Chapter 186 Hundred Thousand Images

The battle between Jin Shengyang and Baiyi was a battle for Baiyi's rise in the Northern Territory, and he became a stepping stone.

Stepping on him, Bai Yi's Dao Yun continued to grow, and he was at the critical moment of comprehending the Nine Shadows Movement Technique, so he was defeated by Bai Yi in one fell swoop.

It's just that although Bai Yi won, it was only a narrow victory and he was seriously injured.

In that battle, both sides came to the end of the rope.

"Today, I have completely broken through the Nine Shadows Body Technique and cultivated the Ten Shadows Body. If I do it again, I will not lose."

Jin Shengyang's tone was very calm, and he was not affected by the battle with Bai Yi.

At this time, the whole person looks like a sharp sword out of its sheath, showing more sharpness.

Jisu Tianzun glanced at him lightly, and nodded with satisfaction.

He coveted high hopes for this disciple, hoping that he would be favored by Taoist ancestors in this trip to the island of life.

This is the great good fortune.

"If... how do you compare with Xuan Ye?"

The calm Jin Shengyang fell silent suddenly, without answering, his brows were furrowed into a "Chuan".

Ji Su Tianzun looked at him without speaking or urging, and the two stood calmly at the peak of Dapeng's wings.

It took a long time before Jin Shengyang's voice sounded.

"I...not as good as her."

With deep unwillingness, but compared to that arrogant woman, he also had to lower his proud head.

It all stemmed from the battle a hundred years ago, when Xuan Ye challenged fifteen holy sons and daughters by himself, and...defeated them all.

"A hundred years have passed, she...she should have stepped into the half-step god realm by now."

Jin Shengyang closed his eyes with a pained expression.

It was his misfortune, but also his great fortune, to be in the same era as this heavenly girl.

Unfortunately, there is no hope for the future, and in her era, it is doomed that he will not be able to climb to the top and will be suppressed.

Fortunately, I was able to witness the rise of a legendary girl who is very likely to surpass Tianzun and prove the seventh level of the heavenly girl.

"Asshole!"

Looking at Jin Shengyang's expression, the calm Jisu Tianzun's face darkened, and he couldn't help cursing angrily.

"That's how I taught you how to practice? Although Xuan Ye is strong, she may not be invincible. If you lose your fighting spirit, you won't even be able to win against Bai Yi!"

Jisu Tianzun had high hopes for Jin Shengyang, and scolded: "I see Bai Yi, and I have mastered the secret technique, but I waste everything and waste it to the extreme, but I have never seen a fighting spirit. In this regard, you are not as good as her."

"If this continues, you will be left behind by Bai Yi sooner or later!"

Ji Su Tianzun waved his sleeves, and his figure dissipated, leaving Jin Shengyang, who had been trained bloody, to freeze in place.

Thinking of the blood-soaked woman, although her realm was far inferior to hers, she was able to fight her to a close, and even narrowly beat her at the last moment.

A ray of light suddenly bloomed in his eyes, like a seed, getting brighter and brighter.

...

Northern Territory, Blood Mysterious Island.

After Yi Cheng finished his daily brainwashing, he took Baili Zijin back to the suzerain hall.

"Uncle Yi, there is some bad news."

Baili Zijin said with a downcast face, a little unhappy.

With Yi Cheng being worshiped and believed by the disciples of the Iron-Bone Sect, she is the only one in the world who dares to call Uncle Yi Cheng.

And it was just shouting behind her back, if she shouted in front of those crazy disciples, she would be drowned by saliva in minutes.

She never thought that using Yi Chengjiao's method could make the blood Xuanzong disciples so obedient.

Not only that, but the disciples who joined the sect later regarded Yi Cheng as the incarnation of a god in the human world, and all they had to do was build a longevity tablet for him and worship it at home day and night.

Even Yi Cheng never thought that the MLM on the earth would have such great power in the prehistoric world.

Countless times he woke up from his sleep, and dreamed that the Iron-Bone Sect was treated as a cult by all other forces to unite and kill.

What he preached was metaphysics. At first, he just asked them to do good deeds and worship himself by the way. After all, who made himself so handsome?

But as more and more people believed in himself, he found that his socialist road was getting stronger and stronger, so he began to focus on making gods.

For example, Avalokitesvara Avalokitesvara came down to earth, and the incarnation of Tianzun in the world to save suffering and disasters, these versions are all made by him.

As long as the disciples of the upright sect do good deeds, all the accounts will be recorded on his head, so the power of faith is getting stronger and stronger.

Moreover, because of the suppression of his sixth-level power, the reputation of the steadfast sect is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more and more disciples.

He even estimated that as long as one day, the entire prehistoric world is not needed, as long as all the creatures in the Northern Territory believe in him, his socialist avenue will be able to support him and break through the seventh level!

Get the right fruit and prove eternal life.

However, the Earth Mother Heavenly Palace is his greatest threat.

"Is it the Earth Mother Heavenly Palace?"

Yi Cheng said lightly, over the past year, the Earth Mother Tiangong has been fighting for the faith with the Iron-Bone Sect, but the means are too scarce.

"They... have begun to learn from us. There are rewards for recruiting people into the sect, and the threshold is lowered. Many monks will not choose us for the name of the Holy Land."

