Jiang Xiu is indeed surprised, but if you think about it carefully, it is not surprising. The blood in his body can awaken the gods, which means that the mortals on the earth are indeed the descendants of the gods. It is not surprising that the relics of the gods are left behind. , but he was really surprised that it still existed after so many years.
Turning the mask over, the back was pitted, uneven, and completely shapeless. From this point of view, it seemed that this was not a mask, but a broken bronze statue.
His slender fingers lightly scratched on it, and the bronze statue emitted a wave of energy, causing Jiang Xiu's fingers to tremble slightly. His face was extremely solemn, he groaned slightly, and uttered four words: "Shinto faith. "
If Jiang Xiu guessed correctly, the broken bronze statue should be a statue of a god.
"This image..."
Jiang Xiu has seen countless protoss, and each protoss has its own characteristics. He dare not say that he has seen them all, but he has seen some of them. Even he has looked up some of the extinct protoss from books, but But I haven't seen anything similar.
There is a cheating point about this bronze statue. It cannot really record the face of the gods. Usually believers will only make a god's likeness to blur the true appearance of the god, whether it is to mystify it or to avoid blasphemy. , anyway, it’s hard to see clearly. Coupled with the rough carving and the erosion of time, it’s really difficult to recognize. Of course, it’s also possible that the characteristic part is on the torso or other places.
"The Shinto faith is so weak..."
"The inheritance has been lost."
If the Shinto faith is still there, this power is definitely more than that. Such a small amount of power may not be enough to spread the word, but this gives Jiang Xiu hope.
No matter how lean a mosquito is, it is still meat.
He took out his mobile phone and called Tang Zhenshan again. The old man was already asleep. The person who answered the phone was A Dong. Seeing that it was Jiang Xiu, he immediately woke up the old man. Although he felt sorry for the old man, Jiang Xiu But he didn't dare to neglect at all.
This is what the old man told me. Mr. Jiang’s call should be answered as soon as possible no matter when or where.
"Idol?"
This bronze mask does have the power of belief, and Tang Zhenshan enshrined it in a shrine, so he must have some knowledge of this bronze mask, otherwise how could he enshrine it.
"Oh, to the idol!"
Only then did Tang Zhenshan suddenly remember that he had built a shrine in the tea room of the villa. He would do his homework and meditate every day. After placing a statue of the god, it was easier to enter the state of things.
It had been completed during the renovation, but he didn't move in later, so he forgot about it.
"Is there anything wrong with that idol?"
Jiang Xiu asked: "Where did this idol mask come from? Do you still have it?"
"It's better to be whole."
This idol mask is a damaged product, and the power on it is too loose. If it were complete, the power of the idol would be much stronger, and it should be able to increase its power.
"No, as for the origin..." Tang Zhenshan, who was opposite him, pondered for a moment and then said, "Mr. Jiang, have you ever heard of a saying called: When Taoist soldiers gather, gods will open the door."
Jiang Xiu said: "No!"
In his last life, his knowledge was very shallow and he didn't know much about ghosts and gods. He even thought that there were no ghosts and gods in the world at that time. He didn't know these things himself.
Next to Tang Zhenshan, a young nurse wearing a pink nurse uniform brought a cushion for Tang Zhenshan to lean on the bed. The old man sorted out his thoughts and said: "Hundreds of years ago, a huge disaster occurred in the Dongzhou area south of Jiangcheng. After the great disaster, the plague was raging. At that time, there were people dying of hunger on the road and the people were in dire straits. Just when the people were in despair, a strange cult suddenly emerged called Tiandao Sect. Their slogan was that when the Taoist soldiers gather, the gods will open the door."
"As long as you believe in them, you will have the opportunity to become a Taoist soldier, and you can let the gods open the door of time and space, and take them to the immortal world and become gods. People in despair see hope. That is very scary. The development of cults is very Fast, but then, for unknown reasons, he suddenly disappeared again, just as he appeared, no, even faster, as if everything disappeared overnight."
Jiang Xiu asked: "Is this idol mask the idol enshrined by Tiandao Sect?"
Tang Zhenshan said: "Exactly."
