"Simple...simple?!" Qin Xiaoya's chin almost fell to the ground. This new high priest is really a little out of the ordinary and has no consciousness at all.
"Vice General Qin, after talking so much, you still haven't told me what spiritual consciousness is?" Ling Luo brought the topic back to the point again.
Qin Xiaoya quickly calmed down and replied: "The so-called spiritual consciousness is the ability to be favored by the gods in the sky. The higher the spiritual consciousness, the easier it is to communicate with the gods in the sky and gain their favor. This is an innate ability.
The talent comes with it.”
Ling Luo was still a little confused and asked: "What Vice General Qin means is that I have been favored by the gods in the sky?"
"Yes!" Qin Xiaoya was absolutely sure, "You are the spokesperson of the gods in the sky, conveying their will to the human world, allowing them to bathe in the grace of the gods."
A helpless smile appeared on Ling Luo's face.
If the gods in the sky really cared about her, how could they let evil people like Chu Ye and Ling Ying go?
If the gods in the sky really chose themselves as their spokesperson, how could they let themselves suffer the pain of burning in the temple and fall into the abyss of eternal destruction?
Kind people struggle in pain and practice from the beginning; evil people are free and happy in the fairy world.
There is no real God in this world!
Ling Luo's beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, the dangerous luster flashed away, and her eyes fell on the prostrate people.
madness!
This is the most intuitive feeling in her heart.
Placing all your hopes on an unfounded god is simply a sign of cowardice!
If you are weak in your heart, you will pray to the blind God.
Instead of doing this, it is better to keep your eyes open and be your own god!
This country in Dongchen is really rotten.
He used imaginary gods to exercise spiritual rule over his own people, thereby consolidating his royal power.
Ling Luo slowly retracted his five fingers, cutting off the resonance between the Extreme Fire Essence and Cang Yu's Eyes. In the Bingyao Temple, the red stream of light disappeared instantly.
On the clear and transparent ice, the beautiful and gorgeous Manzhushahua gradually faded away.
Thousands of people who were lying on their backs raised their heads in surprise, their tearful faces full of remembrance and satisfaction.
A trace of anger suddenly filled Ling Luo's heart. Her face was extremely serious, and her brows were full of heroic spirit. She said loudly: "Is this just enough to satisfy you?"
Thousands of people heard the high priest's question and cast doubtful eyes on him.
They are very content.
"Seeing the souls of deceased relatives, and then being immersed in the emotion of remembrance and stagnating, is this what you are pursuing?"
Ling Luo's voice was ups and downs, with a sense of heroism, "Let me tell you, instead of remembering and worshiping me here, you might as well take steps, walk out of this temple where the soul is imprisoned, and live your own life!"
The dull eyes of the thousands of prostrate subjects changed faintly and began to glow.
"I have seen many of you, outside the Bingyao Temple, sleeping in the sky for many days in order to worship. You are like a walking zombie."
When activating Cang Yu's Eyes, Ling Luo saw many memories about this Ice Glory Temple and was deeply touched.
"What is this? Do you think God will save you if you are like this? Will he feed you, give you clothes, or resurrect your relatives?" Ling Luo's eyes turned cold, and the corners of his lips raised a sarcastic arc.