Chapter 722: Conversation with the True God, the arrival of the Heroic Spirit Legion [6000]
"Secondly, the time of death must not exceed two days. If the time is too long, the soul will go to the underworld. Finally, if you want to resurrect the deceased, you must perform a ceremony at the place of death during his lifetime. The human soul will linger in the same place after death.
, unless you have the ability to collect the soul."
"Only when all three are present, with the precious water of life and sacred essence, as long as our Lord allows it, the Great Resurrection can be successfully activated to help the body recover and the soul to return to its proper place, thus bringing the deceased back to the world.
"
"So...it turns out to be like this...Thank you to the envoy for clearing up the confusion..."
Dashan opened his mouth and forced a forced smile, but his mood instantly dropped.
The rest of the indigenous people basically had the same expression, and they were full of despair.
This feeling of having just a little bit of hope, but then suddenly falling to the bottom and falling into despair is really not a good feeling.
But what can they do?
The resurrection of the dead is something that only exists in legends.
Besides, this divine messenger had just saved them, so they couldn't ask for too much.
On the contrary, Afan asked: "What? Don't you want to try to resurrect your companions? My Lord is very kind and generous. You can pray and give it a try. If my Lord happens to be free, then agree to it."
Where is it?"
"This...this...isn't this not good?" Dashan was a little confused.
According to tribal legends, aren't the gods mysterious and mysterious, who don't like to be disturbed by others, are moody, and often issue punishments?
"What's not so good? Praying is just like making a wish. Haven't you ever made a wish before?" A Fan wondered, "One thing is to change those illusory wishing targets into a real god.
That’s all.”
"this......"
Dashan looked back at the tribesmen who were also confused, feeling that this matter was somewhat beyond his ability to understand.
Seeing that they were still too timid to try, Afan immediately stood up and said:
"What are you afraid of? Just pray and give it a try. As long as you are not disrespectful to our Lord, our Lord will not impose divine punishment for no reason. If you really don't want to try, then I can leave. In addition to you, there are
Other believers in trouble are waiting for me to save them."
"Don't blame me, my lord, the envoy of God. Don't blame me, my lord, the envoy of God."
Once he heard that this was his only chance to run away, Dashan no longer hesitated.
He gritted his teeth, held the statue in his hand and raised it above his head again, closed his eyes and recited it devoutly in his heart.
"Great God of Light and Immortality, Dashan asks you to give us your gift and save these dead people!"
"Great God of Light and Immortality, Dashan asks you to give us your gift and save these dead people!"
"Great God of Light and Immortality, Dashan asks you to give us your gift and save these dead people!"
Dashan read it three times in his mind, but he only received a minimal "attention" and did not receive any substantial response.
Just when he was a little discouraged and thought that the God of Light and Immortality would definitely not respond to him for such a trivial matter.
A miracle happened.
In the heart of Dashan, the facial expression of the god whose whole body was shining with golden holy light suddenly became agile.
Qian Chaoguang, who was using True God's Gaze, said slowly: "Next time when you pray, remember to bring your name and location, and bring your specific needs, otherwise it will be very difficult to find. If it wasn't for A Fan's special purpose
If you tell me something, I probably just ignore it."
Dashan: "...ah?"
Qian Chaoguang's words immediately made Dashan Qian confused.
What does it mean to bring your name and location?
Qian Chaoguang explained patiently: "As a god, tens of billions of believers pray to me every day, hoping that I can fulfill their various wishes. Imagine if there were so many people at the same time
How do you feel when I talk in your ear?"
Dashan thought about it obediently.
He doesn't understand what the word "hundreds of millions" means, but he knows what "tens" and "hundreds" mean.
There are more than 100 tribesmen in their tribe.
The tribes in the mountains have not yet developed the mathematical concept of "thousand".
If it weren't for the unique environment of Douluo Star, which makes them naturally master the same language as Douluo Continent and Sun Moon Continent, Qian Chaoguang would still have to spend some time to talk to this primitive indigenous people. In his opinion, the popular science point is completely
Knowledge worthy of common sense.
After realizing that tens of billions must represent a very, very large number of people, Dashan answered honestly: "I may not be able to hear what they are saying at all. Even if two or three people talk to me at the same time, I can't hear them clearly."
Unable to cope."
Qian Chaoguang nodded and said: "So, this is why I said that the prayer should bring your specific location and request. If the request is too immature, in this case, even if I am willing to help, it will be difficult to capture the key information."
