"Poseidon? It's really Poseidon! We can be saved, we can be saved."
Believers who have been walking in Nanman for many years recognized the Jinghai Goddess at a glance. They shouted her name with excitement, and their despair was swept away. But tens of thousands of people who had never heard of his name, who had never seen his true form, and who were in desperate situations deep in the depths, were ecstatic and grateful when they saw that the god had really come. They fell to their knees one after another and prayed in unison: " The great mercy and compassion protects the country and protects the people. The wonderful spirit Zhaoying Hongren Puji, the Goddess of the Sea, please help us."
Lin Moniang glanced at Ning Caichen and the others, nodded slightly in greeting with a smile, and without asking, she pointed in the distance and said: "Stop!" As soon as she finished speaking, a white light flashed behind her head, and the howling wind instantly disappeared. It calmed down. With another finger, another flash of red light swept over the surging waves, and the flood stopped.
Yan Chixia blurted out and praised: "Sure enough, she has great magical powers, I am not as good as me." Ning Caichen also sighed: "Goddess Jinghai, she is truly worthy of her reputation." Ying Ning murmured: "This is a goddess who is comparable to the monks in the Soul Realm. Is it the only power? I wonder when I will be able to achieve such a state."
At this moment, whether they were standing on trees, roofs, or high places to avoid the flood, or the people floating in the water holding planks, logs, or bamboo rafts, they were all dumbfounded. God's grace was like the sea, and God's power was like a prison. It was nothing more than this. .
As soon as Lin Moniang raised her two fingers, everything was calm. She didn't stop. In front of everyone's attention, she gently threw the glazed water bottle in her palm. As soon as the glazed crystal bottle fell into the void, as the golden light behind Lin Moniang's head swayed, it immediately swelled when it encountered the light. It transformed into the size of a mountain, and three huge beams of pure white, red, and golden light shot out from the mouth of the bottle. As soon as the light pillars touched the water, like a dragon sucking water, it dragged tornado-shaped water columns and flew into the mouth of the bottle continuously.
That glazed crystal bottle seemed to have endless space, and even the torrential water pouring in could not fill it up. After a while, the torrent on the shore was completely absorbed, and the high slopes and submerged towns reappeared in front of people's eyes. The people who were still struggling in the water a moment ago were pleasantly surprised to find that they were standing on the ground safely, and they stepped hard. The long-lost sense of solidity made them understand that they had really survived.
Faced with such a miracle, the people who were still a little hesitant were shocked and rejoiced for the rest of their lives. Regardless of the mud and dirt on the ground, they knelt down, kowtowed devoutly and joyfully, and chanted in unison: "The Great Merciful and Great Compassionate Protector" The country protects the people and the wonderful spirit Zhao Ying Hongren helps the Poseidon Goddess."
Tens of thousands of people, all in the same shape, saw such a grand and spectacular spontaneous scene. Ning Caichen and the other three couldn't help but be moved. They couldn't help but immerse themselves in it, and they almost knelt on the ground together. However, they are not mortals, so they will not be fooled so easily. As soon as they notice the change in their own thoughts, they immediately wake up.
Yan Chixia is well-informed and is not surprised. Ying Ning and Ning Caichen looked at each other in shock. It should not be underestimated that this kind of divine way, which was completely different from the Taoist sect, had such a terrifying and subtle ability. Ning Caichen thought more. In the past, he only knew that Buddhism had the golden lotus and its ability to transform others without knowing it. Now, after comparing it, he realized that Shintoism was not inferior to Buddhism.
When they came back to their senses, they looked again and found that as they prayed, invisible light spots flew out of the tens of thousands of people, heading towards Lin Moniang in the void. These endless light spots, like stars in the night sky or colorful fireflies, lingered around her body, rising and falling. However, this light spot is not only coming from the people present, but also coming from all directions in the distant void.
This was the first time Ying Ning saw such a strange thing, and he couldn't help but wonder: "What is this light spot?" Ning Caichen had seen the three major religions at least, so he had guessed a little bit, but he was still a little unsure. So he asked: "Could this be the power of incense and fire?"
Yan Chixia nodded and said: "Yes, it is the power of incense and wish. Shinto is different from Xuanmen. The more followers they have, the more power of incense and wish, and the greater the magical power they can create. In short, as long as there are enough believers , you can become a god overnight. If you can gather the faith of all the people in the world, it is not surprising that the world will turn upside down and the stars will change. Because of this, countless demons and ghosts in the world have devoted themselves to the Shinto. Most of the obscene sacrifices and evil sacrifices come from this."
Compared with Taoism, the speed of cultivation is so fast that it can save dozens or even hundreds of years. They can easily become gods in one day, but monks have to struggle to move forward bit by bit in time. The two are simply different. And looking at the power alone, Taoism seems to be quite inferior.
Following Yan Chixia¡¯s eloquent talk, Ying Ning couldn¡¯t help but look eagerly at the Jinghai Goddess in the void. She thought to herself: She was originally from a different species, and practicing in the Taoist sect is more difficult than for humans. With my current level of cultivation, if I switch to Shintoism, I may not be able to catch up with the Goddess Jinghai in time. With such a shortcut, why should I struggle in the doorway where I don¡¯t know when it will end???.
Ning Caichen was also in a daze and envious after hearing this. Occasionally catching a glimpse of Yan Chixia's teasing eyes, Ning Caichen suddenly woke up and unconsciously remembered the three questions before entering Taoism. He couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. His Taoist heart was almost shaken.
"Since my practice, I have been undaunted by all kinds of difficulties and obstacles. I didn't expect that I would almost lose control in the face of temptation. Sticking to my own path is easier said than done. Fortunately, I woke up in time. Come here, otherwise this cultivation level will be lost in one day, and I am afraid that there will be no progress from now on, and it will stagnate here." Ning Caichen suddenly woke up, and Ning Caichen was deeply touched by Yan Chixia's question before entering the Taoism. From this, he also thought of those ancestors in previous lives who generously sacrificed their lives and blood for the country. They were not afraid of bullets and bullets, and could risk life and death. Their beliefs are like the path they adhere to. They must always reflect on themselves and be alert at all times, otherwise they will go astray if they are not careful.
Comparing the past and the present, Ning Caichen is even more determined on the path he is on. He sings happily: "There is no need to fear storms and evils in practice. Thousands of difficulties and dangers are easy to take lightly. All kinds of temptations have nothing to do with me. My heart is like a sword and I move forward." "
What Yan Chixia just said was actually a test. Seeing Ning Caichen wake up on his own, he was relieved and said: "Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, if my junior brother has this understanding, we can expect the great road."
After hearing this, Ying Ning, who was confused and unaware, felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on him and he sobered up. Thinking that just now he had to abandon Taoism and become a god, he couldn't help but sweat like rain, soaking through his clothes. She looked at Ning Caichen gratefully and thanked her sincerely: "Hearing your words is worth ten years of reading. You will never deceive me."
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