Chapter 153: tripod incense burner

Jiang Luo's expression cracks.

The person he was trying to kill was a pseudo-god?

The closest thing the world has to a god?

"......"

After a while, he took a deep breath and his twisted face slowly calmed down again.

It's just a false god. Chi You's body is still an evil god, but we can still deal with it. If it's a big deal, we'll just kill a god. It's just a fake god anyway, so what's the big deal?

He calmed down so quickly, Ji Yaozi couldn't help but be impressed. Jiang Luo flicked his finger at the Soul Pendant, "Can he see something wrong with this?"

Ji Yaozi smiled, and said with a bit of pride, "The only thing I can compare to the Fated Man is refining weapons."

Then Jiang Luo is relieved.

In addition to the predestined person, there is also Feng Li, who has not appeared all morning. the tang-suited celestial master's face is expressionless, looking even colder than usual, his eyes glanced over Jiang Luo and Ji Yaozi, and then withdrew flatly, with a look that has no ripples.

Ji Yaozi thought Feng Li looked a bit off, "Your master doesn't look in a good mood today, his face is much colder than usual ......"

Turning his head, he realized that Jiang Luo's face was also much colder than just now.

Ji Yaozi smh, what's up with this master and disciple?

Jiang Luo did not look at Feng Li, and went straight to the pool to take a dip. Halfway through the bath, in order to lure the Fated One to touch his Soul Pendant, Jiang Luo acted as if he had not recovered from a serious injury, his arms and legs were weak, and he couldn't go on with the bath.

The people by the pool did notice his difference, and the host said, "Celestial Master, go check on him."

Feng Li's eyes passed through the hot mist and rested on Jiang Luo's body. He looked at him for several seconds, took a step forward, and then suddenly stopped, his tone was not fluctuating, "I've just taken a dip in the small spring pool, it's not advisable to go in there again in the near future."

The smell of alcohol on him had dissipated to nothing by now.

The Fated Man looked at Ji Yaozi again. Feng Li noticed his gaze and remembered Ji Yaozi's closeness to Jiang Luo, his brow furrowed and his eyes sank, "Ji Yaozi can't do it either."

At a glance, it seemed that no one could go down to help Jiang Luo except for the Fated One, who, without further ado, quickly stepped down into the water and went to Jiang Luo's face.

Jiang Luo's eyes were closed, his brow furrowed with a few pained colors, and the beads of water on his face were not sure if they were sweat or spring water; the Fated One held his arm to prevent him from slipping into the water, and called out softly, "Jiang Luo, Jiang Luo?"

Jiang Luo opened his eyes and glanced at him in pain, his voice weak, "Predestined Man."

Jiang Luo's eyes were drawn to the fated person's unblemished white hair. The Fated One's looks are somewhat Zen-like, with thin eyelids that hang tenderly, but when they are lifted, they appear unfeeling. The coldness of the Fated One and the coldness of Feng Li are two kinds of coldness. Perhaps some people do not think that the Fated One is "cold" and mistake this coldness for tenderness.

One is like long years of snow, silent and deadly, and the other is sharp-edged, like cold, hard ice.

Jiang Luo glanced at the water surrounding the predestined man.

The water was clean and clear, without a trace of turbidity. Because the predestined man is a false god, there is not an ounce of malice or lust?

But if God has selfish thoughts, is it true that the predestined man does not have any "evil" thoughts or desires?

Jiang Luo's eyes narrowed slightly.

He gathered all his emotions and looked up with a pale face, unsteady on his feet, and grabbed the arm of his predecessor.

Feng Li, who was watching from the shore, could not help but take two steps forward.

Ji Yaozi followed him to his side, and saw the watery host reaching out his hands in time to hold Jiang Luo.

He was about to poke fun at Feng Li's concern for his protégé, but his demeanor suddenly froze and he broke out in a cold sweat for a split second.

Jiang Luo He is not going to ...... be looking at the inside of the predestined man, is he?

How dare he!

In the water, the earring on Jiang Luo's left ear wobbles twice.

The Fated Man was caught by the earrings and said with slight surprise, "Dementor Pendant?"

Jiang Luo's eyes flashed with doubt, "Soul Pendant?"

The Fated shook his head, lifting his hand to brush the tassel and musing, "I haven't seen such a chic regal pendant in a long time."

Success.

The corners of Jiang Luo's mouth curved slightly, but in the next instant, his eyes went white, and after a moment of spinning, his feet hit the ground.

The body was light, a familiar out-of-body feeling. Jiang Luo lifted his head and realized that he was standing in front of a temple.

That's the inside view of a predestined person, I guess.

Show him what secrets the Predator has.

There are two stone lions in front of the temple, the red walls are solemn, and there is a plaque on the door with the words "Shirasagi Temple".

Jiang Luo walks into the White Heron Temple, the entrance to which is a pond of lotus flowers. The green lotus leaves are lush and green, and dewdrops roll down from the top of the leaves. A few pink and white lotus flowers are in full bloom, standing tall among the leaves.

The grass and trees here are full of Buddhist atmosphere, Jiang Luo's eyes forward, in the back of the Lotus Pond, placed a statue of Buddha in front of the door of the temple, a huge tripod incense burner is placed alone.

Tripod incense burner inserted full of dense incense, fog white smoke indistinctly to the sky, Jiang Luo around the lotus pond to the front of the incense burner, look down, the incense burner in the incense ash has fallen all over the entire incense burner.

The incense varied in color and length, some were half-burned, others were just starting from the beginning.

