Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 725: New Uses of New Magical Powers

The moon's essence is Yin, and the sun's essence is Yang. Zhang Zhiwei is now inhaling and exhaling the moon's essence to nourish himself, which is similar to the practice of becoming a Yin God, and using the sun's essence to nourish himself is similar to the practice of becoming a Yang God.

The only difference is that the Yang Shen uses his own Yang Qi to nourish his soul, while Zhang Zhiwei uses the Yang Qi of heaven and earth to nourish his soul and feed back to himself.

This is an unprecedented road, and Zhang Zhiwei has no way of saying what will be achieved in the end, but he firmly believes that his path is not wrong.

After finishing his practice, Zhang Zhiwei felt full of energy and relaxed. He patted a big tree and slowly walked down the mountain, one cloud at a time.

When going down the mountain, because you are standing on a high place with your feet on the clouds, you can see the Taoist temple on the mountain covered by the sun, and the red tiles are shining with golden light, which looks somewhat sacred.

As the ancestral home of Taoism, Longhu Mountain used to have not only Tianshi Dao, but also many other sects. However, with the passage of time, only Tianshi Mansion has survived, while most of the other sects have disappeared.

Some of the Taoist temples left behind by these disappeared sects have been integrated into the Tianshi Mansion, some have been demolished, and some have been abandoned.

When Zhang Zhiwei was going down the mountain, he noticed an abandoned Taoist temple located halfway up Tianmen Mountain.

Although this Taoist temple is far away from the Tianshi Mansion, is very small and dilapidated, and has collapsed, the statues inside are still standing.

However, due to long-term exposure to wind and sun, the paint on the surface of the statue has long been faded and tattered, making it difficult to identify its identity.

Zhang Zhiwei had discovered this dilapidated Taoist temple a long time ago, but had never looked at it carefully. But today, after his divine eyes were enhanced, he saw that the dilapidated statue was flashing colorful light in the sun.

Zhang Zhiwei naturally knew that this colorful light was not due to the special material of the statue, but because it contained a strong power of faith.

If ordinary prostitutes saw this, they would be ecstatic, and then use their abilities to absorb the power of faith from the statue into their gloves.

But Zhang Zhiwei did not move. He looked at the statue quietly, but his heart was clear. Although the statue was so broken that it was difficult to recognize its shape, as long as the power of faith still remained, it meant that he was still believed and worshipped by people.

"They believe in me, respect me, and adore me, but what can I bring to them? Peace and tranquility?" Zhang Zhiwei said to himself.

He had discovered long ago that as his strength grew and his practice became more profound, those believers who truly believed in him would feel a kind of inner peace when they worshipped him and prayed to him, which could eliminate their anxiety and uneasiness.

But apart from that, the so-called effects of blessing people with peace and keeping them free from disasters and misfortunes do not exist at all.

However, although the ability to bring peace to people sounds insignificant, some beliefs have nothing but psychological effects. If we compare them, the effect is still very obvious.

Moreover, once the mind is calm, even ordinary people who have not obtained Qi will have their Qi in their bodies become more peaceful and reach a state that is more beneficial to themselves. If one has good talent, with the help of the effect of a calm mind, one may even obtain Qi unexpectedly.

Of course, the Qi obtained under this circumstance does not belong to a congenital extraordinary person, and will not give birth to any special abilities. If there is no specific method of practice, and one simply obtains Qi, then it is equivalent to an ordinary person with a very good body.

It is just like those ordinary people who entered the Twenty-Four Section Tongtian Valley in the plot. Although they gained Qi under the influence of the Three Vehicles Power, they only became a little more agile, and there was no significant change.

Perhaps it is for this reason that Zhang Zhiwei's followers are often more devout, and even after many attempts, they tend to become more and more devout.

Some were so devout that as long as he relaxed his mind, he could sense the other person's voice even without turning over the power of faith.

This sounds mysterious, but it is not. Some people with keen spiritual perception, that is, strong sixth sense, will react, such as sneezing, when others miss them or curse them.

The prayers of devout believers are naturally more closely connected to Zhang Zhiwei than curses and thoughts. Given Zhang Zhiwei's keen perception, it is not surprising that he can detect them. It's just that his consciousness is high up in his mind, so he blocks out those voices as delusions.

