"What the hell is going on here?"
Lin Luoran is in the space, full of the fragrance of melons and fruits, she just wants to find out about this matter now.
Huofeng jumped a little: "Sister Xiaoyin gave you a big opportunity, you just don't appreciate it, what's the prestige here."
Lin Luoran broke into a cold sweat. She is not shaking her prestige now. Suddenly there is a painted sculpture in the empty sea of consciousness. She is nervous now, okay
The little whitebait is also half-soul and half-spiritual, and cannot eat. It is a rare enjoyment to take a sip of water aura from time to time. Of course, when it is hungry occasionally, the little whitebait will smell its favorite mangosteen.
"I don't know, I think I've seen someone like this before." Its memory is good and bad, sometimes it has a flash of inspiration, and it can remember some old things, but most of the time it is muddleheaded, innocent as a child.
Huofeng laughed and said: "I beg my lord, I can tell you about it."
Lin Luoran said with a cold face, "You still owe me a keel, where are you going?"
Huofeng shut up immediately, and flew around the space with its gorgeous tail, quite dissatisfied: "Now you have asked yourself to become a god, Junshan is your dojo, and 'Chenxin' will be your title from now on, understand is it?"
What kind of rotten Dao name, just get it casually, I'm so mad at you, this ugly name will be with you for the rest of your life. Huofeng entertained herself, Lin Luoran grabbed its beautiful tail:
"What does it mean to invite yourself to be a god? Have you ever seen a god in the foundation establishment period? Make it clear, or you will be strangled to death."
Hey, this guy surnamed Lin is bullying the weak and afraid of the strong, he is clearly bullying him, Mr. Huofeng, okay? Huofeng lightly pecked Lin Luoran. The back of her hand didn't hurt, but her consciousness was a little tingling. The painted sculpture in the sea of gods shook twice, and Lin Luoran couldn't help but took two steps back.
Huofeng triumphantly said: "Why, be afraid, you don't know what to do anymore, this empress will smash your newly conceived godhead into pieces and turn you into an idiot."
"That painted sculpture is my godhead?" Lin Luoran looked strange, and dragged the fire phoenix to make him speak clearly.
The swing under the apple tree swayed and swayed, and Huofeng's narration was scattered. Lin Luoran reasoned for a long time, and finally understood the main idea of what it said.
In this world, there are naturally gods, but the gods are also the strongmen of various races who set up land as dojos, enjoy the incense of the world and become gods to prove the way. In the heyday of Xingxing, there are countless gods who own dojos, not only the strong, but even some weasels on certain mountain tops can occupy the mountain as king, enjoy a party of incense, and have some spells to make waves.
Since the chaos of the heavens, the gods in this world have gone to nowhere. Under the witness of thousands of people, Lin Luoran first spread rain to cure illnesses, and then signed up for himself. In ancient times, he was already asking himself to be a god. Of course, if a foundation-building cultivation base like her dared to ask herself to be a god before, it would be a serious crime against Tianwei, and a lightning strike would definitely turn this little monk who knows nothing about the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth into flying ashes.
Lin Luoran took advantage of it. When the heavens were in chaos, the gods and Buddhas of the heavens had long since disappeared. In addition, she had the "Dragon Lord Seal" and the golden book on her body. These two things that had passed through the road of enlightenment escaped the catastrophe The detection gave her the power of faith that is worshiped by thousands of people.
"Then other people just happened to get the relics of the immortal family, so wouldn't they also be able to invite themselves to be gods?" Even if the gods and Buddhas disappeared, how many high-level monks would there be in the long river of time? Like the woman surnamed Ji I met in Babylon, why didn't she ask herself to be a god
Huofeng contemptuously said: "Do you think everyone is as lucky as you to be able to stamp your own seal on the golden book? Incense, faith, and mountains and rivers in the world are limited, so of course there are only so many gods. Of course, only after the predecessor dies can there be a successor." You are asking for a seal at the top of the Dragon Palace. This kind of coincidence has been difficult to replicate for thousands of years... More importantly, the inheritance has been cut off. Please be a god, only one person has ever succeeded, you have already occupied the quota, even if others copy what you said and did today, this earth, the last god, is only you."
When the predecessor dies, there is a successor.
