Lu Ming can be sure that this statue is carved by the Celestials.
"Could it be that the gods Haizong mentioned are the Celestials?"
Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.
This is quite possible.
The Yan Clan was born on this continent.
As for the ruins of the universe, the secrets of the rules used to be chaotic, and the secrets of the rules have become more orderly in the past few dozen stellar years. Only in some places can some ethnic groups be bred.
In other words, the history of the Yan Clan is only a few dozen stellar years at most.
Dozens of stellar years, practice from scratch, slowly groping, it is not much better at all.
It is estimated that the strongest of the Yan Clan will not have a high cultivation level.
In this village, Lu Ming sensed that the one with the highest cultivation level was only in the False God Realm.
As for the Celestials, if they descended on this continent, they would probably be at the ninth level of the God Emperor, or they would be in the God Master Realm. In the eyes of the Yan Clan, they would be no different from gods.
It is normal for the masters of the Celestial Clan to be worshiped as gods by the Yan Clan as long as they show some abilities.
"Okay, the time has come, and the prayers begin!"
Under the statue, there was an old man. He said respectfully to the statue, then knelt down in front of the statue, and bowed deeply.
The same was true for other people in the yard, including Hai Zong, who bowed deeply and began to pray.
Lu Ming naturally didn't do this, how could he kneel down and worship the statue of the Celestial Human Race
He stood there, watching 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 resonate with the statue. Lu Ming transferred the power of taboo into his eyes, and he could clearly see that there was a silk thread connected to the statue on these villagers. It seems that there is something, along this silk thread, continuously gathering on the statue, and a layer of hazy brilliance emerges above the statue.
"Is this... the power of faith in the legend? The Celestials are collecting the power of faith?"
Lu Ming was shocked.
He once read in ancient books that in the early days of the Tiangong era, there was a practice method that was popular for a while.
That is the power of faith practice method.
Many strong people will gather believers everywhere and gather the power of faith.
There are many believers of the strong, all over the planets of life, and even all over the world of Xiaoqian.
However, the method of cultivating the power of faith has a lot of disadvantages. It is fine in the early stage, but the more you practice it in 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 beings and contain different ideas.
When it reaches a certain level, even the top powerhouses will find it difficult to control, and they will be affected, and even be backlashed by the power of faith, ranging from serious injury to death.
So over time, no one practiced this kind of practice, and it was almost cut off.
I didn't expect to see the Celestials collecting the power of faith here.
"What are the Celestials doing? Is it for cultivation, or for something else?"
Lu Ming frowned and thought.
There was silence all around, and everyone was praying with all their hearts.
No, there was one person who didn't pray with all his heart, and that was Hai Zong.
Lu Ming found that the silk thread between Haizong's body and the statue was very thin, as if it would disappear at any time.
"Hai Zong, this guy, says he believes in gods, but in fact, he probably doesn't think so..."
Lu Ming smiled slightly.
The thread is very thin, which means that Hai Zong didn't put all his heart and soul into it, but was just acting here.
Lu Ming watched quietly, and it took three hours before the prayer ended.
Under the statue, the old man, that is, the head of the village, was the first to end the prayer, opened his eyes and stood up, and raised his arms to announce the end of the prayer.
Then, he saw Lu Ming standing there straight with his eyes closed.
In fact, Lu Ming was secretly absorbing the black mist, and he didn't want to waste time.
"You... how dare you not pray, bold!"
The village chief pointed at Lu Ming and roared.
This loud roar woke up everyone, and they all looked at Lu Ming.
"What, this person didn't pray, what audacity!"
"This is blasphemy and must be punished!"
"It is recommended to be burned at the stake and burned alive!"
Many villagers roared.
Lu Ming dared to disrespect the gods and dare to blaspheme the gods. They were afraid that the gods would be angry, not protect them, and even send divine punishment. Therefore, they vented their raging anger on Lu Ming.
"Come here, drag this person out and burn him to death!"
The village chief yelled.
Immediately, several big men stepped forward to take down Lu Ming.
Lu Ming's eyes turned cold.
The strongest person in this village is only in the False God Realm, and he also wants to kill him.
Even if he didn't do it himself, God Emperor Jiuzhong's ball could destroy the village with one move.
"Wait a minute, village chief, wait a minute!"
At this time, Hai Zong shouted and quickly stood in front of Lu Ming.
"Hai Zong, do you want to cover him?"
The village head said coldly.
"Village chief, Tianyun is not from our village!"
Hai Zong 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 head said coldly.
"Village chief, Tian Yun's hometown is very remote, and it has not been shrouded by the light of the gods. Also, the gods have regulations. Under special circumstances, you don't need to pray. Tian Yun 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 the gods will not blame them."
Hai Zong defended loudly.
The village chief, as well as 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 these days, he is still very thin and his breath is weak. He really looks like he has been seriously injured.
The village head and others breathed a sigh of relief.
If you are seriously injured, you don't need to pray. The gods do have such a rule, and I believe you won't blame them.
"Okay, Hai Zong, you can take him down. Next time his injury is not healed, he won't use it. But if his injury heals, as long as he is still in our village, he must come. Otherwise, he will be punished with death!"
The village chief said sternly.
"Yes Yes Yes!"
Hai Zong nodded again and again, then made a face to Lu Ming, and left here with Lu Ming.
After walking far away, Chief Hai Zong let out a breath and said, "It was very dangerous just now, but luckily your injury is not healed, otherwise it will be troublesome."
Lu Ming smiled and didn't care, and said, "How long have you been praying like this, do you pray like this in other places?"
"It's been a long time, passed down many generations ago, at least tens of thousands of years ago."
"As far as I know, any place that is shrouded in the radiance of a god must be prayed for."
Hai Zongdao.
Lu Ming nodded silently in his heart. The Tianxing area was excavated by the Celestial Human Race about tens of thousands of years ago.