I, the lord of ghost stories

"This kind of legend may have come from this way."

"It's just a monster that doesn't know the so-called, it's not worth mentioning at all."

"If you really drank Tianri's blood and ate her flesh, even if it was just a drop, the worst monster would immediately become a few big monsters!"

The monster gathers the "fear" of human beings to enhance strength and prolong youth and vitality. The principle is very similar to that of gods.

It's just that fear is fear, fear, mixed and impure, and implies darkness and filth. It is a very impure force.

Absorbing fear for a living will ultimately lead to failure.

That's all, power is power.

But when a person is afraid, how much strength can he dedicate?

Maybe a millionth of a spirit?

Whether it is belief or fear, it is the spiritual power handed over by human beings.

Every mortal's spiritual power is only a little bit, and most of it is self-sustaining.

Qianyu Qianxue once observed the villages that belonged to her belief area.

Every year, believers who believe in the dragon god, from the beginning to the end of the year, accumulate all the ceremonies and worship, and dedicate about one ten thousandth of the power of their souls to her.

This is already a very heavy burden.

It is equivalent to cutting the wrist and releasing hundreds of milliliters of blood.

The full recovery time is very long, about half a year or so.

No amount of devotion can cause damage to the soul, and it is irreversible permanent damage.

Therefore, in this world, faith is very cautious.

There is usually only one shrine in a village, and no gods are worshiped that cannot provide shelter.

It's not just a matter of offering money, but faith actually requires soul power!

Each person can only afford to believe in one god in order to obtain divine protection, even if there is spare power, it is very little.

Worship when you can't see a god, or believe in multiple gods at the same time...

Usually, each person contributes the power of faith in one year, which is equivalent to about one ten-thousandth of a mortal soul.

This is sustainable, and that part of human activities will slowly recover.

She has three towns and sixteen villages, with a total of about [-] believers.

Take an adult human soul as a unit.

The annual income of all belief powers totals about 5.2 to 5.8 units.

Foreign tourists only visit occasionally, praying for temporary shelter, and their contributions are relatively small.

As far as these five units of spiritual power are concerned, less than 10% can be left to her personal control in order to maintain the eternal land, give back to believers, and regulate wind and rain...about 0.5 units, sometimes 0.7 unit.

It took her 400 years to accumulate her divine power.

Therefore, the gods look down on monsters and fear.

If it's a monster, it doesn't eat people, it just spreads its own notoriety, and harvests fear... maybe a million people can accumulate a unit of fear.

Even so, the purely gathered fear still has a lot of impurities, which must be refined and purified. Perhaps the fear of two to three million people can extract the demon power of one person.

To get 200 million copies, it must scare at least 200 million people.

This is too difficult... How many people did Dongying have in its heyday?

What kind of concept is it for a monster to let one percent of the population know its name?

What's more, it's like a horror story, the first time you hear it, it will be scary, and the second time you hear it, the fear will attenuate.

After three or five times, after thirty or fifty repetitions, will you bring up a strange story again and again?

Usually, a strange story spread by a monster can only scare people once or twice.

Unless that monster tirelessly scares 200 million people every year, it can gain the equivalent of one person's spiritual power.

But how is this possible?

Gods, onmyojis, and priests are not all dead...

As for cannibalism, the efficiency is equally low, and if the number is too large, it will immediately attract the suppression of the gods.

Even the wild gods believed in by a village with hundreds of people can easily destroy thousands of demons and ghosts!

Therefore, monsters are lowly, even if they are big monsters, they are not as good as the lowest wild gods.

As for the three major monsters in Japan, their level is actually different. There are also shrines, and they have entered the ranks of wild gods. Although there are not many believers

Wild gods are folk beliefs without official titles.

The famous monster will eventually choose this difficult path, trying to become a god.

According to Qianyu Qianxue's observation, the passing line for a big monster is only about 80 units of spiritual power.

The lowest passing line for a wild god in a village, that is, a wild god who can protect 883 villagers, has a strength of more than 300.

The lowest standard of gods is three hundred times that of ordinary people, and more than four times that of the weakest monster.

Therefore, the so-called "mermaid flesh", a little flesh and blood every day, is powerful enough to turn ordinary monsters into big monsters.

Eight hundred bhikkhunis really have this ability, how can they only have such a little fame?

Inside and outside of Qianyu Qianxue's words, there was a hint of disdain.

"Our knowledge is shallow, please advise, how can we obtain the elixir?"

"You have donated a lot of precious treasures, and you can get the potted plants I planted in Changshi."

"This kind of grass has no name. It is only useful to ordinary people. It can only cure diseases and make up for fatigue losses. As for prolonging life, it cannot be done."

"In the past, people often got sick and died quickly, and they could be cured by chewing a piece, and the disease was cured, so they lived longer.

