Continue to be a panda in Douluo

In Douluo, continue to be a believer of the gods in Chapter 64 of the Panda Text Volume: "It's coming!"

The villagers who were still stranded near the village gate retreated away in panic, looking at Ye Xi with eyes full of timidity and awe. .biquge

However, some villagers unexpectedly did not escape. Instead, they knelt down beside Ye Xi's path with a look of fanaticism and piety, muttering trembling prayers.

"Great God, you have not abandoned us after all. This must be the beast you sent to protect us!"

"Thank you God for your mercy!"

"Thank you, Lord Divine Beast, for getting rid of those demons..."

These few people seemed to be fanatical believers of a certain god, so much so that after the wolf bandits were defeated, they did not hesitate to pass the credit on to the "god" they believed in.

They even carried the statues with them and placed them a few meters in front of them according to a certain fixed ritual process, using them and Ye Xi as objects of worship.

Some of these statues are finger-sized bone pendants, while others are clay and wood statues over half a foot tall.

The materials and sizes are different, but the shapes are similar.

"what?"

Ye Xi probably understood the meaning of these people through his mental power.

At the same time, he also noticed that the images carved by those statues seemed somewhat familiar to him.

Although the workmanship of the statues is poor and they almost only have a human form, some characteristic things are very clear.

It's like carrying six wings on your back, or holding a sword in your hand...

"Isn't this the seraph from Wuhun Palace?"

Ye Xi reacted instantly.

"This Wuhun Palace has worked so hard to spread its belief in this god to such a remote mountain village!"

He believed that sometimes it was easier to detect big problems from small things. From what he saw and heard in this remote mountain village, we could see how wide the influence of Wuhun Palace was.

If its leader has any ambitions, even if he wants to establish a country in Douluo Continent, it may not be a problem.

In the history of the world that Ye Xi lived in in his previous life, many countries had heroes who started their careers through such means...

At this time, Ye Xi suddenly remembered a secret that Tianmeng Bingcan had mentioned to him in the Soul Hunting Forest not long ago.

"Legend has it that there is a miraculous method. As long as enough living beings have faith in someone, so that they have enough power of faith, it can help them become gods smoothly!

In this way, Tianmeng feels that the conjecture that Seraphim is the founder of Wuhun Palace has some basis. The original intention of this so-called Seraphim in founding Wuhun Palace is probably to spread his faith and make Douluo Continent of mankind to believe in him.

It's really a good idea to package yourself into a god first, and then use this to gather enough power of faith to finally become a god! "

The more Ye Xi guessed, the more frightened he became.

He actually had some disdain for this kind of behavior.

With the support of countless believers, this seraph god has ascended to a high throne, and enjoys the continuous power of faith brought by more believers over thousands of years.

But what about Him, has He ever given anything back to His believers?

At least in this case, it was clear that Ye Xi accidentally saved the villagers who were kneeling in prayer, while the seraphs did not help them at all.

Of course, Ye Xi knew very well that all this was just his random imagination and was not convincing in any way.

Perhaps this seraphim was actually a compassionate savior in the past, but was limited by certain conditions and was unable to do anything.

It is even unknown that He defied heaven and became a god by relying solely on his own strength...

Ye Xi did not continue such meaningless thoughts, ignored the villagers, and walked straight towards the well in front of the village gate.

However, it seemed a little too late for him to focus on walking again.

While passing by a villager who was waiting timidly and kneeling to worship him on the road ahead, he accidentally stepped on a clay statue that the man had in front of him.

"Crack!"

A crisp crackling sound followed.

However, Ye Xi did not suffer any psychological burden from this.

"I even saved someone's life. It doesn't matter if I trample on someone else's statue. I can just take it back and stick it on."

Ye Xi said to himself nonchalantly.

Then, he lifted up the stubby hind limb that was holding the clay statue, revealing a pool of crumbled powder.

The largest fragments among them seemed to be no larger than a soybean.

"Ahem, this statue is too fragile. I'm afraid it's not a fake product."

Ye Xi muttered awkwardly in his heart.

At the same time, he continued walking towards the well at the entrance of the village as if nothing had happened, leaving behind the villager who looked stunned and sad.

"What, what's going on? The mythical beast actually trampled on the statue of the god! This is blasphemy!"

The villagers grasped the completely non-human-shaped powdery residue with trembling hands, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The scene of the statue being crushed was not only witnessed by him, but also by the villagers who were watching intently.

"Could it be that it is not a divine beast sent by the gods, but another compassionate god that we don't know about?"

A young villager speculated in a low voice in surprise.

Others around him nodded in agreement and even made other similar conjectures.

However, as soon as he said these words, he was scolded by an old man holding a pendant of gods.

"Don't talk nonsense! Lord God is the creator of this world, the only true god in the world, how could there be another god!"

Many elderly people and villagers with firm beliefs also expressed support for the elderly man.

For a time, the chaos turned into a pot of porridge...

Ye Xi didn't know about the villagers' arguments and the turmoil in their hearts, nor was he interested in knowing about it.

He was now scrambling to rehydrate.

"Gu dong gu dong!"

The well fruit in this village is really refreshing and refreshing, which makes Ye Xi feel more comfortable after drinking it.

After pouring several buckets of well water and drinking freely, which completely relieved his dehydration, he burped with satisfaction and left this place of right and wrong without hesitation.

He did not eat those wolf thieves. The ugly appearance and disgusting habits of these guys really made him lose his appetite.

What's more important is that the soul power contained in this monster's body is far more chaotic than that of soul beasts and humans. The level of chaos is even worse than that of ten-year-old soul beasts, and eating it is useless.

……

After leaving the village and continuing to run for two or three hours, the sky began to get a little hazy and bright. Ye Xi, who climbed to the top of a giant tree, saw an obvious hint of fish belly white in the east. It was not far away from being too far away to completely rise.

Out of caution, he decided to follow the original plan and not continue on the road during the day, but to find a secluded place to hide and recover his physical, soul, and mental strength.

After searching around for a long time, Ye Xi spotted a mountain stream whose water had long dried up and hid it among the lush shrubs at its bottom.