The mirror is alive, but all the spiritual objects that died on the small Penglai mountain are all looking at him step by step, including his elders and his friends.

Jiang Wanbai is silent. She can probably understand the feeling that her elders and friends have left her and will never see again, but she doesn't know how to comfort Mingjing.

The mirror, in fact, does not need any comfort.

"When I found the town beast, he was almost dead." Mirror road.

At that time, he was still worried about how to find the town soul beast which owed him a fairy grass. However, when he went down the small Penglai mountain, he asked a person casually, and the man told him the location of the town spirit beast.

It was in a sea of corpses and blood. At the beginning, the dignified animal stood in front of him, coaxed him with good temper, and told him that he would compensate him with a plant of fairy grass. However, it lay there, its flesh and blood was blurred and could not see its original appearance.

Many of the wounds have even seen bone.

And around there are a few surviving demons, are staring at it covetously, at any time will pounce on to gnaw.

"Fortunately, there were other adults coming." Mirror road.

At that time, he was still full of fear. Before transformation, he had heard other spirits on the mountain talk about how the outside world was fun and interesting. He was also full of expectation. However, when he really came to the outside world, he found out how terrible the world was.

What broke him most was that even if he wanted to go back to the mountain to hide, it was impossible, because xiaopenglai mountain had been occupied by demons.

"I didn't know how serious the war was until I went there with those adults. We were abandoned. The man who planted the fairy grass for me and asked me to find him after I had accomplished my Taoism also abandoned me. When there was no accident, they enjoyed our faith and our worship, but when the accident happened, they directly cut off the passage and abandoned us! ”The mirror's eyes are red and full of resentment.

Looking at the mirror, he felt resentment all over his body. Jiang Wan's white eyebrows frowned. After a moment, he sighed slightly. The aura condensed in his eyebrows.

In an instant, the mirror Lingtai is clear and clear, and his resentment dissipates. He closes his eyes and stabilizes his mood. Then he looks at Jiang Wanbai and says thanks in a low voice, "thank you."

"It's a piece of cake." Jiang Wanbai blinked his eyes and asked, "listen to what you mean. There are still some people who enjoy your faith and worship. Are they gods?"

In Jiang Wanbai's memory, it seems that only gods exist or practice by faith and sacrifice.

However, once you lose your faith and worship, the gods will disappear. If you say so, what the mirror says is not just gods. After all, abandoning your own believers means losing faith and offering. What's the difference between this and self destruction?

"Ordinary people regard them as gods, but for us, they are just lucky to be born in a place with more abundant aura, or they have better chance to achieve the great accomplishment of Taoism." The mirror sneered.

If in the past, he would never say such words, but when those people did not hesitate to give up, the original respect also dissipated.

Seeing Jiang Wanbai's face puzzled, the mirror thought for a moment, and then explained, "let's just say, our faith and worship can really let them practice, but it's not a necessary condition for their existence. Even without our belief and worship, they will practice more slowly, and they will not die out if they lose their faith like the gods you say."

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