Around a lake, a building appeared.
Stone houses, high towers, attics, altars, all in black, can hold tens of thousands of people at least.
Seeing this, ye Zichuan and Li Changye were shocked.
It''s like a tribe, much larger than the buildings they''ve seen before.
But what shocked them even more was that they saw living creatures here.
The building is glowing and covered with brilliance. They can hear the grand sound of sacrifice and the sound of Zen singing. It is ancient and mysterious, with a special rhythm, reverberating between heaven and earth.
The holy light shines everywhere, sprinkles the light and rain all over the sky, and the Milky halo ripples in circles, baptizing people''s body and mind.
Even though separated by a certain distance, both of them were affected. A vague figure was outlined in their heart, which surprised them.
This is the shadow of the gods, like a nightmare. They thought it had been completely erased from their heart, but now it appears again!
"Immortality of gods, eternal glory, ups and downs of heaven, eternal life of my God..."
The sound of sacrifice reverberates between the heaven and the earth, where the light is more and more intense, and the holy light covers all sides, rendering the heaven and the earth transparent.
In a trance, a huge face appeared in the sky, as if the sky was above, covering the whole tribal buildings.
When the terrible majesty came, the world seemed to sink, unable to bear this breath.
With the appearance of this face, the hearts of Ye Zichuan and Li Changye also sink to the bottom.
It''s really a god!
Here is the world opened up by gods, and now, the people of that tribe gather together to worship him and hold a grand sacrifice ceremony.
There are not a few living beings gathered here, at least tens of thousands of them.
In the center of the building, ye Zichuan saw a tall altar, which was higher than they had seen before. It was all made of stone. The historic sites were mottled, and now it was emitting misty brilliance.
"Believe in me, praise my real name, and see eternal life in samsara..."
The sound of the grand bell reverberates, like the whisper of God, which makes all the ways of heaven and earth fluctuate.
This voice with a unique rhythm, like a kind of bewitching, but also like a curse, reverberates in people''s minds, washing people''s spirit and will, making people want to believe him involuntarily.
Around the altar, there was a black crowd.
They all knelt down on the ground, looking devout and solemn, with a sense of fanaticism in their eyes, and constantly worshipped the altar.
They prostrate on the ground, head pestle down, dare not face the sky that dignified face, was deeply shocked.
On the altar, there were several figures.
One of them was wearing a white robe with white hair and beard, and his face was ruddy. The sound of sacrifice and Zen singing came from his mouth. The ancient mantra echoed with blessing.
Milky light in the diffuse, swept the crowd, let everyone show a happy and beautiful smile.
They bathed in this light, only feel the body has become light, like to rise.
This is God''s blessing, is God''s gift to them, can wash away the scars on their bodies, the heart of the haze clean, all evils do not invade, disease does not live.
The sound of sacrifice is becoming more and more grand. Every word sounds like a drum. It resounds in everyone''s heart. There is no other sound except this one between heaven and earth.
Ye Zichuan and Li Changye''s face was flushed at this time, and they resisted this kind of power.
It''s like the sound of demons pouring into their ears, which makes them roar in their minds, smashing and disintegrating their spiritual will.
The Milky light rippled in circles, making them feel comfortable and relaxed. They couldn''t help sleeping.
Under such influence, that kind of magic sound appears to be more terrifying, making them unable to resist.
This kind of power is too strange and terrible. It is forcing people to change their beliefs and planting a brand in their hearts, so that the gods can become the supreme existence in their hearts.
Above the altar, the sacrifice is still going on.
But now it''s a little different. Someone''s on the altar.
These people were wearing moon white robes, including men and women, a total of 10, each very young, at this time with a pilgrimage like look, solemnly and solemnly on the altar.
Their eyes are filled with a strong sense of happiness and beauty. It seems that it is a great honor for them to go to the altar.
This can be seen from the envious eyes of others around the altar.
Because they are the most steadfast believers of the gods, with pure soul, no distractions, and only the gods, they will be selected and have the opportunity to get closer to the gods.
It''s a blessing that can''t be cultivated in a lifetime, and it''s also the place that countless people yearn for most.
Standing on the altar, which is the place closest to God, will receive God''s blessing, will be given the supreme glory.
Boom!
The altar erupted with more brilliant light, the sky and the earth were white, the light and rain fell, the voice of Zen singing covered everything, and the sacrifice reached the climax.
All the people were drowned, they nearly fainted happily, bathed in the glory, had forgotten everything, enjoying the blessing of God, the baptism of God.
Only the most determined believers can get more gifts and a longer life.
The young men and women on the altar have disappeared completely.
They return to the embrace of God, and can always be around God, which is the envy of others.
But for ye Zichuan and Li Changye, it''s like hell now.
The light baptizes them and makes them want to relax and get out of control. Their body and mind are completely open.
This kind of feeling is too comfortable, but at the same time, that kind of magic sound also resounds in their mind.
The figure outlined in the heart is more and more clear, like a seed, deeply buried in their hearts.
This is a real brainwashing, forced to change a person''s beliefs, like the Dharma of Buddhism.
The means of a heavenly creature is not something they can resist at all.
Not even in their heyday, not to mention that their power has been banned.
Just as they struggled to resist, the huge face in the sky suddenly came to this side.
Every living thing believes in him, and he can feel the power of that belief.
But on this side of the hill in the distance, two different breath came.
They were resisting, not producing the power of faith, against his will.
When this look came over, ye Zichuan and Li Changye had a bad feeling. They seemed to be carrying a huge mountain on their backs. The majestic pressure made them almost shudder.