"This statue is not owned by me, but by a stranger from Jiangcheng. Mr. Jiang has also seen it. This person is Lin Zhenbei. This person is a madman. He has always wanted to become a Taoist soldier."
"There are three stages for a warrior, the outer realm, the inner realm, and the transformed realm. After the transcendent transformed realm, there is the shattering void, feathering and ascension. Lin Zhenzhen believes that it is consistent with the teachings spread by the Tiandao Sect. Once that level is reached, the gods will open the door to the fairy world. , to guide them."
Jiang Xiu is very sure, and the so-called three stages of warriors are the three levels of Qi training before, middle and back in Xianwu Continent. The so-called Taoist soldiers are the foundation building stage of Xianwu Continent, which is the stage of building the foundation of immortal body. It is not an exaggeration to say that it shattered the void, became feathered and ascended.
As for the gods opening the door, it’s hard to say.
Tang Zhenshan said: "Lin Zhenbei came back this time to seek revenge from me. His main purpose is to become a Taoist soldier."
"Mr. Jiang, do you believe in... Tiandao religion?"
Jiang Xiu said: "When I was very young, an old man told me that there were gods living in the mountains. When I was young, everyone believed it, but when I grew up, no one believed it anymore."
Tang Zhenshan said: "After some time, there will be a Tiandao sect conference in Dongzhou to compete for Taoist soldiers."
Jiang Xiu was surprised: "Didn't you say that Tiandao Sect has disappeared?"
Tang Zhenshan said: "It disappeared back then, but there are still people acting in the name of Tiandao Sect. As for whether it was the Tiandao Sect back then, no one can verify after so many years."
"However, the attraction of Dao Bing is still the same as before."
Jiang Xiuxin said that once a warrior reaches the peak of energy transformation, he will definitely be able to detect the existence of a higher realm, and then he will believe in the matter of breaking the void and becoming an immortal.
"Mr. Jiang..."
"Lin Zhenbei was so intimidated by Mr. Jiang's power that he didn't dare to make any mistakes. But once the Taoist story turns out to be true and he happens to become a Taoist, it will be very troublesome."
"Hahaha… "
Jiang Xiu burst into laughter upon hearing this.
This sudden laughter made Tang Zhenshan's heart tremble. He felt Jiang Xiu's infinite contempt for this, but he didn't know what he was scorning.
"You can go and have some fun."
If there is really a remnant of the gods on the earth, it can be regarded as an opportunity to gain power.
Tang Zhenshan said happily: "Okay, everything depends on Mr. Jiang."
Lin Zhenbei's immortality made him feel like he was having trouble.
Jiang Xiu hung up the phone and played with the mask in his hand, then a smile appeared on his lips. He wanted to try to see if the god believed in by Taoism was still there today. Originally, he thought he was definitely gone. But now he has some doubts that it may exist. The reason is very simple, because the legend of Tao Bing continues. If it is false, there is no way to flourish again after it is cut off.
He put the mask back and opened the drawer. Sure enough, there was an incense candle inside. After taking it out, he lit the incense candle with a lighter and inserted it into it, while he muttered something.
Slowly, green smoke curled up. There was nothing unusual at first, but with the spell, the white smoke actually gathered and never dispersed.
"It's really there!"
What Jiang Xiu cast was just the magic spell.
The green smoke kept rising, and began to gather into a form almost at a speed visible to the naked eye, and it was in the form of a human body. Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiu's lips unconsciously raised a smile, but the chill in his eyes became even stronger. .
Finally, a lifelike image of an old man with a white beard was formed.
"What believer is so diligent and sincere!"
The sound was vast, as if coming from the sky.
The light flashed again, and the lifelike image became more real. Although it was condensed by smoke and clouds, he was dressed in ancient costume and the old god was there, and even the expression on his face could be seen clearly.
But what was waiting for him was Jiang Xiu's teasing and cold eyes.
His expression suddenly changed and he shouted: "Who are you?"
Because he sensed evil and a very dangerous aura from Jiang Xiu's expression, which made him feel chilled and frightened.
Suddenly, Jiang Xiu reached out with one hand.
He was shocked.