Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

Moreover, the Saint Lady actually recognized such an uninvited guest and made him the Holy Son of Tianyuan?

Not to mention that the believers couldn't understand it, even the students of Tai Academy couldn't accept it. They felt that everything was beyond their expectations.

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On the precious chariot heading towards higher places.

Hong Yingxue stared at Anle intently, with countless words hidden in her heart, but she couldn't speak them out.

She really wanted to know what Anle had experienced in the past three years.

Why did he hide his real name and act under the identity of Lu Bin?

Why did he appear at the Great Ceremony of the Gods and take away the qualification of the Son of Tianyuan?

At this moment, countless eyes are staring at them, and any abnormal behavior may lead to Anle's identity being exposed.

Others may not know, but Hong Yingxue knows it very well. Anle has no respect for the gods at all. If the priests and believers knew that an unfaithful person had become the Son of Tianyuan, the situation would not be resolved even if he was the National Master Wuxu.

Anle said softly: "It doesn't matter, everything will be over soon."

Hong Yingxue didn't understand this sentence, but the ominous premonition in her heart became stronger.

As the chariot ascended the Chengtian Pagoda, the great priest Yuan Feng said in a loud voice: "The Great Ceremony of the Gods has officially begun!"

hum-

Then, the entire Chengtian Tower began to tremble, divine sounds rang out, and rays of light surged, as if countless gods and men were singing in the light.

Listening to such beautiful music, the minds of many believers became peaceful unconsciously, and emotions such as surprise and anger disappeared.

Their consciousness seemed to be connected together through this divine sound, converging into a huge force of will.

Around the people, one wide screen of light after another appeared, allowing them to see the scene at the top of Chengtian Tower, the stairs leading to the altar, and those magnificent and mysterious divine texts clearly.

Seeing this scene, the believers who were listening to the divine sound and bathing in the divine light were moved to tears and felt that they had no regrets in their lives.

But at this moment, a harsh noise suddenly appeared in the divine sound.

"I will judge God's sins right here!"

Chapter 334: There is no more Chengtian Tower!

When everyone heard the voice, their faces suddenly changed and they looked around for the source of the voice.

Such remarks would be considered treason even under normal circumstances, let alone at such a solemn moment as the great ceremony of the gods.

Soon, people discovered that the source of the sound was none other than the light curtain instruments responsible for projection and sound transmission.

However, at this moment, the images on the light screens were distorted and transformed into a scene that was not inside Chengtian Tower.

The man who appeared in the picture was known to everyone in the Great Zhou. Even young children had seen his portrait and knew his deeds.

"National Master Wuxu!"

Seeing the handsome face in the light curtain, someone asked in surprise: "He is still alive?"

Compared to the words that judged the gods, this incident shocked people even more.

Among the people of the Great Zhou, who has not received the kindness of National Master Wuxu?

Without talking about the calculation method of Wanxiangshu or Xuantianlun, just the matter of Zhenyang Stone is enough to make countless people grateful for the contribution made by Anle.

The reason why he was posthumously named the Imperial Master was not only because of the Zhou emperor's remembrance, but also because of the people's support.

But now, this person who should have died three years ago has suddenly re-entered people's attention in this way.

"This is not a real-time projection, but a pre-recorded image!"

"Perhaps someone has disguised himself as the Imperial Master Wuxu and is using his identity to act."

The crowd near Chengtian Tower was buzzing with discussion, mostly questioning. Someone whispered, "National Master Wuxu is dead after all..."

The picture on the screen did not stop because of their conversation. Anle on it looked forward with sadness in his eyes and spoke seriously.

"People of the Great Zhou, I must tell you a truth—"

"Unfortunately, the gods have deceived us."

His voice was not loud, but it sounded like a huge bell in people's hearts, awakening them.

"The so-called gods and faith are just lies from the beginning to the end!"

As soon as these words were spoken, it seemed as if the entire Yujing City had quieted down and fell into an eerie silence.

However, the next second, the crowd was in an uproar, and a believer murmured, "What is Master Wuxu talking about? How can gods and faith be lies? He is blaspheming!"

"No, this person is not Master Wuxu at all. He is trying to tarnish his reputation!"

The priests of Chengtian Tower were furious. A similar light curtain appeared around them. One of them immediately shouted, "Quickly stop the sound transmission device and turn off the light curtain!"

"My lord, this is bad. The magic weapon... is out of control!"

Many priests tried their best but were unable to shut down the nearby light curtain. Even destroying the magic tools in Chengtian Tower was of no avail.

A priest said angrily: "It must be the work of the Imperial Academy!"

At this time, Anle's words continued.

"You may be curious about where I have been in the past three years. Now I will tell you that I went to another world in the darkness. It is the other side of the Great Wilderness. There is also a dynasty there, and its name is - Daxia!"

He stretched out his hand, and the picture on the screen changed again. Scenes of Daxia appeared one after another. The people, monks, and cities in them were all lifelike and realistic.

Using the innate Qi to recreate these scenes is undoubtedly a waste of talent, but it allows people to see the appearance of Daxia more clearly.

At the same time, Anle's voice came through the light curtain.

"What we thought were dark demons were not real monsters, but living people just like us!"

"Similarly, in their eyes, we have become ugly and terrifying extraterritorial demons."

As his words rang out, the light screen showed the people of Great Zhou from the perspective of the Great Xia people. Those hideous and terrifying images frightened everyone present.

The truth revealed by Anle made people extremely shocked.

These truths were so shocking that they completely overturned their cognition.

