Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 778 The Godhead Mask has become the appearance of a senior brother
"Thank you Big Ear God for coming that day and saving my family. We are here to fulfill our vow."

"Big Ear God, everyone says you are powerful and can hear everything. I beg you to show up and bless my family with good health and good fortune."

"Big Eared General..."

All kinds of disturbing thoughts invaded his mind. As the deputy general of Tiantong Sect Leader, he had a lot of power of faith, but most of the time he only worshipped him when he worshipped Tiantong Sect Leader.

Most of these beliefs were not devout. Even though he had gained some extremely devout beliefs because of his divine manifestation before the people in the Tiantong resettlement area last time, the proportion was still small.

Therefore, the power of his faith is mostly composed of various delusions intertwined with desires.

"My senior brother said that this mask is how others see me. Even though there may be one or two magical powers inside, once I put on the mask, my nature and destiny will go astray. I can't lose the big picture while ignoring the small details."

Zhang Huaiyi tried his best to gather his thoughts and began to attack the mask of the big-eared god general that gathered a lot of power of faith, trying to defeat it.

But he overestimated himself and underestimated the divine mask formed by the huge power of faith. After one blow, the opponent just trembled a little, and the skin was not even peeled off. It can be said that there was no damage at all.

"Huh?! Didn't Senior Brother say that this mask is very fragile and can be punctured with just a tap? Why is it so difficult?"

Zhang Huaiyi muttered something in his heart, focused his mind, and attacked the mask again.

This time, the mask trembled violently, and the gold and silver paints on the face faded a little, but it still did not collapse.

This made Zhang Huaiyi a little dumbfounded. The situation was completely different from what his senior brother said. The toughness of this thing was beyond imagination.

"It's completely different. You even said you were passing on your experience to me. Aren't you misleading me?"

Although he complained like this, Zhang Huaiyi knew in his heart that his senior brother would not be able to deceive him. This situation might be related to his senior brother's strength and the power of the divine mask.

When my senior brother completed this step, the Tiantong Church had not yet been established. The power of faith came from word of mouth and was very shallow. The condensed mask of divinity was naturally fragile, and coupled with his own strong strength, it broke with just one poke.

However, my strength is not as good as his, and the strength of the divine mask I condensed is higher than his, so this is the case!
Thinking of this, Zhang Huaiyi felt secretly annoyed. Was his previous behavior a bit impulsive? He should have waited until he had the third level of the mask of divinity before changing his priesthood by showing his prowess in public.

"It's no use thinking about it now. Once the arrow is shot, there's no turning back. No matter how difficult it is, we have to keep going."

"Besides, everything has two sides. Although the difficulty has increased, once you succeed, the magical power you gain will also be extraordinary."

Zhang Huaiyi was a smart man. He did not continue to attack the mask of divinity directly, but began to unravel the delusions that made up the mask of divinity.

This action was quite effective, and the divine mask was disintegrating it bit by bit. However, what he did not notice was that while he was concentrating on dealing with external delusions, his inner delusions were also stirring.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei in the outside world noticed that Zhang Huaiyi was acting strangely. Zhang Huaiyi became a little anxious, and the colorful power of faith was overflowing from his body.

This is not a good sign. He pointed a finger at Zhang Huaiyi's forehead and shouted:
"Bao Yuan Shou Yi, I'm here to help you!"

Zhang Huaiyi, who was in a state of meditation, suddenly felt a coolness in his mind. The facial mask that had been indestructible for so long was torn into pieces by him easily like a fragile cloth.

"It's still up to senior brother to take action!" Zhang Huaiyi was overjoyed. Without time to sigh about anything else, he continued to visualize himself.

He saw again the self with half of himself buried in the darkness, showing his sharp edge, and the other half appearing in the light, harmless to humans and animals.

Zhang Huaiyi stared at himself. He actually knew what kind of person he was. His sharp edge was his basic character.

But why hide in the shadows?

Why can't I see clearly?
Have you been hiding for too long and forgotten yourself?

This is not me! Zhang Huaiyi concentrated his mind and shattered the self in front of him.

But soon, a new self was regenerated, and this time he was no longer harmless. Instead, he was sharp and aggressive, with a look of high spirits between his brows.

But for some reason, half of the face was still buried in the shadow.

This made him puzzled, but there was no time for him to hesitate. The power of faith of the Tiantong Church was endless, and new divine masks were being generated. Although he had his senior brothers to help resist, he had his own pride. Once would be enough, how could he continue so many times?
Perhaps, that dark side is actually my own background. I am not a person who lives in the sun. Just like what Master said, I am a mouse hiding in the dark. This is me, and I should accept him!

Zhang Huaiyi thought so in his heart, and then he stopped resisting and began to evolve the half-bright and half-dark self.

This step was not difficult. Soon, a brand new facial mask appeared. Different from the previous image, this facial mask was exactly the same as Zhang Huaiyi's current face, except that it was more ostentatious and sharper. However, half of the face was still bright and the other half was dark.

"I remember my senior brother said that everyone wears a mask because of various things in life, which leads to the difference between the inner and outer self."

Zhang Huaiyi muttered to himself, and with a thought, the mask was slowly put on his face, and a force merged into his body.

This power was not strong, but he keenly felt that his control over himself had improved and he could use his power more freely.

This was rare, because he was very good at controlling his Qi, and was even not inferior to Zhang Zhiwei in transforming golden light into shape with Qi. He once thought that he would not have any major breakthroughs in this regard, but unexpectedly, he actually made progress this time.

"It's a huge benefit. Even if the magical power brought by the Godhead Mask is not good enough, this alone is worth it."

"I can even improve my use of golden light and thunder magic to a higher level. I may be able to use some of the methods that my senior brothers have used before."

