nature, although his strength has not yet reached the mighty power of gods and demons due to the constraints of believers and godheads, he has also begun to transform into a body of law. Change the surrounding environment slowly.

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Chen Ming turned a blind eye and just walked forward quietly.

Ahead, the huge manor is still standing there quietly, as if still welcoming the return of the past owner.

Chen Ming looked at it, the door was still open, and the scene inside was vaguely revealed. He silently pushed open the half-hidden door and walked in quietly.

As if he was revisiting, he looked at the scenes around him, and he felt a familiar and unfamiliar feeling constantly in his heart, constantly matching with the memory in his mind.

This is from the memory of the ancestor spirit. After absorbing the memory of the ancestral spirit and the true spirit of those war souls, although it seems that it is a little incomplete because of its final fall, and most of the time the memory is in a hazy sleep state. , But still gave Chen Ming a lot of useful information.

Chen Ming looked at the empty field in front of him. In his memory, this was a training field. There were some weapons on display on the field, full of weapons.

Looking at these, Chen Ming picked up a giant sword and looked at it carefully.

The giant sword is transformed by the power of the gods and is not real. It has neither the support of the gods nor the power of the ancestor spirits, and it can only exist in the scope of the gods.

Holding this huge sword, Chen Ming settled down, and then, following the memory in the dark, he swung the huge sword, and a set of sturdy and strong sword force was swung out by him.

He wielded the huge sword to his heart's content, and didn't focus on a certain point. He just danced casually and didn't spur divine power. The surrounding scenes were swayed by the swift sword wind.

With a touch, rows of weapon racks were knocked down by his sword wind.

Then, following a memory mark in the dark, the divine power in Chen Ming's body suddenly changed, turned into a blood-red power, and blessed on the giant sword.

Suddenly, the sword power changed. If the ordinary swordsmanship with superb skill and vigor among the mortals had just been, now it seems to be the legendary superb swordsmanship. I saw the blood-red scars dancing and flying between the great swords, like the legendary sword aura, shattering the surrounding scenery to pieces.

At the end, when the aura was brewing to its limit, Chen Ming's body was violently urged, and at the same time the giant sword in his hand slammed forward.

With the loud noise of "touch", a big hole was violently punched out on the earth, and countless sword qi flew out, smashing the surrounding scenery into a mess.

Seeing this, Chen Ming sighed slightly, waved his hand, and the surrounding scenes suddenly waved as they were.

He looked at the surrounding scenery, his thoughts drifting further and further along with the memory.

Since Chen Ming woke up, he had thought that he was reborn in a backward and dilapidated world because of what he had seen around him. Now I think about it, but I take it for granted.

It wasn't until this time that he killed the ancestral spirit and seized his memory, before he truly understood the world.

No matter in any world, there are places where civilization is advanced, and naturally there are places where it is backward.

This world, in Chen Ming's memory, is somewhat similar to that of early Western Europe. Many forces belong to one civilization, but they live together in the form of city-states. And around it, there are many civilizations and backward places, living in the form of tribes around the wild.

The ancestor spirit of this tribe came from the far southern city-state, a little nobleman there.

Hundreds of years ago, because of the chaotic war between the city states, the city state where the ancestral spirit was located was broken by the enemy city state, and finally it was not allowed to flee northward with the forces of his own family.

In the process of fleeing, he continued to conquer the surrounding wild races and slowly condensed into a tribe. After his death, he was regarded as the ancestor spirit by his descendants, enjoying the nourishment of blood sacrifices with his guards.

The sword power and sword energy that Chen Ming just danced were the sword skills and fighting energy of this family.

The city-states of this world have extraordinary powers spread, and among some ancient nobles, they have the practice of fighting spirit.

And this ancestor spirit, because of the practice of fighting qi before his death, became a knight-level in this world, it was only after his death that he temporarily resisted the erosion of the external calamity, did not lose his reason for the first time, and was able to successfully enjoy the blood sacrifice.

Thinking of this, Chen Ming couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

I saw a large piece of golden merit enveloping it in the godhead space, dyeing a small part of the godhead into gold. Although this is still very small, it has this trend.

"Just killed an ancestor spirit, and the merits gained are slightly more than the sum of all the areas I purified. It's really..." Sensing the merits, Chen Ming couldn't help but sigh.

But it is natural to think about it carefully. In the past hundreds of years, ancestor spirits have enjoyed blood sacrifices, and I don't know how many people have been killed.

These people, if they don’t die, are populations that can continue to multiply and provide power for the world, and enjoying the blood sacrifice is equivalent to forcibly interrupting this development process and hindering the development of the world. It is even more taboo to say that it swallows people's souls. Killing is naturally to help the heavens walk the way, and has a lot of merit.

However, Chen Ming did not care too much about this matter. For him, although he did not understand the specific role of merit, the more good things such as merit, naturally, the more the better, the more it is impossible. The brain is used to flush the gods and break the next seal. , Is also excellent.

"However, that would be a bit wasteful."

Chen Ming looked at the surrounding scenery, thinking like this in his heart.

"Think about it now, this trip has yielded a lot. Not only did tens of thousands of believers have been added, and the ancestor spirits were successfully killed and a lot of merits were obtained. I also received a lot of information and the extraordinary power of this world, which is really worthwhile. NS."

"But the biggest gain is..."

He quietly exudes his consciousness, and in the darkness, within the godhead, several lines of law are quietly suspended and entangled with each other.

While sensing this line, a grand consciousness flooded into Chen Ming's heart with an incomparable understanding of the law. Just watching it quietly, there is a mystery of all things changing constantly pouring into my mind, making a radical change.

This is divine nature. It is the light of divinity formed by the understanding of the heavens and earth and everything under the interaction of the law and the godhead.

At this time, there are two divine existences in the godhead, each of which is different because of the different laws contained in it.

The one that exudes a slight green, faintly carries mountains and all things, and the natural vitality of vegetation is the most gross, but it is the divine nature of nature.

There is another one, but it exudes a faint blood color, with the horror of endless killing, blood flowing into a river, vaguely carrying the scene of countless creatures being slaughtered, with the metaphorical meaning of endless **** killing, which can be called the **** of killing.

The two divinities are different, partly entangled, but most of them are unrelated and distinct. Among them, the natural divinity is extremely solid, and although the killing divinity is gestated, it is very short and faintly illusory, making it very weak.

Chen Ming looked at this divinity intently, as if there were countless memories echoing it.

A small part of this killing divinity comes from believers, but most of it comes from ancestral spirits.

In countless years of blood sacrifices and tribal sacrifices, the ancestor spirits naturally gathered a large amount of killing power under the sacrifices. Therefore, after Chen Ming received all his insights, such a divinity was formed under the operation of the godhead.

This divinity contains the **** sacrifice of ancestor spirits for hundreds of years, and it is also the most precious thing Chen Ming has harvested this time.