After a long time, rumors spread that it can prolong life, but in fact it is just a cure for all diseases. "

"It's just... now there is a little change in Chang Shi Na... I can get it when I clear up those monsters and free my hand."

"I'm waiting for the order to ask for medicine, I'm afraid I can't wait too long... I don't know how much time you need?"

Kinoshita Myojin felt more and more bad.

"Probably another 20 years, it should be almost there."

Qianyu Qianxue conservatively estimated that it would take another 20 years, and the god who smuggled over from the other side should be consumed to death by her...

Even if the gods don't do anything, they will consume energy every year, not to mention how many things this one has been doing all the time?

This is the world of Qianyu Qianxue. She has a shrine and believers. After spending 200 years, she must be the one who wins!

"Here, my lord may not be able to wait for 20 years..."

Several onmyojis who had transferred to Mochizuki's family seemed to regard themselves as retainers, and at this moment they kowtowed repeatedly:

"Long Ji is merciful, please allow us to take the spiritual herbs in advance - we are willing to contribute!"

Chapter 210 Four Eternal Kingdom

"Since you are willing to contribute, then go ahead, clean up the monsters and get paid."

Kinoshita Myokami heard the word "war merit", and was about to say something, when suddenly he was in a trance, his whole body lightened, and he felt a sense of weightlessness.

A thick white mist rises in front of my eyes, and my feet feel numb and soft, as if I'm stepping on cotton.

It lasted about five or six seconds, and there was a feeling of stepping on the ground under his feet.

The white mist dissipated slightly, and an asphalt road submerged in thick fog appeared in front of my eyes.

Kinoshita Myojin was shocked to find that he was no longer looking through Shikigami's sight, but came to this strange place in person.

After walking a few steps, the surrounding scenery was completely covered by white mist, and the hard asphalt road under the feet seemed a bit old, and the ground was slightly potholed.

On both sides of the road are steep slopes, covered with moist black soil, with some spiritual vegetation growing.

In the air, there is the unique fresh and clean air in mountainous areas, but it is damp and has a special coldness.

Fortunately, when at sea, there are also winds and waves, so I specially wear thick and waterproof clothes.

It's just that kind of inexplicable chill, but it seems that it is not only limited to the body, but also above the spirit.

All of a sudden, the body moved from the sea to this strange wild land, which made Kinoshita Myojin feel a little nervous.

"Is this the eternal life of the gods? There are also cleaning monsters, which means that this place is not safe!"

In the distance, three shikigami with blurred faces stood in a daze.

Pointing fingers, pinching seals, and chanting spells, an inexplicable connection was reintroduced into the spirit.

"Go, spread out and explore the way!"

The paper figurine shikigami drifted awkwardly on the spot, and then obeyed the order, one in front of the other, and the other moved in the direction of the ramp.

Due to their actual light weight, the speed of movement is not slow.

In spirit, even after running several hundred meters, Shikigami found nothing.

The surrounding five to six hundred meters are all wild land, empty and uninhabited.

"Is there a small town ahead?"

Only walk along the asphalt road and see the place where people live.

Putting away the shikigami, Kinoshita Myojin walked along that road.

There is only a thin mist in the town, and the visibility is far higher than in other directions. There are some old houses on both sides of the road.

In some shops, the paint on the signboards has faded, and the doors are open. There are not many pedestrians passing by, and they look deserted.

"Outsiders?"

On the streets of the town came an old man, wearing a decent dark blue kimono, leaning on a shoulder-high cane, with neatly trimmed beard and hair, and looking in good spirits.

He looked at Kinoshita Myojin with suspicion, especially when he saw his thin figure, he seemed a little dissatisfied.

"Ji Yang has an order for you to clean up the monsters and use the nameplate to judge your achievements."

"Are you an onmyoji outside?"

Kinoshita Myojin bowed slightly, and replied:

"Yes, I was ordered to come."

"Come with me, your companion is here too.

Let me tell you first, don't go out alone, there are monsters outside the town, and they need to be eliminated regularly, otherwise it will easily hurt people. "

The old man rambled on endlessly, but the general situation had been introduced during the conversation.

"So that's how it is. There are monsters in this place, so they need to be wiped out regularly. That's what the military exploits are for."

"But, it sounds a bit weird, are there so many monsters in the world?"

Kinoshita Myojin was a little surprised.

The natural underworld is a very desolate and harsh place.

Changshi is an area where the gods purify the underworld and form a place where souls can live in peace, also known as paradise.

Although it is still above the Netherland, it has formed large and small areas.

At the same time, as the world continues to run for a long time, it may naturally attract prying ghosts and monsters.

These monsters are mostly formed by the precipitation of negative filth.

Like cockroaches, they are very weak to the gods, but they are extremely annoying, and sooner or later they will breed again if they are exterminated.

It just... sounds like... the monsters here seem to be overpowered?

Follow the old man to an open space outside the town.

As expected, saw their colleagues.

"Your companions are all here waiting for you alone."