Priest Anhe saw that Song Zheng was a little absent-minded, and his heart could not help but be filled with anticipation, but he did not dare to disturb him. Song Zheng raised the Yang God high and shined it down, but the statue was just a statue, without any aura of the god.

He turned to Anhe Sacrifice and asked, "May I ask about the name of the god?"

Priest Anhe solemnly said: "My god is the supreme god of light in the world!"

Song Zheng nodded secretly: It is indeed Him. No matter what the doctrine is, among all the heavens and worlds, the name of God is the only one that cannot be changed. Otherwise, the faith collected cannot be directed towards oneself.

Song Zheng asked again: "What miracle does the God of Light have?"

Priest An He immediately started preaching eloquently. As soon as Song Zheng heard the beginning, he solemnly asked: "Mo Yi shoots the sun?" Priest An He said: "That's right, Mo Yi is one of the twelve demon lords in the sky, possessing the power of destruction.

The power of one realm.

His invasion of our world was stopped by our God, so he harbored a grudge against our God, manifested himself between our world and the earth with his special magical power, and bent his magic bow to shoot at the sun.

Because the Great Sun is the manifestation of our God in this world, and our God suffered heavy losses, that’s why the Great Sun in the sky becomes what it is now.

But our God will never abandon his believers. He is still insisting, but he has temporarily fallen into deep sleep. He has passed down the Taoism. As long as you practice seriously, you will definitely be able to achieve something.

When our god wakes up from his deep sleep, all believers who practice our god's inheritance will be completely transformed into pure people. Then, under the leadership of our god, our entire world will be resurrected!"

The myths of different worlds are very different. There are also myths and legends about shooting the sun in the Hongwu world, and everyone is familiar with the "Hou Yi shooting the sun".

In that myth and legend, the descendant was a great hero who saved the world. Here, he became one of the twelve demon lords of the week, and seemed to be the leader of the evil forces.

Song Zheng thought for a while and asked: "What kind of inheritance has been passed down by the venerable god?"

Priest Anhe thought for a while and felt that the saint himself was too powerful and there seemed no need to seek to seize his inheritance, so he took out an ancient stone slab with densely carved words on it: "Please take a look, sir."

Song Zheng didn't need to take it. He glanced at it and saw that Yang Shen had already imprinted this inheritance. It was indeed a method for cultivating divine power in the Hundred-Armed Demon Realm.

It's just that in the Hundred-Armed Demon Realm, because each of the divine disciples has been given divine power, it is very easy to practice. As long as you ensure your faith and piety, you can continue to improve.

But here, the power of the gods is "cut off". Without the divine power, the God of Light's practice method is to open the eyebrows and vertical eyes, so as to absorb the "power of the underworld" between heaven and earth.

", the speed is extremely slow.

But Song Zheng suddenly noticed a term used in this inheritance: the power of the underworld.

Could it be referring to the power of the Styx floating between heaven and earth? He was filled with doubts. It was said that the power of gods was incompatible with the Styx, which was the power of the underworld.

He pondered for a while and then said to Priest Anhe: "Can you let me observe your practice? This request is unreasonable, but please believe that this is very important to me and everyone here."

Priest An and He hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "Okay."

This is a ruined world, and everyone knows what a powerful saint means, so everyone has a high tolerance for Song Zheng.

Priest Anhe sat cross-legged under the statue, and after a while he entered a state of cultivation. An invisible vortex slowly formed between his eyebrows, and free power slowly gathered around him.

From the time he started preparing to actually starting to practice, the whole process took a stick of incense.

Priest Anhe was surrounded by four divine warriors of the God of Light, who were accomplished practitioners among the believers. They all showed admiration and whispered to each other: "The priest is really powerful. He can gather energy in such a short period of time."

Vortex, open your heavenly eye and practice."

"Indeed, within a radius of thousands of miles, the priest can also be ranked among the top followers of my god."

Song Zheng glanced at them quietly and roughly understood the level of cultivation in this world. It took Priest An and a whole stick of incense to start practicing - in the Hongwu world, they had just started practicing.

The time it takes for a monk to enter tranquility.

Cultivation all starts with meditation. If a new disciple spends a stick of incense to enter meditation for the first time, I am afraid that he will not be taken seriously in the sect, because this kind of qualification is too ordinary.

But in the new world of destruction, not only do they have to do this every time they practice, but the speed is still "strong".

He focused his attention on the powers attracted by the priests of Earth and Peace. Among the power of heaven and earth, the power of the fire spirit was the largest, and the extremely subtle power of the Styx was hidden within it.

