I Really Don’t Know How To Practice

In the southern border, offering sacrifices and praying for blessings in Wushen temples is a very grand event, presided over by the priests of each Wushen temple.

The priests of the Wushen Temple do not necessarily have super strength, but because they can be used as a medium to convey the will of the Wushen, so in the southern border, the priests of the Wushen Temple are the most respected profession, not even one of them.

After sneaking into the Wushen Temple, Han Xu took Qing'er and Yingying to find a place near the corner, so that they would not attract attention, but also be able to see the process of offering sacrifices and praying for blessings.

The Witch God Temple was already full of fanatical believers, each of them looked at the statue of the Witch God in the middle of the hall with piety in their eyes.

In the front row, stood dozens of elders with outstanding temperament. Judging from their clothes, they should be local nobles.

It's just that Han Xu observed that their eyes were no different from other ordinary people, and they were even more devout, which surprised Han Xu a little.

In his view, the so-called belief is just a tool used by the superiors to rule the lower class. They themselves would not believe it, but judging from the current situation, I am afraid that is not the case.

After a while, mysterious music sounded all around, as if calling from ancient gods.

After everyone heard the voice, they all showed fanatical excitement, and then a man wearing a painted mask and wearing sandals jumped up to the altar in front of the statue of the witch **** following the melody.

Seeing that Qing'er and Yingying's eyes gradually blurred, Han Xu held their hands, and after injecting spiritual power, their eyes became clear again.

"This melody can confuse people's minds, it's really evil." Han Xu read, he observed the priest's dance carefully, and saw that he followed the melody of the music, stepping on seemingly messy but very mysterious steps.

Circles of invisible force fields were released from his body. This kind of force has no attack power and will not cause any harm, but it can influence people's thoughts in a subtle way.

Han Xu found that with the passage of time, the expressions of everyone at the scene became more and more pious, and the voice was not limited to the Witch God Temple, as if through some means, it could spread far away, as long as it was in Manchi It can be heard anywhere in the city.

"It's probably not a good thing that the gods and gods of the Witch God Sect are talking about." Han Xu thought to himself, "In this southern land, I'm afraid that the words of the Witch God Sect will be more effective than the instructions from the court."

After a dance, the priest took off the mask, which was an old man with wrinkled face.

Everyone saluted him and crossed their hands in front of their chests. The three of Han Xu also imitated it.

"Sorcerer God, you don't need to be polite." The priest said, raising his hand, and everyone...

Then he stood up straight again.

Then, trays of sacrifices were brought to the table. Each of these sacrifices seemed to be of great value, and they were all good things that ordinary people could not afford.

"Master, this is too extravagant!" Qing'er couldn't help muttering.

"It is indeed rich and self-willed, but I don't know who this witch **** is."

"Master Wushen will bless us with good weather, good health and happiness."

"Pay homage to the witch god!"

After speaking, the priest took the lead and prostrated himself on the ground, bowing deeply.

The rest of the people also folded their hands in front of their chests, then knelt down, and then paid homage devoutly.

In the entire Wushen Temple, only Han Xu and the three were still standing, looking very abrupt.

"Kneel down!" A voice came into Han Xu's ears. It was the voice of the priest. Although he didn't get up, he could know everything about the Witch God Temple.

"I'm not a believer in your religion." Han Xu replied.

"Those who enter the Witch God Temple must maintain the most devout respect for the Witch God."

"Then let's go out." As he said, Han Xu was about to go out, and the priest did not stop him. Every time when offering sacrifices and praying for blessings, this kind of situation may occur when outsiders enter the Witch God Temple, and the Witch God Sect does not will force others.

But when Han Xu turned around, the totem on the witch **** statue suddenly lit up with a light.

The priest's face changed drastically, and he shouted in surprise: "The Lord Sorcerer God has appeared! The Lord Sorcerer God has appeared!"

The fanatical congregation burst into tears. This situation has been recorded in the teachings of the Witch God. Every time the totem on the Witch God statue lights up, it means that the Witch God appears, or will issue a decree, or bestow blessings.