"Therefore, generally speaking, only prayers with clear appeals, clear coordinates, and clear objectives for the effectiveness of the appeal can I be aware of and be satisfied to a certain extent."
"Even though I have been paying attention to you, I just spent three seconds locating your location, and finally determined it through A Fan."
"If it's a normal way, and I want to find your specific location through your prayer just now, I have to first determine who among my tens of billions of believers is praying to me."
"Then, lock your coordinate position by watching and think of a solution, either by projecting power, sending out manpower, or doing something else."
"This is under the premise that your request for prayer is relatively clear. For example, on another continent, people often ask me to bless them to get rich, bless them to be safe, etc. This kind of desire to be directed towards the lake makes me very distressed."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After hearing these words, Dashan was dumbfounded.
He felt that this god seemed to be slightly different from the image of the god in his mind.
It’s not that the God of Light and Immortality is bad, it’s just...
The other party seems to be a little too easy to talk to, even easier to talk to than some weird-tempered priests and uncles in the tribe.
"So...when we worshiped the gods before, was it because of this reason that the gods never responded to us clearly like this? The gods would only tell the priests some revelations."
Dashan's mind became hot and the questions in his mind blurted out.
This is a spiritual dialogue through the channel of faith.
He just thought about it and said it directly before he could control himself.
When he realized what he had just done, cold sweat suddenly fell from Dashan's body.
This is very disrespectful!
I was actually asking a great god!
Even questioning another god!
However, what Dashan didn't expect was that Qian Chaoguang explained kindly: "It's not the reason. It's not that your god doesn't respond to you. It's that there is no such true god at all. You have always been just talking to
Pray over a stone statue."
"Stone...stone statue?" Dashan became more doubtful about life, "But...but, the priest in our tribe firmly believes that he has heard God's will and has seen God's will."
Ontology.”
"Oh? Then has your god ever chatted with him like this?" Qian Chaoguang asked with a smile, "If your god really exists, has she ever responded to your prayers and given you magic like this?
, health, strength, food...etc.?"
"No." Dashan hesitated, "But these things about us..."
Qian Chaoguang continued to explain with a smile: "I heard from A Fan that the one you awakened is called the martial spirit. Everyone is born with it, and it is not a reward used by some god to reward you."
"As for the power in you, it is called soul power. The power that appears when you awaken is called innate soul power. This represents your talent in cultivation and has nothing to do with God."
"You have been able to cultivate to this point because of your own talent, your determination to protect your people, your daily hard training and life-and-death struggle. It has nothing to do with your so-called gods."
"If you still don't believe it, then think about it carefully. There are so many tribes on your continent, and each tribe's totems and gods are basically different. So why do you all have martial souls and the same soul power?"
The god Qian Chaoguang refers to is in a narrow sense.
It simply refers to the object of worship among the tribes on New Continent No. 1.
If we insist on pursuing Ben Shuoyuan, it is very likely that the martial soul in the Douluo people is really given by God.
And he is a true God.
However, the true gods of the Seraphim civilization gave it to everyone equally, and it was by no means a reward for bravery.
Finally, Qian Chaoguang added two more sentences: "I am the only true god in this world. In addition, there are several subordinate gods in my pantheon."
"Anyone else who claims to be a god, or is believed to be a god, is either false, or is just a creature that is powerful enough to a certain level."
"Da Shan, please remember that the true God does not need your souls and lives, nor does he need you to offer precious food as a sacrifice. For me, it is enough for you to have this intention."
After hearing this, Dashan fell silent.
He felt a little confused and overwhelmed.
In the previous decades, the knowledge taught to him by his father and elders seemed to have become useless, completely rejected by the god of light and immortality in front of him.
If all the previous knowledge about gods was wrong, would many people in their tribe have died in vain?
Looking at the silent mountain, Qian Chaoguang said calmly: "You prayed for me to resurrect your people, why are you silent now?"
"Great God of Light and Immortality, I feel very confused." Dashan answered truthfully.
"Why are you confused?" Qian Chaoguang asked.
Dashan followed the words and asked: "If you don't need our sacrifices, our souls and lives, then why do you still give us the power of magic, and even fulfill our wishes yourself?"
Hearing this, Qian Chaoguang couldn't help but laugh again: "The believers have given their devout faith in me and think that I am the god who can protect them. Isn't this enough? Exchange of equal value, everyone gets what he needs, this
That’s normal.”