But the final result was that the huge energy of heaven and earth was directly filtered out by Priest Anhe, leaving behind just the weakest power of the Styx!

"As expected." After he secretly frowned and confirmed his guess, he became even more confused about the god's intention.

He said softly: "Thank you, Priest Anhe." It did not affect Priest Anhe's practice, and made him stop slowly and open his eyes.

He did not express his position further, but said to the other two priests: "Can you take me to visit their altars?"

The other two priests were a little disappointed because Song Zheng took the lead in choosing Priest Anhe. Now that they heard Song Zheng's question, they suddenly became energetic and nodded quickly: "Of course there is no problem. Sir, please come with us."

The three altars of the three gods in this village basically "equally divide" the entire population. It is obviously the result of mutual compromise. Only in this way can they coexist.

On the way, Priest Marti introduced him: "Sir, my God is in charge of all the misfortunes in the world. As long as you believe in my God, He will bring all disasters to your enemies. If you believe in my God, you can often win without fighting."

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Priest Marty's altar is much taller than Priest An and Priest's, and judging from the number of divine warriors, the God of Doom is more powerful than the God of Light in this small village.

Song Zheng couldn't help feeling a little emotional. In the world of the Hundred-Armed Demon, the God of Light was the dominant family, but here he was just a "not popular" little god.

Think about it, His biggest "representative" in this world, the sun, is about to be shot to death, so there must be very few people who are still willing to trust Him.

On the altar is a majestic statue of a god, holding a scepter burning with black fire in one hand. Under his feet is a river of disaster.

Priest Marti showed more enthusiasm than An and the priest, and asked: "Sir, would you like to observe our inheritance?"

"Thank you." Song Zheng said. Priest Marty also took out a stone slab with densely written words. Song Zheng Yang God scanned it, and his heart moved slightly: Compared to the God of Light, this set of inheritance is obviously more suitable for this world.

Priest Marti also sat cross-legged under his statue and practiced some practice.

The inheritance of the God of Doom requires building a meridian in the body into the "river of disaster" at the feet of our god, and then relying on this river of disaster to integrate the power of "misfortune" from the outside world. A meridian,

It is much faster than the absorption speed of a Sky Eye.

But Priest Marti, like Priest Anhe, also needs about one stick of incense to enter the state of cultivation. This seems to be a common problem among all cultivators in this world.

Then, he went to the altar of the third Priest Asha. Priest Asha believed in the God of Joy, and their strength was similar to that of the God of Light - in such a world, there was not much joy.

The inheritance of the God of Joy lies in the "eyes", which need to discover and capture all the "sources of happiness" in the world. Song Zheng observed the practice of Priest Asha, and his level was similar to that of Priest Anhe. The so-called "source of happiness"

"It is also the power of the Styx.

Song Zheng was even more puzzled: Is it because there is something wrong with the inheritance passed down by these three gods, they only compete for the power of the Styx and ignore the huge energy of heaven and earth, so they are reduced to such a miserable situation now, or is it

Are you saying that this is the case for all the inheritance of gods in this world?

He asked cautiously: "If the three gods' exercises are practiced carefully, can they really get rid of all the 'dirty' on the body and become a pure person?"

He also observed secretly that not only did these so-called "dirty people" grow some inexplicable organs, but many of them also suffered from various diseases.

There are some infectious diseases that should still be very dangerous.

The three priests immediately nodded together without hesitation: "There is absolutely no problem. We did not succeed, maybe because we are not pious enough, and more likely because we have poor qualifications and do not practice hard enough."

Song Zheng nodded, but understood in his heart: With this rotten inheritance, do you still want to succeed in cultivation?

He thought for a moment and said, "Can you prepare a clean room for me? I want to take a rest."

"Absolutely no problem."

So Song Zheng got a newly built shack - compared to other shacks, this place was indeed much "cleaner". However, this was probably the simplest "room" Song Zheng had ever lived in.

After he entered, he waved his hand, and a spiritual light fell down to isolate the inside and outside. He sat cross-legged, contacted Zhou Sheng, and began to analyze it seriously.

Two hours later, he invited the three priests in and asked, "How much do the three priests know about the Devouring Land?"

There was doubt in the eyes of the three priests. Didn't the saint encounter that monster? If so, this "saint" might not be worthy of his name.

Song Zheng understood what he meant at a glance and quickly explained: "I escaped from the monster's power and witnessed it swallowing everything, but I only saw a terrifying darkness underground, and I could never see its true face clearly.

,I would like to know……"
Chapter completed!