It may sound incompetent to treat the prayers of believers as delusions, but if you don't block them, it's like someone whispering in your ear 24 hours a day.

It is even more serious than this, because this kind of humming does not actually come from the ears, but from the mind. If we apply the term "mental illness" in later generations, this should be considered as auditory hallucination, and there are thousands of auditory hallucinations, which will cause mental pollution over time.

Why do the practitioners who practice the Godhead Mask not dare to use their bodies to bear the power of faith? Why can't they maintain the second level of deification for a long time? It is because they can't bear this spiritual pollution, let alone 24 hours, even for more than ten minutes, they may not be able to bear it.

However, although these things cannot pollute Zhang Zhiwei's mind, he will not listen to them. Even if he can be unaffected, who doesn't prefer a quiet environment?

"There are many stories of saints appearing in various religious stories, myths and legends. Why did they appear to be saints? Were they moved by compassion?"

While thinking, Zhang Zhiwei reached out and touched the fingers of the statue, sensed the power of faith in it, and knew the true identity of the statue, the door god Qin Qiong, also known as Qin Shubao.

There should be a statue of Yuchi Gong next to him, but perhaps because it is too old, the statue of Yuchi Gong has weathered and disappeared.

"The belief in door gods has always existed. Even in later generations, when many people put up couplets, they would also put up door gods on the door. No wonder the power of belief is still so strong."

Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself, and then he used his fingers as a carving knife and carved the statue according to the information he had just read from the power of faith.

With the sound of "huahuahua", the stone skin fell down, and the previously blurry stone turned into an extremely powerful statue of a door god.

Zhang Zhiwei felt that the newly renovated statue was much more pleasing to the eye as it bathed in sunlight. It seemed to fit some mysterious state of mind, making him feel an indescribable sense of brightness.

And if at this time, Zhang Zhiwei raised his consciousness, jumped out of the current boundaries, and looked at himself from an inner perspective, he would find that a large part of the originally complex black and white lines on his body had already turned into gold.

And at this moment, when his mind was clear, he felt a call from afar.

He responded to the call, and then his consciousness floated to the distance. He heard the sound of bells, opened his eyes, and was surrounded by extremely solid black stone walls.

The black stone walls were painted with some exquisite religious paintings with gold edges, depicting scenes of demonic people being tied to crosses and then burned at the stake.

This place seemed to be a prison because Zhang Zhiwei saw the iron bars around it.

He, or rather the believer who called him, was locked in an iron cage.

At this time, the lights in the prison came on, the iron bars were opened, and several people dressed in black and white robes and dressed like clergymen came in and took him out.

While being taken out, Zhang Zhiwei tried to move his fingers, but there was no response. Although he saw the scene here, he seemed unable to do anything.

He was brought from the cell to the hall by the clergymen.

There were dozens of crosses in the hall, some of which were empty, some of which had people tied to them, and some of which had charred skeletons tied to them. These skeletons were twisted in a strange way, and from the looks of it, they must have been burned to death.

He was also sent to a cross and tied by the clergy. There was black ashes under his feet that had not been cleared away. It should be the remains of the previous person who was burned to death.

Then, a clergyman holding a thick book came forward, looked at the person tied to the cross in front of him, stared into his eyes, and was stunned for a moment.

In the current situation, he felt that he should see fear, hatred, regret and other emotions in the other person's eyes, but he didn't.

He only saw a very pure black, which seemed not like the eyes of a human being, but more like a starless and moonless sky at night.

This made him stunned for a moment, and he quietly swallowed his saliva. He began to see the majesty of the Pope in the other person's eyes. After coming to his senses, he said angrily:

"You are indeed an evil heretic with a devil in your body. According to religious law, you should be burned at the stake. Only fire can purify your sins and expose the devil in your body..."

This man seemed to be a judge. He opened the thick book in his hand and began to pronounce the verdict.

While the other party was delivering the verdict, Zhang Zhiwei also figured out the identity of the person he was currently "possessed".

This person was a disciple from the Tiantong Hall who was sent out to perform rituals. He had a strong smell of weasel on his body, and he was chanting the Helping Soldiers Technique, begging Master Huang Jiu and the Tiantong Sect Leader to take action.

