Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 361: The role of “God”
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Like the colors of blooming flowers, dragging a mountain of spring scenery while walking.
The cage that had imprisoned her for more than four hundred years has collapsed, and the blurry woman took a deep breath of freedom and expressed a lot of emotion. She was originally a cloud of imaginary shadows, and the so-called free space was a breath of wind to her... An unconscious body could not experience how fresh the air was and how delicious the berries were.
But, anyhow she can still enjoy freedom, right?
"Hey, we said yes, let you out, you have to help deal with the Eight-Different Big Snake." Lin Luodong looked at the virtual shadow in a daze, very anxious.
That face seemed to be misted, wearing a phantom in a dress of flowers, smiled gently at the two boys, and disappeared in place.
Cui Hejian and others joined the battle. Asada Saito had already retreated steadily. If he had not personally received the will of the goddess Moriyama, he would not have survived until now with a belief.
The current situation is not optimistic, Asada Saito suspects that he will live up to the goddess' expectations.
A psionic bullet took the life of another attendant at the shrine. Asada Saito's eyes were red, and a trace of helplessness emerged from his subconsciousness. Could he really help these Chinese monks? Then, how do I take over the shrine and become a great priest!
Asada Saito has already looked crazy, Wen Guanjing couldn't suppress him, and when he passed by, Asada Saito carried a knife like Li Xier and slashed. He wanted to see whether these decent Chinese cultivators saved themselves or ordinary soldiers when faced with danger!
Fighting for a long time, these special forces rely on Li Xier's shelter to be able to release cold arrows with ease. Li Xier saw that Asakusa Saito’s shocking sword suddenly smashed, she turned her wrist and turned into a golden "beetail thousand needles" ".
The sharp pointed needles of the gold series suddenly appeared all over Asada Saito. Since he forced Li Xier to choose, Li Xier also forced him to choose.
Is it important to kill the enemy, or to protect yourself?
In these years of experience and growth, Li Xi'er is no longer the helpless little girl who was forced by the golden eagle to fight back. She will not let herself drag "Sister Lin" back, absolutely!
Asada Saito was shocked. He didn't expect this delicate-looking Chinese female cultivator to have such courage. Knowing that she can’t have the best of both worlds, did she choose to gamble?
Then she chose the wrong one.
When he gave up the absurdity of his youth and chose to be the waiter of the Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine, he had already dedicated his life to the gods. Asada Saito will never forget that after working hard to become a guard officer, he felt the power of faith flowing through his body for the first time in the main hall one day.
That was the goddess' response to his devout worship.
Some gold needles have penetrated into Asada Saito's body, and the sharpness of the gold spells made his meridians disrupted in an instant.
And his samurai sword was also cut on the protective shield supported by Li Xier.
Sparks are flying, gold and stone meet! This is a choice doomed to lose both!
"Asada."
Who is calling him? Asada Saito foot steps stop.
"Asada." The voice sounded again, like a breeze blowing over the hills, like the eldest sister next door admired when she was young, gentle and dignified. Asada Saito couldn't help but raise his head.
The corners of the skirt are bright like flowers blooming, and her body contains the colors of Mount Fuji, but it is not contradictory. As for the face, Asada Saito didn't dare to look at it.
"Asada, although you are deceived by the eight differences, you are a great priest of the shrine with a pious heart serving the gods."
The attendants of the shrine and the Japanese monks who were attacking all stopped. This phantom floating in the air gave them a familiar feeling of weirdness. It seemed that the feeling of being grown up by a woman who couldn't see her face was lingering.
Asada Saito also feels this way, or he feels stronger.
Are you the chief priest of the shrine? He suddenly understood who this woman in a hundred-flowered dress was—the goddess Muhuakai Yejiming, the guardian goddess of the holy mountain.
The divine voice heard in the early days has always belonged to the monster Baqi?
Asada Saito's samurai sword fell to the ground.
"I don't deserve to be a great priest."
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Lin Luoran was not surprised to see a phantom slowly falling. On the contrary, the arrogant Baqi under the hard soil layer suddenly became silent, and Lin Luoran even felt it trembling.
"You didn't seem to notice my existence that day, Fairy Chenxin, then why are you not surprised?"
The voice of the phantom was gentle, and Lin Luoran realized that she was not using Japanese.
"Don't you also know that I am Chenxin?" This is true, but from guess to confirmation, Lin Luoran also squeezed a sweat. If the tit’s testimony is not false, there must have been a skirt with a color that reminds the tit’s memory of the homicide and disappearance.
Lin Luoran began to think that everything was caused by the "Goddess of Muhuakai Yeji", but the statue dug up in Komaba Park was a monster with eight heads and eight tails. It is naturally impossible for the goddess Muhuakai Yeji to condense the power of faith to make wedding dresses for others. So, is the eight-headed serpent seeking the power of faith that belongs to the goddess of Mount Fuji?
She was not clear about the grievances between the two. At that time, she didn't even know that Baqi Orochi was suppressed under Mount Fuji.
But entering the dreamland and seeing the lifelike Edo period, the incoherent fragments finally become a complete clue.
