Chapter 611 Complete
The chisel pierced the heart, and the carved knife scraped the bones over and over again. Gao Ming looked at the big hole in his belly. Every blood vessel seemed to be connected to a blood-red building.
"I have become a Blood City? This is the perspective of the Blood City!"
Gao Ming pretended to be a dirt city statue. He should have been in the belly of the statue, but his vision was infinitely higher. He saw the rays of light above his head, the monks kneeling on the seventh floor, the corpse being crushed casually, and also saw himself. His broken body was lying in the belly of the statue, lying in the desires of everyone.
Reciting scriptures, praying, asking God, worshiping Buddha, all kinds of sounds have turned into colorful bubbles, which cannot fill the gap in people's hearts at all.
Desire gathering more and more, and when everything is about to be swallowed by desire, the ever-expanding desire suddenly explodes, forming a terrible force.
This is far beyond the power of high life understanding, driven by desire, and with strong desire, it seems that it can turn false into real and dream into reality!
"The power of the Spirit View comes from desire? Is this the power of faith?"
Believe it as true. When everyone in the Spiritual Temple believes in one thing, that thing will become a fact, because there is no longer a beam of light in this dark tower. It can stand in the darkness and describe the outside world unscrupulously.
The secret of becoming an immortal, the immortal palace above the head, every level of test is driven by the power of faith, and everyone's desire blows up the illusory immortal palace, and is enslaved and imprisoned by the illusory immortal palace above the head.
Gao Ming moved the foundation of the nine-level spiritual view, and a series of spiritual lights were like long whips made of stars, whipping on the statue of the Blood City God.
"No wonder when I think you are Zhang Mingli, you will become more and more like Zhang Mingli. No wonder people will be instantly transformed into believers who seek immortality as long as they start to shake their hearts. They are themselves who convince them." Gao Ming all understood: "In the Lingguan, if everyone thinks that the Immortal Palace is real, you will become the real Immortal Palace. If everyone thinks that you are the last hope and the destination of Zhemeng Town, then you will become the ending of all stories."
The buildings were broken, but soon new buildings appeared again. Gao Ming's will and the will of Blood City were merged together. He smiled with despair and despair: "What a pity, you are greedy. This group of ghosts and gods in Zhemeng Town are not so easy to deal with. Those madmen don't even believe in themselves. Will they believe you?"
All the monks on the seventh floor were trembling, but Gao Ming became more and more unscrupulous. He accidentally helped Xuecheng find the power he needed most - believe.
Desire poured into the cities that had been dead for many years, and Gao Sheng guided them, making them feel that this was the Immortal Palace.
I believe it is just two simple words, but it takes a long time to lay the groundwork to achieve the effect. Everything Lingguan has done has shown amazing results in the Blood City.
No one here thinks that Blood City is a dead city. Even if it exudes the intention of death and does not have any creatures, all believers are still full of longing and think that this is the Immortal Palace.
One person’s belief is not very effective, while a group of people believe it can shake the falsehood. When everyone believes it, it doesn’t matter what the truth is anymore.
The desires carrying the power of the Spiritual View not only changed the statues of the Blood City Gods, but also poured into Gaoming's heart and drilled into the nightmare of Gaoming, which made Gaoming's already blurred world boundaries more difficult to separate. The feeling brought to him by the nightmare will soon be more like reality than reality.
The smoke that never dissipated in the Lingguan became thinner and the glow was dim. The Nine-level Spirit observed that the desires of sentient beings were decreasing rapidly. The golden cloud that had fallen from the Immortal Palace was like a giant python that had been practicing for thousands of years and was wrapped around the statue of the Blood City God.
Weird characters lit up, and the nine gaps buried in the statue were broken open. In order not to allow Gao Ming to gain more desires, the Nine-level Spirit Temple would rather destroy the statue yourself and give up the seventh level.
"Really, everything in the nightmare is true, and Blood City is also true..." When the statue of the god was shattered, the blood city tattoo on Gao Ming's body was undergoing changes that no one could have imagined. The tangible statue of the god was shattered, but the invisible spiritual aggregate seemed to be transferred to Gao Ming.
The gods carved by Gao Ming in the acupoints pinched out a series of magic seals, chanting Gao Ming in their mouths. The sealed room in their heart absorbed the desires of sentient beings and was also calling Gao Ming! There are 18,000 yang gods outside the body and 18,000 yin gods inside the body. The dead blood-colored city seems to have really turned into an immortal palace on him!
The bubble of desire exploded into fog, condensed into water, washing away the blood stains on the dead city, and the blood patterns on Gao Ming's body began to emerge with some kind of power that made ghosts and gods afraid.
Nine golden glows were entangled, and they could not tear apart Gao Xian's body, so they could only try to force him to "asce" again.
But this time, the glow of light began to melt after touching the Blood City tattoo. Gao Ming only felt that his body had risen for a while and began to fall rapidly, and the glow of light outside and inside the body was shattering.
"Are you finally going to become an immortal? I want to see what your immortal palace looks like." As soon as this thought came to mind, Gao Ming felt something hitting his back. It was not painful, but it also had a trace of the fragrance of soil.
After a long time, his eyes were focused again, and Gao Ming saw the immortal palace within reach.
"The lines on the Tianmen can be seen more clearly on this floor. I should have 'ascended' to a higher floor." Gao Ming could not move, so he could only twist his neck as much as possible. He heard the sound of water flowing, saw trees, flowers, and a timid deer secretly observing him in the distance.
"So big..."
The higher the Lingguan, the larger the area, Gao Ming didn't know which floor he was on. He couldn't see the boundary at first sight, and could only see a few strange buildings.
Those buildings were all very tall, like arms full of desire, trying their best to reach the Immortal Palace above their heads.
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It seemed that Gao Ming was still moving for a long time, and the newly grown deer was a little curious. It stopped and arrived near Gao Ming.
The rough tongue licked Gao Ming's hanging arms, and Gao Ming grinned in pain, and the deer was so scared that she retreated repeatedly.
The stream diluted the blood, the deer tilted its head, and its golden eyes reflected Gao Ming's gradually recovering body. After repeated trials, it came to Gao Ming again and looked at Gao Ming's chest curiously.
What attracts the deer is not Gaoming, but the rays of light that are about to disappear in Gaoming's body. It lowers its head and wants to lick the rays of light, but it is like catching the moon in a well, and there is only high-life blood on its tongue.
The strong aroma of meat rushed into the body, and the deer seemed to be drunk and shook his mind. Fortunately, the new deer antlers were not sharp, so they did not hurt Gao Sheng.
A few minutes later, bloodshots emerged from the golden deer's eyes. It used to be like an elf in the forest, but now it lacks a trace of fairy spirit, but it has become more real.
After shouting at Gao Ming twice, drinking Gao Ming's blood, it seemed to regard Gao Ming as a kind of person and took great effort to carry Gao Ming on its back.
(This chapter ends)