Chapter 4559: The Power of Faith

Lu Ming could be sure that this statue was carved by the Celestial Clan.

"Could it be that the gods Haizong referred to were the Celestial Clan?"

Lu Ming's heart moved.

It's quite possible.

The Yan clan was born from this continent.

As for the ruins of the universe, the previous rules and meanings were chaotic, and the rules and meanings of the recent dozens of stellar years have become more orderly. In some places, some ethnic groups can be bred.

In other words, the history of the Yan Clan is only a few dozen sidereal years at most.

Dozens of stellar years, practice from scratch, slowly exploring, not strong at all.

It is estimated that the strongest of the Yan clan will not have a high cultivation base.

In this village, Lu Ming sensed that the highest cultivation base was in the False God realm.

As for the Celestial Clan, if they came to this continent, the lowest estimate would be the Divine Emperor Ninth Layer, or they would belong to the Divine Master Realm. In the eyes of the Yan Clan, they would really be no different from the gods.

It is normal for the experts of the Celestial Clan to be regarded as gods by the Yan Clan as long as they show some abilities.

"Okay, the time has come, the prayers begin!"

Under the statue, there was an old man. He said respectfully to the statue, then knelt in front of the statue and bowed deeply.

The same is true for the others in the courtyard, including Hai Zong, who bowed deeply and began to pray.

Naturally, Lu Ming didn't do this. How could he kneel and worship the statue of Heaven and Human?

He stood there, watching silently.

The villagers here were all praying, so no one noticed that Lu Ming was still standing.

After a while, Lu Ming found a scene that surprised him.

He found that when the villagers started to pray, they seemed to resonate with the statue. Lu Ming turned the forbidden power into his eyes and could clearly see that there was a silk thread on the villagers, which was connected to the statue. It seems that something, along this silk thread, is constantly converging on the statue, and a hazy radiance emerges on the statue.

"This... is it the legendary power of faith? The Celestials are collecting the power of faith?"

Lu Ming was shocked.

He once saw in ancient books that in the early days of the Tiangong era, there was a method of cultivation that was popular for a while.

That is the practice of the power of faith.

Many strong people will collect believers everywhere and collect the power of faith.

The believers of many strong people are all over the life planets, and even in the small world.

However, the cultivation method of the power of belief has great drawbacks. The early stage is fine. The more you cultivate to the later stage, the more difficult it is to control, and it is easy to be attacked.

After all, the power of these beliefs comes from countless different creatures and contains different ideas.

When it reaches a certain level, even the top powerhouses are difficult to control, and they will be affected, and even backlashed by the power of belief, ranging from serious injury to death.

So over time, this method of cultivation has been practiced by no one, and has almost been cut off.

Unexpectedly, I would see the Celestials gathering the power of faith here.

"What is the purpose of the Celestial Clan? 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 did not pray with all his heart, that is Haizong.

Lu Ming found that the silk thread on Haizong's body and the statue was very light, and if it was absent, it seemed to dissipate at any time.

"Haizong, who believes in gods in his mouth, in fact, I'm afraid he doesn't think so in his heart..."

Lu Ming smiled slightly.

The silk thread is very thin, indicating that Haizong is not wholehearted at all, but is just acting here.

Lu Ming watched quietly, and it took three hours for the prayer to end.

Under the statue, the old man, the village chief of the village, was the first to end the prayer, opened his eyes, stood up, and raised his arms to announce the end of the prayer.

Then, he saw Lu Ming standing straight there, closing his eyes and resting.

In fact, Lu Ming was secretly absorbing that black mist, and he didn't want to waste time.

"You...you dare not pray, be 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, he's so daring!"

"This is blasphemous and must be punished!"

"It is recommended to be burned at the stake and burn to death!"

Many villagers roared.

Lu Ming dared to disrespect the gods and dare to blaspheme the gods. They were afraid, afraid of the wrath of the gods, not blessing them, and even punishing them, so they vented their anger on Lu Ming.

"Someone, drag this person out and burn him to death!"

The village chief roared.

Immediately, several big men stepped forward, trying to take down Lu Ming.

Lu Ming's eyes turned cold.

In this village, the strongest person is only in the False God realm, and he also wants to kill him.

Even if he doesn't do it himself, God Emperor Jiuzhong's ball can destroy the village in one move.

"Wait a minute, village chief, wait a minute!"

At this time, Hai Zong 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!"

Heizong 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 the rule set by the gods."

The village chief said coldly.

"Village Chief, Tianyun's hometown is very remote, and it has not been shrouded in the brilliance of the gods. Also, the gods also have regulations. In special cases, there is no need to pray. Tianyun is seriously injured and needs to be healed all the time. If you pray, On the contrary, it will make the injury worse, which is in line with the rules set by the gods, and I believe that the gods will not blame."

Haizong defended loudly.

The village chief and other villagers looked at Lu Ming carefully.

Lu Ming's condition does look very bad. Although the wounds on his body have healed a little over the past few days, he is still very thin and his breath is sluggish.

The village chief and others breathed a sigh of relief.

If you are seriously injured, you don't need to pray. The gods do have such regulations, and I believe they will not be blamed.

"Okay, Haizong, take him down. Next time his injury is not healed, he won't use it, but if his injury is healed, he must come as long as he is still in my village, otherwise, it will be a death penalty!"

The village chief said sternly.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Hai Zong nodded again and again, then gave Lu Ming a look, and left with Lu Ming.

After walking away, Hai Zong took a long breath and said, "It was dangerous just now, but fortunately your injury is not well, otherwise it will be troublesome."

Lu Ming smiled but didn't care, and said, "How long have you prayed like this, do you pray like this in other places?"

"It's been a long time. It's been passed down many generations ago, at least tens of thousands of years."

"As far as I know, wherever the gods are shrouded in brilliance, prayer is required."

Haizong Road.

Lu Ming nodded silently in his heart. It was about tens of thousands of years ago that the Celestial Clan unearthed the Tianxing area.