Lu Ming was certain that the statue was carved by the Celestials.
"Could it be that the gods Haizong mentioned are the Celestials?"
Lu Ming's heart moved.
This is very possible.
The Yan tribe was born on this continent.
As for the ruins of the universe, the rules and mysteries used to be chaotic, but in the past few dozen sidereal years, the rules and mysteries have become a little more orderly. Only in some places can some ethnic groups be born.
In other words, the history of the Yan clan is only a few dozen sidereal years at most.
For dozens of sidereal years, my practice started from scratch, and I slowly fumbled around, but I couldn't get any better at all.
It is estimated that the strongest person in the Yan clan is not very high in cultivation.
In this village, Lu Ming sensed that the person with the highest cultivation level was in the Void God Realm.
As for the Celestial Race, if they come to this continent, those with the lowest cultivation level will probably be at the ninth level of the God Emperor, or at the level of the God Lord. In the eyes of the people of the Yan Clan, they are really no different from gods.
It is normal for the masters of the Celestial Clan to be regarded as gods by the Yan Clan as long as they show some skills.
"Okay, the time has come, let's start praying!"
Under the statue, there was an old man. He said a respectful word to the statue, then knelt in front of the statue and bowed deeply.
Everyone else in the courtyard did the same, including Haizong, who bowed deeply and began to pray.
Of course Lu Ming didn't do this. How could he kneel down and worship the statue of the Celestials?
He stood there and watched silently.
The villagers here were all praying with all their hearts, so no one noticed that Lu Ming was still standing.
After a while, Lu Ming discovered a scene that surprised him.
He found that when these villagers began to pray, they seemed to have some kind of resonance with the statue. Lu Ming turned the forbidden power into his eyes and could clearly see that these villagers had a silk thread connected to the statue.
It seems that something is constantly gathering on the statue along this thread, and a hazy light appears on the statue.
"Is this... the legendary power of faith? The Celestial Race is collecting the power of faith?"
Lu Ming was shocked.
He had read in ancient books that in the early Tiangong era, there was a method of cultivation that was popular for a while.
That is the power of faith practice method.
Many strong people will collect believers everywhere and gather the power of faith.
There are many believers of powerful people all over the planets of life, even all over the Small Thousand Worlds.
However, the method of cultivating the power of faith has great disadvantages. It is fine in the early stage, but the further you practice to the later stage, the more difficult it is to control and it is easy to be backlashed.
After all, these powers of faith come from countless different creatures and contain different ideas.
When it reaches a certain level, it will be difficult for even the top experts to control it, and they will be affected, and even be counterattacked by the power of faith, ranging from serious injuries to death.
Therefore, over time, no one practices this method of cultivation anymore, and it is almost extinct.
Unexpectedly, I would see the Celestial Race gathering the power of faith here.
"What are the Celestials doing? Is it for cultivation or for other purposes?"
Lu Ming frowned and thought.
There was silence all around, and everyone was praying with all their hearts.
No, there is one person who does not pray wholeheartedly, and that is Haizong.
Lu Ming discovered that the thread between Haizong's body and the statue was very light, as if it was there or not, and seemed to disappear at any time.
"Haizong, this guy, claims to believe in gods, but in fact, he probably doesn't think so in his heart..."
Lu Ming smiled slightly.
The silk thread is very light, indicating that Haizong is not wholehearted at all, but is just acting here.
Lu Ming watched quietly. It took three hours before the prayer ended.
Under the statue, the old man, who was the village chief, was the first to end his prayers. He opened his eyes and stood up, raising his arms to announce the end of the prayers.
Then, he saw Lu Ming standing there upright, closing his eyes and concentrating.
In fact, Lu Ming was secretly absorbing the black mist, and he didn't want to waste time.
"You...you actually dare not to pray, how bold!"
The village chief pointed at Lu Ming and roared.
This loud roar woke everyone up and looked at Lu Ming.
"What, this person didn't pray? How audacious!"
"This is blasphemy against the gods and must be punished!"
"I suggest you be burned on the stake and burned alive!"
Many villagers roared.
Lu Ming actually dared to disrespect the gods and blaspheme the gods. They were afraid that the gods would be angry, not protect them, or even punish them, so they vented their raging anger on Lu Ming.
"Come here, drag this man out and burn him to death!"
The village chief yelled.
Immediately, several big men stepped forward to capture Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold.
The strongest person in this village is Caixu Shenjing, and he also wants to kill him.
Even if he didn't do it himself, the God Emperor's Nine Balls could destroy the village with one move.
"Wait a minute, village chief, wait a minute!"
At this time, Haizong shouted and quickly stood in front of Lu Ming.
"Haizong, do you want to protect him?"
The village chief said coldly.
"Village Chief, Tianyun is not from our village!"
Haizong explained.
"I know he is not from our village, but even if he is not from our village, as long as he enters our village, he must pray. This is a rule set by the gods."
The village chief said coldly.
"Village chief, Tianyun's hometown is very remote. It has not been shrouded in the glory of the gods. Moreover, the gods also have regulations. In special circumstances, you do not need to pray. Tianyun is seriously injured and needs healing at all times. If he prays,
On the contrary, it will make the injury more serious. This is in line with the rules set by the gods, and I believe the gods will not blame you."
Haizong defended loudly.
The village chief and other villagers looked at Lu Ming carefully.
Lu Ming's condition does indeed seem to be in poor condition. Although the wounds on his body have healed a little in the past few days, he is still very thin and breathless. He does look like he is seriously injured.
The village chief and others breathed a sigh of relief.
If you are seriously injured, there is no need to pray. The gods do have such regulations, and I believe you will not be blamed.
"Okay, Haizong, please take him down. If the injury is not healed next time, he will not come. But if the injury is healed, as long as he is still in my village, he must come. Otherwise, he will be punished by death!"
The village chief said sternly.
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Haizong nodded repeatedly, then gave Lu Ming a look, and left with Lu Ming.
After walking far away, Haizong took a long breath and said: "It was so close just now. Fortunately, your injury is not healed, otherwise we would be in trouble."
Lu Ming smiled and didn't care, and said: "How long have you been praying like this? Do other places also pray like this?"
"It's been a long time, passed down many generations ago, at least tens of thousands of years."
"As far as I know, any place shrouded in the light of gods requires prayer."
Haizongdao.
Lu Ming nodded silently in his mind. It was probably tens of thousands of years ago that the Celestials discovered the Tianxing area.