Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 105 God

"Not necessarily?" Xu Zheng retorted.

"Before I came into contact with supernatural events, I always thought that demons and gods were fake things. But now that even ghosts have appeared, why can't there be immortal cultivators?"

There are legends about gods and ghosts in every country in the world. In the past, no one paid much attention to them and just regarded them as the imagination of our ancestors.

In recent times, ghosts have appeared frequently, and many people have once again thought of these legends.

At least as far as Xu Zheng knows, there are even dedicated people in the headquarters who are responsible for studying these things, hoping to find the source of the ghosts and ways to solve the supernatural.

"Although there are many rumors about demons, ghosts, gods and strangers in this world, according to my father's research, most of the mythological stories are only based on the ghost controllers in ancient times." Yue Linhai said with a smile.

He was not tired of Xu Zheng's refutation. On the contrary, he even enjoyed the process of refuting other people's ideas.

It would be even better if Zhang Qian could be made to fall into self-doubt. It’s interesting to think about it.

For this reason, Yue Linhai made no bones about it: "The various methods of ghost control are indeed magical in the eyes of ordinary people, and it is normal for them to be widely spread after being beautified. Among them, the stories that are more widely spread and have a far-reaching influence have changed in various ways. After fusion, it becomes the myth you see."

"These myths and stories can only indirectly prove that supernatural beings have been in this world longer than we thought, but they cannot prove the existence of monks."

Even many gods have prototypes, but they have disappeared in the river of history, leaving only a few real gods immortal.

"Exquisite?"

Zhang Qian couldn't help but ask, "There are only written records of mythical stories. How did the ghost masters during the Republic of China check their authenticity? Can anyone see the past thousands of years ago from the Republic of China?"

"Haha, seeing the past thousands of years ago. Don't tell me, there are really people who can do it."

Yue Linhai seemed to regret, "It's a pity that when he peeked into the past, he encountered some unspeakable beings. Not only did he cut out his eyes on the spot, but he also kept silent from then on, and disappeared from the world not long after."

"But even if he wasn't dead then, he should be soon now."

"So, everything is just your conjecture? Even if there is an unknown existence blocking the past, it doesn't prove that he is not a cultivator, right?" Zhang Qian asked in return.

Even if that existence is really a ghost controller, it does not prevent the existence of monks at the same time.

Just like in modern times, although most extraordinary beings are ghost controllers, Zhang Qian still became a monk.

"Yes, so after the supernatural powers gradually subsided, my father and some other characters began to visit various places based on the concept of verification. On the one hand, they wanted to solve the remaining supernatural powers, and on the other hand, they wanted to collect various clues from ancient times."

Yue Linhai sighed, "They did find something that is enough to prove everything I said before. That is to say, this discovery cannot be publicized, otherwise it will be enough to change the pattern of the supernatural circle."

"What exactly did they find?" Zhang Qianzhui asked.

Obtaining information about the Republic of China and the monks at the same time, double happiness and double enjoyment, and it was paid for nothing, really made him excited.

"You seem to be in a hurry..." Yue Linhai narrowed his eyes.

Zhang Qian was stunned, as if he had been exposed.

Is this guy not telling you on purpose?

According to Yue Linhai's character, half-appetizing words seem like something he can do.

Fortunately, Yue Linhai just made a false shot, paused and then continued: "But I still decided to tell you."

He had also thought about whether to stop like this before. There was no way to know the key information, which would definitely make the two people in front of him uncomfortable for a long time.But after thinking about it, not saying anything now seems to be showing weakness. Maybe Zhang Qian will think that the evidence is fabricated.

In contrast, it is easier to directly throw out evidence to attack Zhang Qian. The concept he has always believed in is false. Normal people should feel despair, right?
"Ah, thank you very much."

Zhang Qian calmed down and said calmly, "If you really find it difficult, I don't have to listen."

"No, you'll definitely want to know."

Yue Linhai adjusted the frame of the glasses on his face, and the lenses flashed a ray of light in the dark illusion.

"After spending a long time, my father finally found the clue he had always wanted to find."

"That is an ancient tomb, a mausoleum belonging to God."

"?"

Xu Zheng's eyes turned into two question marks as he listened to the story. He felt that Yue Linhai's father's steps were a bit too big.

Just now we were looking for clues to the myth, and now we dug up a tomb of a god?

"Is the God you are talking about the God I think of?"

Zhang Qian asked with some uncertainty, "Your father found something, how can you be sure that it is the tomb of a god?"

"Did you find the legendary artifact? Immortal-killing gourd? Golden cudgel? Or fire-tip spear?" Xu Zheng also asked curiously.

"What he discovered was more convincing than anything else."

Yue Linhai seemed to glance at the gloomy dark clouds inadvertently, and said in a low voice, as if he was worried that he would disturb some kind of existence: "He has found a real god."

As soon as he finished speaking, several thunderbolts suddenly flashed among the clouds, as if to warn Yue Linhai not to reveal the secret.

The thunder that resounded through the sky startled the concentrated people. Even Yue Linhai, who had always been calm, did not expect that the movement would be so loud.

Just a glimpse of it gave Yue Linhai a feeling of heart-breaking fear, as if the remaining power of thunder was enough to kill him.

He quietly moved his throat, feeling fear for the first time.

No wonder that old guy has been reluctant to mention the incident to others. It turns out he didn't dare.

"You see, God cannot speak arbitrarily, otherwise it will lead to misfortune."

Zhang Qian looked away from the sky. This warning was not directed at him and Xu Zheng, so he was not as scared as Yue Linhai, but was amazed at the strength of this existence.

If Yue Linhai hadn't directed and acted by himself, his ability to monitor the world and control celestial phenomena would be enough to be called a god.

But if you think about it this way, isn't this god an eavesdropper?
Others can't even reveal information related to Him. This is too overbearing.

"It's really strong."

Zhang Qian nodded, and then retorted, "But this doesn't mean that he is a ghost controller, right? On the contrary, aren't these abilities closer to those of a monk? Thousands of ears and thunder control seem to have nothing to do with ghosts, right? "

"What if my father imprisoned him?" Yue Linhai said in surprise.

(End of this chapter)