All Heavens Gou Xian

Chapter 840

Ah Meng opened her mouth, gave up the human argument, and turned to another question that is close to God: "It is human beings who are not crazy, so extraordinary must be crazy?"

"In a world where the underlying rules are full of chaos, distortion, and madness, being extraordinary means becoming a monster that can collapse at any time. Even a true god cannot escape madness."

Luo Feng smiled and said: "Believers need to form an anchor of faith to fix themselves and avoid madness. You have the memory of Amon, so you should be clear."

"Then what about the Creator?" Ah Meng said solemnly, "Is he also crazy?"

The Creator that Ah Meng spoke of was not the ancient Sun God, but the original Creator who fell asleep after creating the universe, and whose body transformed into source matter and extraordinary characteristics.

He is the pinnacle of all extraordinary things, and the source of the essence. If even the Creator, the Creator, cannot avoid falling into madness, then this universe is too hopeless.

"Hehe, the original creator." Luo Feng smiled mysteriously and said meaningfully: "The true god needs believers as anchors to fix itself and avoid madness. If the creator is crazy, what does he need?"

"If the original creator recovers, do you want to be crazy, or do you want to be sober."

Ah Meng stood in place as if struck by lightning, her expression fluctuated on a large scale for the first time, as if she understood something, she muttered to herself, "We are all anchors."

From the extraordinary in Sequence 9 to demigods, to angels, to true gods, to the old days, the madness they bear comes from the original, and the extraordinary comes from the original, digesting the original madness, becoming a part of the original, and becoming his anchor.

"It's not mastery, it's digestion."

"It's not digging, it's acting."

"The name of the potion is not only a symbol, but also an image, and even the 'key' to digestion."

Luo Feng tapped on the blue tiles of the eaves, played a rhythmic ditty, and said leisurely: "I have explained everything at the beginning. The person who first proposed the acting method must have been in contact with Yuanyuan. Is it Tianzun or God? Or Some kind of lucky and unlucky fellow."

Fortunately, he can contact the Creator, but unfortunately, the Creator is a bit perverted, and this universe is not normal.

In the normal universe of gods and spirits, it is a great destiny for mortals to contact the Creator. It is not surprising to become a majesty of divine power or even a majesty of force by virtue of the turning of the historical trend.

In this universe, it is normal for mortals to become a pool of twisted and wriggling blood clots and viscous and crazy tentacles when they come into contact with the Creator.

Ah Meng took a deep breath, digested a lot of information, tried her best to suppress something and asked, "What about you?"

Luo Feng laughed and said, "I told you a long time ago, I am an Outer God."

Just as innate and congenital are different, outer gods and outer gods are also different.

"It's a bit far away." Maybe it's because the amount of information today is a bit large, but Ah Meng actually learned to joke.

Luo Feng said seriously: "Gods not born in the universe and earth of our own side can be called foreign gods. There is no mistake in understanding it literally."

"You are so humorous." Ah Meng said calmly
"What's the difference between a person who doesn't understand humor and a curly-haired baboon?" Luo Feng shook his head, the tune at his fingertips changed to a rhythm, cheerful and passionate, reminiscent of youth and beauty.

Ah Meng felt a little bit, and found a fragment of the ancient sun god from his memory, his expression changed slightly, and he asked: "Does this song have a name?"

The ancient sun god liked art songs and often displayed them, but never mentioned their names, origins, backgrounds, and were unwilling to touch things from the old era.

"You can call it Katyusha." Luo Feng smiled slightly, humming a unique tune, as if returning to the country where he could fight polar bears.

"Расцветалия блонии груши..."

Ah Meng was fascinated for a while, and listened carefully, so on the eaves in the early morning, a foreign god dared to make friends, a saint dared to learn, and a piece of music descended on the planet again across several epochs.

The flag that was sung in the past is deeply buried, and the notes that are flying today have not yet jumped.Everything is brewing in silence.

The Extraordinary not only strengthened the body, but also strengthened the mental power. After a while, Ah Meng learned a song well.

"Not bad, not bad." After listening quietly, Luo Feng smiled happily and applauded generously with both hands: "After learning this, you are a qualified Ah Meng, and you will be of great use in the future."

Ah Meng showed a puzzled expression cooperatively, what's the use?What is the use of a song that does not involve any extraordinary knowledge? !

Luo Feng smiled without saying a word, hummed a folk tune, and strolled away: "Go home and have a look, often go home and have a look..."

