True Yuan drummed, and in an instant, Sha Ling turned into an afterimage in the Tongtian River, and the surroundings seemed to shake slightly, and the world in front of him changed greatly, crystal clear, and occasionally scattered countless transparent diamond pillars - space-time channels, real space-time channels, through space-time channels, he could reach many places in a very short time, including the Celestial Empire of the Andromeda Galaxy.

Taking a deep breath, Sha Ling's speed trembled, and after a little look, he stepped out of the Tongtian River with a cold face. Ten seconds, reach the Celestial Empire!

Without concealing his momentum, he opened his eyes vertically, shooting out a sword of light and shooting in all directions.

The location where Sha Ling appeared was a checkpoint near the capital of the Celestial Empire, where merchant ships came and went in space, and the fleet of the military department patrolled back and forth.

Sha Ling's sudden appearance and subsequent actions shocked everyone back!

God, where did this strongman come from, shuttling through the void out of thin air, and still being able to shoot light!

Sha Ling completely ignored the existence of these people. Soon, he confirmed a location, "Hmph. With a cold snort, his figure disappeared in place.

In the sky above the Star Field, the capital of the Celestial Empire, there was a majestic temple made of huge white rocks, and the volume of the temple was only slightly smaller than that of the administrative star of the Capital Star Domain.

At the entrance of the temple, there are seven statues up to a height of 1,000 meters, these statues are almost everywhere in the entire Celestial Empire, but only the statues in front of the temple emit a bright white light, like a bright moon, illuminating the night sky of the capital star.

A slightly taller statue in the middle is the gods of the Celestial Race, three on the left and right, the disciples of the gods, the existence of demigods, they are the heroes and legends in the history of the Celestial Race, and the heroic deeds of each person. There are thick stacks.

Every two years, during the month of May, the month of pilgrimage, countless of the most devout pilgrims flock to the temple from far and wide, and every day throughout this month, a lucky pilgrim is blessed by the gods. The light that shot from the eyes of the tallest statue of the deity fell on the pilgrim's body, and this lucky pilgrim not only greatly increased his cultivation, but also broke through the first order immediately, and also gained a potential increase.

Except in May, there is always a quiet place in the temple, even for the disciples who bother to clean and clean every day, who, in order to show their most devout hearts, do not use any automatic machines, but use their own hands to sweep away the fine dust from the statues, pillars, and floors of the temple, even in the most laborious and tedious labor. They all tried to hold their breath and move lightly, so as not to disturb the deity's contemplation.

It is said that in the distant past, there was a time when the Zerg dug a wormhole and went straight to the capital star field, and when the capital of the Celestial Race was in danger, the outermost aperture of the temple suddenly expanded. Surrounded by the entire capital administrative star, all the Zerg in the aperture were reduced to powder. Countless Celestial Race people fell to their knees in the dust, clasped their hands in front of their chests, and prayed incessantly to thank the gods for their protection.

After this battle, the circle of light outside the temple became one of the miracles.

However. On this day, suddenly a streamer of light came from an unknown place, crashing into the thin layers of aperture, a miracle in the minds of hundreds of millions of people, at this moment. Like a thin piece of paper, it will be penetrated as soon as it is worn!

For a moment, countless fanatics who were cleaning raised their heads, staring in disbelief at the dissipating circle of light, and the mysterious figure who appeared in front of the seven huge statues - he looked like he was not even more than 1.8 meters tall, without wings, without spaceships, without protective shields, wearing robes similar to those of gods, black hair flying, three eyes bright but burning, and his face was somewhat similar to the statues, all like white jade, white and cold.

At the same time, hundreds of winged guards flew out of the temple, all with three or four pairs of wings, dressed in white robes, and armed with golden holy weapons.

"Who's coming?" the four pairs of winged guards led by the leader shouted loudly, fearing no enemies in this temple of the gods.

Sha Ling glanced at him lightly, only this indifferent glance made the guard chief's voice tremble, and inexplicably, a chill welled up in his heart.

Sha Ling only glanced at him, and then turned his head, as if the powerful guard chief and hundreds of guards were small ants.

He looked at the seven statues in front of him, and he didn't know what material these statues were, but their whole bodies were condensed with the purest faith power, and the power of these beliefs was also transformed into pure spiritual power, and the massive amount of spiritual power was pulled by an invisible line and transported into the distance.

In Sha Ling's opinion, their move is really too wasteful, most of the special faith power has been stripped from the spiritual power and precipitated on the statue, this little bit of faith, accumulated into a scale close to the size of the statue, emitting a glittering brilliance, but this brilliance can only be seen by Sha Ling.

From this point of view, the Celestial Race's use of the power of faith is not very perfect, and it is far worse than the "Lotus Treasure Book". They mainly absorbed the amount of spiritual power, but gave up the more important power of faith, which can be said to have picked up sesame seeds and lost watermelon.

Sha Ling suddenly raised the corners of his lips and showed a smile, his smile was clean and refreshing, full of infectiousness, so that everyone who saw it couldn't help but forget everything, and couldn't help but smile.

At this moment, a lotus throne with a diameter of two meters was born under Sha Ling's feet, and a halo behind his head was radiant.

Sha Ling held the "Dharma Seal" in his hand, his right hand was erected, his left hand was crossed, his lips were slightly open, and he silently recited the Lotus Treasure Book, for a while, the sound was faint, as if it came from a very far away, but it was resounding in the hearts of all beings, making the listeners all relax their faces and have a sense of kindness.

With the operation of the Lotus Treasure Book, the power of pure faith accumulated on the statue loosened slightly, Sha Ling's heart was overjoyed, and he immediately stepped up the operation of the exercises, and only a few seconds later, the power of faith that had been idle here was like a milk swallow thrown into Sha Ling's hands, and immediately appeared in Sha Ling's sea of consciousness like golden quicksand!

In just ten minutes, the surface of Sha Ling's body has all turned golden, and the first weight of the golden body has been completed! In an hour, the golden body has become the second weight, forming a set of armor on the surface of the body of the god child, and the golden wheel above the head has also achieved the second weight, turning into an oval shape faintly burning with flames!

At this point, the remaining amount of faith power is very small, and it is far from enough to advance again. (To be continued......)