The villagers did not starve to death or freeze to death in the cold winter, and their lives were continued. They firmly believed that it was the gods who saved them, and the invisible and tangible power of pure faith spread from their meager bodies.

Ji Liao's spirit naturally absorbed the power of faith, because these powers of faith appeared for him. The power of faith is the foundation of the practice of Shinto, which is both complex and pure.

Miscellaneous originates from that this power comes from different individuals, purely because they are born from pure thoughts.

"It's like a crystal of different shapes." Ji Liao thought in his mind.

"Ji Liao." Wusheng's voice appeared in Ji Liao's ears.

Ji Liao slowly opened his eyes, and the snow powder on his curly eyelashes fell down, and occasionally there were residues, which melted on their own.

Wusheng showed a look of surprise, and he said, "I sensed a new wonderful power pouring into you, trying to wake you up, but you really woke up."

Ji Liao smiled gently and said, "No life."

"Hmm?" Wusheng replied.

Ji Liao stretched comfortably and smiled, "I'm hungry, you go hunting, I'll barbecue."

Wusheng remembered that he hadn't eaten for a long time. He was eating not to supplement his body's nutrition, but to satisfy his mouth. Ji Liao's craftsmanship was very good. Wusheng happily turned into sword light and entered the dense forest.

Soon after, he hunted a beast and came back.

Ji Liao used magic to collect the best pine dead branches in the mountains and forests, build a earth stove, remove the fur and internal organs of the beast, and use the ancient magic dragon stick to grill large pieces of fresh flesh.

This ancient magic dragon stick has an extraordinary texture, can be big or small, long or short, and is very convenient for barbecue.

Sprinkle some spices made of mountains and forests and drip them on the barbecue with oil. It is simply the most delicious thing in the world.

Wusheng took a bite of the barbecue and asked, "How did you wake up?"

"Because of doing good things, good people will be rewarded." Ji Liao said with a smile.

Wusheng said: "You are not a good person."

He continued, "But it's not bad either."

"If you are not bad guys, can you invite me to have a bite of meat?" A young man with deep facial features came leisurely holding a folding fan hanging with a jade pendant.

Ji Liao looked at him. The last time he saw a handsome young man holding a folding fan, named Gongzi Mo, who was beaten to death by him.

"I can't invite you to have a bite of meat." Ji Liao said with a smile.

The young man in white robe was obviously a little embarrassed. He didn't expect Ji Liao to be so direct.

Ji Liao said again: "But you can ask you to sit down and eat whatever meat."

The young man in white robe laughed and said, "In the wilderness, I didn't expect to meet someone like you, an interesting person like you."

He sat opposite Ji Liao, picked up a branch, used it as a knife, and cut off a piece of fat and tender meat with grease. He didn't use spices and swallowed the meat in one bite.

A beast, if it were a mortal, would have to be eaten for several days. For Ji Liao and the others, it would be a tooth-beating sacrifice.

Not long after, all the meat was eaten up.

The young man in white robe intends to talk to Ji Liao, but Ji Liao responds slowly, neither enthusiastic nor cold.

Finally, the young man in white bowed and said, "Thank you, two friends for your kind hospitality."

Ji Liao smiled and said, "It's nothing, the young master may not have heard a story."

The young man in white robe said, "What story?"

Ji Liao said: "Before the prisoners in the mortal world are beheaded, the prisoners will always let them have a good meal so that they can avoid being a starving ghost in the underworld."

The young man in white robe looked shaking and said, "I don't quite understand what my friend means."

The old god Wusheng held the sword freely: "It means sending you into the underworld."

The young man in white robe said, "I have never offended two of you."

Wusheng said lightly: "You have murderous intentions, that's enough."

Suddenly, a sword mark appeared on the chest of the white-robed young man, and blood spilled out. He didn't know when he got the sword, and there was no sign of the sword being hit.

A high chirping sound appeared, and a huge white eagle bleeding from her chest rose to the sky.

There was an indescribable fear in its voice. If I had known these two guys were so perverted, I wouldn't have come.

In the sky, clouds and smoke slid past the white carving body. The stars and the moon were so clear. The moonlight fell and fell in the clouds. The rays of clouds were slowly shining, and they were indescribably beautiful and charming.

The Dabai Diao had no time to enjoy the beautiful scenery. A shocking giant rod suddenly appeared in front of it, and the rod fell ruthlessly and knocked heavily on its forehead.

There was no blood splashing everywhere, because the hardest head of Dabai Diao turned into powder directly.

A powerful hand held Dabaiyu's headless carving body and returned to the place where Ji Liao and his barbecue were barbecued.

The ancient magic dragon stick returned from the void and shrank, turning into a bracelet, putting Ji Liao's left wrist on his left hand.

The blue-black bracelet flows with a cold and deep aura of terror, gradually disappearing.

Ji Liao looked at Dabai Diao, and his eyes turned into ropes and took out the soul in the corpse.

The soul of Dabai Diao still turned into a young boy and said tremblingly: "Sir, please forgive me."

Ji Liao said: "You did not offend us, nor did we offend you. Then why did you come with murderous intent?"

Dabai Diao said: "Lingtai Mountain has already made a statement. Whoever can take your head can take your head to Lingtai Mountain to receive the Bodhi Dharma Body practice and obtain the qualification to ascend to the Pure Land of Bodhi. The demon kings and many powerful people in the mountain world were alarmed and wanted to kill you and take your head to receive the reward. I happened to find you, so I was moved."

Ji Liao smiled faintly and said, "So that's it. My head is on my neck. I'm afraid no one has the ability to take it away."

As soon as he finished speaking, Dabai Diao's soul continued to twist, as if there was an invisible hand that poked and ravaged its soul.

After a while, the soul of the Dabai Eagle dissipated into blue smoke.

Ji Liao said to Wusheng: "I don't like eating sculpted meat."

Wusheng said: "I don't like it either."

Ji Liao said: "Its feathers are pretty. If you peel them off, you will give her a piece of clothing next time you see Qinghuo."

Wusheng said: "You want to give gifts, why is it me who is here to work?"

Ji Liao said: "I am more handsome than you."

He yawned and walked into the cave. He couldn't control his strength before and actually knocked Dabaiyu's head into powder. Otherwise, its beak could be used to make a dagger, which would be nice to give it to someone in the future.

It seems that he has to re-purpose his own strength. After all, next, there will probably be a group of ignorant people who are not aware of their lives and death to come to him to disturb his purity.

Wusheng pulled out the sword body, and the clear and clear sword reflected his face. He looked at it for a while and said to the cave: "Ji Liao, I still think I am more handsome than you."

There is no response inside.

Wusheng did not continue to get involved in this topic, and diligently peeled off the feathers on Dabaiyu's body and sorted them out. Then he walked back to the cave and put Baiyu in the corner. He saw Ji Liao sitting in meditation and practicing Qi, but he did not disturb him, and Wusheng himself had no sleepiness, so he walked back to the mountain.

There is a clear lake there, which is particularly quiet at midnight.
Chapter completed!