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Chapter 105 The Power of Incense Offerings, Faith is Poisonous
The establishment of the Martyrs' Shrine by the dynasty was not only intended to commemorate the meritorious deeds of the soldiers who died in battle to save the people.

At the same time, we also want to try to give those souls a real anchor point, to anchor and stabilize their mental state, so that they are not quickly eroded and assimilated by divine power.

After all, between a conscious soul and an unconscious puppet, a dynasty values ​​a conscious soul more.

When Yunbing, the first conscious soul, entered the Dynasty's consciousness space, he already had some ideas.

However, his current level of power is still somewhat low, and many of his ideas can only remain ideas at present.

However, this did not prevent him from making some preparations in advance.

And the final result was indeed as the dynasty had predicted: after the soul power of those militia members merged with the names on those memorial tablets, it drew upon and transformed the surrounding spiritual power.

That sacred yet iron-blooded red power immediately fed back into the dynasty's consciousness space through some unseen connection.

At this moment, Wang Chao could sense that if he did not wish, he could completely sever this power and prevent it from entering the consciousness space.

However, that was the dynasty's goal, so he naturally wouldn't prevent it from entering.

After that red power entered the dynasty's consciousness space, it immediately descended upon the People's Salvation Army soldiers who had died in battle in Qinzhou.

Or rather, it descended upon the heavenly realm above them.

Their souls are too fragile; even the incense offerings that rightfully belong to them are too much for them to bear in a short time.

Therefore, the descending forces instinctively converged on the Heavenly Realm.

"buzzing"

In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled violently, and the dark red, iron-blooded aura began to change little by little under the influence of that red power.

The dark red gradually lightened, taking on a touch of holiness. It was different from the surrounding divine power, carrying a clear purpose and belonging to the army that was saving the people.

Furthermore, they were transformed and refined by the soul power attached to the names of the Salvation Army, and then transformed by the Heavenly Status.

Not only has it become more mystical, but its erosion and assimilation of the soul has also weakened to almost nothing.

Although it is still far inferior to spiritual power in terms of purity and refinement.

However, it subtly surpasses spiritual power in stabilizing the soul's consciousness.

However, it is not without side effects, just much weaker.

As time goes by, they will gradually lean towards the image of the militia soldiers that people imagine: upright, fearless, and indomitable.

This is probably what they mean by "faith being toxic."

Unless they can elevate their own spiritual will and transform and condense their own immortal core before these powers of faith and incense completely erode and deviate from their will.

Only in this way can one avoid being swayed or deviated from one's own mind and consciousness by those beliefs and incense offerings.

At this moment, the celestial aura that had begun to turn red began to droop with strands of red light.

Gradually, the souls of those numerous Salvation Army soldiers were tinged with red, blooming with streaks of crimson.

At first, no one noticed.

But as time went on, the dark color on everyone's bodies gradually faded, and the red became more and more obvious.

"Huh? Sanshui, the divine light around you seems a little different."

The faint radiance that descended from the heavens and covered everyone was called divine light by the souls of the Salvation Army.

After all, this was a world created by their leader, a world akin to the legendary celestial realm.

The power that protects their souls is naturally divine power, and the light that envelops them is naturally divine light.

The heavenly status created and evolved by the leaders, and which is connected to their souls, is also called, "divinity."

As people began to notice the unusual nature of the soul of a soldier who died saving the militia in Qinzhou, more and more people discovered their differences.

"Indeed, the divine light emanating from you has changed."

Finally, after comparing them, everyone discovered that those whose divine light had changed were all soldiers from the Qinzhou army who died saving the people.

They became more sacred and majestic, and their souls became more solid. At first glance, they seemed to be living people, unlike others whose bodies were transparent and illusory.

Only upon close observation can one discern the true, illusory state of their souls.

How did you all change like this?

Some people asked with a hint of envy and jealousy.

After all, it's obvious to anyone with eyes that making the body more solid is definitely a good change, and they naturally hope to experience the same change in themselves.

"I do not know."

Those who died in battle to save the militia in Qinzhou shook their heads in bewilderment when asked.

However, they seemed to have a connection with somewhere.

However, they could not clearly sense it; they only vaguely felt that some kind of power was flowing continuously from there.

Then, that power, through the transformation of their celestial status, gradually merged into their bodies, making their bodies gradually become more solid.

"Sniff."

Just as everyone was bewildered and didn't know what was happening, suddenly someone sniffed hard and approached the soul of a Qinzhou Salvation Army soldier.

Upon seeing his appearance, the militia members who were approaching him couldn't help but shudder and quickly took two steps back.

"What are you going to do?"

His actions caused the surroundings to fall silent instantly.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the group also retreated several steps, leaving an open space, leaving only the militia member who was sniffing something awkwardly behind.

Looking at the people around him, he couldn't help but blush.

Perhaps influenced by the instinctive consciousness carried by the soul, changes in their emotions can also affect the color of their soul.

"You...you guys...what's with those expressions? It's not what you think."

The man clearly understood what everyone meant, and he was speechless with anger.

"Oh~!? What were you doing just now?"

