However, it uses a sense of ritual similar to religious style to make psychological suggestion and influence. The consciousness of family blood is connected and the consciousness of sacred and glorious ancestors has been integrated into the bloodline through such rituals from generation to generation.

Even if there is a master in charge, it can even mobilize the powerful wishes produced by thousands of people when worshiping ancestors, and produce various miracles.

A little bit of misty white air followed his thoughts and was soaked by Tang Changsheng and sent into the Yuanyang magic lamp.

The Yuanyang Divine Lantern suddenly shone brightly, and the brilliance emitted was many times brighter than lighting incense oil. It shone into the sea of ​​consciousness in an instant, making Tang Changsheng's sea of ​​consciousness become clear.

"As the Taoist book left by Zhenren Lu said, this Yuanyang magic lamp can not only use sesame oil as lamp oil... and even sesame oil is just the most suitable substitute..."

This incense and vow is the best lamp oil!

That's right, the white energy generated during the ancestor worship is actually the power of wishes.

Tang Changsheng smiled slightly, and the light shone into the sea of ​​consciousness, immediately illuminating the scene that Tang Shengcun thought of.

It was a statue of a god with an ugly face, but she was wearing iron armor, sun and moon on her shoulders, and a long whip in her hand.

Then, Tang Changsheng's heart shone outside, and his eyes opened in an instant.

Deep in the pupils, there was a little light as big as a needle, expanding continuously, and I could see clearly that it was exactly what this god general looked like.

Then, the statue of god jumped out from the depths of Tang Changsheng's pupils and threw itself into the Yuanyang divine lamp. The lights shone out like projections, shooting towards the clouds outside the hall.

“Wow…”

The noisy sound kept ringing from the originally solemn crowd.

Today, in addition to thousands of children of the three families, there are hundreds of guests who are watching the ceremony from all walks of life. There are also people from Xiajiang local citizens watching... It can be said that it is crowded with people, like a festival.

Seeing the three families saluting solemnly, thousands of people wearing sacrificial robes, and their uniform movements were filled with solemnity, full of this unspeakable depression.

This atmosphere even has a great infectious power, which makes the tens of thousands of onlookers around them completely quiet and without any noise.

However, at this time, several voices broke the atmosphere created by this sense of ritual.

Several reporters carrying cameras desperately headed towards the Chenghuang Temple where the sacrifice was being held.

"We are journalists, who dares to stop us?"

"Where is our colleague Lanni? She walked into this City God Temple for the sake of reporting, but she has not come out yet..."

"Give our colleagues back..."

"You illegally detain..."

These reporters have signs hanging on them, and they are famous news media in the world.

At this moment, in full view of everyone, he shouted loudly, trying to collide with the sacrificial teams.

For a moment, the crowd started to stir. More reporters were sensational, and the long spears and short cannons were aimed at this scene.

The police and bodyguards who maintained order were all stunned at once. Under the eyes of so many people and so many cameras, they didn't know how to move for a while.

Deng Ruiming's face turned pale, and the elders who were hosting the three families were extremely hard to see for a moment.

Such a scene has caused a loss of all the faces of the three families. In comparison, the troubles that followed are not a big deal.

It was just as if these people were about to be rushed into the ranks of ancestor worship.

At this time, Ling Zheng, who was watching the ceremony, had an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth. He patted the shoulder of the person beside him and said, "It's time, it's time for you to take action!"

The man's face, which should have been quite majestic, showed a hint of excitement. He took out the walkie-talkie and said, "Do it..."

Several policemen immediately received the order, their faces sternly and they felt a little evil.

There were so many people and eyes that they were afraid of being afraid of the rats. This made the fierce reporters come over.

It was just because the police and bodyguards did not receive the order and were confused and didn't know what to do!

Now that someone has given an order, these policemen do not hesitate and step forward, they will have to stop a few reporters who are causing trouble.

But at this moment, suddenly, a ray of light rushed out of the City God Temple, illuminating the clouds like a searchlight, but then emitting down, covering the entire City God Temple.

For a moment, in this flowing light, the entire City God Temple seemed sacred and majestic.

Then, a golden armored god general stepped out in one step, standing proudly under the clouds, between the heaven and earth above the City God Temple. I am afraid there is more than ten feet high and low, and the divine light shines with majestic spirit.

Just a show of appearance, everyone was upset: "Look, what is this..."

"God, is this holographic projection technology?"

"Idiot, this is clearly a holy trace. Do you understand the holy trace?"

"These damn pagans, devils who believe in the undead of ancestors..."

Many reporters from all over the world were screaming, and even more enthusiastically used the camera to take photos.

However, the god general seemed to hear something, and suddenly turned his head and looked over. His eyes were like lightning, with a huge pressure that would not be able to stand up even if they could not stand!

Everyone was so scared that they almost urinated...

On the other side, the Xiajiang people, who had a larger number of people, cheered: "The God is obviously spiritual, the God is obviously spiritual..."

Daxiang and the charming woman, hiding in the crowd, couldn't help but open their mouths wide and almost spit out from their throats: "How could a few words..." No matter how you hear it, it seems like you are moaning!

They were all stunned, and their shock was even far more than those ordinary people who knew nothing.

How is that possible?

What era has this been? The spiritual energy dissipated and the Dharma-Ending Age.

Haven't you heard of a large-scale holy trace in the past many years?

Could it be that Tang Changsheng, who has practiced the Nine-Star Heavenly Heart Method, is so powerful?

Both of them knew that the hidden traces of ghosts and gods below the City God Temple should have fallen into the deepest sleep and may fall at any time.

A **** of this size cannot be awakened no matter how hard it is. Even if it is awakened, it will definitely not be able to show such a powerful holy trace.

Then there is only one possibility, that is, Tang Changsheng, who is hosting **** behind the scenes, is really amazing! This holy trace was triggered by him...

"Impossible... At least, at least you have to build a spiritual platform. Only when the sky is always bright can you do it..." Daxiang murmured to himself, feeling that his three views are broken.
Chapter completed!