Lin Luoran turned his hand and took out the "Dragon Lord Seal". Could it be that the Dragon Lord of Dongting has already suffered a serious accident at this time
"If the painted sculpture in the Sea of Consciousness is what you said belongs to my godhead, those firefly-like things are the power of faith, right?"
Huofeng nodded: "You are not too stupid. The power of faith has great advantages, and you will know it later."
Lin Luoran asked what was so wonderful about it, and Huofeng spun around the swing: "Spells, spells... to my own supernatural powers, without the power of faith, I can't use supernatural powers."
Supernatural powers, well, isn’t this something that Buddha cultivates
The more she talked about Lin Luoran, the more confused she became, and Huofeng swept her head with her tail: "It's really stupid. The Buddha's cultivation is supernatural powers, but he borrowed the names of gods and Buddhas from the heavens, and even the power of faith is borrowed. It is stolen under someone else's name, and the supernatural powers are of course borrowed, so it is impossible to have one's own supernatural powers."
Lin Luoran was noncommittal, "The ones who are not good in the list of gods are bestowed after death, so it can be seen that this god is not very good."
Huofeng laughed loudly, "Of course not, otherwise how could it be your turn?"
Immortals and immortals, in many novels it is said that one is a god after being immortal, but Huofeng said that a "god" is restricted by heaven, has a position and a title, and immortals are a branch of the world.
Whether it is a monk or a different kind, if you survive the catastrophe and ascend, you will be awarded a priesthood, or you will be in charge of a water area, or you will be in charge of how many heavenly soldiers. There are also people born in the upper realm, born as gods and men, with a high starting point, but they are not like immortals who ascended. They can continue to practice. The future is unknown, but they can explore higher realms.
"Then you still say that asking yourself to be a god is a chance..." In this way, gods are not as good as immortals. She wants to cultivate immortals. What kind of god should she be? Lin Luoran wants to imitate her little daughter and stomp her feet at this moment.
Huofeng looked at her with deep contempt in her eyes:
"It is said that God is restricted. That was in the past. Now that the heavens are gone, who will control you whether you can do practical things, who will check whether you can get a job? Say you are a pig head, the heavens collapsed, and there is no ascension, you Where can I be an immortal? If you have a god, let’s be in front of it first, so let’s have fun secretly... You are only in the late stage of foundation establishment. Since the prehistoric era, the Emperor has never seen such a humble god, tsk tsk."
After being beaten by Huofeng repeatedly, Lin Luoran felt lost and ashamed, and simply flashed out of the space.
The stars have gradually disappeared, white belly appeared on the horizon, and it will be dawn soon, Lin Luoran's doubts did not decrease but increased.
She is not disappointed if she can ascend, since the way of heaven is in chaos, she has never thought of being able to ascend in an environment like the earth. The question is, now that she has inexplicably created a "self-invitation to become a god", will it conflict with the path of practice
Huofeng also said that cultivating immortals is the right way, Lin Luoran is not greedy for any supernatural powers, even if she is the "successor Dragon Lord" now, she is in charge of a water area, and she is also a bare-bones commander.
The power of faith... She follows her heart and does good deeds when she has time, so let it be, maybe this thing will be useful in the future. Taking a step back, Lin Luoran quite likes the painted sculpture in the Sea of Consciousness, with the flapping sleeves reminiscent of Dunhuang Flying Apsaras.
I took a look at the small light cluster representing the power of faith in my sea of consciousness, and it was generally very dim. It can be seen that these beliefs came only because of this spiritual rain, and they are still very weak. As Huofeng said, they can use supernatural powers. It's still early.
Look at the waters of Dongting, Dongting is her jurisdiction for 800 miles, and Junshan is her dojo where she can enjoy incense... Hey, the waters of Dongting was originally her task, and there is an extra dojo that is dispensable. Before that, there was actually no difference, right
Lin Luoran finally understood the status quo, "ask yourself to be a god", this is a big cake, if you want to taste its deliciousness, you don't know how far in the future it will be.
Cultivation and advancement are her main tasks now—
The newly appointed "Lin Longjun" summoned Feijian and headed for Rongcheng.
Her spiritual cultivation base is too low, she can't eat the wind and drink dew, she still needs to eat, and she still has to go home to catch breakfast!