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Compared with the extraordinary secrets of the Eastern Continent, the Three Saints of the Western Continent are much more open and aboveboard. On the one hand, they are official organizations, and on the other hand, the talismans come from the source quality.

Power comes from source quality, and pollution also comes from source quality. High sequence may be risky, but middle and low sequence are rarely polluted, which is much higher than the demons who swallow potions raw.

Therefore, the conferment of the three saints is regarded by the people of the Western Continent as a matter of carp jumping over the dragon's gate and honoring the ancestors. It is not forbidden to watch the ceremony, but it is like a festival promotion, encouraging believers to come and worship the three saints.

In the altar, there are statues where the three saints live. They are not human bodies, but symbols.

When the altar was opened to teach the scriptures, under the guidance of the ceremonial scripture master and the banners and banners, the Taoist priests who gave the scriptures welcomed the three great figures in the mansion, walked up to the confession case, and took their seats one by one.

The head of the three was a woman, she was wearing a plain white Taoist robe, her long hair fell down her shoulders, and she had a beautiful face.Only the pure white color of the pupils gives people an air of illusory and unpredictable fate.

On the left is an elderly and fat old man with a very kind face, wearing a white academic uniform with many patterns of electrical refrigerators on it.

On the right is a majestic man about 1.8 meters tall, with a serious face, watching the core order of the audience.

The Taoist monastery, the school palace, and the royal family are three pillars, and they are also an alliance dedicated to the three saints.

When the female crown in white raised her hand, a courteous official played music, singing, drums, bells, and gongs, all converging into a strange rhythm.

He shouted: "A scorching fire can burn all things, but where does the fire exist when things die? The Tao of one breath can destroy all things, and where is the Tao when things die?"

The following disciples who were about to confer the talisman had already been prepared, and replied according to the rehearsal: "It is life and death, and they gather and disperse at once. There is no life or death, but people plan to call life and death."

"My life and death are like the hand of a horse, like the wings of an ox, there is nothing at all, and there will be nothing again!"

Between a question and an answer, the source quality began to answer prayers.

The ceremonial officer on one side put it on, chicken blood, lamb bones, lard, swan feathers... many spiritual items as the medium.

Between the fluctuations, only disciples who have insight into the spiritual world can feel it. According to the sympathetic gods, the lighting levels are different, and the karma maps above are lit up one after another, feedback the source quality, and finally step into the extraordinary road.

Zhang Zhixuan has already stepped into the extraordinary, and then turned to spy on the spirit world, a wave of manipulation reversed cause and effect.

It is comparable to a detective divination to find out the truth, and then deduce the process in reverse.

Between the lukewarm, there were thirty disciples in the audience, all sympathetic gods, with high and low grades, which symbolized the degree of Yuanzhi's favor for them, and some symbolized their future authority in Yuanzhi.

Zhang Zhixuan chose to sympathize with one of the seventh-rank Shougong Huang Lingshen, which belongs to the God of the Key of Light.

Just like the talismans awarded in the past, there were no accidents, and everyone was a loyal disciple of the Taoist Academy.

The female crown in white scanned the audience and nodded with satisfaction: "All disciples come forward and grant the Ninth Grade Taiyi Immortal Sand Resurrection Talisman."

With the sound of the female crown in white, streams of light descended from the sky and quickly landed on the square, tightly linking the disciples who conferred the talisman with the source quality.

From this moment on, they can often hear voices that others cannot hear, see things that others cannot see, so that they can occasionally glimpse pictures of the future, and have a keen intuitive premonition of danger.

Relying on intuition again and again, he came back from the dead, hence the name Huanhunlu.

Different from the difficulties of taking potions, granting talismans, supernatural powers and magical methods come in an instant, and there is even little risk of contamination.

However, Zhang Zhixuan savored the difference carefully. The talisman granted by the source quality can be taken back by the source quality and the higher-level scribes at any time, and a certain amount of interest must be charged whether it is actively recovered or passively recovered.

This interest, the Taoist monastery calls it Hedao, to fit the Dao with the body and return to the source essence.

Regarding the Taoist system and the sequence of mentors, Zhang Zhixuan had a sense of understanding in his heart, and he needs to use the tiger skin of the Taoist temple to walk his own extraordinary road in the next road.

This kind of concealment will last until Sequence 5, because athletes need rituals, they need a movement.

(End of this chapter)