Seeing that Song Zheng was a little distracted, An He's heart couldn't help but be full of anticipation, but he didn't dare to disturb him. Song Zheng raised the yang god high and shone it down, but the idol was just a god, and there was no breath of a god.

He turned to the Ann and Sacrifice and asked, "Dare to ask the name of the god?"

An He priest said solemnly: "My god is the supreme god of light in the world!"

Song Zheng nodded secretly: Sure enough, it is still Him, no matter what the doctrine is, among the heavens and all worlds, the name of God is the only one that cannot be changed, otherwise the faith received cannot be directed to himself.

Song Zheng asked again, "What are the miracles of the God of Light?"

An He Sacrifice immediately began to preach, Song Zheng just heard the beginning, and then asked solemnly: "Demon Yi shoots the sun?" An He Sacrifice said: "Exactly, Demon Yi is one of the Twelve Heavenly Demon Lords, and has the power to destroy a realm.

His invasion of our world was stopped by our god, so he held a grudge against our god, and manifested his special supernatural power between our heaven and earth, bending the demon bow to shoot the great sun.

Because the great day is the manifestation of our God in this world, and my God has suffered a heavy blow, so the great day in the sky will become what it is now.

But our God will never abandon his followers, He is still persistent, but he has fallen into a deep sleep for the time being, He has passed down the Taoism, as long as he cultivates seriously, he will definitely be able to achieve something.

When I wake up from my slumber, all the believers who have cultivated the lineage of my god will be completely transformed into pure people. And then, under the leadership of my God, resurrect our whole world!"

The myths of each world are very different, and the myths and legends about shooting the sun are also available in the Hongwu world, and everyone is familiar with the "Houyi shooting the sun".

In that myth, the descendants are the heroes who saved the world. Here, he became one of the Twelve Heavenly Demon Lords, and it seems that he is the leader of the evil forces.

Song Zheng thought for a moment and asked, "What kind of inheritance has the Venerable God passed down?"

Priest An and priest thought about it, and felt that the saint himself was too powerful, and it seemed that there was no need to steal his inheritance, so he took out an ancient stone slab with dense inscriptions carved on it: "Your Excellency, please look." ”

Song Zheng didn't have to take it, and glanced at it, Yang Shen had already imprinted this inheritance. Sure enough, it is a method for cultivating divine power in the Hundred Armed Heavenly Demon Realm.

It's just that in the Hundred-Armed Heavenly Demon Realm, because each of the gods and disciples has been endowed with divine power, it is very easy to cultivate, and as long as they ensure their faith and piety, they can continue to improve.

And here, the power of the gods is "cut off", and without the divine power, this set of cultivation methods of the God of Light is to open the eyebrows and eyes, so as to absorb the "power of the underworld" between heaven and earth, and the speed is extremely slow.

But Song Zheng suddenly noticed a word used in this inheritance: the power of the underworld.

Could it be that it refers to the power of the River Styx, which is separated between heaven and earth? He was full of doubts in his heart, for the power of the gods was incompatible with the River Styx, and the River Styx was the power of the Netherworld.

He pondered for a moment and then said to Priest Anhe, "May you let me observe your practice?" This is an unreasonable request, but please believe that it is very important to me and to all the people here. ”

Ann and the priest hesitated, but nodded and agreed: "Okay." ”

This is a world of destruction, and everyone knows very well what a powerful saint means, so everyone's tolerance for Song Zheng is extremely high.

Priest An and priest sat cross-legged under the idol, and after a while, he entered a state of cultivation, and an invisible vortex slowly condensed from his eyebrows, and there was a free force around him slowly converging in the past.

From the time he began to prepare to the time he really began to cultivate, the whole process took a stick of incense.

There were four God Fighters of the God of Light around Ann and the priest, that is, those who had achieved cultivation among the believers, and they all looked at each other with admiration in their eyes, and whispered to each other: "The priest is really powerful, and in such a short period of time, he can condense the vortex, open the eye of heaven, and cultivate. ”

"Indeed, within a radius of ten thousand miles, the Priests are among the followers of our God. ”

Song Zheng quietly glanced at them, and roughly understood what level of cultivation was in this world. It took a whole stick of incense for Priest An to begin his cultivation—this was the time it took for a monk who had just begun to cultivate to enter meditation in the Hongwu world.

Cultivation all starts from meditation, and if a beginner disciple spends a stick of incense in meditation for the first time, I am afraid that he will not receive much attention in the sect, because this kind of qualification is too ordinary.

But in the destruction of the new world, not only did they have to do this every time they cultivated, but they were still "strong" at this speed.

He focused his attention on the forces that the priests had drawn into. Among the Heaven and Earth Yuan Force, the Fire Spirit Yuan Force is the most huge, and there is an extremely subtle power of the Styx hidden in it.