Tokugawa Ieyasu was involved in the expansion of the Hongu Sengen Taisha Shrine 400 years ago, helping Baqi seek to win the power of faith, and his great-grandson Tokugawa Yoshizong inherited his ancestor’s will and built it in Shibuya more than 100 years later. The falcon farm was planted, and the statue of the eight-headed snake was planted as a medium, and the negative emotions of the army were absorbed as the nourishment of the dark faith, so that Tokugawa Ieyasu had a four-hundred-year dream inside the Mount Fuji volcano, and helped the eight-qi create four The power of a century of dark attribute belief.
If it hadn't been for the Falcon Farm to turn into a peaceful and serene park, and the Baqi and Dream World would have no energy to replenish, it would not have thought about it to lure people into dreams.
Then, there will be no island country trip of its own, and the goddess Muhuakai Yejiming will reappear, right?
However, according to Huofeng's vicious eyesight, the phantom in front of him should be just the remnant thoughts left by the gods when they abandoned the human world. After years of incense, they have independent thinking and perform their duties on behalf of the gods.
She was imprisoned by the big snake with a vicious method. The latter might still think that she had completely wiped out this remnant thought. How could she know that this is also a strong man, who kept her power and bide her time for 400 years, just for the fatal blow to gain freedom .
"After you go up, hurry down the mountain, the sooner the better, the volcano will erupt at any time." As soon as the shadow raised his hand, the dying Japanese youth were all sent out of the crater.
Lin Luoran was surprised, "You don't blame them?"
Van Ying shook his head, "Resent? Gods still make mistakes, let alone these mortals."
What is resentment? As a phantom who has just had an independent consciousness, he cannot understand the emotions of mortals. She was transformed by the remnant thoughts of the goddess Muhuakai Yaji Ming. The former is already an indifferent **** who cuts off all emotions. Perhaps for many years, she has known happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy, but when this divine thought is left behind, I am afraid that only the high above will remain. Have mercy. Lin Luoran thoughtfully, pointed to Tokugawa Ieyasu, who was curled up on a pile of bones under the wall of the volcano, who was already old and inhuman, with only a breath left:
"What about him, do you blame it?"
Lin Luoran could feel that when she asked these words, only Tokugawa Ieyasu was left with a sigh of breath, and he could not even notice the weak breathing. He didn't die suddenly, but held his breath and waited for the answer.
Vane hesitated for a while, "When he led people to expand the Sengen Taisha Shrine 400 years ago and modified the layout of the shrine and imprisoned me, I really didn’t like him very much, and I couldn’t feel relieved when I thought of him. Is this a grudge?"
Lin Luoran nodded.
Void sighed, "But I forgive him again when I see him now."
Lin Luoran looked sideways, and Tokugawa Ieyasu, who was left with only a layer of skin, moved slightly, and she shed tears. Although the water vapor was instantly evaporated by the heat of the ground fire, Lin Luoran could see clearly that Tokugawa Ieyasu's tears were running out, and a light ball of faith like an incandescent lamp floated toward the phantom and sank into her eyebrows.
Is this the power of faith before Tokugawa Ieyasu's death?
With the enormous power of faith that turned from black to white before Tokugawa Ieyasu's death, the five senses can finally be seen on the face of Void.
This is a very friendly woman. Lin Luoran never thought that the first goddess appearance she saw would be a single eyelid.
Lin Luoran had no chance to talk to her anymore, Baqi finally tore off its disguise of fear of phantoms at this moment:
"Very well, one has faith, the other has godhood...When the **** takes over, it really has the best of both worlds."
Its trembling voice disappeared, leaving only the complacent. The soil was completely cracked, and Baqi's head emerged from the molten slurry.
Lin Luoran frowned, Dad Lin should have evacuated Mount Fuji, right? Then does she still need to work hard with Baqi?
Use her own cultivation base to save the ordinary people in the island country that she originally didn't like. Lin Luoran is not a Virgin, she hesitated, and even felt worthless.
The magma is flowing over the water cover, and the volcano is erupting. Lin Luoran hesitates to leave or fight.
At this moment of electric light flint, she saw the woman who did not have her own name, just came out of consciousness, wearing a flower dress, leaving an unusually beautiful smile, her face covered with a holy glow .
Her condensed figure is gradually breaking down, returning to a small light spot of the power of faith.
A little bit, a little bit, wherever the light spot goes, the angry molten slurry is soothed and solidified, and Baqi's laughter stops abruptly.
This is the most sacred light in the world, and it belongs to the faith of thousands of ordinary people!
Lin Luoran was sent out of the crater by her in the water cover, and the latter was completely emotional, "Why did you do this?"
The phantom is about to dissipate, she smiles more beautifully than the flower dress, "You will understand...this is the duty of the gods."
——But you are not a true god, do you need to protect the mountain and the people with your body?
Lin Luoran didn't have a chance to ask this sentence. Everything has settled.
The mushroom cloud hovered over Mount Fuji. There was no big explosion as imagined, and Mount Fuji did not collapse. If it were not for the rising volcanic ash, no one would have imagined what happened a moment ago.
The last remnant **** who belonged to Japan, and the eight-headed serpent died together——
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