Chapter 5371: Power of faith

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The roar of millions of believers in the Temple of Sorrow at the same time was truly earth-shattering, making even the Temple of Sorrow with an endless area tremble slightly.
In addition, in that bitter temple, I don’t know what it originated from, and the golden light that enveloped the entire bitter temple. Amid the roar of millions of believers, part of the golden light is like ice encountering the sun. Like a block, it gradually began to melt, turning into a trace of golden gas, which curled up and filled the gap.
At this moment, Kuxin and Kuchen, who were sitting in the main hall of the southern auxiliary temple, had always been calm, and their faces with sneers suddenly changed, revealing panic.
Even in the entire suffering temple, all the powerhouses who have reached a certain level of strength, although they don’t know what happened, they still have feelings. They have their faces shocked and hurriedly released their gods and looked at the southern sub-temple. Direction.
Especially in the main temple in the center, under the statue that has been standing for an unknown number of years, a bald man in black sitting cross-legged also opened his eyes and looked at the southern auxiliary temple. Direction.
This bald man in black went to the Hundred Clan Alliance three days ago, hoping to prevent Xuan Yi and the others from attacking Jiang clan. The result was unsuccessful and could only seal the Xuan Yi cultivation base.
Naturally, he is also one of the reincarnations of the Tathagata who was retrieved by the Ku Temple!
At this moment, his divine consciousness clearly saw the big golden tree outside the southern auxiliary temple, and saw the one hundred trembling Jiang Yun.
His face did not show the same surprise as the other strong people in the temple, but also showed a gratified and happy smile, and said to himself: "This false belief should have been broken long ago."
"Good broken, good broken!"
In addition to the bitter temple, those monks from the bitter region who watched the excitement, and tens of thousands of the Jiang clan, naturally saw the abnormality of the millions of believers in the bitter temple, and saw the golden light of the bitter temple disappear.
Although they all knew that it must be caused by Jiang Yun's supernatural powers, they didn't understand how Jiang Yun did it.
The golden light shrouded outside the Temple of Bitterness is not just for good looks, but for powerful defense.
It's like protecting the sect of various forces and protecting the tribe.
Even, its power far exceeds those large formations of other forces.
The suffering temple has been standing here for countless years. Although no one dared to win the suffering temple, occasionally people still want to break into the suffering temple or sneak into the suffering temple.
It is precisely because of the golden light that these monks who are unruly towards the temple cannot enter the temple at all.
According to the Kuomiao, only those who truly believe in the Kumiao and obtain permission from the Kumiao can enter the Kumiao without being blocked by the golden light.
With the golden light, there is no need for the disciples to guard the temple at all.
But at this moment, Jiang Yun didn't touch those golden lights at all. He just attacked millions of believers, and unexpectedly weakened the golden lights. This really caused all the monks to be greatly shocked and confused.
Above the black spear, Grand Ancestor Jiang finally couldn't help it, and asked Jiang Gongwang: "Ancestor, this, what's going on?"
Jiang Gongwang's face also had a look of surprise, and when he heard the grandfather Jiang’s question, he smiled and pointed at the golden light outside the bitter temple:
Those lights seem to be light, but in fact, they are Kind of power."
"Credibility, power of faith!"
"The source of this confidence does not come from the Kuomiao itself, but from these believers in the Kuomiao!"
"The more believers in the temple, the deeper the belief in the temple, the stronger the power of belief in the temple, and the brighter the light!"
Jiang Gongwang didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. His voice was so loud that not only the Jiang clan members could hear it, but also the bitter cultivators who followed the excitement could hear clearly.
And his few simple explanations made many people's faces appear thoughtful.
Although the power of faith is a bit mysterious and not many people have come into contact with it, the level of cultivation in the bitter realm is extremely high, so naturally some people dabble in it.
Jiang Gongwang continued: "The bitter temple is so powerful. It can even be said that the root of its power lies in its many followers."
For this, everyone is also deeply convinced.
The name and status of the entire bitter territory and the bitter temple are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
The temples built by the bitter temple are almost all over the bitter realm.
