If it weren't for Ah Da's kneeling, none of these spiritual cultivators would have discovered that there was actually a boy sitting on the stone pier.
They stared blankly at the young man sitting on the stone pier wantonly, and their three views were greatly impacted.
"Whoever can give me a punch, tell me by the way that I am dreaming."
boom!
After a muffled sound, the speaker stared at a panda with dull eyes: "It hurts so much, which means I'm not dreaming, so I'm crazy, or the world is crazy."
"Fate... Fate, a Fate actually kneels on the ground in such a humble way, who the hell is that young man?"
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, these spirits would never believe what they saw.
No, even if they saw it with their own eyes, they still couldn't believe that a pillar of the country actually knelt down in front of a young man respectfully and begged him to take him in.
Not to mention these spiritual practices, even the old man in the depths of the Daoist Palace who was full of smoke for his whole life couldn't help but be surprised.
This is really... amazing!
Who could have imagined this scene, not even the rich novelists from Liguo dared to write it like this.
Because the law of Liguo stipulates that no one can use any means to criticize, smear, or fabricate the fate of any person in the world. Those who violate it will be put in prison for decades, and at worst, they will die without a whole body.
Not only leaving the country, all countries have introduced similar regulations, some countries are even stricter, as long as there are remarks that smear fate, kill Wuhe!
But such a magical scene actually appeared in front of their eyes, who the hell is that young man?
As if to answer the doubts in these people's hearts, Ah Da began to pray devoutly:
"Great tree god, you are the eternal master, the immortal light, the protector of all things, and the enlightener of all living beings. May your prestige and kindness shine everywhere, and may your holiness and immortality shine on the earth forever. "
There are also prayers sounding in the dark, echoing continuously in their hearts, in their ears, and in their sea of consciousness.
"Great tree god, you are the eternal master, the immortal light, the protector of all things, and the enlightener of all living beings. May your prestige and kindness shine everywhere, and may your holiness and immortality shine on the earth forever. "
Tree God, Eternal Lord, Immortal Radiance, Protector of All Things, Enlightener of All Beings...
Any one of these titles makes people tremble, but these titles are all gathered together, gathered on that young man.
"True God, He is the true God!"
A young man whose seven orifices were bleeding from the weight of gravity shouted in a chant-like voice.
God?
That's right, only a true god can make a strong man of pulse rank cross that threshold easily, and only a true god can make a life field so humble as an ant.
All the unreasonable things before have been explained, and under the influence of the silent prayer, a seed has been planted in the hearts of these spiritual practitioners.
Without watering, they will naturally grow and germinate, and finally grow into a towering tree.
In this world, the most difficult thing to overturn is the three views of people, and the three views of people are also the easiest to overturn.
Sometimes, all it takes is a small wedge to produce a different flower.
Now, here comes the wedge.
"Ada, let's go, follow me to meet the owner of this place for a while."