God Simulator Chapter 723

Chapter 723 I am not an evil god

Zhang Cheng had no choice but to agree to Monk Qing's request.

He often goes out to collect medicine, and he knows that there are dangers outside the villages and towns of Jindan Kingdom, and it is difficult for him and Zhang Ye to survive in the wilderness. There is no otherworldly fairyland in this world. If there was, it would have been occupied by Feng Danzi long ago.

 Monk Qing gave each of the two brothers a masking cloth.

“Our lineage worships the **** “Meichibo” and is a follower of Lord Meichibo. Put on this cloth and follow me. "

 He took the two brothers all the way into the depths of a cave.

There is a stone statue standing in the cave. The statue looks like a monk with a blurred face. He sits cross-legged on the ground and seems to be beating a wooden fish.

There were many men and women standing around, all covering their faces with cloths.

 Monk Qing clasped his hands together, nodded to the stone statue and said, "Follow me."

“I often tell people in the world that if the mind is not moving, there will be no suffering or pain.”

“All phenomena are unreal, all phenomena are like dreams, all phenomena are imaginary… I have what I have, and I have no desire or desire.”

 Zhang Cheng kept thinking and looked around him out of the corner of his eye.

The ground here is slippery and covered with moss, and the stalactites above the head are still dripping with water, but the statues are not soaked by water, as if they were moved in not long ago. It seems to be a temporary altar.

 “The ceremony is completed.”

Then Monk Qing turned around and said to the two brothers: "From now on, you are the disciples of Lord Mu Yifang and my disciples. "

 “Master.”

 Zhang Cheng and Zhang Ye both knelt down to pay homage to their master.

 Monk Qing gave each of the two brothers a talisman drawn on green cloth.

"This is the "One-Eyed Talisman". You only need to put it on your forehead and you will be able to see the traces of my master and find me along the way. "

“I have lived for my master for more than eight hundred years, and I owe it to Lord Meichibo for longevity. As long as you sincerely believe and worship, you can be like a teacher. "

The one-eyed monk warned: "The mark on your chest is called the "Heart Erosion Mark", which is the mark left by the mountain **** on everyone. This mark will make the internal organs continue to grow and grow stronger, while the skin, flesh, bones and blood of the person will continue to weaken. After all the vitality is sucked away by the heart, lungs and spleen, the body will die. "

“The mountain **** likes to eat human internal organs, so he uses the heart-eating seal to nourish the heart and lungs.”

Zhang Cheng was shocked, then filled with sadness and anger.

 My mother was actually eaten by the mountain god.

 “I have received the power from Master “Mokuichibo” for my teacher, which can remove the Seal of Corrupted Heart. But now that the time has come, removing the mark will expose you to suspicion and danger. "

Monk Qing told them: "You first continue to lurk in the alchemy workshop and metalworking workshop, collect information about the alchemists and alchemists, and carefully observe whether they are unhappy or frightened..."

 Zhang Cheng only found out after listening.

It turns out that Monk Qing asked himself and his younger brother to serve as internal responders, not because he wanted to deal with Feng Danzi or the mountain god, but to trick others into converting to the **** "Mu Yifang".

After the worship, Zhang Cheng asked privately: "Master, will Mr. Mu Yifang show up to kill the mountain god?" After all, the mountain **** is the real evil god..."

"certainly."

Monk Qing's face was serious: "But before that, we need to win more people to come closer to us. We want to save as many people as possible, not just kill the mountain gods. Before that, we have to be patient for the common people." "

On the way back, Zhang Ye was very excited.

“Brother, we are not afraid this time. We have a master and Mr. Meichibo is backing us. "

Zhang Cheng shook his head: "No, we have to rely on ourselves."

No matter the mountain gods in the past, or the Qing Monk, "Mu Yifang" or the mountain gods today, they are not reliable.

 No one can be relied upon.

 Zhang Cheng told his relatively simple-minded younger brother: "The mountain **** needs us because we need to provide hearts and lungs from generation to generation. Mu Yifang and the master need us because we can offer our faith and win more other believers for them."

“Ultimately, both gods see us as cattle and sheep, one for meat, one for shaving and more.”

Zhang Ye was stunned: "Then, aren't we unable to advance or retreat?"

 “So you have to rely on yourself.”

 Zhang Cheng patted his younger brother on the shoulder: "We have something more reliable."

"What?"

 “My alchemy, your alchemy.”

 “Brother, I understand.”

 Brother, do you really understand?

 Zhang Cheng doesn't know.

 He himself had no confidence at all.

Even if you practice alchemy to the extreme, what will you get? Can it be compared to the gods?

 But as a brother, you must be able to hold your nerve and be able to come up with an idea at any time.