In every world, not to mention that half of the people are willing to believe in the temple, but even if only one-tenth or even one percent of the people become believers in the temple, then look at the entire territory of the suffering, the believers of the temple Together, the numbers are too large to count.
Jiang Gongwang's voice continued: "These believers, regardless of their level of cultivation, no matter where they are, as long as they truly believe in the temple, the power of their faith will continue to gather here and condense into This light of faith."
Speaking of this, Jiang Gongwang paused, and a cold light appeared in his eyes: "Even, it is the root of the cultivation of certain people in the suffering temple!"
This sentence made everyone in an uproar!
The power of these beliefs comes from at least hundreds of millions of monks, how irritating.
If you can use this power of faith to practice, wouldn't it be equivalent to using the power of hundreds of millions of monks to perfect certain people in the suffering temple?
At this moment, the hearts of most monks were really deeply shocked.
In the past, they only knew that there were so many powerful people in the temple, but they still couldn't understand why there were so many powerful people in the temple.
Now they finally understand.
Everything is because of the power of faith!
Among the crowd, Shi Wuhen sighed leisurely and muttered to himself: "Jiang Gongwang is quite insightful."
"The power of faith and the power of luck, if anyone can master any of them, I am afraid that he can take that crucial step. Now it is above the three."
Jiang Gongwang's voice suddenly exaggerated again: "Although the power of faith is powerful, it is not unbreakable."
"The simplest and most direct way is to smash the beliefs of those believers, which is what my Jiang clan is doing."
At this moment, as if in response to Jiang Gongwang's words, a hundred Jiang Yun suddenly shouted out loudly: "You can even give up your practice in this life, so why bother to cultivate in the next life!"
"You guys, are you still awake!"
To the people around, Jiang Yun’s voice is only somewhat loud, but to the millions of believers in the Temple of Sorrow who are under the golden light of the tree of reincarnation, Jiang Yun’s voice is just like the sound of opening the world and the earth. Thoroughly in their minds, resounding in their souls.
I have painstakingly said that these believers, their belief in the temple of suffering, are already deep in their souls.
Then Jiang Yun, shattered the faith in their souls!
Millions of believers opened their eyes one after another as Jiang Yun's voice fell.
In everyone's eyes, they were at a loss at first, but they soon became clear. They looked at the situation not far away, and their faces showed hatred.
"puff!"
The deity Jiang Yun spouted blood, staggering back a few steps.
The tree of reincarnation, together with all the avatars of reincarnation, and the golden light emitted, all dissipated.
Millions of believers have also regained their freedom.
After they looked at each other, the Fa-ranked emperor suddenly bowed to Jiang Yun with a fist, and said solemnly, "Thank you for waking up!"
Jiang Yun wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth and gave a gift.
After speaking, the law-ranked emperor turned and left.
Although his back was bleak and looked extremely lonely, he walked extremely resolutely.
After him, most of the believers, one by one, hugged Jiang Yun and thanked them, and turned and left.
Jiang Yun, let them see the true face of the temple and shattered their faith, so they thanked Jiang Yun.
But some people, instead of thanking Jiang Yun, gave Jiang Yun a vicious look and left.
Seeing them leaving behind, Jiang Yun remained silent.
Because Jiang Yun didn't know if what he did was right or wrong!
Although he shattered their beliefs, he also shattered one of their dreams.
With this dream, they at least have a sustenance of the soul and the motivation to live,
Now, the dream is broken, no one knows where they will go.
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came from the southern auxiliary temple: "Jiang Yun, I will kill you!"
A figure rushed towards Jiang Yun.
Without waiting for Jiang Yun to react, Jiang Gongwang suddenly sneered, and said loudly: "A gift from the bitter temple, Jiang can't take it for nothing."
"Today, Jiang Gongwang brought the Jiang clan to return the gift."
When the words fell, Jiang Gongwang suddenly stretched out his hand and patted him. The black spear under the Jiang clan suddenly shook, throwing off all the Jiang clan members, turning into a black light and shooting at the suffering temple.
Jiang Gongwang's voice also continued to sound: "In addition, look for the suffering temple and ask for justice."