Chapter 19: The Power of Faith

The Power of Faith

On an unnamed mountain in the Flood Desolation Continent, there is a group of desolate creatures, they sit very upright, and the order is also very neat, looking at the desolate from the bottom of the mountain, first there is a group of untransformed desolate creatures, and then a group of Taiyi True Immortals, Taiyi Xuan Immortals, Taiyi Golden Immortals, and then Da Luo True Immortals, Da Luo Xuan Immortals, Da Luo Jin Xian, but there is no quasi-saint, they consciously surround the mountains from low to high according to the level of cultivation, just like that, the higher the cultivation, the fewer the number of people, but the higher it is, just like the pyramid model of the Western feudal gods.

And at the top of this pyramid, is a middle-aged man dressed in a hundred clothes, holding purple gold Ruyi, exuding an ethereal aura all over his body, at this time he is talking about lotus flowers, gushing about his understanding of the Great Dao, the sky is full of purple gas, the underground golden lotus gushes out, and the people who listen to the Tao either nod their heads and say yes, or frown, or ecstatic, and so on. The mana fluctuations emanating from their bodies stirred the surrounding vitality, like draping this nameless mountain with one ring after another, which was extremely beautiful.

It has been thousands of years since Shen Long made a great vow to preach, and Shen Long's reputation has completely spread all over the Flood Wilderness, and he has truly become a public figure in the Flood Wilderness Continent.

At the beginning, Shen Long only preached some merits, but later, as the sermon progressed, Shen Long gradually fell in love with such a profession as a teacher.

Watching his students progress, watching his students transform, and watching his students attain enlightenment, Shen Long had a heartfelt excitement, a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction.

Looking at the desolate creatures who had heard his own way, whether they were good or evil, they all saluted him respectfully, and Shen Long really felt it, and felt their gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

Recall that since Shen Long came to the Flood Wilderness, he has not done anything meaningful, expanding the territory of the Dragon Clan, he is not good at fighting, killing, and managing the Dragon Clan, he is not gregarious, and he is afraid of trouble, he has nothing to do all day long, that is, he cultivates, and because he does not communicate with others, he cultivates and cultivates the Three Thousand Great Dao at once, isn't this looking for death?

But now, Shen Long seemed to have found his goal all of a sudden, and his heart was infinitely full, and he felt that he was more closely connected with the flood wilderness.

Under this full state of mind, Shen Long's state of mind was silently changing, becoming closer and closer to the flood famine, closer and closer to the creatures of the flood famine, and more and more adapting to the environment of the flood famine.

The relaxation of his mood made Shen Long closer to the Heavenly Dao of the Flood Desolation, and his cultivation improved unconsciously......

After talking for a while, Shen Long stopped, the vision between heaven and earth disappeared, and those who listened to the sermon were not surprised, the Eastern Princes in their eyes were always so unfathomable, and there was no fuss when they stopped, the Eastern Princes had always been like this.

In fact, Shen Long is now cutting the Dao, since he got the Chaos Bell, Shen Long found that the Chaos Bell can also cut five hundred Great Dao Laws, that is to say, this Chaos Treasure can cut a thousand Dao.

"Chop-" In the past few thousand years, as the sermon progressed, Shen Long's understanding of the Great Dao was also deepened, and the problem of his own cultivation was reflected, although there were many ore veins in the Honghuang Continent that could be smelted into his body, and Shen Long was also constantly smelting ore veins to refine the body, but the symptoms were not cured, so the only way to use the Dao cutting technique was to use it again.

Although the Chaos Bell is not by Shen Long's side, Shen Long can still be contacted by spending a little more of the golden oil of the desolation-merit.

"Ha, this is really a lot of effort, these two birds are still running around, and they can't lock at all, and this time in the lock, that Taiyi almost realized that these two stupid birds are making such rapid progress!" Shen Long gasped and thought to himself.

"However, this is also the last avenue, there are now a thousand avenue laws in the chaos clock, which can be regarded as complete, and more than half of the avenue laws are now cut out, and it can also be slowed down, there is no tool that can carry the avenue now, but the carrying tool must be the treasure of chaos, where to find it." Shen Long thought bitterly in his heart.

"Hmm, how can this be?" Shen Long, who was really troubled, suddenly found that most of his mental injuries were healed. ,

"How could it be so fast?" Shen Long thought suspiciously, his brows furrowed.