Jiang Luo was thoughtful.

He pulled out two sticks of incense, which disappeared in the twinkling of an eye when they reached him.

Jiang Luo took advantage of the remaining time to quickly go through a few of the halls.

The entire temple was regular and uncharacteristic. The only eye-catching thing in the Fated Man's interior was the tripod incense burner next to the lotus pond, to which Jiang Luo returned, thinking of Ji Yaozi's words, "Offerings ...... offerings ...... "

"Burning incense to the gods, incense is the medium, incense, ash, incense burner, a whole process of conveying it to the gods," he said to himself, "Are these incenses, are they the beliefs materialized by those who offer them to the predestined ones?"

"Right."

Jiang Luo A voice suddenly came from behind him.

Jiang Luo was creeped out for a split second, his hairs standing on end. He immediately turned to look and saw the predestined man standing across the lotus pond.

The moment he saw him clearly, Jiang Luo's scalp went numb and his body became extremely tense.

A gentle smile tugged at the corners of the Fated Man's lips, "This is the source of my power."

"When a person gets faith, he can become a god," the predestined man lifted his step and stepped on the lotus leaves in the lotus pond, he pathwayed through the red lotuses, and walked slowly towards Jiang Luo, "the Eastern Taoist gods and immortals, and the Western Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, the more they are worshipped by the temples, and the more believers they have, the stronger their power becomes. But are there really gods in this world?"

He sighed despondently, "No one has ever seen God, including me."

Jiang Luo took a cautious step back.

"We have to invoke the gods to write charms, and we have to invoke the gods to do the practices, and the shaman clan can still invoke the gods, but if you ask them if there are any gods left in the world nowadays, they'll most likely answer that there aren't."

The Fated Man had walked to the center of the lotus pond, the lotus leaves he stepped on were obviously so weak, but they were firmly supported under the bottom of the Fated Man's feet, "In this world, there are yet many things that claim to be immortal."

"The Fox Immortal, the Yellow Immortal, including the Hedgehog, the Snake, and the Mouse, they are what we call the Five Immortals," said the Predestined Man, "the Mountain God, the Land, the Ting New Woman, and the Black and White Impermanent ...... We seem to have a number of lesser deities as well. "

He stepped out of the lotus pond, "But the real gods, who knows if they exist."

Jiang Luo had retreated behind the incense burner, his lips pursed as he stared intently at the nemesis.

"So I was curious and wanted to try to see if people could become new gods," the predestined man walked to the incense burner, looked at the curling smoke and said with a smile, "Jiang Luo, do you want to become a god?"

Jiang Luo pulls his lips apart, still calmly acting out his lack of desire, "Is this place a dream? Fatalist, I don't understand what you mean."

The Fated One looked at him tenderly, with a gaze that looked like he was looking at a disobedient junior, and he said, "You understand."

Jiang Luo stared blankly at him, not showing the slightest hint of dissent.

The Fates looked at him and smiled slowly.

It was as if the snow was falling from the sky, drowning Jiang Luo in it. This glance did not contain a trace of killing intent, on the contrary, the snow in the eyes of the Fated One was like gentle seawater, which only surrounded Jiang Luo, but was not prepared to drown him.

There was total kindness in it, the kind of total kindness for the good of others like when a predator kills a bird.

Jiang Luo suddenly rose a bold idea, he suddenly reached out and quickly pulled out a few handfuls of incense from the incense burner, then stared dead at the predestined man and said, "Will you be angry if I do this?"

The Fates smiled helplessly, "No."

Jiang Luo continued, "Will you kill me?"

The Fatalist said, "Of course not."

Jiang Luo smiled, the corners of his lips curved into a beautiful arc, if the evil spirits were here, they would be able to see the pure nastiness belonging to the darkness in the dark-haired youth's smile, "Do gods kill people?"

The Fates looked at him steadily for a moment and said slowly, "No."

All things in the world are the same in God's eyes.

They are full of love for people, and every human being is loved by the gods in the same way, and so are all beings other than humans; everything is the same, and that would only show the ruthlessness of the gods. The birth, old age, sickness and death of human beings are no different in the eyes of the gods than the birth, old age, sickness and death of a blade of grass or a worm; they watch all the changes in the world from on high, and no one is special in the eyes of the gods.

They could easily let humans die, but just as a man would not kill a shovelful of earth under his feet or a drop of water inside a river, so God would not kill humans.

In traditional mythology, no god or goddess comes down to earth for the purpose of killing. But in the stories, the boundaries between gods and men are not particularly clear; the gods have feelings too, and jealousy and love can rise; Jiang Luo can recite the story of the Cowherd and the Weaving Maiden backwards and forwards, not to mention the other gods and goddesses who sacrificed their lives for the sake of the greater good.

But the Predestined Man, a pseudo-god, is not the same as the legendary gods and goddesses.

He has no evil thoughts or desires, no emotions. He has goodwill for everything - a difference that seems so deliberate in Jiang Luo's eyes that it's sickening.

It's like the only way a predestined person can become a pseudo-god and then a true god is to stay that way.

But what if the predestined person is predisposed to have evil thoughts, to have desires?

The Fate wants to induce Jiang Luo to become ruthless and righteous. Can Jiang Luo reverse the Fate's malice?

Make him angry, murderous, greedy, lustful ......

Even this idea of wanting to become a god is a form of desire.

Jiang Luo has a flash in his eyes.

When the predestined man develops malice and desire, does he not fall back from being a pseudo-god, to being human?