Han Xu stopped, and he felt a mysterious force locking himself.

"You go back to the inn and wait for me." Han Xu said to Qing'er and Yingying. Although this force did not hurt him, it also made him feel very powerful, so he asked the two maids to leave first, otherwise Qing'er would Being here with Yingying will only make him tied up.

Seeing Han Xu's expression, Qing'er and Yingying nodded obediently and said in a low voice, "Master, be careful."

Then, the two turned around and hid in the crowd. Taking advantage of the attention of the believers on the statue of the Witch God, they left the Witch God Temple smoothly.

"It's really a witch god!"

"Sorcerer God! Miracle, I have seen a miracle!"

In the Temple of the Witch God, the voices of believers kept coming and going, but Han Xu seemed to have fallen into another world, lost all perception of the outside world, could not hear anything,...

Can't see anything.

He seemed to be pulled into a black world by a mysterious force, up and down, back and forth, left and right, there was nothing but endless void.

The strange thing is that although Han Xu has lost the concept of space, he feels very clearly that he is sinking continuously, as if he is trapped in a whirlpool and cannot extricate himself.

What sank was his consciousness.

For the first time since rebirth through time travel, Han Xu felt a real crisis. This force was beyond all his cognition.

He directly uses the power of the Great Vajra Mudra, and the power of Buddhism is the nemesis of all ghosts and demons.

For a moment, his body burst into brilliant golden light, and a vajra image appeared, merging with Han Xu into one.

Han Xu realized the danger, and entered his strongest state without hesitation. At this time, he didn't care whether he would be exposed.

"At such a young age, you are still cultivating in the lower realms, and yet you can have such strength. You are very good."

An ethereal voice resounded in the dark space, pouring into Han Xu's consciousness from all directions, trying to imprint it on it.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost, come out!" Han Xu roared, while searching the surroundings with his spiritual sense, but no matter where his spiritual sense extended, he could only detect the endless void.

"This seat is a god, so why pretend to be a god?"

"Are you...the witch god?" Han Xu asked tentatively.

"Yes, this seat is the witch god." The witch **** said, "You are the most talented person I have ever seen in the lower realm, and this seat allows you to become my servant."

"Servant?" Han Xu said sarcastically while resisting the force that wanted to invade the sea of ​​consciousness at any time, "I'm not interested."

"Wuzhi, do you know how many people can't dream of being a servant of this seat? As long as you become a servant of this seat, this seat will teach you how to practice. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com With your talent, you may be able to do it in the future." Stepping into the God Realm is also unknown."

"Even if there is a God Realm, I can go there by myself."

"Hmph, what an ignorant child. The bridge between heaven and earth has been broken. If you don't have me to guide you, no matter how powerful you are, you will never be able to step into the God Realm."

The witch **** continued to bewitch: "Well, as long as you agree, you can become the first person to ascend from the lower realm to the **** realm in thousands of years."

"The conditions are very attractive, but I have no interest in the God Realm, so you should find someone else."

"Presumptuous, don't think that if I see your talent, you can defy me."

The voice of the witch **** sounded a little annoyed. At the same time, Han Xu...

He also felt more and more pressure. His strength was not at the same level as that of the witch god, and he would soon be unable to resist.

"Is it really divine power?" Han Xu wondered. Before, he didn't believe that there were gods in this world, but now he hesitated, because the power of witch gods really surpassed the scope of human beings.

"Boy, if you don't surrender, I will have no choice but to kill you." The witch **** said indifferently. In his eyes, Han Xu is just a special ant. Since the ant dares to resist, he can kill it with his fingers. .

"You do it if you have the guts, but I tell you, if you can't kill me, I will destroy your witch **** sect."

"Arrogance, I judge you to never be reborn." After finishing speaking, Han Xu felt the power acting on him suddenly increase, as if the divine thunder above the nine heavens had directly smashed into his sea of ​​consciousness.

"The power of God is nothing more than that!" Han Xu yelled, and the golden light disappeared, replaced by black magic flames.