To say that Jiang Xiu was surprised, but it is not surprising to think about it carefully. The fact that the blood in his body can awaken the protoss shows that the mortals on earth are indeed the descendants of the Protoss. It is not surprising that the remains of God are left behind. It is surprising that he still exists after so many years.
Turning the mask over, the back is pitted, uneven and shapeless. From this point, we can see that this is not a mask, but a bronze statue that has been broken.
With a slight stroke of slender fingers, the bronze statue exudes a burst of energy, which makes Jiang Xiu's fingers tremble slightly. His face is incomparably dignified, slightly pondering, and he spits out four words: "Shinto faith."
If Jiang Xiu is right, the broken bronze statue should be a statue of God.
"This image..."
Jiang Xiu has seen countless Protoss, each of which has its own characteristics. He does not dare to say that he has seen all of them, but he has also seen 7788. Even though he has looked up some extinct prototypes from books, he has not seen any similar ones.
There is a pit in the bronze statue, which can't really record the face of the Protoss. Usually, the believers only make a god like image, blurring the true appearance of the God, saying it's mysterious or avoiding blasphemy. In any case, it's hard to recognize, coupled with the rough carving and the corrosion of time. Of course, the characteristic part is in the body Dry or other places.
"Shinto faith is so weak..."
"Lost the inheritance."
If the Shinto belief still exists, this power is definitely not only here, but it may not be enough to spread such a little power. However, it gives Jiang Xiu a hope.
No matter how thin a mosquito is, it is meat.
He took out his mobile phone and called Tang Zhenshan again. The old man was already asleep. It was a Dong who answered the phone. Seeing that it was Jiang Xiu, he immediately woke him up. Although he loved him, Jiang Xiu did not dare to neglect him.
This is the old man's account, Mr. Jiang's phone calls, no matter when, where to answer the first time.
"Gods?"
This bronze mask does have the power of belief. If Tang Zhenshan worshipped him in the shrine, he must have some knowledge of the mask. Otherwise, how could it be worshipped.
"Oh, yes, the gods!"
Tang Zhenshan suddenly remembered that he had made a shrine in the tea room of the villa. He would do his homework every day. After placing a statue of God, it was easier for him to enter the state of object and me.
The decoration has been done, but he did not move to live in the past, so he forgot about it.
"What's wrong with that statue?"
Jiang Xiu asked, "where did this statue mask come from? Is there any more?"
"It's better to be complete."
The mask is a destructive product. The power on it is too loose. If it is complete, the power of the statue will be much stronger. It should be able to enhance some strength.
"No, as for the origin..." Tang Zhenshan on the opposite side pondered for a moment and then said, "Mr. Jiang, have you ever heard a sentence called: Dao soldiers gather together, the gods open the door."
Jiang Xiu said, "no!"
In his last life, he was very shallow and did not know much about ghosts and gods. Even at that time, he thought that there were no ghosts and gods in the world. He could not know these things himself.
Beside Tang Zhenshan, a young nurse in pink nurse's clothes took a cushion to Tang Zhenshan and leaned on the bed. The old man sorted out his thoughts and said: "hundreds of years ago, a huge disaster occurred in Dongzhou area to the south of Jiangcheng city. After the disaster, there was a plague. At that time, there were people who were starving and living in poverty. At the time when the people were desperate, a sudden emergence of one appeared It's a strange cult called tiandaojiao. Their slogan is that Taoist soldiers gather together and the gods open the door. "
"As long as you believe in them, you will have a chance to become a Taoist soldier. You can let the gods open the door of time and space and take them to the fairyland and become immortals. People in despair see hope. It is very terrible. The cult develops very fast. But later, without knowing what reason, it suddenly disappeared, just like he appeared. No, it was more rapid, as if it were all overnight It's gone. "
Jiang Xiu asked, "is this statue mask the god worshipped by the heaven?"
Tang Zhenshan said, "exactly."
