Yang Muyun knew that Laxi was using this example to talk about "money", and he knew what happened next without even thinking about it. After all, this was the stage he was going through now.
Laxida didn't want to hear Yang Muyun's answer, because she knew the answer clearly.
"Believers no longer have to offer the fruits they have collected through thorny thorns and sacrificed their lives to the gods. They only need to kneel down and recite a few words. There is no need to travel across thousands of mountains and rivers to kill countless poisonous insects and beasts.
Instead of worshiping in front of the gods, you can pray anytime and anywhere. The gods don’t have to worry about a bunch of useless meat, fruits, and pottery. Everyone got what they wanted. As a result, religion prospered, civilization prospered, and there were many gods.
All nations vie for supremacy..."
Rashida described the glorious scene in a chanting tone, and then asked with a half-smile: "Everything is beautiful, right?"
Yang Muyun said nothing.
Because he already knows the answer.
In the past, when people offered sacrifices to gods, both parties were face-to-face and equal. Even if believers were willing to kneel down and kowtow to the gods, the gods would sit on the ground and accept the sacrifice, rather than sitting on the clouds.
It is only when believers worship gods that they elevate them, not because gods are born to be superior.
But after having faith, believers can no longer see gods. Gods neither sit on the ground nor on the clouds, but have reached a height that people cannot reach, let alone imagine.
Gods no longer respond to believers' requests, because believers' dedication is measured and calculated by faith. There is a clear price tag behind every wish. If the gods do not respond in return, it means that there is not enough faith.
If there are ten believers, a thousand believers, or even ten thousand believers who make the same wish at the same time, there is no need to even clearly mark the price, just line up one by one, and the one with the highest price will get it.
The power of faith, like money, complicates the original simple "one thing for another thing". After countless twists and turns, both parties to the exchange feel that they have benefited.
Rashida suddenly laughed, and after laughing several times, she said: "There have always been flaws in the system of belief, but the flaws were so small that no one noticed. Until one day..."
Amid another burst of laughter, Laxida told an ancient legend.
There were two prosperous and powerful countries, and they were followers of the same god. One day, irreconcilable conflicts occurred between the two countries, and they mobilized their people at the same time to prepare for war.
At this time, the kings of both sides offered all their wealth, land, products, and even blood sacrifices to pray to the gods to bless their countries with victory.
As a result, the god replied: You guys have a fight first, and whoever wins will listen.
This story is very simple, without any humor, and ordinary people may even feel bored after listening to it.
But Laxida kept laughing and slapping the ground, unable to stop at all.
Because it's really funny.
That god became the first god to die in the Age of Gods, and also became a negative example for all subsequent gods to draw lessons from.
All gods have added requirements such as mercy, kindness, justice, and peace to their teachings, and they are constantly patching and upgrading versions. Then some gods can't stand it or can't stand it, and go to the other extreme.
Rashida finally had enough laughter, gasped and sat up, then threw a stone upwards, waited for the stone to fall, and then threw it upward again.
After a few times, Yang Muyun remembered what Laxida had taught him before. (You can look back at Chapter 41: It’s all about deception)
"Ms. Rashida, I understand."
Rashida nodded and said earnestly: "Smart barbarians, there are many rules in this world that originate from the world and have existed since ancient times, such as the sky, the earth, the ocean, and water, fire, light and darkness. There are also many rules that are based on certain
Concepts created by God, such as money and faith."
Yang Muyun suddenly asked: "Ms. Laxida, what do you believe in?"
Rashida was stunned for a moment, then turned her head sadly.
"Barbarian, you don't need to care about my beliefs. You only need to remember one thing: the lower gods obey the rules, the middle gods use the rules, the upper gods control the rules, and the main god... needs to create the rules. Within the rules, you do
Every choice you make is blind obedience, but outside the rules, every step you take is the pinnacle!"
Rashida stood up and left, saying without looking back: "Since you have started to think about it, just think about your own path."
After Laxida left, Yang Muyun sat quietly for a long time.
The sound of spring is continuous and lasting, echoing in the underground caves.
However, Yang Muyun's five senses and six senses were like being enclosed in a small dark room, with no sense, ignorance, or thought of everything around him.
My mind was filled with confusion and confusion.
The experiences of my previous life flashed through my mind like a fleeting glimpse, and blended into the past ten years of my life like a montage.
Yang Muyun confirmed the experiences of the two lives with each other, and carefully thought about every thing, every sentence, and every truth he knew.
Even Yang Muyun read and thought about the formula "one plus one equals two".
A rustling sound sounded...
It's quicksand sliding down.
It's the sprouts emerging from the ground.
In the vast and empty spiritual world, thousands of dim power of faith are dim and bright, like stars in the night sky, and there are dozens of bright power of faith, like the bright moon in the sky.
These are the power of one's own faith, the power of ordinary faith and the power of fanatical faith.
Yang Muyun was overlooking all this, but unknowingly, Yang Muyun's perspective zoomed out and rose little by little.
Finally, Yang Muyun "saw" "himself".
Above the stars and the bright moon, there is a giant statue like a clay or wood sculpture. It is myself, but it is not myself, but it can only be myself...
With the rustling sound, the edges of the colossus peeled off like weathering, turning into countless dust flying and scattering, and the colossus also shrank in size.
Round and round, like peeling an onion, the Colossus keeps shrinking, shrinking, and shrinking again.
Finally, a bright light burst out from the giant statue.
Like a sharp blade piercing the night, more and more sharp blades appeared, and the colossus began to disintegrate, disappearing into ashes in the blink of an eye.
The original light burst out, illuminating the spiritual world in an instant, and overflowing into the spiritual world bit by bit...
A tiny light, smaller than the tip of a needle, bloomed in Yang Muyun's eyebrows. Although it was so small that it was almost non-existent, the light it emitted covered Yang Muyun's face and blurred Yang Muyun's figure.
After taking a look at his surroundings, Yang Muyun smiled helplessly.
"The driving force behind my becoming a god is to live forever, live for a hundred thousand years, and have a leisurely and joyful wave. It has never been to clarify the twists and turns, grudges, and grudges among the gods."
But we have already come this far. Let alone turning back, we can't even stop and take a rest.
Beliefs about oneself have collapsed, and new beliefs have not yet taken shape.
If you can't find the cornerstone to become a god, you will lose everything you have, and you may become an eternal laughing stock like the negative teaching material of the gods.
Yang Muyun seemed to be asking himself, but also seemed to be asking the world.