Bai Ziqi's lips curled up: "Then, how do mortals worship immortals?"
"There is a Wind God Temple at the foot of the mountain. Qianhuan Zhenren said that the Wind God is just a clone of him, and everyone is asked to go there to burn incense and worship, and he generates his own induction."
As long as the spiritual energy is sufficient, it is not difficult for the immortal to "response to requests".
But Bai Ziqi is a little interested in the "Wind God": "The Wind God is the belief of these fishermen?"
"The people of Yinzhu Island have lived in the storm circle all year round, and the one they fear the most is the God of Wind!" This natural power makes people worship, so the belief in the "God of Wind" came into being.
Bai Ziqi understood: "When did they start worshiping the God of Wind?"
"It is said that it has been from ancient times to the present, but there is no exact beginning."
"Huan Sect has 'appeared' many times in the Wind Temple, right?"
"Yes, in the past, the God of Wind would appear every two or three months, either blessing or punishing you!" Bai Shiqi said, "But the last time he appeared was a year ago. A serial murder case broke out on Yinzhu Island, and the deceased
They all lost their heads in their sleep. The murderer could not be caught in the local area, and the common people were worried. It was the God of Wind who showed his signs and directly found the murderer. The common people were filled with admiration and shouted for enlightenment."
Just giving rewards and favors will make others happy but not sensitive; giving both kindness and power can make people fear and respect you. The Fantasy Sect also deeply understands the essence of this.
Bai Ziqi frowned slightly: "Qianhuan Zhenren came to dominate the upside down sea more than 150 years ago. Regardless of whether there was a 'Wind God' at that time, it is now the shell of Qianhuan Zhenren."
If there was belief in the God of Wind here before the arrival of Qian Huan Zhenren, then this belief has already been occupied by Qian Huan Jiu.
The lifespan of human beings is very short. As long as they reproduce for a few generations, future generations will only recognize Qian Huan as the real wind god.
"Do they need to pay tribute for their labor income?"
"Yes. The civilians on the island must donate half of their income to the Wind Temple. If there is any leakage, the consequences will be disastrous."
Bai Ziqi nodded: "Sure enough, this is still the way."
In the upside-down sea, Qian Huan and the Huan Sect disciples still enjoy the worship of common people.
"But most of the islanders are willing to give in, because the God of Wind will choose children with good bones and bones to take them to the fairy mountain and teach them the art of immortality!"
Bai Ziqi hummed.
Becoming an immortal is a lifelong dream for many people. If we can give future generations a chance to practice and become immortals, ordinary people can endure any hardships.
"In addition, the God of Wind will protect them from the evil spirits from the Upside Down Lake, also called Yaksha!"
"The Yaksha of the Upside Down Lake?" became more and more exciting, "Is there another Upside Down Lake here?"
"Yes, it is in the southeast corner of Yinzhu Island. The two boatmen said that the upside down lake is the legendary 'ghost world', and the entrance is on Yinzhu Island. Normally, the God of Wind will use his supreme magic power to separate the human world and the ghost world.
The two worlds were separated to protect Yinzhu Island from Yaksha; but in the past few days when the storm wall disappeared, the isolation between the two worlds was also opened, and Yaksha would rush into Yinzhu Island, eating and harming people." Bai Qiqi
After a pause, he said, "These boat people were so nervous when they saw us before. They thought we were Yakshas from the Tilting Lake."
"Didn't you say that the Upside Down Lake is on Yinzhu Island?"
"The boat people have always believed that it has an underwater secret passage connecting it to the open sea." Bai Qiqi added, "The Yaksha suddenly launched a large-scale attack and killed Yinzhu Island into a river of blood. Entire villages, towns, and even small town residents were eaten by the Yaksha
They were all wiped out. This kind of thing has happened many times in the past, and every time, the people of Yinzhu Island had to pay a heavy price to repel the Yaksha attacks."
