Lu Zhen looked underneath him.

He is standing in the middle of the entire confined space.

Underfoot is a dazzling complex pattern, covering an area of ​​two meters around the body. It is composed of abstract patterns and geometric patterns, full of exotic and mysterious colors, a bit like a Western magic circle.

Countless filaments made of gray mist rose from the pattern and pierced into his skin, locking him in place like a chain, making him unable to move.

As soon as the gray mist entered his meridians, it blocked his perception and control of Qi in some weird way.

The black and yellow qi in the upper Dantian fell into silence, and even the qigong of Lao Nonggong in the lower Dantian did not respond. It seemed that the will had also fallen into a deep sleep, and the vague relationship with Lu Zhen that had been maintained had been completely severed.

This does not belong to the category of Qi... Lu Zhen frowned and looked at the gray filaments around him. Even the old farmer was powerless against this thing.

Since he obtained the mysterious old farming skill, this is the first time he has encountered a situation where the old farming skill is restricted.

The old farmer's skill can comb Qi, but since it is useless for this thing, then this mist obviously does not belong to Qi, at least it is not pure Qi.

Karzai stared at Lu Zhen with feverish eyes: "Orientals, you are really the best sacrifice! It is simply a gift from God to us... There is no one in the entire land who is more suitable for this position than you."

Countless pairs of eyes came to watch, but no one spoke. Karzai's voice echoed in the space, and the atmosphere was extremely strange.

Lu Zhen looked at Karzai and said calmly: "No, there is someone more suitable for this position than me."

Karzai smiled and said: "You are talking about the elders? Of course the elders are suitable, but with the reputation of the elders, they are the most unsuitable people now... If our Mahdi reappears, do you think the elders will

How should we face the Mahdi?"

"As long as the elders devoutly obey the Mahdi, then what excuse do other people in this land have for disobeying the Mahdi? Elder, I look forward to the Mahdi conquering his heart..."

"Orientals, pray to Allah devoutly, feel the power of Allah, and dedicate your body to Allah is your right path. Don't make unnecessary struggles. Being one with the Mahdi is your supreme glory."

"Since it is the supreme honor." Lu Zhen said coldly, "Then the most suitable person for this position should be you."

Karzai was startled, then shook his head in disappointment: "I don't just want the supreme honor of being one with the Mahdi? Countless people behind me want it too... Unfortunately, the most suitable person is you."

A man in a black robe squeezed out from the crowd of enthusiastic believers, bowed and handed the disc in his hand to Karzai.

"Well done." Karzai caught the disk and praised it.

The man in the black robe was greatly encouraged, and his eyes exposed outside the black robe became as fanatical as the believers: "May the Mahdi come to the world!"

"Did you see this?" Karzai looked at the disk in his hand. The complex pattern on it was somewhat similar to the one at Lu Zhen's feet.

"Since you entered the country from the Wakhan Corridor, you have killed a lot of people and injured even more. The seven of them are domestic practitioners who died directly or indirectly at your hands, and they are all considered strong..."

He bowed and placed the disk in the depression left at the border of the pattern.

The disc fits perfectly into the recess.

There are five more such depressions, distributed in a circular shape around the edge of the complex pattern.

The disc lights up with a faint blue light.

This light was like a fuse, and the patterns under Lu Zhen's body also lit up little by little.

One by one, ferocious spirits emerged from the disk and roared silently at Lu Zhen.

Some of them looked familiar to Lu Zhen, while others had no impression of them at all. They were probably just things he had dismissed casually.

What made him feel weird was that he seemed to have a strange connection with those spirits.

Following that connection, one of the spirit bodies crashed into Lu Zhen's body first, and the other spirit bodies followed closely and bumped into Lu Zhen's body one after another.

More gray mist was generated, piercing Lu Zhen's skin.

The roar sounded directly in his consciousness, and a cold feeling quickly spread throughout his body, making Lu Zhen's brain become a little dizzy.

His eyes swept across Karzai and the woman in black robes in front of him, and his intuition told him that something seemed different, but he couldn't tell where it was different.

When the vision happened, a low "Mahdi" sounded first among the enthusiastic onlookers, followed by "Mahdi" one after another.

Finally, there was a single deafening voice: "Mahdi!"

Karzai waited for the fanatical atmosphere to fall from its peak before raising his hand to stop their shouting.

The venue suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

The enthusiasm in those countless pairs of eyes is even worse.

Looking at Lu Zhen, it seems that he is no longer looking at him, but seeing the "Mahdi" who is about to come into the world with the help of Lu Zhen.

Karzai squatted down and drew a strange pattern on the periphery of the disc embedded in the depression with his index finger: "Your soul is not enough. The Mahdi's coming into the world will definitely require more soul power."

Lu Zhen shook his head and tried his best to maintain his clarity: "Sara is also one of yours?"

"How can we say they are our people? The correct statement is that we and Sara are both Mahdi's people... Sara broke away from the imprisonment of the elders and ran towards the Mahdi. She is us and the real Mahdi.

The victory of evil."

Karzai stood up: "Without Sarah, how could we monitor your every move and keep you firmly in our hands? So, I have always believed that Sarah is a gift from God to us, just like you."

