Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

Xuanyuan Tongxuan lit incense and candles, placed the stone statue in the center, and solemnly offered incense.

"The supreme god drives away evil, and all people pay homage to him!"

A loud shout!

Outside the temple, countless people who had received the news had already arrived. The crowd was huge, a dark mass of people, all kneeling outside, bowing their heads and kowtowing.

The people of the Taoist temple had prepared a large amount of paper money, which was distributed one by one. Everyone put the paper money on the ground, then kowtowed, touching their foreheads to the paper money, repeating this process over and over again!

Li Lan clearly saw that as the crowd kowtowed, an invisible substance flew out from their souls and minds. Some of it rushed into the temple and was absorbed by the double-snake-headed stone statue, while some of it was transferred and attached to the paper money!

The substance was invisible and colorless, and no one in the room noticed it except for Li Lan, who possessed the Heavenly Eye, which is why he saw it.

"Is the so-called incense money just a way to plunder the faith of living beings?"

Li Lan frowned slightly.

Faith is extremely mysterious, being the most precious and essential element of the soul. Clearly, this place must have been cultivated by the Mingguang Sect for many years, constantly disciplining these common people, which led them to develop faith.

Faith is not necessarily positive. Faith in a great sage or saint is faith, faith in a certain ideal doctrine is faith, faith in an egg, a flame, a stalk of tobacco, or a tuft of hair is also faith.

The key is faith!

Ancient people worshipped things like eyeballs and genitalia. Blind faith is still faith, and foolish faith is still faith. Both can give rise to the mysterious and enigmatic existence of belief.

This thing was obviously of great use to the snake-headed stone statue.

After a long time.

"Hehe, thank you very much, Fellow Daoist Bai Xue. After this harvest, this place will be delayed for several more years."

Xuanyuan Tongxuan, who was presiding over the ceremony, said something to Madam Baixue.

"It's just a few chives, no need to be so polite."

Lady Snow White was completely unconcerned.

"Go and collect all the paper money."

Guo Zhentian spoke, and Xuanyuan Tongxuan first invited the statue back into a special spatial artifact. Then the other disciples went to collect the paper money from the people.

"Believing in God brings salvation; offering paper money is a testament to our sincerity!"

The people handed over their paper money, while inside the temple, the people of the Mingguang Sect extinguished the three black incense sticks and replaced them with three large green incense sticks. The smoke from the burning incense curled up and was blown by the wind. When the people outside inhaled it, they immediately felt their pain lessen considerably and shouted out in delight.

"The gods have appeared!"

"God, save me!"

"Our sincerity has finally moved the gods!"

The people were all deeply grateful!

"Disperse, everyone!"

The people under Emperor Guangzong of Ming Dynasty drove them away without any politeness. These people came like cattle and horses and left like cattle and horses.

They will never know that their faith created their suffering, and that the gods they worshipped were the root of their misfortune.

Everyone dispersed.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan, is this incense money enough?"

Lady Snow asked a question.

Looking at the mountain of paper money that had been collected, Xuanyuan Tongxuan nodded and said, "The prediction was correct!"

Back when we fought the Demon God in the underworld, we only used this much.

"Put it away, let's go, to Crimson Blood Mountain!"

Guo Zhentian spoke.

But as soon as he finished speaking, and everyone was about to leave, a melodious sound suddenly drifted into the temple.

The sound was initially faint and lingering, almost inaudible, but it gradually grew louder, like a clear mountain spring echoing in one's ears. Its sound was so clear and pure that it seemed to touch the deepest part of one's heart. Everyone in the room froze instantly.

"not good!"

Madam Bai Xue and Guo Zhentian, who were the most powerful, reacted suddenly, their expressions changed drastically, and they tried to use their internal energy to resist. However, the clear sound in their ears suddenly turned into a thunderous bombardment, as if someone had stuffed a great bell into their minds, with chanting, sermons, and calls of conversion resounding throughout.

"A death-reaping chant... This is a death-reaping chant?!"

