What is the experience of simulating a fairy?

Chapter 480 Advance! Kyoto in 1000 year
Gao Tianyuan's deep and dark dome suddenly lit up with a faint light.

Immediately afterwards, the light outlined a young man in a bathrobe. There were some inexplicable golden lines on his face, and many white lotus lights and shadows hovered and danced around him.

He lowered his head and looked at Shen Lue calmly:

"Yaki. Why do you look a little surprised?"

Bishamonten shook his fingers.

Silk threads tugged at the shriveled bodies of these gods, like strings of cured meat blowing in the wind.

"Well~
"These are your old enemies, right? You should be happy that they have become what they are today."

Shen slightly observed these silk threads secretly.

There seems to be a huge power in these lines, and these powers come from the dying gods, all flowing towards Bishamonten.

It is the power of faith.

Bishamonten is using these threads to take the power of Gao Tianyuan's faith as his own, which is why this place has become so miserable and desolate.

He looked up and asked:
"Are you stealing Gao Tianyuan's faith?"

Bishamonten shrugged:

"I don't like the word steal very much, but you insist on saying it, and I don't bother to correct it.

"That's right.

"For hundreds of years, the oracles received by the priests in the mortal world, and even the messages received by the underworld, are actually my ideas, Baqi"

He looked Shen Lue up and down, and suddenly changed the topic:
"Unexpectedly, your strength is far superior to Amaterasu,

"It's better to accept the transformation of the celestial beings. I can promise you that when the celestial beings return to the mortal world, you will never have to worry about your life."

Shen Lue's level 150 strength was indeed beyond Bishamonten's expectations.

Of course, it would be great if this kind of strong man can subdue the servants of the Heavenly Human Race.

Shen slightly frowned:
Accept the transformation of the Celestial Race?
He looked at the shriveled gods hanging high above the dilapidated Gaotianyuan, and rejected the "olive branch" Bishamonten handed over in his heart on the spot.

Gao Tianyuan and the gang of old guys are already sinister enough.
The result was played so badly.

How terrifying and insidious the behavior of the Celestial Human Race is, it is simply unimaginable, submit to them?Absolutely impossible.

However, Shen Lue did not immediately deny it, but instead asked:

"Your invitation... I can consider it.

"But before that, you have to make me clear a few things."

He has many questions and needs to get answers from Bishamonten.

Oh?
Bishamonten raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly:
"can."

Shen slightly cleared his throat and started the first question:
"First of all, why did the Celestials want to invade Gao Tianyuan's faith? Given your strength, it doesn't seem necessary."

There was a smile on the corner of Bishamonten's mouth:
"I might as well tell you.

"In ancient times, the Celestials and Humans used to live in the mortal world, but because they looked very different from the Humans, they were exiled to the desolate Moonside."

He raised his hand, and a picture appeared:
On the back of the moon, the Celestials and Humans built their own towns and civilizations, and all kinds of tall and splendid buildings stretched endlessly, not inferior to the mortal world.

"Fortunately, we are very lucky.

"Although the back of the moon is desolate, it contains a unique aura belonging to the moon, which not only allows us to survive successfully, but also improves our strength by leaps and bounds."

Swah——

The picture changes.

The more powerful Celestials and Humans made a comeback. In order to avenge their exile, countless soldiers and horses set off from the back of the moon to kill the mortal world.

For a time, mortal corpses littered the field.

Shen Lue could smell a strong smell of blood even through the phantom screen.

Swah——

The screen changes again.

Bishamonten snorted softly:
"But at that time, there were indeed some interesting characters in the mortal world."

In the screen, many familiar scenes suddenly appeared:
A West Asian man sitting under a bodhi tree, a white man crucified on a cross, and an old man riding a green ox through Hangu Pass
"At that time, powerful figures in the mortal world established sects and integrated beliefs one after another.

"Even if the times make heroes."

On the Japanese island, it was Izanami and Izanagi who officially established Takamahara.

call--

Bishamonten breathed a sigh of relief:

"These guys took advantage of the unpreparedness of the Celestials and beat us back to the back of the moon. At the same time, they used the power of faith to set up a barrier between the mortal world and the moon to prevent us from returning to the mortal world."

Hearing this, Shen Lue has roughly guessed the conspiracy of the Celestial Human Race:
The power of faith that erodes the mortal world.

Bishamonten stole Gao Tianyuan in order to control all the power of the believers in the mortal world in the hands of the Celestial Beings.

and many more!

Faith in the mortal world is far more than just Gao Tianyuan!
At least there are Buddhism, Taoism, etc.
Could it be that.
He slowly widened his eyes.

Bishamonten saw through Shen Lue's thoughts:
"You guessed it right.

"I'm just one of the generals of the Celestial Clan, and I'm only responsible for subduing Gao Tianyuan. As for the various sects in the mortal world, of course other Celestial Beings are in charge.

"Although you are a powerful evil god here,

"Maybe what you see is just the tip of the iceberg, a frog in a well."

After explaining, he seemed a little impatient:

"Okay, enough has been said.
"Baqi no Orochi, what do you think?"

Shen Lue began to quickly mobilize his divine power:
"How about it?
"Of course. I want to destroy you!"

His eyes lit up instantly, and the real mountain-like body of Yamato no Orochi emerged from behind, and a huge shadow enveloped most of the barren Takamahara.

boom!
The eight snake heads spit out divine flames at the same time, rendering the surrounding world into a purple world.

[Witch Art Skill] Flame of God's Wrath.

"Oh?"

Bishamonten took his time.

He plucked a piece from the white lotus flowers around him, pinched it with two fingers, and flung it down lightly.

Swah——

When the purple flames all over the sky touched the white petals, it was like ice and snow meeting the hottest sun in midsummer, melting away in an instant without leaving a trace.

Bishamonten's eyes gradually became sharper:

"Stubborn.

"It seems that the noble Celestial Human Race is about to lose a dispensable servant."

He raised his hand and pressed it directly.

In an instant, there was only snow white in front of Shen Lue's eyes.

"Oops."

He could feel that his body was like a snowman scorched by high temperature, which would be erased in a short time.

Bishamonten's strength is somewhat unexpected.

"Eight Mirrors."

He quickly took out the artifact that he carried with him.

Can't beat.
Then find a way to run!

Jingling quickly drilled out of the copper mirror: "Master Baqi, what should we do now?"

It also senses intense danger.

Shen slightly thought about it and asked:

"Mirror, is there a way for you to take me through time and space to avoid Bishamonten?"

He wanted to emulate the previous plan in Yamatai, traveling back in time to deal with the fragments of Izanami's power.

But this time Jingling shook his head:

"No sir.

"The level of the Celestials is beyond our imagination, Bishamonten can even contact the self that existed in the past time and space, and order the past Him to continue to encircle and suppress us.

"So it doesn't work!"

The corner of Shen Yue's mouth twitched:
Does this work too?
Jingling took a breath:

"Unless, unless we try to travel to the future to avoid, such as
"Heian-kyo 1000 years later."

(End of this chapter)