But the final result was that the huge Heaven and Earth Yuan could be directly filtered out by the Ann and Priests, leaving behind the weakest power of the Styx!

And so it was. He frowned to himself and confirmed his suspicions, and he didn't understand the gods' intentions even more.

He whispered, "Thank you Ann and the priest." It didn't affect Ann He's priest's practice, so he slowly stopped and opened his eyes.

He didn't say anything further, but said to the other two priests, "Can you show me around their altars?"

The other two priests were originally a little disappointed, because Song Zheng took the lead in choosing the priest of Anhe, but now when they heard Song Zheng ask like this, they suddenly perked up, and quickly nodded: "Of course there is no problem, my lord, please come with us." ”

The three altars of the three gods in this village and town, which basically "divided" the entire population, were obviously the result of a compromise with each other, and only in this way could they coexist.

On the way, Priest Marty introduced him: "My lord, my god is in charge of all the bad luck in the world, as long as you believe in my god, he will bring all evil to your enemies, and if you believe in my god, you can often win without a fight......

The altar of Priest Marty is much taller than that of Ann and the Priest, and judging from the number of god fighters, the god of doom is also stronger than the god of light in this small village.

Song Zheng couldn't help but sigh a little, in the Hundred-Armed Heavenly Demon Realm, the God of Light was the only one, but here he was just a "non-streaming" little god.

Come to think of it, the sun, the greatest "representative" of Him in the world, is about to be shot to death, and there must be very few people who are still willing to believe in Him.

On the altar, there is a majestic statue of a god, holding a scepter burning with black fire in one hand. At His feet was a river of calamity.

Priest Marty was more eager than Ann and the priest, and asked, "Your Excellency, would you like to observe our lineage?"

"I'm tired. Song Zheng said. Priest Marty also took out a stone slab, the words on it were densely packed, Song Zhengyang God swept it, and his heart moved slightly: Compared to the God of Light, this set of inheritance is obviously more suitable for this world.

Priest Marty also sat down cross-legged under his idol and practiced.

The inheritance of the god of doom requires the creation of a meridian in the body into the "river of calamity" under the feet of my god, and then relying on this river of calamity to integrate the power of "doom" from the outside world. A meridian can absorb much faster than a heavenly eye.

However, Priest Marty, like Ann and Priest, also needed about a stick of incense to enter the cultivation state, which seemed to be a common problem for all cultivators in this world.

Then he went to the altar of the third priest of Asha. The priests of Asha believed in the god of joy, and their strength was about the same as that of the god of light—in such a world, there was not much joy.

The inheritance of the god of joy lies in the "eyes", which needs to be discovered and captured, the "source of happiness" of all in this world, Song Zheng observed the cultivation of the priest of Asha, and the level is similar to that of the priest of Anhe, and the so-called "source of happiness" is also the power of the river Styx.

Song Zheng was even more puzzled: Is it because there is a problem with the inheritance passed down by these three gods themselves, they only compete for the power of the Styx, and ignore the huge Heaven and Earth Yuan Energy, so they will be reduced to such a miserable field as now, or is it the case that all the gods in this world are inherited?

He asked cautiously: "If the exercises of the three gods are practiced diligently, can they really get rid of all the 'dirt' on their bodies and become pure people?"

He also secretly observed that these so-called "dirty people" not only grow some inexplicable organs, but also many people have various diseases.

There are some infectious diseases that should still be dangerous.

The three priests immediately nodded together without hesitation: "No problem." We didn't succeed, maybe because we weren't religious, but more because we didn't have good qualifications and didn't work hard enough to cultivate. ”

Song Zheng nodded, but he understood in his heart: With this rotten inheritance, you still want to cultivate successfully?

He thought for a moment and said, "Can you prepare a clean room for me?" I want to take a break. ”

"No problem. ”

So Song Zheng got a newly built shack - compared to other shacks, it was indeed much "cleaner". However, this is probably the most humble "room" that Song Zheng has lived in in his life.

After he entered, with a wave of his hand, he dropped the spiritual light to isolate the inside and outside, sat cross-legged by himself, contacted Zhou Sheng, and began to analyze it seriously.

Two hours later, he summoned the three priests in and asked, "What do the three priests know about the Devouring Land?"

The three priests looked puzzled in their eyes, didn't the saint encounter that monster?

Song Zheng understood what he meant at a glance, and hurriedly explained: "I escaped from the divine power of that monster, and witnessed it devouring everything, but I only saw a terrible darkness under the earth, and I couldn't see its true face clearly, I want to know ......"

Before he finished speaking, suddenly there was a rapid sound of breaking gongs outside, and the three priests stood up: "It's not good, they're coming!"