The power of faith

On an unknown mountain in the prehistoric continent, there were a group of prehistoric creatures sitting very well and in order. From the bottom of the mountain, first there were a group of prehistoric creatures without transformation, and then there were a group of Taiyi True Immortals, Taiyi Xuanxian, Taiyi Golden Immortals, then Daluo True Immortals, Daluo Xuanxian, and Daluo Golden Immortals. However, there were no quasi-saints. They consciously surrounded the mountains from low to high according to their cultivation level. In this way, the higher their cultivation level, the fewer the number of people, but the higher they were, just like the pyramid pattern of the Western feudal divine association.

At the top of this pyramid is a middle-aged man wearing a clothes full of clothes, holding purple gold Ruyi in his hand, and exuding a misty breath all over his body. At this time, he was talking about the lotus, talking endlessly about his understanding of the great way. The purple air lingers in the sky, and golden lotus gushing out from the ground. Those who listen to the sermons nodded, frowned, or were ecstatic. The magic fluctuations emitted from their bodies stirred the surrounding energy, like putting one ring-shaped belt after another on this nameless mountain, which was very beautiful.

It has been thousands of years since Chen Long made his great vow to preach, and Chen Long's reputation has been completely spread throughout the prehistoric world, and he has truly become a public figure in the prehistoric world.

At the beginning, Chen Long only had some merits from preaching, but later, as the preaching progressed, Chen Long gradually fell in love with such a profession as a teacher.

Watching his students progress, his students transform, and his students gain enlightenment, Chen Long feels a sense of excitement from the bottom of his heart, a kind of fulfillment and satisfaction.

Looking at the prehistoric creatures who had heard of themselves, whether they were good or evil, they respectfully saluted him. Chen Long did feel it and felt their gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

Think back to the fact that since Chenlong came to the prehistoric world, he had never done anything meaningful to expand his territory to the dragon clan. He was not easy to fight, kill, and managed the dragon clan. He was not sociable and was afraid of trouble. He was doing nothing all day long. Even if he practiced, he practiced the Three Thousand Great Ways because he did not communicate with others. Isn’t this seeking death?

But now, Chen Long seemed to have found his goal at once, and his heart was infinitely fulfilled, feeling that he was more closely connected with the prehistoric world.

Under this fulfilling mentality, Chen Long's mood is changing silently, becoming closer to the prehistoric world, closer to the prehistoric creatures, and more and more adapting to the prehistoric environment.

The relaxation of the state of mind made Chen Long closer to the prehistoric path, and his cultivation improved unknowingly.

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After talking for a while, Chen Long stopped, and the vision between heaven and earth disappeared. Those who listened to the sermon were not surprised. The Eastern Prince in their eyes was always so profound and unfathomable, and there was no fuss about stopping. The Eastern Prince has always been like this.

In fact, Chen Long is now cutting the way. Since obtaining the Chaos Bell, Chen Long discovered that the Chaos Bell can still cut five hundred great laws, that is, this Chaos Treasure can cut one thousand ways.

"Zheng--" Over the past few thousand years, as the preaching progressed, Chen Long's understanding of the Dao has deepened, and his cultivation problem has been reflected. Although there are many ore veins in the prehistoric continent that can be melted into his body, and Chen Long is constantly melting the ore veins to refine his body, but it is not the root cause for treatment, so he can only use the art of killing the Dao again.

Although the Chaos Bell is not around Shen Long, Shen Long can still be connected with the money of the prehistoric world - merit.

"Ha, this is really hard? These two birds are still running around and can't lock them at all. And this time, the Taiyi almost realized that these two fools are making great progress!" Chen Long gasped and thought to himself.

"However, this is also the last great way. The one thousand great ways in the Chaos Bell are now perfect. Moreover, more than half of the great ways I have cut out, and I can slow down. There is no tool to carry the great way now, but the tool to carry must be the Chaos Treasure, where to find it." Chen Long thought in pain.

"Hmm? Why is this happening?" Chen Long, who was really worried, suddenly realized that most of his mental injuries had healed.

"How could it get so quickly?" Chen Long thought in confusion and frowned.