He closed his eyes, as if sensing something.

"Here we come." After a moment, he opened his eyes again and looked behind Lu Zhen.

Another man in a black robe hurried over, squeezed through the crowd, and handed another identical disk to Karzai's hand.

Lu Zhen lowered his head and looked at the increasingly bright patterns on the ground: "Your Mahdi has disappeared for more than a thousand years. Do you believe that the one you summon in the end must be the Mahdi?"

After hearing Lu Zhen's words, Karzai, who was about to put the next disk into the depression, looked up at Lu Zhen: "The Mahdi is hiding away, not disappearing, and what we are doing is not summoning the Mahdi.

How can a mortal be qualified to summon the Mahdi? What we do is just to guide the will of the Mahdi to come."

"What kind of existence is your Mahdi? Close to the legendary god?" Lu Zhen asked.

There was only pure curiosity in his eyes, as if he was simply discussing this issue with Karzai.

In this environment, Karzai was stunned by his eyes that were still free of any negative emotions.

He has seen countless people, including devout believers of Allah and some hypocrites, but he has never seen anyone maintain such pure eyes when experiencing the test of Allah.

"Your soul is crystal clear, without any impurities. Even among countless believers, I have never seen anyone with eyes like yours..."

"Is this the secret of why you are so young yet so powerful? Who else can create such a miracle except Allah? Every time I live in this world, my faith in Allah becomes stronger."

Karzai reverently placed the disk into the depression on the left side of Lu Zhen.

As before, the disc fits perfectly into the depression.

Lu Zhen suddenly said sincerely: "Allah...if your god really exists, I actually want to see him. Even without your actions, I still want to see him."

Now that the immortal gods in Eastern legends have disappeared without a trace, and those who emerged are hard to find, then does this Allah, who is said to always show miracles to the world and has countless believers, exist?

If it exists, what is his current state?

Seeking the Tao, seeking the Tao... Even if it takes decades to realize the Tao, how can it be as good as the gain of seeing the gods?

After going through reincarnation on Mount Yuzhu, Lu Zhen had a brief experience of being in harmony with the Dharma King.

But as the Great Dharma King said, after that special meridian returned to normal, when he recalls it now, he only views his own experience from a third-party perspective.

Even though his state of mind became more detached inadvertently, there were still many unanswered questions in his heart.

Once, he asked the Heavenly Master some questions, but the Heavenly Master did not give him the answer.

In the short experience of being in harmony with the Tao, he already knew that even the Great Dharma King, who had hundreds of years of wisdom, could not answer his questions.

If he could meet this God, or God's messenger, then he might be able to find answers to many of the questions in his heart...

His thirst for knowledge was so great that it was almost crazy, but Lu Zhen’s eyes remained extremely calm.

"The miracles of Allah are always displayed in front of you, why do you still doubt the existence of Allah?" Karzai said gently, "Assuming there is no God, then what is our faith? What we can feel, with faith and our

What is the connected supreme being?"

"Your soul is far more pure than ordinary people, and you are closer to Allah... Go and see the Messenger of Allah, and you should know the greatness of Allah!"

The disk slowly lights up.

The patterns under Lu Zhen's feet became brighter, reflecting a faint blue in his eyes.

Seven spiritual bodies emerged from the disc, and like the original spiritual bodies, they roared ferociously at Lu Zhen and then crashed into Lu Zhen's body one after another.

As the body temperature dropped again, the blood on Lu Zhen's face completely faded and turned into purple, making him look no different from a dead person.

His head became more dizzy.

In the confusion, there were chaotic sounds.

It was like countless people were shouting in his ears, making it impossible for him to hear clearly what those people were shouting.

But a will arose in his body, telling him to hear clearly what those voices were shouting.

Those sounds seemed to have a fatal attraction on the will he felt...

The noisy voices gradually became one.

Lu Zhen heard clearly, that was - Mahdi!

His consciousness continued to rise with the sound.

Karzai and his fanatical believers became what he saw when he looked down.

His own body has also become a strange third person.

His current state is very strange.

I lost my emotions and reason, and watched everything in front of me shrink continuously as a witness.

After penetrating the roof, Lu Zhen realized that the place he was in was a temple.

He no longer felt surprised, and everything seemed to be taken for granted.

Consciousness continues to rise.

The domed temple below keeps shrinking.

The streets and houses that come into view are also shrinking.

The outline of the entire city of Nuristan slowly appeared in Lu Zhen's field of vision.

A giant complex pattern that included the entire city of Nuristan also appeared in his eyes.

He saw Alawi somewhere in the city of Nuristan, and also saw Sara next to Alawi.

But he knew that it was not Sara's true body.

Scanning his eyes, he saw a graceful figure from behind not far from Alawi.

The house separates this figure from Alawi, blocking each other's sight.

An idea came to mind - this is Sarah.

Although he doesn’t know why, Lu Zhen knows that this is the fact.

As his gaze continued to rise, Lu Zhen saw the young "house prostitute" whom he had seen not long after entering the city.

She is praying now.

Not just girls.