"I don't own this statue. It's owned by a stranger in Jiangcheng before. Mr. Jiang has seen it. This man is Lin Zhenbei. He is a maniac. He always wants to be a Taoist soldier."
"The warrior has three stages: the outer realm, the inner realm, and the transformed realm. After transcending the realm, it is broken into the void and emerged. Lin Zhenzhen thinks that it is consistent with the doctrine spread by the Taoism of heaven. Once it reaches that level, the immortals will open the door of the fairyland and attract them."
Jiang Xiu can be sure, and the so-called three stages of wuzhe are the three levels before, during and after Qi training in Xianwu continent. The so-called Daobing refers to the stage of building the foundation of immortals in Xianwu continent, that is, the stage of building foundation and immortal body. It is not too much to say that it is the stage of breaking the void and emerging.
As for the fairy opening the door, it's hard to say.
Tang Zhenshan said: "when Lin Zhenbei comes back this time, he wants to avenge me. His main purpose is to become a Taoist soldier.""Mr. Jiang, do you believe that Is it the way of heaven? "
"When I was very young, some old people told me that there were immortals living in the mountains. When I was young, we believed in them, but when we grew up, we didn't believe them," Jiang said
Tang Zhenshan said: "after a while, there will be a meeting of tiandaojiao in Dongzhou to compete for Taoist soldiers."
Jiang Xiu was surprised: "don't you say that the heavenly way religion has disappeared?"
Tang Zhenshan said: "at that time, it disappeared, but some people still acted in the name of tiandaojiao. As for whether it was tiandaojiao in those years, no one can verify it after so many years."
"However, the attraction of Daobing is no less than that of that year."
Jiang xiuxin said that once a warrior reaches the peak of strength, he must be able to perceive that there is a higher level of existence. Then he will believe in the matter of breaking the void and emerging into immortals.
"Mr. Jiang..."
"Lin Zhenbei was awed by Mr. Jiang's divine power, so he didn't dare to make a mistake. But once the matter of this Dao Bing was true, and he happened to become a Taoist soldier, it would be very troublesome at that time."
"Ha ha ha..."
Jiang Xiu burst into laughter.
He felt Jiang Xiu's infinite contempt for this, but he didn't know what he despised.
"You can go and play."
If there are Protoss left on earth, it will be an opportunity to gain power.
"Good, everything depends on Mr. Jiang."
Lin Zhenbei does not die, so he is stuck in the throat.
Jiang Xiu hung up the phone, played with a mask in his hand, and then raised a smile around his mouth. He wanted to have a try. At first, he thought that the God believed in by the heaven Taoism was still there. Originally, he thought it was absolutely not. But now he doubts that it may exist. The reason is simple, because the legend of Daobing is continuing. If it is false, it can't be repeated after it is cut off It's new.
Put the mask back, and then opened the drawer. Sure enough, there was a candle in it. After taking it out, he lit the candle with a lighter and inserted it into it.
The smoke curled up slowly. At first, there was nothing abnormal, but with the incantation, the white smoke gathered and did not disperse.
"It's true."
What Jiang Xiu did was to use the magic spell.
The smoke kept rising, almost visible to the naked eye, and began to gather into the shape of the human body. Seeing this scene, Jiang Xiu's mouth involuntarily raised a smile, but the chill in his eyes grew stronger.
Finally formed a vivid image of the old man with white beard.
"No believer, so diligent!"
The voice was so vast that it came from the sky.
The light flashed again, and the vivid image became more real. Although it was the condensation of smoke and clouds, the old God was in all his ancient clothes, and even the expression on his face could be seen clearly.
But it was Jiang Xiu's playful and cold eyes waiting for him.
His face suddenly changed and he said, "who are you?"
Because, from Jiang Xiu's expression, he felt bad, with a very dangerous breath, which made him feel cold and afraid.
Suddenly, Jiang Xiu reached out.
He was shocked.
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