The Counterattack System is Only Available In the Mahayana Period

  Chapter 75 The Power of God

  The ancestor of the Long family once told the Patriarch that if the Long family is in trouble, you must go to a certain place, and there will be organized people to meet you. As long as you join the organization, you will have the opportunity to revive the Long family.

  The head of the Long family also told his three sons about it.

   Soon, almost there!

   Just when Long Sanshui was about to relax, a voice rang in his ear.

   "Third Young Master, after running for so long, let's take a break. Come and drink some water." Jiang Li kindly reminded Long Sanshui, handed him a gourd, scared Long Sanshui staggered and fell to the ground.

   "Hey, hey, how can I give him water?" Ruyi Gourd said dissatisfiedly, Jiang Li told it not to talk casually, but there are not many people now, Qin Luan and the other three are his own people, and this dragon or something doesn't live long, so he should be able to talk, right?

  Since Lingbao became spiritually intelligent, it is not a novelty for Lingbao to be able to speak. Qin Luan and the others are no strangers to it.

  Of course, if they knew that it was the Immortal Artifact Ruyi Gourd, they would have another expression.

   "You, you, you are haunted!"

  As soon as he saw Jiang Li, Long Sanshui didn't have any resentment, if begging for mercy would work, he immediately knelt down and begged them to spare his life.

   "The lingering soul is so ugly, it should be called the lingering yangshen." Jiang Li seriously corrected.

   "Our Long family has been ruined, please spare my life, I promise to be a new man in the future, and use my whole life to do good things!"

  Jiang Li turned his head and asked, "You all heard, he was the one who said he wanted to be a new man."

   "Then..." Song Ying didn't understand what Jiang Li meant, did she want to let him go?

  Qin Luan nodded: "Since it is a new life, it is inevitable to be reincarnated. It seems that Master Long San has the desire to die, and we will fulfill him."

   "That's not what I meant!" Long Sanshui quickly denied.

   "Four, you must forgive and forgive. I have a little friendship with the ancestor of the Long family. Although I can't help him, I must leave his only descendant anyway." The erratic voice came from all directions, giving people a sense of gloom.

  Yuan Wuxing was vigilant, and quickly circled around for a week, but found no one. When he turned his head, an old man was standing next to Long Sanshui.

  Shenhua stage monk!

   "You are the member of the organization that the ancestor said?" Long Sanshui was overjoyed, as if he had found a savior.

   "The old leader gave me a lot of introductions, which helped the organization a lot. As the only survivor of the Long family, you can not only join the organization, but also make a request, as long as I can do it." The old man said kindly, looking kindly.

   "Then please kill this group of people!" Long Sanshui pointed at Jiang Li's group.

  The old man shook his head: "These people must die when they see me. You can make another request."

  Long Sanshui looked resentful, his eyes were bloodshot: "I have no other request, I just ask you to beat these people to death, I will kill them with my own hands!"

   "Yes." The old man said casually, one Nascent Soul Early Stage, two Golden Core Early Stages, and one Foundation Establishment Stage, all together were not enough for him to fight with one hand.

  Yuan Wuxing is facing a big enemy. Facing the cultivator of Huashen, even if he can fight, it is impossible to keep Qin Luan, Song Ying and Huang Li... Wait, there seems to be something wrong? Is there someone who doesn't need my protection?

  Qin Luan looked at Jiang Li curiously, wanting to see what Huang Li, who is at the Jindan stage, should do in this situation, anyway, he was completely at a loss.

  Unexpectedly, Jiang Li used Baizhang Dharma Body, mighty and powerful, killing Long Sanshui and seriously injuring the old man in a single encounter.

   "That... your move just now doesn't look like what Jin Danqi can do." Song Ying weakly reminded Jiang Li.

   "Oh, actually, you don't know that I have the soul of a Mahayana expert in my ring, which can temporarily increase my strength at critical moments." Jiang Li explained, "I didn't want to do this at first. This is my biggest hole card, but today is special. If you don't reveal your hole card, you will die."

   "You must keep it a secret!" Jiang Li repeatedly urged, Song Ying almost nodded in agreement by mistake.

   "Who are you!" The old man was terrified, one move, half of his life was destroyed with just one move, the opponent is definitely a monk at the fusion stage!

   "Gold Core cultivator, Huang Li." Jiang Li introduced himself.

   "You lied to a ghost!" The old man roared, and a strange power surged up in his body, healed his body instantly, turned and ran.

  Jiang Li noticed the strange power of the old man, his complexion changed, he stopped pretending to be a Golden Core cultivator, grabbed the old man with his body, and asked, "What kind of power do you have! Where did you come from! How can someone like you, who kills people at the slightest disagreement, have such power!"

   "You...you are the elder of the Dharmakaya Sect!" The old man recognized Jiang Li's move, and it was the Dharmakaya School, one of the six major sects, that could display such a mighty Dharmakaya.

   "Where does your power come from!"

   "Heh, can I live if I tell you?" The old man knew that he would die today, so he didn't mention his own strength.

   "I hope you won't ask me to kill you for a while." Jiang Li smiled cruelly.

  Begging for mercy and screams came, Song Ying shuddered just hearing the sound, and couldn't imagine what kind of torture the old man was enduring.

   "Please...kill me." The old man was made into a bad shape by Jiang Li, "Whatever you want to ask...I will tell you...just give me a good time."

  The old man couldn't believe that there would be such torture in the world.

   "What is your power? How did you get it?"

   "This is the power of Shenzang. After every believer joins the religion, if he sincerely believes in the Venerable Shenzang, he will be able to find the power of Shenzang hidden in his body."

   "What religion is it?" Jiang Li had never heard of this kind of sect, let alone the Venerable God of Tibet.

   There are many sects in Kyushu that believe in immortals, such as those who believe in the Great Emperor Zhenwu of the North Pole, those who believe in the Taiyin Star Lord Taiyang Xingjun, and those who believe in the Great Immortal Huangjiao and so on. And the Human Emperor is essentially a kind of belief, and the power of belief in the Human Emperor's Hall comes from this.

  Before the ladder to immortality has not been cut off, the power of faith of believers in immortals can still be transmitted to the immortal world, and immortals will also drop immortal traces. After the immortal ladder disappeared, the connection with the immortal world was broken, the power of faith could not be passed on, and the immortals would not come down. These sects that believe in immortals have almost disappeared now.

   "I am a believer of the Shinzo religion. The leader told us that each of us has infinite power in our bodies, but we are limited by our own knowledge and cannot perceive it. As long as we believe in the venerable Shinzo and use people to guide us, we can tap out our own power of God!"

   "What is a human primer?"

   "It's human beings, no matter good or bad, as long as we kill people, we can dig out the power of God's possession."

   "Isn't this the way of cultivating the devil?" Qin Luan couldn't help interjecting, and Yuan Wuxing nodded again and again, which reminded him of Jiang Yixing.

   "What kind of magic way, the power of the magic way has resentment, but the power of the gods does not." The old man glared, showing the power of the gods to Qin Luan.

  The power of Shenzang is golden, warm and soft, which is very different from the cold magic way.

   "Do you know what I call this force?" Jiang Li asked seriously.

"What?"

   "The power of merit."

  Qin Luan and Yuan Wuxing only felt a chill rushing from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

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  (end of this chapter)