There are disabled people praying, blind people praying, widows praying, orphans praying...

Countless dense voices started from nothing, grew from small to loud, and finally converged into a single sentence - Mahdi!

There was a roar in his head, as if he had traveled through a special space, the voice in Lu Zhen's consciousness disappeared, and he fell into absolute silence.

Messy fragments flashed by, and the soul that did not belong to Lu Zhen condensed in his body, as if another soul was generated to carry the will.

At a certain moment, those patchwork souls melted into his consciousness, and a vague idea emerged in his heart: He is the Mahdi, the Mahdi who has been hiding for more than nine hundred years!

But, he is Lu Zhen...

A serious feeling of rejection immediately arose in his consciousness, suppressing the consciousness of the Mahdi.

In a daze, a chaotic figure appeared in front of Lu Zhen.

The vision gradually becomes clearer.

Karzai and the woman under the black headscarf were looking at him with far more piety than before, as if they had been infected by fanaticism and lost their last sanity.

The fanatical believers behind Karzai were already lying on the ground, chanting "Mahdi" in a low voice.

"The will of the Mahdi... that is the will of the Mahdi!" Karzai murmured, "Orientals, have you felt... the supreme will of the Mahdi? That is the Mahdi... who has been hiding for nine years.

A century of Mahdi!"

The woman beside him spoke for the first time in her frenzy: "The final judgment is coming, justice and justice are about to come to the world!"

The dizziness in his consciousness made Lu Zhen feel a little dazed: "Mahdi...it's a pity that I didn't see it."

Although the split Mahdi consciousness was weak, Lu Zhen felt that there seemed to be some problems with that will, at least it was not consistent with the messenger of God he understood.

But does the Mahdi, who was rumored to have disappeared for more than a thousand years, really exist?

"People from the East, you will see the Mahdi right away! You will be one with him right away!" Karzai closed his eyes and said enthusiastically, "Coming, coming... As long as all five discs are present, that's it.

When the Mahdi comes."

Lu Zhen shook his head: "It's a pity that I don't want to be the Mahdi, I just want to talk to him..."

"As an Oriental, being one with the Mahdi is your supreme honor and your unchangeable destiny."

Karzai turned to look in a certain direction in the crowd: "Two pieces, two more... Orientals, stop struggling, the five discs are about to arrive, you..."

The sound of a sharp weapon cutting through clothes was heard, and Karzai was cut in half from the chest without any warning.

The upper body slowly slid down and fell to the ground, but no blood was seen.

A tall, bare-chested figure suddenly appeared next to Karzai.

The woman following Karzai reacted in a split second.

The dagger that appeared in her right hand at an unknown moment when Karzai's upper body fell to the ground, pierced the ribs of the huge figure nearly two meters tall, and then her right hand was hit by a huge sharp claw.

Catch.

The other sharp claw cut through the air and seemed to cut through the space at the same time. After cutting the woman's neck, the woman no longer tried to pull out the dagger.

Her eyes moved slightly, and she looked into a pair of eyes as dark as black holes.

"Mamel..."

His head dropped and his vision fell into darkness.

Countless pairs of eyes stared blankly at the turning point in front of them. No one reacted. Karzai and the woman simply died.

The tall figure suddenly turned around, and the sharp claws in his hands cut into the ground under Lu Zhen, cutting the ground into several pieces like cutting tofu.

The gray mist that restrained Lu Zhen dissipated, and Lu Zhen stepped out of the complex pattern beneath her body.

The pressure on his body suddenly disappeared, and he felt the surging Qi in his Dantian again.

Looking across the dull believers, Lu Zhen asked: "Does anyone want to see God?"

No one answered.

Lu Zhen suddenly looked at Karzai's body.

"I was almost killed by you..."

The first "almost" came from the upper half of Karzai's body, but the next few words came from the crowd of believers.

The two corpses on the ground disappeared like an illusion, and the other Karzai walked out of the crowd under the disbelieving eyes of the believers.

Looking at Lu Zhen and Mamel, who was standing next to Lu Zhen like a puppet, he sighed: "When will the test given to us by Allah end?"

Lu Zhen was surprised: "Is it an illusion?"

"No." Karzai shook his head, "It's the power of Allah!"

"People from the East, your resistance is in vain. All this has been destined by God, who is omniscient and omnipotent."

……

When the gray fog became thicker, Alawi vaguely heard many prayers.

He touched the hair of the girl in front of him again and said gently: "Sarah, it's time for me to go."

Sarah was not surprised: "Even if, elder, you find a way to subdue my true form while preventing me from killing people, it's too late for you to go over now. The Oriental may have been sacrificed."

"Little Sara, you are wrong again this time." Alavi smiled and pointed in front of him, "Look."

In the direction pointed by Alavi, the hazy scene gradually became clear, and those things seemed to have regained their sense of existence.

Sarah stared at the scene in front of her blankly. After a moment, she shook her head and said: "Elder, it's useless for you to go over. Karzai has already been prepared. The Oriental man still can't escape."

"Maybe." Alavi walked forward, "Then let's go and see it together, Sarah?"
Chapter completed!