Chapter 6 The Secret History of the Holy Spirit Cult
One night passed.
When Huo Yuhao woke up, he only felt the coldness on his lower body. When he looked closely, he saw that his original pants had long since disappeared. He was so frightened that he quickly curled up and carefully examined his cold brother.
The memory gradually recovered, and Huo Yuhao gradually remembered what happened last night.
In his memory, there was no interruption except for his final coma and sleep. Perhaps, this is what makes him outstanding as a spiritual soul master.
Even during the period when he lost his mind, his memory was clearly recorded.
"My first kiss is gone..." Huo Yuhao suddenly wanted to cry, but he couldn't help but licked his lips, as if he was reminiscing about something.
Then he saw four big characters carved with soul power on the wall behind him -
Short and weak!
Huo Yuhao was immediately furious, good fellow, just wait! Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don’t bully young people into poverty!
After moving his body, Huo Yuhao didn't notice anything unusual about himself, so he felt relieved. Zhong Liwu would definitely work hard to train him when he brought him back to his lair. All he could do now was to make fun of himself. The identity of the Holy Son is used to the extreme.
After exiting the attic, Huo Yuhao found someone waiting for him outside the door. They were two sweet-looking twin girls.
"Feifei/Yingying has seen the Holy Son."
"Yeah." Huo Yuhao acted extremely coldly. With his current mental strength, he didn't even need to see it with the naked eye. Feel the enthusiasm in the eyes of these two maids. As the saying goes, what you can't get is always the best. Since all the Holy Spirit believers are so envious of you, you might as well hang on to them.
“The leader has commanded that we will lead you to see the Son after he rises.”
"Then let's go." Huo Yuhao didn't know what kind of test he would face from the Holy Spirit Church's higher-ups, but he had to figure out his bearing as the Holy Son first.
Seeing Huo Yuhao's cold expression, the two maids did not dare to reveal anything more, so they could only lead Huo Yuhao towards the depths of the hall obediently.
Evil soul masters who are usually hard to find can be seen everywhere here. When they see Huo Yuhao, they all bow and salute. The rarity of evil soul masters is actually equivalent to the rarity of soul masters among all mankind. Huo Yuhao saw many strange martial spirits along the way.
Through conversation, Huo Yuhao also figured out the martial arts and abilities of the two maids in front of him. Well, good guys, White Snake and Green Snake, no wonder they are so charming at a young age. What a snake nature, Huo Yuhao had to wonder what Zhong Liwu's intentions were in arranging these two people beside him.
Bypassing the long corridor, passing through numerous buildings, and finally entering an ancestral hall, Huo Yuhao and the others finally arrived at their destination today.
Zhong Liwu and several elder-level Holy Spirit Cult leaders had been waiting here for a long time. Huo Yuhao keenly discovered that Zhong Liwu and the others were actually kneeling on futons, with pious looks on their faces. In front of them, there was a group of people. In the bottomless abyss, there is a huge stone statue with only its head exposed in the abyss.
Is this a sacrifice?
The two maids took a step back and stood still. It was obvious that they were not qualified to move forward. Huo Yuhao glanced at the abyss thoughtfully and immediately stepped forward.
"Yuan Jia, come here." Zhong Liwu turned around with a solemn expression.
“Leader.” Huo Yuhao could only obey the order and walked over.
"As the Holy Son, you need to accept the baptism and inheritance of the most evil of this religion. No matter what your past is, I will entrust the Holy Spirit Religion to you with complete peace of mind."
"Your original name should be Huo Yuhaocai. Right?" Zhong Liwu has obviously sent people to check Huo Yuhao's details, so the senior officials are quite critical of Huo Yuhao's concealment of his real name.
"Reporting to the leader, I only used a pseudonym yesterday to protect myself." Huo Yuhao is neither humble nor arrogant. Anyway, he does not have any special background at present. Even if his identity as the son of a duke is found out, he will have a way to deal with it. "My child, I'm sorry for you." Unexpectedly, Zhong Liwu stepped forward and gently rubbed Huo Yuhao's head, "I didn't expect that because of his humble background, the Holy Son of the Church would be treated as a servant in the Duke's Mansion and be subjected to People bully you."