If someone else said this, I'm afraid no one would believe it, but that was National Master Wuxu, why would he lie to them?

Some people vaguely guessed what Anle was going to say next, but they didn't dare to think about it.

Anle sighed, "Yes, it was the gods above us who created the blood feud between us and Daxia!"

A magnificent temple appeared on the light curtain. Many Daxia believers came here to make pilgrimages one after another. High up in the temple, sat a statue with a gentle and peaceful appearance, seemingly looking down on all living beings with compassion, but in the depths of its eyes, there was only indifference and coldness.

Someone realized the meaning behind this picture and murmured, "Why are there statues of gods in Daxia? There are obviously no such grand temples in Dazhou."

"Could it be that... the gods don't only belong to the Great Zhou?"

This scene was far more convincing than the previous Daxia and the "Extraterritorial Demon". It was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts.

There were quite a few smart people among the monks. With just a few words and the pictures shown by Anle, they realized the horrifying truth.

The commotion among the crowd spread rapidly in all directions like a tide, and became increasingly intense.

"It's fake, it must be fake!"

A priest shouted, "This Wuxu Imperial Master is fake, and the image on the screen is also fake!"

"A god would never do such a thing! Smash all those magical instruments and don't let him deceive the people any more!"

Among the people present, quite a few were extremely devout believers. Their belief in the gods was like being brainwashed. They did not want to think deeply about the reasons behind it and just wanted to destroy the magic weapon that created the light curtain.

At this time, the students of Tai Academy stood up and guarded those magical weapons.

"Gentlemen, wake up!"

"The gods are our enemies!"

Some believers also thought deeply about what Anle said, and their mentality collapsed, crying and laughing: "God, haha, God..."

Soon, the entire Yujing City was in chaos, with large and small fights breaking out.

At the same time, high up in the Chengtian Tower, many priests also looked bewildered, their previous joy and excitement vanished.

"Master Wuxu, is what you said true?"

The high priest Yuan Feng had a gloomy face. He walked straight to Hong Yingxue and said, "You must go up to the altar now and continue to preside over the great ceremony of the gods. You must apologize to the gods and ask for their forgiveness."

Hong Yingxue was distraught. After hearing those words, she was shocked the most.

If everything Anle said was true, then wouldn't her entire life be a joke?

"Hmm? Where did that Tianyuan Saint go?"

Yuanfeng frowned deeply. Anle, who was previously on the chariot, suddenly disappeared.

"quiet!"

Suddenly, a loud shout like thunder rang out.

The sound waves spread out, drowning out all the noise in the city and causing the melee in Yujing City to pause for a while.

Next to the crowd, the picture on the light curtain changed again, turning into the white jade staircase at the top of Chengtian Tower. The light of the entire Chengtian Tower was reflected by it, magnificent and gorgeous.

And at the top of the stairs, under the vast blue sky and white clouds, there stood a monk.

His robes fluttered, his appearance was unparalleled and he had an indomitable and unwavering temperament. All the glory around him seemed to be a foil.

Just standing there, he was like a sword unsheathed, able to pierce even the sky.

A priest exclaimed, "National Master Wuxu!"

Anle looked solemn and said solemnly: "As the Grand Master of the Great Zhou Dynasty, I am here to pronounce judgment on the sins of the gods!"

This area is the most densely populated area of ​​projection instruments. Their original purpose was to allow believers to witness the coming of miracles, but now it has fulfilled Anle's final judgment.

Everyone in Yujing City saw this scene and felt huge waves of shock in their hearts.

Who throughout history has had the courage to judge the gods?

Anle continued to speak loudly.

"The first sin of the gods is hypocrisy!"

"The gods deceived the world with darkness, causing endless wars between the Great Zhou and the Great Xia, with blood flowing like a river and countless people dying in the war. However, they promoted the reputation of being benevolent and kind, and called themselves the protector of the Great Zhou."

"The gods control the minds of their believers, modifying people's wills and using them for their own purposes. How hypocritical!"

He stretched out his hand, and the Zhenyang Stone suddenly decomposed and reorganized into a long sword.

A divine light flashed in Anle's eyes, and he swung his sword towards the altar.

hum-

The numerous divine inscriptions on the altar lit up, and the loud divine language suddenly resounded throughout the Chengtian Tower, awakening the deaf!

A hazy shadow appeared in the light, with a sacred and powerful aura, but after the sword flashed, it shattered with a loud bang.

In an instant, the sacred text dimmed, and many tiny cracks appeared on the altar, and it began to crumble.

But in mid-air, several figures of priests came flying towards them.

These people are die-hard fans of the gods, and nothing can shake their faith.

Anle's voice never stopped: "The second is greed!"

"The gods are greedy and will endlessly seize the resources of Da Zhou and Da Xia, harvesting faith and lives, until the whole world is left with only cold and dead silence."

He swung the sword a second time.

The priests only saw a dazzling flash of sword light before their eyes, and then they saw their headless bodies falling down, with the cut surface as smooth as a mirror, extremely flat.

"What a fast sword..."

After this thought came to his mind, the priest's consciousness fell into eternal darkness.

At the same time, the altar was completely cut open by a sword, shattered and fell from a great height.

There was also a very long sword mark left on the white jade staircase, almost cutting it in half.

Anle stayed in mid-air, and after slashing out with two swords, his momentum continued to rise, and it seemed that no one could resist his sharp sword intent.

At this time, Yuan Feng appeared in front of him.

Anle didn't even look at him, and there was anger in his voice when he announced the verdict.