"You and your companions believed in me and prayed to me. I was able to fulfill your wishes, so I sent Afan to save you and gave you the power to use divine magic. Isn't this fair?"
"If you only know how to take and never give anything in return, this is a naked unilateral robbery. If this is the case, then I am no longer worthy of being this god. As long as you sincerely and devoutly believe in me, I will do my duty to protect you.
Responsibility."
"But... but..." Dashan opened his mouth, "I always feel that we should do something practical for you and the envoy of God."
"Ever since I was a child, my father has always taught me that if others are good to me, I must also be good to them."
"You saved my life and that of my people, and even personally talked to a small and humble mortal like me, and came to fulfill my prayers. I always feel... I always feel... I
It’s not good to do nothing.”
Look, what a simple man!
Qian Chaoguang couldn't help but smile again.
These days, I'm afraid only such an environment can produce such simple people.
"Okay, if you insist, how about you complete something for me?" Qian Chaoguang asked with a smile.
"Of course!"
It was only then that Dashan finally felt less guilty.
"Great God of Light and Immortality, what do you want me to do? Dashan will definitely try his best to complete it!"
Qian Chaoguang showed an intriguing expression: "On this continent where you live, countless humans are just like you, being hunted by soul beasts day and night, constantly losing their lives at the mouths of beasts, and becoming food rations."
"What I want you to do is very simple, go save them! Take my gift and glory to the entire continent, and unite all the tribes on the entire continent! Fight the invasion of the soul beasts together, and create a safe place for mankind.
area!"
"What? You want me to unite all the tribes on the continent and believe in you?" Dashan was shocked, "I...I am so weak, is it really possible for me to do this?"
Qian Chaoguang smiled and said: "Since I have spoken, it must be possible. At that time, I will send the three true gods, the God of War, the God of Holy Light, and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, to lead the heroic spirit army to the lower world. In this way, you still
Think it’s impossible?”
"Although your faith is on the wrong track, with me, believers who are devout enough can indeed become heroes in the Kingdom of God after death and enjoy eternal life and bliss. If you can make enough contributions, you will also
It’s not a bad idea to become one of the heroic spirits, or even one of the gods.”
"Three gods are in the lower realm! There is also a legion of heroic spirits! I also have a chance to become a heroic spirit!?"
Dashan couldn't help but exclaimed, and crazily kowtowed to Qian Chaoguang in his heart.
"Da Shan assures you that I will cooperate well with the three gods and many heroic spirits, so that all tribes will become your most devout believers!"
"Well, keep going."
With that said, Qian Chaoguang waved his hand, and the faith connection was immediately severed, and Dashan was also ejected from that mysterious and mysterious state.
Seeing him open his eyes, the other natives immediately focused their attention on him.
Dashan looked around and showed a bright smile.
"It's done! It's done! The God of Light and Immortality not only promised to help us resurrect our tribe, but also sent several gods and heroic spirits down to help us!"
"great!"
"Thank you, Lord God!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...My brother is saved! He is saved..."
"May the God of light and immortality exist forever and bless me!"
"..."
The faces of many indigenous people suddenly burst into tears of joy. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed, praising the mercy of the God of Light and Immortality.
Afan received the notice from Qian Chaoguang and used wind elements to collect all the corpses and souls of the dead natives.
Not only the godhead of the God of Light can give birth to divine magic, but also the godhead of the Immortal God.
To be precise, the Great Resurrection, a magical spell that sounds particularly "bright" just by the name, mainly relies on several authorities in the immortal godhead to take effect, and the bright godhead is the auxiliary.
With the help of divine magic, it is not difficult to completely converge the soul.
In just a few seconds, Afan had already collected more than twenty complete corpses and two broken corpses.
Before the mountains and other natives could thank Afan, a glorious gate to heaven quietly formed in the sky.
The door opened, and strong and bright holy light shone out from inside.
Behind that gate, it seems to be the Hall of Valor where warriors will go after dying in battle in tribal legends. It is also the residence of the gods.
Suddenly, golden stairs descended from the air and slowly extended to the ground.
Rows of golden skeletons wearing black soul armor lined up in a neat line, slowly walking down the golden stairs and standing next to A Fan.
There are four hundred!
At this moment, the natives felt a little excited and a little scared.