Bai Ziqi was a little curious: "Why was the 'Wind God' unable to protect civilians when the storm wall disappeared? What's the reason?"
"The power of the Wind God comes from the storm wall. During these ten days, the storm wall temporarily disappears, and the Wind God naturally becomes weak."
"Okay, okay." Bai Ziqi nodded, "That's reasonable."
People who believe in the God of Wind will probably think there is nothing wrong with the logic.
Unless they, like Bai Ziqi, know that the appearance and disappearance of the storm wall has nothing to do with Qianhuan Zhenren.
Bai Qiqi only asked so much, and the boat people knew only a limited amount.
Bai Ziqi asked him again: "Have you put the things that should be put away?"
"Put it away!"
Bai Ziqi walked back to the sand table and saw a small dot moving on the sand table. It was the fishing boat that had just left.
The two fishermen received a large ingot of silver, which was worth several days' worth of fishing, so they simply stopped fishing and rowed home directly.
Bai Shiyi watched from the side and couldn't help but ask: "Master Du Shi, do you think... the other party knows that we are coming?"
Before Bai Ziqi could reply, the man controlling the kite suddenly made an "ah" sound and covered his eyes.
"how?"
"I controlled the kite to fly lower, and a cold light flew from the mountain, and then..." The man put down his hand, and his left eye was bloodshot.
He and the kite share the same vision and feelings. When the kite is attacked, he will also feel the pain.
"Which mountain?"
"Stone, Stone Dragon Peak!"
That is the highest peak of Yinzhu Island, the residence of Qianhuan Zhenren?
Bai Ziqi looked at Bai Shiyi: "The other party not only discovered us, but also observed us."
Otherwise, there are many birds on Yinzhu Island. Why did the people on Shilong Peak only kill this kite? "They knew that this kite flew out of my boat. In other words, they might have known about it as soon as we entered the storm circle."
"
This is also reasonable. Immortals have their own methods. How can they not know when their territory is being invaded?
Bai Qiqi asked for instructions: "Are we... now?"
"Wait!" Bai Ziqi sat down, "Don't be impatient for a moment."
While talking, he thought of He Xiao.
Where is this guy?
Although sailing on the sea is full of variables, Bai Ziqi had a hunch that He Xiao would probably be able to catch this grand event as scheduled.
There was no reason, he just knew it.
So, where is He Xiao digging a hole for him to jump into?
More than half an hour later, the small spot shown on the sand table docked at Yinzhu Island, and then went ashore.
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The two boatmen got a windfall and had no intention of fishing, so they rowed back directly.
They do not live on the main island of Yinzhu, but on another small island three miles away.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But as soon as the fishing boat docked, there were people waiting on the shore:
Three men in white clothes, wearing wide robes, big sleeves and high buns, with cold faces.
They said unceremoniously: "You two, come down."
The two of them were startled and full of fear.
"hurry up!"
The legs of the two boat people were weak. As soon as they landed, they knelt down on the sand and said, "Master Immortal, we didn't do anything bad!"
"Just now, who is Hai Hai?"
"They, they were passing merchants. When the storm lifted, they came in and asked us about the situation."
"What's going on?"
The two of them recounted the entire conversation they had just had, not daring to miss even a single word.
After hearing this, the three of them sneered: "How dare you talk nonsense about the fairy mountain? You are so greedy for money!"
As the boat people were begging for mercy, a person on the opposite side raised his hand, and a cold light flew out from his sleeve, hitting one of the boat people across the face.
Another boatman was shocked, turned around and ran away.
But before he could get up, the cold light came out again and passed through his back.
The Huanzong disciples then stretched out their hands and checked them:
"There is no tracking magic power."
"Who is the other party?"
"Anyway, the person who came here is not good. Let's go back and report to Master." The man grabbed a silver leaf and was about to throw it on the ground, but his fellow disciple said, "How long has it been since the supply of spiritual energy has been cut off? You still want to fly back? Why don't you use it sparingly?
To be continued...