Yuan Ming frowned, quickly selected believers again, and started looking elsewhere.
After struggling for most of the night, until Yuan Ming's consciousness was exhausted and he was a little tired, he checked more than a dozen dungeons but could not find any trace of Xu Che.
Xu Che seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Yuan Ming put away the Heaven Stealing Cauldron and rubbed his sore eyebrows. He almost confirmed in his heart that there must be something wrong with Xu Che.
According to his intense search, it would be impossible to find the other party unless the other party died.
However, Xu Che acted very cautiously, and most of his activities were only within the city, so the possibility of his accidental death was not high.
The key is that there is something wrong with Yuanli now, and Xu Che suddenly cannot be contacted. This is definitely not a coincidence.
The believer's willpower is very important to his soul cultivation, so it cannot be underestimated. After Yuan Ming's expression changed for a while, he immediately stood up and left Linyuan City without any hesitation.
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Half a month later.
At dusk, at the gate of Wusu City, an underground city five hundred miles away from Wuyun City, a tall figure wearing a bamboo hat walked through the dilapidated and low city gate and entered the city.
The small border town located in the desert is not prosperous at all. There are few brick houses in the city, and most of them are low houses built with irregular stones.
The windows of the houses are extremely small, and they look like towers and bunkers at random heights.
There are few shops on the street, and there are no open-air vendors. Even the passers-by have their heads wrapped in gauze and walk in a hurry.
No other reason, just because the black wind is raging right now, the city is blowing sand everywhere, and the air is filled with a dry earthy smell.
Yuan Ming held on to the bamboo hat on his head and walked slowly along the street, following the location he discovered during his inspection the day before yesterday.
Not long after, he came to the door of a small courtyard on the back street.
At the same time as Yuan Ming knocked on the door, a ray of thought was also transmitted into the courtyard.
Immediately afterwards, he heard the sound of something being knocked over, followed by a series of rapid footsteps.
There was a "squeak" sound.
The khaki wooden door of the small courtyard was pulled open, and a rough cheek full of stubble was revealed. His wrinkles and the scars on his face were wrinkled together, forming an expression of fear and suspicion.
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"Hu Ji, how are you doing lately?" Seeing this, Yuan Ming took off the bamboo hat on his head and revealed his face.
The wrinkles on the rough-faced middle-aged man's face instantly softened, and his expression of surprise disappeared, leaving only fear and joy. He quickly turned over and knelt on the ground.
"Lord God..."
Hu Ji immediately shouted loudly, crawled to Yuan Ming's feet, hugged his boots and kissed them.
"What are you doing?" Yuan Ming was startled and quickly retracted his feet.
At this time, he saw a thin woman coming out of the bunker-like room behind her. She was Hu Ji's wife. Her cheekbones were red. She was straightening her somewhat messy clothes and walking quickly towards this side.
come over.
The woman looked a little frail, but obviously no longer ill. She shouted "Lord God" just like Hu Ji, rushed to Yuan Ming's feet, knelt down and kissed his boots.
Yuan Ming couldn't bear it anymore, so he quickly called them to get up and walked into the courtyard.
The two people followed Yuan Ming, looking nervous and uneasy, with obvious joy and fear in their eyes.
Yuan Ming saw this, but he was full of doubts in his heart. He had never instructed Xu Che to act like this, never asked him to let his followers perform such a great gift to him, and Xu Che himself had never mentioned it.
But I don't know why it became like this.
Yuan Ming sat down on the stone bench in the yard, looked at the two of them and asked, "Have any strange things happened around you recently, or have you met any strange people?"
When Hu Ji heard this, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. He looked at each other and shook their heads at the same time.
"Since I moved to Wusu City, I have been busy preaching. I occasionally use the money and food sent by the gods to give alms, and I have not encountered any strange things." Hu Ji thought that Yuan Ming was testing his preaching performance.
He quickly explained.
"God's envoy?" Yuan Ming asked doubtfully.
"It's Mr. Xu Che. He said that ordinary people are the ones who have no profit and cannot afford to live early. They need to attract Xu with benefits, and then use the deeds of Ming Yue God to influence them, teach them the rituals of Ming Yue God Sect, and let them see the religion.
If he performs a miracle, he will be able to achieve spiritual liberation, and then he can devoutly believe in the true God." Seeing Yuan Ming's expression of fear, Hu Ji said hurriedly and fearfully.
"When did he come here last?" Yuan Ming frowned and asked.
"About a month ago, the envoy of the gods sent money and a brand-new statue of the gods, and he has never been here again," Hu Ji said.
Only then did Yuan Ming remember that he was busy with cultivation and various affairs because he was relieved of his concerns. Indeed, he had not contacted Xu Che for a long time before.
At this moment, Yuan Ming suddenly heard a burst of chaotic footsteps coming from outside the yard, all the way to the outside of the yard.