Baili Zijin pursed his lips, feeling that Holy Land was too shameless, they plagiarized the method they had researched.

Yi Cheng had expected this for a long time, and smiled lightly: "Don't panic, we still have a backup!"

Baili Zijin's eyes lit up, looking at the uncle's handsome face, so handsome, she couldn't help but also joined the ranks of face control.

"Go find a group of craftsmen and draw... 100,000 portraits of me, and then send them to our current disciples, one for each."

The corner of Baili Zijin's mouth twitched, although you are handsome, you don't have to be so narcissistic.

Sensing Baili Zijin's contempt, Yi Cheng glared at her: "Where are you thinking?"

"My portrait is of great use. You only need to silently recite one good deed every day in front of the portrait, and you will be able to get my blessing!"

Finally, Yi Cheng sent Baili Zijin away, feeling the Dao Yun lingering around him, and countless voices appeared inside.

Most of them were the wailing and crying of all living beings, all beings with strong beliefs, and through the Taoist rhyme, they lingered around him in a wonderful form.

Moreover, after the number of Zongmen disciples reaches 100,000, he can transmit power through certain mediums and satisfy the wishes of believers.

It is exactly the same as the legendary gods and Buddhas on the earth!

At the beginning, he was also horrified in his heart. Could it be that there were gods and Buddhas in ancient times on the earth?

Gods and Buddhas survive by their beliefs, so building various temples in the world, and if all living beings make a wish, they will be able to show miracles and help realize their wishes.

Inadvertently, he walked out of the path of gods and Buddhas.

Shocked, he soon accepted this fact, and... with the help of golden fingers, he searched and analyzed a lot of articles on how gods and Buddhas gained faith.

In an era when science is flourishing on earth and everyone is shouting at superstitions, the analysis is clear and logical.

First of all, he needs a medium so that he can use this to realize the other party's wish.

Secondly, a receiver is needed in order to best accept faith.

So, on the one hand, he painted 100,000 portraits and passed them on to the disciples of the Iron-Bone Sect; on the other hand...he built a huge statue on Xuexuan Island, depicting his handsome appearance.

Ten miles away from Xuexuan Island, you can see his portrait towering into the sky, just like the Leshan Giant Buddha.

Baili Zijin expressed deep contempt for this, although Yi Cheng repeatedly explained that it was not because of his narcissism, but because of the need for cultivation.

From the day the statue was built, the power of faith from all over the Northern Territory has gathered here, as if they had found their home, and condensed on Yi Cheng's statue.

Yi Cheng felt that when the statue was completely filled with faith, it would be the time for him to reach the seventh level.

It's just that this is a bit difficult, and you must defeat the Earth Mother Tiangong, where there is also a terrifying existence at the level of Tianzun.

"Wait a little longer, when my faith has accumulated to a certain stage, I will stay honestly on Xuanxuan Island, and even if the Earth Mother and Heavenly Venerable come in person, I will not be afraid!"

Yi Cheng retreated early and competed with the Earth Mother Tiangong for his faith, and one day he will have a fight with the Earth Mother Tianzun.

"Let's deal with the wish first."

After the statue of the suzerain was completed, Yi Cheng began to retreat, taking care of everything every day...

This is a real day-to-day event, and every moment, the voices of people with strong beliefs are transmitted to his ears.

There are all kinds of voices, those who seek children, those who seek cultivation, those who seek to get rich, those who seek breakthroughs, and everything.

"Fortunately, there are portraits. Without the construction of temples, the portraits are enough."

When distributing the portraits to all the disciples, Baili Zijin had instructed that any disciples only need to read silently in front of the portrait and be devout in their hearts, and the suzerain can hear their voices.

As soon as the news was released, those pious disciples returned home with the portraits as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and worshiped them day and night, with a greeting every morning and evening.

"Sovereign, good morning."

"Sovereign, good afternoon."

"Sovereign, good evening."

...

Such unnutritious words were blocked by Yi Cheng, otherwise they would not be able to deal with them at all.

And the rest are all kinds of weird requests.

For example, if you quarrel with your Taoist partner and break up, ask the suzerain to help you get back together...

A cute pet raised by the family ran away from home, and asked the suzerain to help find it...

Today, I was bullied by a monk with a stronger cultivation base, and I begged the suzerain to help me find the place...

Yi Cheng tried to screen a wave, and finally found a wish that seemed reasonable, and what's more, he fulfilled it very well.

Blood Xuan Island, in a small fishing village to the east.

Jiang Guocheng, a disciple of the Unyielding Sect, is frowning. This is the third time he has failed to advance to the Trinity Realm.

On the living room wall of his home, there is a portrait of Yi Cheng. As a devout disciple, he moved to Xuexuan Island from Earth Mother Heavenly Palace.

Back then, he wanted to join the Earth Mother Heavenly Palace countless times, but because he was too old and talented, he was rejected time and time again. He was an upright person, and he was attracted to his talent at a glance.

Ahem, it was because the Iron-Bone Sect gave him a spirit stone that he raised his family... and moved to the Blood Xuanzong alone.

The task of doing good deeds every day, which is required by the firm and upright principle, is completed conscientiously every day.

On this day, after failing to attack again, he silently said to the portrait of the suzerain: "Do good deeds every day, and make your bones strong."

The originally ordinary portrait suddenly burst into a strange light.