Guo Zhentian spat out a mouthful of blood. Suddenly caught in the trap, he was unable to resist any longer. His thoughts dwindled, as if everything had been dissolved, leaving only a blank.

He finally couldn't hold on any longer and collapsed to the ground!

The other cultivators were all weaker than him, and they were unable to hold on any longer. In a short time, everyone had collapsed to the ground.

A golden light flashed above the temple, followed by auspicious clouds. It seemed as if the voice of a Bodhisattva was heard. The golden light enveloped the entire temple, and a figure emerged from it.

She was a woman of unparalleled beauty, with an exquisitely graceful figure. Her tall, curvaceous body was perfectly proportioned, neither too plump nor too thin. Her white dress, illuminated by the golden light, resembled the skirt of a deity. She wore a veil, and her long, black hair was casually piled on her shoulders.

She landed gracefully, glanced around the arena, and said calmly:

"I am the Holy Maiden Miao Wuyu, and I have come to borrow some incense money."

Her clear voice rang out, and she made no attempt to hide her background, frankly stating her origins.

"The Sacred Land of Compassion..."

Guo Zhentian stared at her in disbelief, and said with difficulty, "What...what do you want this for?"

"The things of the Primordial Emperor Star are absolutely beyond your reach, understand?"

She spoke calmly, making no attempt to conceal her intentions.

Her words were calm, but Guo Zhentian's face was extremely ugly, and Madam Bai Xue and Yao Yi beside her also had a slight change in expression.

This Cihang Saintess is unpredictable. Could she really reveal her secret plot with the Mingguang Sect?

"...The things from the underworld were first discovered by my Dao Palace, how dare you..."

Guo Zhentian wanted to refute, but as soon as he spoke, a loud bell rang in his mind, and his head throbbed so badly that he couldn't continue.

"This is the last chance I'm giving you to turn back. Since you're destined to sink into this sea of ​​suffering, then disappear completely."

She spoke calmly, and as her voice faded, the sound in everyone's ears gradually changed.

"The pill, the pill I've been dreaming of! Hahaha, I can break through! I can break through!"

A young cultivator exclaimed, as if the object of his dream had appeared before his eyes. He sat down on the spot and excitedly channeled his spiritual power, which surged wildly.

"I've finally found you! Hahahaha! You killed my whole family back then, and today I'm going to kill you! Even if my cultivation is weaker than yours, I'll still self-destruct and take you down with me!"

Some people's eyes turned red, as if they had finally found their long-sought enemy and were determined to self-destruct with all their might!

"Earth... even if it costs us everything, we cannot let you pass!"

Ling Xuewei's eyes were filled with unwavering determination. At this moment, she felt as if she had returned to Earth. Behind her were familiar cities and loved ones, while in front of her was a terrifying celestial light sweeping across the universe!

All the spiritual power in her body had erupted, and the blue veins on her beautiful, fair neck appeared.

"I am the strongest, I am the master of this universe!"

Yao Yi roared, his eyes seeming to see an imperial throne right in front of him, within reach. He used all his strength to try and rush over...

"Wan'er, how could this happen? How could this happen! I'm too late!"

Zhou Xiang cried out in anguish, tears streaming down his face. He felt as if he had returned to his long-cherished hometown, but all that remained before him was a grave...

"Wan'er, I'm coming to keep you company, I'll be there soon..."

He murmured, tears blurring his vision; he was preparing to commit suicide.

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Everyone in the audience was drawn by the deadly chanting and saw their deepest desires and the fears they dared not face.

Regardless of strength or weakness, at this moment it seems they are all about to be killed by their own desires and fears!

In the eyes of the Holy Maiden Cihang, there was no distinction between friend and foe at this moment. Whether it was the Dao Palace or the Mingguang Sect, whether it was Xuanyuan Tongxuan or Lady Baixue... they all had to be killed!

"Ok?"

But suddenly, Cihang Saintess's eyes flickered, and her gaze fell on a young man in the corner, her eyes filled with surprise.

While everyone else was almost driven to madness and fear, the young man remained calm and composed, seemingly without desire or fear!

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