Hearing this, Huo Yuhao suddenly felt confused. Did he come from a humble background? However, as strong as he was mentally, he quickly realized that the duchess had indirectly provided an important cover for his true identity.
"The explosion at the Duke's Palace was caused by you using soul-guided cannonballs, right?" Zhong Liwu continued to ask expressionlessly.
"It's me." Huo Yuhao didn't intend to deny this, because he also wanted to use the Holy Spirit Cult to take revenge on Duke White Tiger who was away on an expedition and his two sons who went to Shrek Academy.
"Those nobles treated me like a fool and killed my mother. I swear that I will cut off the White Tiger lineage in the future!" When he said this, Huo Yuhao couldn't help but his eyes turned red, and there was a wave of anger coming from his soul. Torrential anger spurted out, and this kind of resentment could never be faked.
Seeing Huo Yuhao's appearance, Zhong Liwu's facial expression became even more satisfied. He quickly looked at each other with several other elders, and his previous resentment at learning that Huo Yuhao had concealed his real name suddenly disappeared.
"I teach the Holy Son not to tolerate bullying by others. When the inheritance is completed, I will personally arrange people to avenge you."
"No!" Huo Yuhao's eyes were red, "I want to become stronger myself and personally deal with those who hurt my mother!"
The crazy emotion Huo Yuhao showed at this moment made Zhong Liwu almost burst into joy. , if a soul master always wants to use the hands of others to avenge himself, then his achievements will be extremely limited. Huo Yuhao also grasped the mentality of these evil soul masters and acted half-true and half-false, successfully making the Holy Spirit Cult lower their guard against him.
"Holy Son, come with me." Zhong Liwu took Huo Yuhao's little hand and approached the abyss.
"Do you know the foundation of our Holy Spirit Sect?"
"Is this the inheritance of our sect?" Huo Yuhao has never seen these secrets from the original work, so he can only Ask out loud.
"Yes, the reason why our religion has so few rivals in the world is precisely because of our supreme inheritance." When Zhong Liwu said this, he looked pious like a pilgrim.
“Because the being who gave us the inheritance of our religion is the supreme god!”
“What?” Huo Yuhao almost exclaimed, as if he had grasped something in his heart, but he still couldn’t. I dare not say it directly.
“Our Holy Spirit Church has been marginalized by all forces in mainland China for a long time. It’s just that the believers have awakened various evil martial spirits, which has led to the destruction of lives and full of evil. However, this is the mission given to us by God. Our mission is Test."
"Since the murderous city was destroyed thousands of years ago, the evil paradise has sunk into the ground and drifted here due to the changes in the earth's crust."
"There are two gods of killing in the world, one is the great Shura god inherited by the hypocrite Tang San, and the other is the most evil Rakshasa god, our most precious inheritance."
"Wan Years ago, our god once killed Tang San, but the shameless God Realm law enforcer resurrected him and sent him a complete Shura god, which resulted in the defeat of our god. The God Realm also delisted our god because of this.”
As for the Evil Killing God Rakshasa, Huo Yuhao was shocked. Zhong Liwu should be talking about the Rakshasa God who stayed in Douluo Continent after his death. Sha passed on.
To be honest, he doesn’t particularly want to inherit this god. It is described in the original work that the Rakshasa God was too restrained by the Shura God. So if he becomes the Rakshasa God in the future, wouldn’t it be a problem to go to the God Realm? Still being pressed to the ground and rubbed by King Tang Shen? This is not what he wants.
The Rakshasa God, the Angel God, and the Poseidon God are all first-level gods, and the Shura God with exaggerated attack power is the God King. The gap is not small. To use the original text of Dou Si, if one A super god can reach level 120, and a god king must start at least level 150. Taking into account the restraint factor, the battle between two gods thousands of years ago was actually one-sided.
Should I inherit it or not? Huo Yuhao was caught in the battle between heaven and man.
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(End of this chapter)