Looking at the expressions of disbelief on everyone's faces.

"I just smelled a fragrance on you." "On us? A fragrance?"

"We're all grown men."

Halfway through his sentence, the man suddenly realized what he was saying, stared blankly at the speaker, then looked down at himself and his companions, and also took a deep sniff.

Then he was surprised to find that he seemed to have a faint fragrance on his body.

It should be noted that they are currently in a soul state, and theoretically they should not be able to smell anything.

Since they arrived here, they haven't smelled anything for a long time. They don't need to eat or drink, they don't need to breathe, and they can't smell or taste anything.

However, at this moment, he could smell the fragrance again, which was incredible.

In fact, after the person who reminded him earlier, not only did he realize it, but everyone else did as well.

They first glanced at the man, then looked at the Qinzhou Salvation Army, and gathered around, sniffing intently.

Gradually, everyone showed expressions of shock, including the Qinzhou Salvation Army.

They seemed to have a very faint fragrance about them.

"This smells so familiar, what is it again?"

"This seems to be the smell of fragrance."

Someone looked thoughtful and hesitated before speaking.

The fragrance was too faint and not exactly the same, so he couldn't be sure for the time being.

"What does it smell like? Of course we know it smells good, but the question is, what kind of smell is it?"

"No, I mean, it's the smell of incense, the smell of burning incense, candles, and paper money."

"Hmm~, now that you mention it, it does seem to be true."

"Yes, yes, that's right, that's the smell of incense."

"Then why do they smell fragrant?"

After determining the scent, everyone became puzzled again.

One of the older members of the militia, probably in his thirties or forties, suddenly spoke up, seemingly lost in thought.

"Do you think this might be a memorial service for comrades who died in the battle of Qin Prefecture?"

"Ah~? A sacrificial ceremony? That makes some sense."

But why only commemorate the People's Salvation Army of Qin Prefecture?

"I think I roughly know the reason."

Another person spoke up.

"What is it?"

"Number, the number of deaths."

"How to say?"

"The number of our comrades who died in the battle of Qinzhou was far too many, more than two hundred. This is the worst casualty our People's Salvation Army has ever suffered since we merged with the Heavenly Realm."

Therefore, the leader performed a large-scale sacrifice.

"Hmm? That does make some sense."

"But... does that mean we won't be sacrificed just because we lost a small number in a single battle?"

"lead them"

Some felt a sense of resentment and disappointment; they were all soldiers under the same leader, so how could the leader show favoritism?

"Hehe, how could that be?"

How could the leader have forgotten us? It just takes some time.”

In fact, when the proposal to build the Qinzhou Martyrs' Shrine was put forward, the dynasty had already thought of the other soldiers who died in battle.

Regardless of whether he could achieve his ultimate goal, he planned to build shrines for martyrs in various places to commemorate and honor the fallen soldiers of the People's Salvation Army.

Now that his goal can be achieved to some extent, he should push it forward even more vigorously.

It's just that the Martyrs' Shrine in Qinzhou was the first to be started and completed.

In another three to five days, or ten days or so, the other martyrs' shrines will be completed one after another.

At that time, people will naturally hold a memorial service for the fallen soldiers who sacrificed their lives to save the people.

However, because there were too many places, the dynasty was overwhelmed and naturally could not manage them all.

At most, when they complete the ritual, the dynasty will extract the power and energy of the souls of the militia and integrate it into the names of the memorial tablets through spiritual power, thus establishing a connection between the two parties.

The dynasty even decided that in every subsequent battle, a shrine would be built in the local area to commemorate all the fallen soldiers of the Salvation Army.

Furthermore, he plans to build an even larger shrine to martyrs in Xi'an, where the Shaanxi Provincial Administration Commission is located, where all the People's Salvation Army soldiers who sacrificed their lives in the Shaanxi Provincial Administration Commission will have a place.

Every year, a large-scale sacrificial ceremony is held.

As the saying goes, the most important matters of state are sacrifice and war.
It will be essential to hold a memorial service at the Martyrs' Shrine in the future.

After the sacrificial ceremony, the dynasty returned to Lintao Prefecture, as it was closest to the Great Wall border.

According to historical records that the dynasty saw in later generations, the border troops and the Later Jin Tartars outside the Great Wall should have been his main targets for future defense.

As for the officials and soldiers in the interior of the Ming Dynasty, apart from a few famous generals and their armies, the dynasty generally did not take the rest of the people and their armies seriously.

These people are now mostly not in high positions or commanding troops.

It doesn't exist, at least not in Shaanxi.

Meanwhile, in eastern Shaanxi, the newly appointed Shaanxi governor and military commander-in-chief, Li Qiao, seemed to have become engrossed in playing with Wang Er and appeared to have no intention of attacking the militia.

As for Sichuan in the south, the only thing that concerned him was probably Qin Liangyu, who had formed the White-Spear Army.

However, given the long and arduous journey from Shizhu Pacification Commissioner in Sichuan to Shaanxi, and the lack of an imperial decree from Emperor Chongzhen, it was highly unlikely that she would march north to attack them.

(End of this chapter)