Zhang Cheng had no choice.

 Caught between two behemoths, the only ones you can trust are yourself and your craftsmanship.

Only when he concentrates on refining alchemy, Zhang Cheng can forget the cruelty and troubles of the world and immerse himself in the wonderful changes and blends.

 This is also the only place where he can find spiritual sustenance.

Similarly, Zhang Cheng's alchemy skills improved by leaps and bounds, and he soon mastered dozens of extremely difficult elixir recipes. He began to officially participate in refining high-level elixirs, and obtained a large amount of resources from the elixir workshop. The [Alchemy Department] in charge of the thirty-six town alchemy workshop also praised the elixirs he refined, making other alchemists envious.

“Zhang Cheng, can you impart some experience? I'm always easily prone to pill cracking…”

 “How do you maintain such a high rate of elixir formation? This is too exaggerated.”

“The elixir you made is so smooth, balanced and has no rejection reaction... How did you do this?”

 Many alchemists asked him for advice.

Zhang Chengdu told them: "Just practice more."

 He is telling the truth.

 Zhang Cheng focused all his enthusiasm and hopes on alchemy.

Except for his younger brother, he only has alchemy skills.

He stopped researching the new elixir and devoted all his energy to adjusting and perfecting [Powang Dan]. It would be a great thing for an alchemist to be able to make a new alchemy recipe in his lifetime. Zhang Cheng knew that he did not have the extra energy and time to explore another direction.

 PoWang Dan is the most important.

Just when Zhang Cheng was immersed in the life of Danlu, one day Zhang Ye came to Lingmiao Garden in Danfang to look for him.

 Under normal circumstances, the two brothers meet every five days, and each is busy on a daily basis. Zhang Ye rarely takes the initiative to come to the alchemist's side.

 “What's wrong?” Zhang Cheng felt something was wrong.

“Brother, please take a leave and go out with me.”

Zhang Cheng saw that Zhang Ye was worried, so he went to register for going out, and then left with his brother.

 “Brother, sit down.”

 Zhang Ye rode a wooden ox.

 This is one of the common mounts for alchemists. The wooden ox can carry heavy objects, and can travel a long distance every time the winch is full. Another kind of mount, the iron horse, is known for its speed and impact. It has a weak endurance, but it can move quickly and shuttle through dangerous areas.

 The clumsy wooden cow paced slowly all the way into the night, arriving at the edge of a wide swamp.

 Zhang Ye jumped off the wooden ox, took a lantern, and laid out the prepared wooden boards all the way. Then he lay down on the wooden board, crawled forward slowly like a four-legged snake, and motioned to his elder brother to do the same.

 Zhang Cheng crawled on the wooden board with him and reached the depths of the swamp. "Here." Zhang Ye raised the lantern in his hand and adjusted the glass piece above to shine the light forward.

The dim yellow light illuminated a raised mound. The mound had a more regular shape, and its surface was covered with dried black mud and lichen.

Zhang Cheng saw clearly that the mound turned out to be a stone statue, with only half of its head exposed in the swamp.

“Brother, come closer and come to me. Come and touch this stone statue.” Zhang Ye said.

 Zhang Cheng had no doubt that he was there and walked over carefully.

His eyes widened as soon as his cloth-wrapped fingers touched the head of the stone statue.

 Zhang Cheng saw three light groups inside the mysterious stone statue, each representing an ability.

 They are [Theology], [Astrology] and [Basic Semiotics] respectively.

 If you want to obtain the power within the stone statue, you must exchange it with a proficient skill.

"How about it, brother, isn't this exciting?" Zhang Ye grinned and said, "I was chased here by a poisonous beast when I was out looking for materials, and that's when I discovered it. Do we want to trade with it?"

 Zhang Cheng thought carefully and said, "You didn't tell anyone else about this, did you?"

 “Of course not, only you and I know.”

 “Hide this place first.”

 “Okay, but don't we use the power in it?”

Zhang Cheng said seriously: "What is the price? Is it just an exchange of our alchemy and alchemy skills? When you look at this stone statue again, don't you think of something?"

The younger brother looked at it and his face changed slightly: "The statue... looks like the statue of the mountain **** and Mr. Meichibo." "

The mountain statue is a small mountain, but there are two curved corners on the top of the mountain, and the first square is a monk knocking wooden fish.

The stone statues in the mud are also almost human-like.

Zhang Cheng nodded: "There is this kind of power beyond understanding, and it is a stone statue. It may also be a statue left by a certain god..."

"Then what should we do?" Zhang Ye looked at his brother.

 Zhang Cheng said: "Go to the master."

Although Monk Qing is not a pure and kind person, there is a dead end on the mountain god's side, and he and his brother will eventually have to escape.

