Chapter 358: Shallow believer

Zhao Shi shook his head: "The power of faith and gods are not the same thing, just like immortals and mortals are human, but they are completely different."
Seeing Sun Yue still puzzled, he explained: "The power of faith is similar to incense. It is a kind of special energy generated by a large number of intelligent life’s spiritual sustenance and combined with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the process of spreading. .
As long as the number of people rises, anything can generate the power of belief, and then it depends on whether this energy can be used and purified. It has nothing to do with the strength of the recipient of the belief, but only with the number of people who worship it and their thoughts. "
Sun Yue's eyes widened, and there were mosquito-repellent coils spinning in his eyes: "But I still don't understand."
Zhao Shi was silent for a moment, and changed his expression: "There are people in this world who are worshiping me. The number is very large. In the words of Western gods, I may have more than a million shallow believers. Go and find out what happened. ."
"Huh?"
After Sun Yue hurriedly manipulated his system panel, he looked at Zhao Shi with some worry: "Will this do you any harm?"
Although she is a super young cultivator, she can only practice step by step in accordance with the route of the exercises that Zhao Shi has designed for her, and she does not take the initiative to read cultivating materials.
But she still understood the cultivator's extreme emphasis on mana and the purity of the sea of ​​consciousness in the countless stresses of Zhao Shi and others.
Polluting the mana of others and the sea of ​​spirit and consciousness is the enemy of obstruction, and it is difficult to wash away the water from all over the world.
"Yes, incense is poisonous."
Zhao Shi's expression is calm: "A small amount of power of faith is nothing to me, but if there is more, it will pollute my mana, pollute my sea of ​​consciousness, and forcibly transform me from soul and body into what believers imagine. Look like."
The mana and soul of high-level cultivators are also very strong and powerful things. Two powers that have also developed to a high degree will inevitably erupt into serious conflicts. In the end, the cultivators will become angry and even explode.
The so-called red dust and filthy atmosphere feared by classical aboriginal cultivators, and that the incense is poisonous is a simple description of this phenomenon.
Sun Yue's expression was stunned, and he clicked on the report sent by his system panel: "The reason has been found out. In order to adapt to the customs of this world, the Ministry of the Interior used the propaganda during the land reform that this land is the land of the blood monarch. The Blood Sovereign distributes land to all owners free of charge.
This should be why you suddenly received a huge amount of worship. "
She looked sorry: "It's not to blame them. I also agree with this plan. I didn't expect such a problem with this propaganda method at the time. I immediately ordered a change."
With that said, she will issue an order to correct the propaganda.
It's just that publicity is easy. After the publicity, it is definitely not possible to forcibly improve what the people already believe in.
"no need."
Zhao Shi suddenly said, a strange color appeared on his face, his index finger was raised lightly, a blood net enveloped his body, and the violent blood sword and sword intent filled all directions.
Although the sword intent was extremely restrained, Sun Yue's face couldn't help but turned white, feeling that his body was surrounded by a sea of ​​blood, and a flower was in front of him.
She seemed to appear in a vast and boundless sea of ​​blood, with huge waves tumbling, and waves of sword aura like tides flying in the sky from time to time, with the horror meaning that nothing can be killed and everything is dead.
"Great and benevolent blood monarch!"
"Your throne will be held high above the stars!"
A murmur suddenly appeared in the waves of the pure and immaculate blood. A peasant with blond hair and blue eyes and a high nose, wearing a rough linen blouse bowed to the sky. There were males and females. The number was extremely large.
Behind them is the vast land. A human being with black hair and black eyes with a faint red light on his body chants a name from time to time, and assigns a measured land to a family.
"That red devil from hell, my Kevin family will definitely get revenge. Sooner or later these evil and dirty things will return to their hell."
"My Del family cursed you, the devil, the God of Light will surely destroy you."
Among the voices praising gratitude in the blockbuster, a series of gray and black substances also pounced with resentment. Their number is very small compared to the golden light of faith, only about one thousandth of the size.
Their colors are thicker, and they gather together, arranging the golden light of the surrounding beliefs and occupying a place.
But whether it is a golden faith with gratitude and worship, or a gray-black curse of resentment, it makes no difference to the immortal cultivator. It is the ‘poison of incense and red dust’, the existence of the evil Daoji.
The golden and filthy aura reached the sea of ​​blood, and met the red swords flying in the sky, quietly turning some red sword aura into another red.
Yes, although they are all red, all creatures can clearly feel that they are completely different.
A red color, pure and flawless, with personal will as the bone, mana as flesh and blood, and it is the enemy of the world.
The other kind of red, seemingly pure red, but when you look carefully, its sword body changes every moment. Various red layers are layered and interwoven to form a sword of killing.
Although consent is killing, the first type of red represents the uniqueness of one universe, and it is impossible to find an individual's mind that is exactly the same from soul to body in another place. It represents the individual's killing, freedom, mobility, and weighing.
The second kind of red is a collection of tens of thousands of killing desires. It is crazy, it roars, and it doesn't stop all the time. It wants to kill everything in front of you, everything that is obstructing, without stopping.
Its desires are very mixed. In addition to the killing that accounts for the largest proportion, there are many things. There is a desire for beauty, a hatred of the enemy, a joy for a lover, a love for children, everything, everything is unbearable. , The collection is even more foul than the most filthy mud pit.
"cut!"
An icy voice sounded, a red sword air was assimilated by the golden holy power, torn apart by the gray-black curse, and finally ushered in the roar and anger of the sea of ​​blood.
In the red sea water, a real flying sword rose up, tearing the deteriorating flying sword to pieces, and clearing the overflowing black and gray curse.
The blood sea world was empty, but before it calmed down again, a large wave of golden aspirations mixed with black and gray aspirations came to the blood sea world again, and the intensity was even stronger than before.
The blood sea world roared, once again shredding these aspirations, the blood wave tumbling, more red flying swords leaped into the sky, the red sword aura in the sky was like clouds and mist, clearing all the alien powers that appeared.
However, in the distance, the golden light of the desire of countless people who carried the blockbuster hits again, people are immortal, and faith is endless.
When the blood dissipated, Sun Yue returned to reality and saw Zhao Shi with joy.
There was a bright light in Zhao Shi's eyes: "Sun Yue, I have found a way to hone the sword intent at all times. If it lasts for a hundred years, I have the hope to kill the heavenly kings of the same rank with the sword intent."