Along with the neat rumbling sound of stepping on the ground, the golden skeletons' blue eyes continued to transmit powerful pressure outwards.
It was caused by the fluctuations in the soul, which was enough to make these low-cultivation natives unable to help but tremble physically.
Da Shan knelt down blankly, looking at the golden skeletons in front of him in disbelief.
Looking at these "heroic spirits" covered in black "hard clothes", Dashan only felt his scalp numb.
Is this the heroic spirit that the God of Light and Immortality told him just now?
Any one of them seems to be as powerful as his father!
Are these all strong men who have absorbed the souls of nine ferocious beasts?
The Golden Skeleton is naturally not at the Titled Douluo level, and at most it can fluctuate between high-level Contra and peak Contra.
But compared to Douluo Continent, the titled Douluo on this continent are really too weak.
These soul masters who relied on the power of their martial souls to become titled Douluo by luck did not even possess soul cores.
There is no one who can cultivate to the level of Super Douluo. There has never been one.
If a fight really breaks out, Dashan's father may not be able to beat him. He has no pain, long battery life, and can pull out countless golden skeletons of his younger brothers anytime and anywhere.
That's not all that's shocking.
Behind the four hundred golden skeletons, followed were a hundred iron zombies also wearing soul armor, and a hundred wailing banshees wearing soul armor.
The soul pressure erupting from every one of them is enough to make these natives unable to lift their heads.
It was Afan who used his own strength to resolve the problem so that they could stay there in a normal manner.
The mountains have become sluggish.
He knelt there blankly, unable to say a word.
This is the army of the God of Light and Immortality!
The strong men who came out of the God Realm!
Dashan even believed that any of these zombies and the wailing banshee could be comparable to the most powerful hundred thousand year old beast in the legend - of course this is impossible, it is just Dashan's wishful thinking.
Soon, six hundred high-level undead creatures had gathered in the forest, but the glorious door to heaven had not yet closed.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Within the huge door, three figures with a distinguished aura slowly walked out.
There is no terrifying aura about them, nor is there a pressure that can crush others, but they have a sense of sanctity that is very different from others.
When people see it, they have the urge to worship.
The man in the center has an old face, is wearing a gray magician's robe, and is holding a giant staff that is at least two meters high. His eyes are filled with vicissitudes of life and wisdom.
The man on the left is tall, has a resolute and handsome face, and is not angry or powerful.
He was wearing a simple set of pale gold armor, and his sharp eyes were scanning downwards. No one dared to look at him wherever he looked.
The person on the right looks younger, about 20 to 30 years old, and is wearing a black outfit with gold patterns.
He was smiling, and his body seemed to carry an energy that was more explosive than flames. He was much smaller than the mountains, and he was full of energy.
The natives had never seen such a formation before, and they were completely stunned, watching all this blankly.
A Fan hurriedly sent a message from the side: "What are you doing standing there? Why don't you quickly kowtow to the three true gods? From left to right, they are the God of Holy Light, the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, and the God of War."
Only then did the natives react, and immediately shouted the names of the three true gods, repeating the words A Fan had taught them before.
But this time, in addition to the God of Light and Immortality, there are three other "gods".
Their eyes sparkled with fanatical belief, without any worries.
Who can do all this except the real God?
Through the faith channel built by Qian Chaoguang, Yin Lex, Holy Monarch, and Mo Xuan can clearly see it.
A large amount of the power of faith was born in these indigenous people.
Except for part of the power of faith that was transferred to Qian Chaoguang along the faith connection, most of the rest remained in their bodies.
But before the divine fire is ignited, these powers of faith are almost useless.
Only the Holy Monarch, who almost completed the casting of the Godhead back then, could play some role by relying on the crystallization of faith that was very similar to the Godhead.
Yin Lex and Mo Xuan can only watch and can't do anything at the moment.
If nothing unexpected happens, through the accumulation of the past, the Holy Monarch will be the first to ignite the divine fire.
[I feel like my life has been so satisfying recently, so I read Seal of the Gods 2. When I saw undead creatures with light power appearing in the back, and these creatures became the current bosses, I felt a chill in my heart. I'm afraid this has already happened.
It’s not a matter of Long Haochen’s reputation collapsing soon. I’m afraid that if it weren’t for Yin Lex, he would also be in trouble... Please do something to help him and don’t drag Yin Lex out to stir up trouble.]