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"Master, I was wrong~"
The ancestor of Shenmu was honest now, wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and quickly admitted his mistake. He himself was also terrified, with a look of fear on his face. Thinking about the divine light that erupted from the holy statue just now, he was really scared.
Fortunately, it was not a direct attack, but a kind of self-distribution. If the icon took the initiative to attack, he might have been turned into ashes by now.
Yang Yiyun glared at him, didn't speak, but walked forward.
Although Patriarch Shenmu was reckless just now, he also let him know that the scroll in the icon's hand is an important thing.
What could it be?
Could it be the sage's teaching that Xuantong said?
may be.
But now everyone knows that even if it is the teaching of a sage, it may not be easy to imagine it.
Everyone felt the aura of divine light just now, and it was invincible.
Yang Yiyun stepped forward because he observed a detail that was the other finger of the icon, pointing to the ground.
This is an icon. No detail is simple.
He stepped forward to check, but found nothing.
There is nothing on the ground of the icon finger.
"That's not right~"
He muttered to himself.
"The deity is talking about where the holy statue's fingers are?" Xuantong asked after hearing it.
"Well, it's impossible for the holy image to have nothing to do with it. What can you see?" Yang Yiyun asked Xuantong.
At this moment, the two are both human races but they have the same thinking.
After thinking about it, Xuantong said, "I don't know if it's right, but I thought of a story about a saint circulating in the Eternal God Realm."
"Tell me~" Yang Yiyun motioned him to continue.
Xuantong organized the language and said: "It is rumored that in ancient times, saints protected all races of life in the world, and all races regarded saints as guardian gods, and worshiped saints as a kind of belief."
"You mean we should worship holy images?" Yang Yiyun said.
Xuantong nodded and said: "You can pay a visit, it is the image of a saint anyway."
"Hehe, come and have a try~ It's right at the finger of the holy image." Yang Yiyun said.
To be honest, I don't know why, but when Xuan Tong said that he wanted to worship the holy image, there was an inexplicable sense of disgust in his heart for no reason, and he resisted in his heart.
But rationally speaking, he agreed with Xuan Tong's words.
The gap between them and the saints is more than one hundred and eight thousand miles, and it is normal to worship a holy image.
"Then I'll try to pay homage first." After Xuantong finished speaking, he immediately knelt down on his knees and paid homage to the holy image where the fingers of the holy image were.
Xuan Tong simply bowed his head and bowed down.
A miraculous scene appeared.
After Xuantong paid homage, the divine light on the scroll held by the holy image flickered, floated up and opened, but it was covered by the divine light, and nothing could be seen clearly, but a divine light flew out from the unfolded scroll and landed on Xuantong. same body.
Immediately afterwards, Xuantong's whole body shook, but he remained motionless, as if he was frozen on the spot. At first Yang Yiyun thought there was something weird, but then he felt the aura circulating in Xuantong's body, vaguely as if his cultivation had improved. .
This is obviously a benefit.
"Owner¡¡"
Ao Qing and the others also discovered the mystery, which meant that they also wanted to worship holy images.
"Go~"
Next, Brother Aoqing and Aoyun and Patriarch Shenmu worshiped the holy image.
Sure enough, three divine lights shone on them from the scrolls respectively, and the three of them also entered the state of cultivation.
At this time, Yang Yiyun saw Xiong Huan standing where he was in the blink of an eye, and asked with a smile, "Why don't you worship?"
"Brother Yun doesn't worship me, and I won't worship." Xiong Huanxiu's main focus is on the way of blood. For her, it doesn't matter what she feels, and her mind is simple. Seeing that Yang Yiyun doesn't worship her, she didn't move.
"It doesn't matter if you don't worship. To be honest, although I have a sense of strength, I really dislike the idea of ??forcing people to do things against them. This holy statue has already set a rule that people who come after it will worship. I don't like these rules. I don't like them. Bye."
Yang Yiyun spoke his mind outright.
"Owner¡¡"
"Yunzi"
At this moment, a voice sounded outside the hall.
But Yu Linglong, Xiong Youtian, Grandma Shahu, Medusa, Tianhe, Changtian Monkey, Shi Gandang, Mrs. Honglian, and the quasi-sages from the North and South Seas walked in.
? When Yang Yiyun saw Yu LinglongEyes lit up, she went up to meet her and said, "Sister Linglong, are you recovering?"
"No, you have stepped into the realm of heaven?" Yang Yiyun looked at Yu Linglong, not only recovered the realm of cultivation, but also broke through the realm of cultivation and reached the realm of heaven like him.
Yu Linglong couldn't hide the look in her eyes and nodded reservedly: "Well, I have fully recovered and successfully broken through to the realm of heaven."
This time, after taking it, it became the Nirvana Flower. After recovering the realm of cultivation, she worked hard to break through and step into the realm of the Dao of Heaven. , to comprehend the way of heaven, so that she can break through the barrier.
It is true that the experience of coming to the Eternal God Realm with Yang Yiyun has laid the foundation for her breakthrough.
It is not surprising to be able to break through after realizing the Dao.
Yu Linglong's breakthrough also let Yang Yiyun know that the language of God God Qiankun may not be accurate, or that hard work means change. Perhaps Qiankun's original language had another meaning, but the person involved would have misunderstood it.
"you also¡¡"
Yu Linglong watched Yang Yiyun grow her mouth, and Yang Yiyun in her eyes was actually in the realm of heaven.
For Yang Yiyun, the new deity of the Qiankun Temple, she really can't see through it now.
How long is this?
Perhaps this is the wisdom of the old god!
His descendants are indeed not in the pool.
When she saw Yang Yiyun for the first time before, she also thought about wanting Yang Yiyun to fight against the emperor of the Celestial Clan. That was a fool's dream, but now it seems everything is possible.
His growth is the best proof.
"Hey, it's just a fluke~"
It was rare for someone Yang to be humble in front of Yu Linglong.
Finally, the eyes of other people looking at Yang Yiyun are naturally different. Everyone has their own thoughts, but one thing is settled, and they are convinced by Yang Yiyun in their hearts, thinking that it might be good to follow such a master.
Next, everyone participated in the procession of worshiping the icon, and everyone received the baptism of the icon scroll.
Entered the state of cultivation.
Apparently that scroll is a treasure left by the saint.
Let everyone have a breakthrough and improvement in their cultivation.
Only he and Xiong Huan did not participate in the worship.
Just waiting for everyone to complete the practice in the hall.
In the blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed, and one of the great demon gods under his command has ended his cultivation.
Yang Yiyun was overjoyed when he saw that each of them had improved to a higher level. The improvement of these people represented his strength.
The scroll was still shining with divine light, Yang Yiyun hesitated at this moment.
It's no harm to worship, it's just an emotion in your heart.
Moreover, everyone worshiped and didn't find any discomfort. They all raised a small realm, and they all said that they heard the voice of the sage preaching.
Yang Yiyun knew that this kind of voice was indescribable, and he needed to worship the saint to get the light of the scroll and hear the saint's preaching.
After thinking about it, he was going to pay his respects.
Just when I bowed my knees and hadn't started to worship, there was a sudden "click" sound from the icon.
At the same time, a voice immediately sounded in his mind: "Fellow Daoist, I am too scared~" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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