Chapter 433: Power of incense! Wonderful use of golden substance

Chixia Temple, Miaofa Hall.

Zhang Fan sat on a cushion, his aura surging, like coming out of a large cave, faintly rippling, undulating like ripples, vast like a river and sea.

His aura became more natural and harmonious, three feet above his head, the primordial spirit entered meditation in the void, and a cloud of mist surged above, gilded firelight surging, flickering, and dying...

Thousands of light and shadows were hidden in the birth and death of the firelight, reflecting the thoughts of all living things.

"That is incense spiritual power!?"

Outside the Miaofa Hall, Xiang Nantian noticed the undeniable strange phenomenon. As the temple master of Chixia Temple, he noticed that the incense spiritual power accumulated over many years was pouring into the hall.

Incense is one of the most incredible forces in the human world.

This power comes from the thoughts of all living things.

If one thought does not arise, all conditions are extinguished; if various thoughts arise, all phenomena are falsely combined.

Even Daoist practitioners are deeply afraid of the power of thoughts and find it difficult to exhaust its mysteries.

All living things worship gods and Buddhas, offer them with sincere hearts, sacrifice them with incense, carrying the purest thoughts, desires, fears, worries, piety... various thoughts are born, integrated into the incense, becoming a link between the human world and heaven, becoming the resource for gods and Buddhas.

Incense hides the purest thoughts in the human world, so gods and Buddhas like to eat incense.

If "dragon vein" is the creation of heaven and earth.

Then "incense" is the great power of the human world.

"God-Demon Holy Embryo... is this one of the nine inner alchemy methods? Actually able to touch this kind of power?" Xiang Nantian said solemnly.

Incense is rolling. For Zhang Fan, it is the resource for refining longevity, but for him, it is a forbidden zone that cannot be touched.

Even as a strong person in the Zhaishou realm, touching this kind of power is like thousands of thoughts coming to the body, a great calamity must come, as if falling into a long night without light.

"Xu Xu Guanzhu Xiang is worthy of being an old friend of South Zhang. It seems this is not the first time you have seen 【God-Demon Holy Embryo】?"

Just at this moment, a peaceful voice came from behind.

Xiang Nantian did not look back, but knew it was Zhang Wuming.

"I have eaten so many years of rice, I still have this bit of knowledge," Xiang Nantian said lightly.

Loose practitioners in Xijiang, seven strong people in the Zhaishou realm, Xiang Nantian's cultivation is the highest, and his qualifications are the oldest. People like Ling Du, Xiao Xiaole, Hua Wuhuan, and Chang Jinzhi are all afraid of him and dare not be slow.

He said such words, but could not refute.

"Xu Xu Guanzhu Xiang still doesn't trust me," Zhang Wuming said with deep meaning.

"Although we are on the same boat, you are wearing the skin of North Zhang." Xiang Nantian said without concealment.

After the destruction of South Zhang, although he was lucky enough to avoid the disaster and was incorporated by North Zhang, he had always been extremely disgusted with North Zhang.

"Young man, I know you have great ambitions, unify the Xijiang region, and stand on your own," Xiang Nantian said lightly.

"But who knows if this is a bargaining chip for your future retreat?"

As soon as this was said, Zhang Wuming's gaze narrowed.

If the Fan Gate stands firm in the Xijiang region, it can stand on its own and no longer be bound by anyone. If it retreats, when North Zhang returns in the future and reopens Long Hu Mountain, then as a stepping stone for the Fan Gate, he is also a great achievement, and his status will be different.

Xiang Nantian's meaning is very clear. From beginning to end, he has been vigilant against Zhang Wuming.

This young man's cultivation is not high, but he makes this Zhaishou strong person feel dangerous, extremely dangerous.

That feeling is like a poisonous snake hidden in the depths of the dense forest, not knowing when it will reveal its fangs.

"Things in the future are hard to say, but now, I have pressed everything on him,"

Zhang Wuming did not refute, looking at the Miaofa Hall, murmuring softly, but his gaze was unprecedentedly sincere.

Xiang Nantian looked at him, was silent for a moment, and then said: "Many years ago, I saw it once..."

"I saw it once on his father."

"Zhang Lingzong!?" Zhang Wuming's heart moved.

"It seems that over the years, you still have some connection with South Zhang."

"South Zhang... how many people are left now? It's all past events," Xiang Nantian shook his head and sighed.

"That year, his father suffered a great calamity and went to Laoshan to borrow incense!"

"Borrow incense!?" Zhang Wuming's heart moved slightly.

In the world, I am afraid that only those who cultivate 【God-Demon Holy Embryo】 can do this, even incense can be borrowed.

"At that time, he was almost in the calamity of the great night without light." Xiang Nantian sighed.

"Laoshan is so concerned about the friendship of South Zhang?" Zhang Wuming could not help but say.

"Friendship? He also paid a great price."

"The path of cultivation is rugged... His father is the last incense of South Zhang. The suffering and calamity he endured is indeed not something ordinary people can imagine," Xiang Nantian sighed.

Rumble...

Suddenly, a violent sound came, attracting the attention of the two.

Zhang Wuming looked up and saw the gilded firelight gradually dimming, and the gathered smoke and clouds slowly dissipated.

"Sucked dry."

In one day and one night, Zhang Fan refined the incense accumulated by Chixia Temple clean.

At this time, the large Daoist temple seemed to have lost its usual magnificence and solemnity, and lacked a bit of mysterious majesty.

Hum...

The door opened, Zhang Fan walked out, his figure was a bit blurry, as if out of tune with the surrounding environment, revealing mystery beyond the past.

In the blink of an eye, that feeling dissipated, and he stood at the door, just like an ordinary person.

"How is it?" Zhang Wuming walked up and asked with concern.

"It's okay," Zhang Fan nodded.

Since returning from Copper Gong Mountain, nearly half a month has passed.

In this half month, he ran through all the large and small loose practitioner Daoist temples in the Xijiang region, realized the incense spiritual power, and the harvest was unimaginable.

He had a deeper understanding of 【God-Demon Holy Embryo】, and the primordial spirit was also quietly transforming.

The most critical thing is that he refined the incense spiritual power of the major loose practitioner Daoist temples in the Xijiang region one by one, and with the help of 【God-Demon Holy Embryo】, he finally extracted seven golden substances.

"Loose practitioner Daoist temples, incense is ultimately limited," Zhang Fan sighed.

Incense spiritual power will also dissipate with time, unless a Dharma altar is set up to gather incense, which is the importance of the Dharma altar.

Large and small Daoist temples in Xijiang, many of which nominally belong to North Zhang, have not set up branch altars, so the incense dissipates severely.

In addition, when Zhang Fan refined it, there was about a 70% loss.

After all, the quality of incense spiritual power produced by a devout believer and a believer who holds Buddha's feet temporarily is different.

In today's era, material desires are rampant. For most people, worshipping gods and Buddhas is just a stepping stone to satisfy desires. Once such incense spiritual power is purified, there will naturally be losses.

The remaining 30% of incense added up to a total of seven golden substances.

"Still too few people, gather more," Zhang Wuming said solemnly. ===== CHAPTER 434 =====

"Still too few people; let's gather more," Zhang Wuming said in a deep voice.