Since the risk of touching this statue is too high, it is better to offer it to Monk Qing and gain some trust.

The two brothers Zhang and Cheng put the "One-Eyed Talisman" on their foreheads. On a starry night, they found Monk Qing who was still preaching in the mountains and forests, and took him all the way to the swamp.

Seeing the blurry stone statue sunk in the mud, Monk Qing's one eye was wary.

 He ​​carefully touched the stone statue, and his expression became particularly solemn: "This is the statue of an evil **** from outside the sky. It is unbelievable... If you make a deal with it, it will attract the attention of the evil god, and the consequences will be disastrous."

 “Don't attract the evil spirit, don't touch it.”

“He will **** away the soul and everything of those who touch it, bringing real disaster to the world..."

 Monk Qing was very cautious about this. He opened his arms and used magical power to make the stone statue sink further until nothing could be seen on the surface of the swamp, then he stopped.

Only then did Zhang Cheng realize that this stone statue had brought tremendous pressure to Monk Qing, and its origins might be far beyond imagination.

The dormant life never ended at the beginning, and more than ten years passed very quickly.

 Over the years, Brother Zhang Cheng asked to leave many times.

Monk Keqing always said: "You are talented and disguise yourself well. Relax, I will take you away before you are forty years old and remove the marks on your body."

Although Zhang Cheng was angry, there was nothing he could do.

 The gods don't care at all about the life and death of ordinary people.

 He could only devote all his anguish to alchemy.

 Zhang Ye's accident broke the last chord in Zhang Cheng's heart.

 In order to protect Monk Qing and the followers of Mu Yifang, Zhang Ye rode an iron horse and was surrounded by poisonous beasts. Although he escaped in the end, he was covered in scars. He was so severely poisoned that he lost the ability to speak, was paralyzed in bed, and needed constant care.

 Fortunately, Zhang Cheng is an alchemist and uses elixirs to save his brother's life.

In response, Monk Qing said: "Everyone will remember your dedication. Just bear with it a little longer and wait for my notification, and you will get better soon."

 Wait until your mother is bald!

 Zhang Cheng was so angry that his teeth almost broke.

 He came to the location of the stone statue of the evil **** that day. The place has now become dry, and the stone statues were dug out of the soil by Zhang Cheng.

The white-haired Zhang Cheng was panting and pressed his hands that were no longer strong and smooth against the stone statue.

 He cried silently in his heart.

“O evil **** from another world, please complete the exchange with me.”

 If you want to come, then come!

  The world will not be worse anyway.

 Zhang Cheng did not receive a response for a long time and was about to leave. Suddenly, he felt a huge and unfamiliar force coming out of his body.

 This is...[Theology]!

 The evil **** responded.

Before Zhang Cheng had time to digest the theology, he suddenly found that there was a tall man in front of him.

The man in front of him was tall and tall, wearing a short coat and coarse trousers, with a thick beard on his chin, exposing his muscular arms and neck, and exuding a strong sense of oppression.

 Zhang Cheng stuffed three PoWan Dan into his mouth.

Then his eyes only saw a sudden burst of bright light, and then there was severe pain in both eyes, as if they were being stabbed by needles, and his eyelids were beating non-stop.

Zhang Cheng lowered his head desperately and stopped looking at the other person. Only then did his darkened eyes gradually regain their vision.

 This shocked him greatly.

 Theological inspiration.

　　Do not look directly...Do not spy...Do not know...This is the breath and power of God.

The man said: "Sorry, I got a little lost when I was passing here. Could you please give me some directions?"

“…Are you the evil god?” Zhang Cheng took a deep breath.

The other party's face froze, and then he laughed: “Brother, you really know how to joke. I'm just a countryman passing by. What does it have to do with the evil god?”

 The corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth twitched.

You are dressed up. Normal people wear such poisonous insects and poisonous rain in the wild. Who is not covered with tightly? How do you look like a normal person with your lively appearance?

I just exchanged wishes with my front legs, and your back legs appeared out of thin air...The poisonous insects and beasts in all directions disappeared without a trace, and even the buzzing of the insects disappeared.

Even the insects know that it is the coming of a **** who cannot be disturbed.

 “Lord Evil God, I have a request...”

 “I declare once again that I am not an evil god.”

The other party raised his palm and made a gesture of rejection with a serious expression.

 Zhang Cheng suddenly woke up.

How can any **** think that he is an evil god? Oh, I am so stupid! The pressure brought by the gods made it difficult to use my brain.

So he carefully followed the other person and said, "What's your... name?"

 “If you don't change your surname in a certain profession, you don't change your name, you will be a barbarian with yellow armor.”

The other person smiled slightly.

 (End of this chapter)

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