Immediately, there was the sound of the wooden door being clicked.
Hu Ji glanced at the door, and was not in a hurry to open the door. Instead, he explained to Yuan Ming with some excitement: "They are all your believers. They come here to pray together. You want to send blessings to them."
Do you want to see the true form of the god?"
"You go and pick him up. I'll watch from the sidelines. Don't mention my existence." Yuan Ming said in a deep voice.
"Okay, okay... it's already a great gift to have them in the same place as you." Hu Ji quickly responded and turned around to open the door.
The wooden door opened, and a group of people walked in noisily. After a while, nearly a hundred people gathered, filling the already small courtyard.
The crowd was bustling and lively, and most of them came with their families, and the whole family believed in the god of the moon.
There were many pregnant women among them, and they all supported each other, appearing very harmonious and friendly.
Hu Ji was a little worried at first, but when he saw that no one seemed to be able to see Yuan Ming sitting on the stone bench in front of him, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "He is indeed a god," and said nothing more.
Everyone crowded in the courtyard was very excited, telling each other about the changes that had occurred since they believed in the "God of the Dark Moon", and the miracles they thought they had witnessed.
Some said that their health was getting better and better, some said that all their diseases had been cured, some said that they were no longer tired after driving for three days in the desert, some said that they could carry a large tank when fetching water, and some said that they could carry a large tank of water. He even said that his wife gave him two sons in one child...
The more Yuan Ming listened, the more he frowned. He believed that he had the power to protect himself, and to a certain extent, he could strengthen his body and ward off evil spirits. When could he bless and give birth to children?
When he heard about those so-called miracles, Yuan Ming felt even more ridiculous.
Some said they dreamed that a big python entered their body and then became pregnant. Some said they saw a golden snake in the desert, and some said they saw the phantom of the god of the moon while praying. …
What's more, even when he went out and encountered a wild wolf giving birth, he was connected to the miracle of the moon god.
"How did Xu Che teach this Tao, and what Tao did he teach?" Yuan Ming frowned and said nothing.
Hu Ji saw that Yuan Ming seemed displeased and thought that some believer had offended the gods by speaking nonsense, so he quickly stopped.
Everyone seemed to respect him as a little leader, and the courtyard quickly became quiet.
Hu Ji bowed to Yuan Ming, turned around and went into the house. After a while, he walked out with something covered by a red cloth and placed it respectfully on the stone table next to Yuan Ming.
Yuan Ming knew from the outline that it was his "Mingyue Statue".
Seeing the statue being moved out, the atmosphere in the courtyard became more solemn, and everyone knelt down on the ground.
Her wife also brought high trays from the house one after another, containing apples, pears and other fruit tributes, and offered them in front of the statue.
At this time, Hu Ji raised his head and glanced at the sky.
Seeing that a vague crescent moon appeared above his head, he opened his mouth and shouted to everyone: "The dark moon has appeared, start praying."
After saying that, he knelt down on the ground like everyone else.
Everyone was lying on their knees, muttering words, and began to pray sincerely.
Yuan Ming looked at their pious looks, and for a moment he felt a little more solemn.
As they prayed, Yuan Ming saw dots of fuzzy light begin to appear on these people's bodies, floating above their heads like thousands of fireflies, and then gathered towards the statue of the god on the table.
All the light spots were absorbed by the statue, and a trace of the willpower closely related to Yuan Ming suddenly condensed in it.
At the same time, in other parts of this small town, fireflies were also born, gathering towards this side.
Seeing this, Yuan Ming took out the Heaven Stealing Cauldron and used the Ming Yue Jue technique to try to channel the power of these wishes.
The next moment, a ray of white light shot straight up from the statue and headed straight towards the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron in Yuan Ming's hand.
Yuan Ming's pupils shrank and he immediately stopped the operation of his technique.
He clearly saw that the light was mixed with wisps of dark red light, which was not pure.
And as he stopped casting the spell, while the light returned to the statue, part of it also dispersed, like a wisp of gentle wind blowing through the crowd, which immediately made them feel relaxed and could not help but regard it as a miracle.
But Yuan Ming didn't care about it at all at this moment. He raised his hand and uncovered the red cloth covering the statue of Ming Yue, and looked at it carefully.
At first glance, he didn't notice anything unusual. There was no obvious difference in the style of the statue he gave to Xu Che before, and it was even more detailed and lifelike in its depiction.
But as he looked at it, Yuan Ming discovered that the statue had a black disc in its hand that was exquisitely carved.
The material of the disc looks like stone or jade, slightly translucent, with complex and strange patterns carved on it, and there is an obvious bloody crescent pattern in the middle.
The carving of this black disc is obviously of a higher level than the statue of the god. There is an obvious sense of disharmony when put together, making people feel that they are not the same type of objects at a glance.