"Supreme Immortal, I don't know what to worry about?" Sitting under Shen Long, a golden immortal of Daluo had a coffin face, as if everyone owed him hundreds of dollars, but when he saw Chen Long frowning, he asked worriedly.

"Huh?" Chen Long hated his thoughts being interrupted. He unconsciously released the pressure on himself, which made the prehistoric creatures below breathless.

After discovering that it was this Daluo, Chen Long decisively retracted his aura. The person who asked Chen Long was a Daluo Golden Immortal who was very optimistic about, named Taibai. Since Chen Long rescued him on the road, he was always respectful to Chen Long. He followed Chen Long along the way and took care of Chen Long, Yanran, a competent butler.

"Is there anything wrong?" Chen Long asked calmly.

"The little one just feels that the immortals are or have troubles. If you need the little ones, you will be crushed to pieces and will not refuse." Taibai still bowed respectfully to Chen Long and said with a serious face.

Feeling great pressure, and hearing Taibai's confession again, everyone who listened to the sermon below regretted it, how could the coffin face steal the top spot? A smarter person immediately expressed his loyalty.

"The great immortal is above, he is doing things for the great immortal, and he is crushed to pieces, and he is willing to refuse-"

This time it became popular. Even the idiot knew how to do it. He bowed to Chen Long again and shouted, "Doing things for the immortal, you will be crushed to pieces, and you will never refuse-"

Although it was quite unexpected, when Chen Long saw the creatures in this mountain kneeling down to him and bowing to him, it seemed that there was something more in his heart. And as the shouting below became stronger, the more obvious this feeling was.

He shouted below, and the dragon was immersed in his destiny, that is, the dragon ball, and carefully observed where his feelings 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 that were slapping the space crystal walls of the Dragon Ball world, there were also large areas of golden light, boundless. This was the merit obtained by Shenlong. However, in the golden merit, a trace of white silk thread was passing through. Shenlong was unclear, so his mind touched the white silk thread.

Just after I came into contact, Chen Long felt a stream of information transmitted from the silk thread:

In a cave, a monk from the early stage of Daluo knelt down to a statue. The statue was lifelike. When you look closely, it was the Dongwang, which is what Chen Long looked like now. He could only hear a rumor, "Thank you, the Dongwangwang, for your great immortal, for letting me break through Taiyi and advance to Daluo, and I wish Daxian's cultivation to a higher level..."

"This is..." Chen Long was confused. What is this? How could there be a memory image in my dragon ball? It was not that the inner demon entered the body, which led to the devil being entangled. But I have infinite merits, what kind of earth-center demon can shuttle through the merits.

Chen Long, who was unknown, came into contact with a white silk thread. This time the image changed. On the edge of a river, a small fish had just passed the heavenly tribulation of transformation and turned into a human form, and turned into a young man who was somewhat similar to Chen Long. He knelt down and bowed respectfully to a place by the river: "Thank you for your kindness and give a small opportunity. Now the little fairy has just passed the tribulation, so I will follow the footsteps of the great fairy, wishing the great fairy a better cultivation..." After a long string of words, I bowed again, and the picture disappeared.

Isn't this little fish the fish that Chenlong always jumped in front of him when he was preaching by the river two thousand years ago? Chenlong pressed it under his seat and planned to cook this guy after he finished speaking. However, it seemed that he had forgotten something at that time. Later, he was upset for a while, why was he also in the dragon ball?

Try again, another...

However, most of these pictures are places where one preaches, with mountains and waters, but it seems that they only happened after the sunken dragon passed by.

"Is this a magical power that I realize later?" Chen Long thought silently and sadly.

"Huh? This is..." Chen Long, who continued to observe, found a picture: On a tall mountain, a group of gangsters were arranged according to their cultivation, kneeling to the East Prince and bowing, shouting: "It's broken into pieces, and I'm not refusing to do it-"

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

"Isn't this the present? Why is this happening?" Chen Long couldn't calm down.

Feel the infinite gratitude, worship, attachment, and madness for yourself below......

"This, is this..." Chen Long seemed to have thought of something.

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

"Then this is...the power of faith!!!"

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