"Shangxian, I don't know what's going on?" Sitting under Shen Long, a Da Luo Jin Immortal was born with a coffin face, as if everyone owed him hundreds of yuan, but he saw Shen Long frowning and asked worriedly.

"Huh?" Shen Long hated that his thinking was interrupted, and he unconsciously released the pressure on his body, which made the desolate creatures below unable to breathe.

After discovering that it was this Da Luo, Shen Long decisively withdrew his aura, and the one who asked Shen Long was a Da Luo Jin Immortal who Shen Long was very optimistic about, his name was Taibai, because he was rescued by Shen Long on the road, he was always respectful to Shen Long, and he had been following Shen Long along the way, taking care of Shen Long, and Yan Ran was a competent housekeeper.

"Is there something wrong?" asked Shen Long calmly.

"The small ones just feel that the immortals or have troubles, and they need the small ones, and they don't give up. Taibai still bowed respectfully to Shen Long, and said with a serious face.

Feeling the great pressure, and hearing Taibai's confession again, everyone listening to the sermon below regretted it for a while, how could they let that coffin face steal the lead, and the smarter one immediately expressed his loyalty,

"The Great Immortal is above, doing things for the Great Immortal, and he is broken, and he will not give up-"

This time it was on fire, even if it was a stupid person, he knew what to do, he bowed to Shen Long again, and then shouted; "Do things for the immortals, break your bones, and don't give up——"

Although it was quite unexpected, seeing the creatures of this mountain sincerely bow down to him, Shen Long seemed to have something more in his heart, and the stronger the screaming below, the more obvious this feeling became.

Taking advantage of the chanting below, Shen Long immersed himself in his own life, that is, the Dragon Ball, and carefully observed where his feeling came from and whether it was harmful to his cultivation.

"Huh, what is this?" Sure enough, he really found a trace of clues, in his Dragon Ball, in addition to the three thousand avenues in the space crystal wall of the Dragon Ball World Realm, there are also large areas of golden light, boundless, this is the merit that Shen Long obtained, but among the golden merits, a trace of white silk thread is shuttling, Shen Long doesn't know why, his mind touched the white silk thread.

As soon as he came into contact with it, Shen Long only felt a stream of information transmitted from the silk thread:

In a cave mansion, a Honghuang monk in the early days of Da Luo knelt down and saluted to a statue, the statue was lifelike, and if you looked closely, it was the prince of the east, that is, Shen Long's current appearance. I only heard the words in my mouth, "Thank you to the Eastern Prince, Daxian, let me break through Taiyi, advance to Daluo, and wish Daxian a higher level of cultivation......"

"This is ......" Shen Long was confused, what is this, how can there be a memory image of people in my Dragon Ball, it can't be that the heart demon enters the body, causing the fire to go crazy, but I have immeasurable merit, what kind of heart demon can shuttle in the merit.

Shen Long, who didn't know why, came into contact with a white silk thread again, this time the image changed, on the edge of a river, a small fish had just passed the transformation tribulation, turned into a human form, and turned into a young man who was somewhat similar to Shen Long, kneeling respectfully to a place by the river and saluting: "Thank you Daxian for your love, give the little opportunity, now Xiaoxian has just crossed the catastrophe, this is to follow the footsteps of Daxian, I wish Daxian to cultivate for progress......" After a large series of words were finished, goodbye, the picture disappeared.

Isn't this little fish the same fish that Shen Long always jumped in front of him when he was preaching by the river two thousand years ago? At that time, Shen Long pressed it under the seat, and Ji Lu cooked this guy after finishing the sermon, but it seemed that there was something he forgot at that time, and then he was annoyed for a while, why was he also in the Dragon Ball?

Try again, another ......

However, most of these pictures are the places where he passed through the sermon, there are mountains and rivers, but they all seem to have happened after Shen Long passed.

"Could it be that I am a kind of supernatural power, and I will realize it later?" Shen Long thought silently sadly.

"Huh, this is ......" Shen Long, who continued to observe, found a picture: on a tall mountain, a group of gangster creatures were arranged according to their cultivation, kneeling and saluting to the Eastern Princes one by one, and shouting: "Broken bones, don't give up-"

Shen Long opened his eyes in shock and looked at the picture below.

"Isn't this what it is now?how can this be?" Shen Long couldn't calm down in his heart.

Feel the infinite gratitude, adoration, attachment, and madness of yourself below......

"This, is this ......" Shen Long seemed to think of something.

"Is this the legend of 'Believe in me and have eternal life'?"

"So that's what ...... The Power of Faith !!"

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