However, his helping soldiers tactics did not receive a response because the acupoints in his body were destroyed and he could not communicate with the immortals. Moreover, even if he could communicate, the immortals could not possess him without the trick.

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He was now at a dead end, so after muttering the name of the original Grand Patriarch Huang Jiuye for a few times, he began to mutter the name of the new Grand Patriarch Tiantong.

Even though he had never seen this archbishop, since he could make Master Huang Jiu surrender wholeheartedly, he must be a person with great powers.

He did not know it at the moment, but his Archbishop had received his prayer.

Thousands of miles away at Longhu Mountain, Zhang Zhiwei turned his head and looked into the distance.

"Something happened in this direction, in the Magic City. Judging from the way those people are dressed, are they from the Christian religion?" Zhang Zhiwei thought to himself.

The last time he went to the Magic City, he eliminated the Holy Trinity Church under the power of the Bishop of Canterbury, and also killed an important cardinal in the church, the Bat Wizard.

It is not surprising that the other party would retaliate after doing such a thing.

In order to deal with their revenge, he not only left three tycoons in the Magic City, but also transferred several halls of immortals there, and instructed Wang Ai to notify him if the God Cult caused trouble.

At the same time, he also informed the Vatican of all the internal secrets of the Canterbury Diocese, the so-called Protestantism.

For example, they rashly used the power of the Holy Grail, and they joined forces with the official forces of Great Britain to set up an organization called the Royal Order of the Anglican Knights, which not only abused black magic in the name of God, but even controlled vampires.

Although the Vatican and Protestantism are both Catholic religions, their ideologies are different and there have even been several major battles between the two sides, with countless casualties. Even if they reconciled later, it was only a superficial reconciliation and there were many secret fights.

What Zhang Zhiwei wanted was to provoke a fight between the two sides so that the Bishop of Canterbury would have no time to take care of things here.

For such a long time, everything had been peaceful in Shanghai, and Zhang Zhiwei thought the matter had been settled, but he didn't expect the other party to come knocking on his door again.

"I just don't know whether the people who are causing trouble this time are from the Bishop of Canterbury or the Vatican. But no matter which side they are on, their people must be saved."

"If I had encountered this kind of thing before, I would be out of reach and could only use the Yin-Yang Paper to notify Wang Ai and ask him to send the immortals and Fire Cloud Evil God to rescue us."

"But with the magical power of turning into lightning, I can reach you even if you are far away."

Zhang Zhiwei pondered in his mind the feasibility of using his ability to transform himself into lightning to rush over there in person.

"Although the ability to transform into lightning is very fast, it also has its limitations. That is, it opens a lightning channel to travel through it, which consumes a lot of one's own Qi."

Thinking carefully about this magical power reminded Zhang Zhiwei of an old man named Master Jin Guang who appeared when he killed Wu Man last time.

At that time, the old man brought Wu Gensheng and flew over from the horizon. After shouting at him for a few words, he flew away again. The speed shocked him.

After returning to the mountain, he went to ask his master about this matter.

From his master, he learned the old man's background and also found out that the technique the old man used was actually called Golden Escape Flowing Light.

Its essence is to use the power of talismans to open up a golden light channel, then turn into light and escape thousands of miles away in a flash.

In this respect, Jin Dun Liu Guang and his body turning into lightning are very similar, except that one opens the golden light channel and the other opens the lightning channel.

But there is a disadvantage of Jindun Liuguang, which is that it consumes a lot of energy. If you rush too far in one breath, you will hurt yourself.

And from his previous experiments, it can be seen that the power of transforming into lightning consumes a lot of energy, after all, a lightning path must be opened.

With his own abilities... Zhang Zhiwei estimated that it would not be difficult to open a passage all the way to the Magic City.

Moreover, if it does not decay in the middle, it will only take less than two minutes.

But can that little disciple last more than two minutes?

Zhang Zhiwei felt it was quite terrible. He rushed over without stopping, only to end up collecting corpses.

At this time, Zhang Zhiwei suddenly had an idea: what if he used the ability of "Lightning Incarnation"?
The ability 'Lightning Incarnation' is lightning itself.

If it uses the 'Lightning Incarnation' to travel, it should not have to work hard to open the lightning channel, but can travel at the real lightning speed.

In that case, we can reach the Magic City in a flash.

(End of this chapter)