Lu Ming can be sure that the statue is carved by the celestial beings.

"Can the gods he mentioned in Haizong are the celestial race?"

Lu Ming's heart moved.

This is very likely.

The Yan clan was born from this continent.

The ruins of the universe have been confused in the past, and the secrets of the rules and secrets of the past few dozen star years have become more orderly. Only in some places can some ethnic groups be nurtured.

In other words, the history of the Yan clan is only a few dozen star years at most.

After dozens of star years, practice from nothing to something, slowly exploring, it is impossible to be much stronger.

It is estimated that the strongest man in the Yan clan will not have very high cultivation.

Lu Ming sensed this village, and the highest cultivation level was also the Void God Realm.

If the Heavenly Man Clan descends on this continent, the lowest cultivation level is probably the ninth level of the God Emperor, or the God Lord realm. In the eyes of the people of the Yan clan, it is really no different from the gods.

As long as the masters of the Heavenly Man tribe show some skills, it is normal for them to be regarded as gods by the Yan tribe.

"Okay, the time has come, prayer has begun!"

Under the statue, there was an old man who said respectfully to the statue, then knelt in front of the statue and bowed deeply.

The same was true for the others in the yard, including Haizong, who worshiped deeply and began to pray.

Lu Ming naturally didn't do this. How could he kneel down and worship the statue of the Heavenly Man?

He stood there and watched silently.

The villagers here were praying with all their hearts, so no one noticed that Lu Ming was still standing.

After a while, Lu Ming discovered a scene that surprised him.

He found that when these villagers began to pray, they seemed to have some resonance with the statue. Lu Ming used the power of taboo to his eyes and could clearly see that there was a silk thread on these villagers, connected to the statue. It seemed that something was constantly gathering on the statue along the silk thread, and a layer of hazy light appeared on the statue.

"Is this...is the legendary power of faith? The heavenly race is collecting the power of faith?"

Lu Ming was shocked.

He once saw in ancient books that in the early days of the Heavenly Palace, there was a method of practice that was popular for a while.

That is the method of practicing the power of faith.

Many strong people will collect believers everywhere and collect the power of faith.

Many believers of the strong are spread all over the life planets, and even in the small worlds.

However, the method of practicing the power of faith has great disadvantages. It is not bad in the early stage, but the more you practice it to the later stage, the more difficult it is to control it and easily be retaliated.

After all, these powers of faith come from countless different creatures and contain different ideas.

When it reaches a certain level, even the top-level strong people will be difficult to control. They will be affected and may even be backfired by the power of faith. At the least, they will be seriously injured and at the worst, they will die.

So over time, no one has practiced this method of practice and is almost cut off.

Unexpectedly, I would see the Heavenly Man Clan collecting the power of faith here.

"What is the Heavenly Man race doing? Is it for cultivation, or for other purposes?"

Lu Ming frowned and thought.

There was silence around and everyone was praying with all their hearts.

No, there is one person who doesn’t pray with all his heart, and that is Haizong.

Lu Ming discovered that the silk thread on Haizong and the statue was very light, as if it was present or not, as if it would dissipate at any time.

"This guy Haizong believes in gods, but in fact, he may not think so in his heart..."

Lu Ming smiled slightly.

The silk thread is very light, which shows that Haizong is not wholeheartedly at all, but is just doing a show here.

Lu Ming looked at it quietly, and it took three hours before the prayer ended.

Under the statue, the old man, the village chief of this village, was the first to end the prayer. He opened his eyes and stood up, raised his arms and announced that the prayer was over.

Then, he saw Lu Ming standing straight there, closing his eyes to rest.

In fact, Lu Ming was secretly absorbing the black mist, and he didn't want to waste time.

"You...you dare not pray, be bold!"

The village chief pointed at Lu Ming and roared angrily.

This loud roar woke everyone up and looked at Lu Ming one after another.

"What, this person didn't pray, he was so bold!"

"This is blasphemy and we must be punished!"

"It is recommended to go to the stake and burn to death!"

Many villagers roared.

Lu Ming actually dared not respect the gods and dared to blaspheme the gods. They were afraid that the gods would be angry, and they would not protect them, and even impose divine punishments. Therefore, they vented all their rage on Lu Ming.

"Come, drag this person out and burn it to death!"

The village chief yelled.

Immediately, a few big men stepped forward and wanted to take Lu Ming down.

Lu Ming's eyes turned cold.

The strongest person in this village is the realm of Void God, and I also want to kill him.

Even if he doesn't do it himself, the Ninth Level of God Emperor's ball can destroy the village with one move.

"Wait a minute, village chief, wait a minute!"

At this time, Hai Zong shouted and hurriedly blocked Lu Ming.

"Haizong, do you want to cover up on him?"

The village chief said coldly.

"Village Chief, Tianyun is not from our village!"

Haizong explained.

"I know he is not from our village, but even if he is not from our village, he will pray as long as he enters our village. This is the rule set by the gods."

The village chief said coldly.

"The village chief, Tianyun's hometown is very remote, and it is not yet shrouded by the glory of the gods. There are also regulations for the gods. In special circumstances, there is no need to pray. Tianyun was seriously injured and needed to heal at all times. If he prayed, the injury would be worse. This is in line with the rules set by the gods. I believe the gods will not blame him."

Haizong made a loud defense.

The village chief and other villagers looked at Lu Ming carefully.

Lu Ming's condition does look very poor. Although the wound on his body has healed a little in the past few days, he is still very thin and his breath is weak. He does look like he is seriously injured in his vitality.

The village chief and others felt relieved.

If you are seriously injured, you don’t need to pray. The gods do have such regulations, and I believe they will not blame you.

"Okay, Haizong, you can take him down. The injury will not heal next time, so it won't be used. But if the injury is healed, as long as it is still in my village, you must come, otherwise, you will be punished by death!"

The village chief said sternly.

“Yes, yes!”

Haizong nodded repeatedly, then gave Lu Ming a look and left here with Lu Ming.

After walking away, Haizong let out a long sigh and said, "It was a dangerous situation just now, but fortunately your injury was not healed, otherwise it would be in trouble."

Lu Ming smiled, didn't care, and said, "How long have you been praying like this? Do you pray like this in other places?"

"It's been a long time since many generations passed down before, at least tens of thousands of years."

“As far as I know, prayers are required in any place that is shrouded in the light of the gods.”

Haizong Dao.
Chapter completed!