Zhang Huaiyi thought: "However, because I have only evolved the facial makeup and have not integrated the power of faith from the outside world, I have not developed any magical powers. But it's not a big problem. It won't be too late to integrate it after I reach the third stage!"

Afterwards, Zhang Huaiyi began the next stage of evolution.

At this stage, he needs to use his own life to play the god, and to transform the mask into a god that is almost real.

For ordinary entertainers, it means to perform and get closer to the god they are portraying by putting on their own character, words, deeds, etc.

The more thorough the approach, the more realistic the performance, and the more vivid the manifested god.

All the prostitutes in this world are at this stage, just like the previous three levels of reverse life, no matter how strong they are, they can only approach it and can never reach it.

Zhang Zhiwei's method can be considered a trick, but even if it is a trick, it is not something that ordinary people can do. It requires the unity of knowledge and action, visualizing and evolving the truest self, and achieving the unity of sex and life. In this way, the second stage is completed and one can go directly to the third stage.

This was a natural thing for Zhang Zhiwei, but it was equally difficult for others. After all, it is easy to say that knowledge and action should be integrated, but it is not easy to do it.

Zhang Zhiwei thought it was not a difficult thing, but for some people, it might be an insurmountable chasm that they would find difficult to overcome in their entire life.

At this stage, Zhang Huaiyi also encountered difficulties. He found that the mask of divinity that he evolved by comparing it with his life could not achieve unity of form and spirit. There was a slight gap between the two, and life and death could not be integrated.

If the body and life cannot be integrated, it is naturally impossible to break through the third level.

"What's going on? Why is this happening?" Zhang Huaiyi was puzzled. He had clearly followed what his senior brother said. "Is it because your realm is not high enough? When my senior brother did this, he acted as a sage inside and a king outside. His consciousness sat on the spiritual platform and was not affected by delusions."

"My realm is not high enough to completely eliminate delusions, but I asked him to protect me and resist the invasion of delusions from the outside world. Why does this problem still occur?"

Zhang Huaiyi remembered the facial mask he had previously created, which was half dark and half bright.

"Could it be that I don't understand myself thoroughly enough, and my evolution is not thorough enough? That's not actually my true self?"

Zhang Huaiyi had doubts in his heart, but now that the mask of the divinity had been completed and integrated into his body, he had no intention of thinking about it and asked his senior brother what was going on.

He returned his Qi to its original position, opened his eyes, and a slender finger touched his forehead.

He could sense waves of spiritual fluctuations spreading from his fingertips, forming a protective shield that protected his mind and prevented him from being invaded by false thoughts from the outside world.

"Senior brother's protection is very powerful!" Zhang Huaiyi said to himself.

Noticing that Zhang Huaiyi had woken up, Zhang Zhiwei withdrew his mental power, retracted his fingers, and said, "Did it work?"

Zhang Huaiyi had a tangled face, paused and said, "Almost."

"Almost what?"

"It's almost done. There's a glimmer of hope for life." Since it's related to spiritual practice, Zhang Huaiyi is not afraid of losing face and tells the truth.

"It actually didn't work? This shouldn't be the case. I blocked the invasion of false thoughts for you, and you just acted like yourself and copied others. How could this fail?" Zhang Zhiwei muttered in a low voice.

Zhang Huaiyi was embarrassed by what he said. He was a very face-conscious person, but what Zhang Zhiwei said was also true and he could not refute it.

"Come on, let's practice it and let me see how big the gap is?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

Zhang Huaiyi nodded, and immediately activated the divine mask. Strands of colorful light, like smoke, bloomed around him.

Immediately afterwards, the colorful light suddenly shrank, and most of it entered his body, blessing his life.

Another part of it gathered on the left half of his face, forming a half-shadowed face. The details on the left face were somewhat unclear, but only one eye was shining with golden light, as bright as a big star.

As for the right side of his face, it was the same as before, except that his eyes were sharp and his brows were sharp.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Huaiyi with a strange expression. What was going on?
Let's say it's done...

He had a strange half mask on his face. Although this mask was not like an ordinary divine mask and looked like an opera mask, it was not difficult to see that it did not belong to him.

But if it didn't work...

Part of his life was reunited again, and the mask turned into divine nature and merged into his body.

"Senior brother, what do you think my current condition is?" Zhang Huaiyi asked with a sad face.

Zhang Zhiwei paused and said, "As for your current situation... I can only say that it is successful, but not completely successful."

He pointed at the left half of Zhang Huaiyi's face and said, "If it worked, this mask should have turned into a divine nature and merged into your body, but you didn't. Something went wrong when you were acting yourself. What did you act out as a mask and put on your face?"

"What do you want to act out as a mask and wear on your face?" Zhang Huaiyi touched his left cheek and said, "Isn't this me?"

Zhang Zhiwei looked at Zhang Huaiyi's left face, and the more he looked at it, the weirder it seemed, and the more familiar it seemed: "Are you sure this face is yours?"

"it's me!"

"is it?"

"Yes!" Zhang Huaiyi said, "I didn't hide it at that time!"

"This is not you!" Zhang Zhiwei suddenly remembered the source of that strange feeling.

"You said he is not me?"

A look of doubt also appeared on Zhang Huaiyi's face. He didn't feel it when he was evolving before, but now that the evolution has been successful, after many reminders from his senior brother, it seems that something is indeed not right.

"This mask doesn't seem to be me!"

He carefully touched the contours of his face again and finally found some differences. He was immediately shocked and said, "This face is not mine at all!"

"What is going on?" Zhang Zhiwei asked.

"I still want to know what's going on." Zhang Huaiyi's mentality collapsed. He jumped off the bed suddenly and paced back and forth in the room, saying: "I did everything according to the steps you gave me. There was nothing wrong. This is the truest self I saw after I shattered my inner delusions, but why is it like this?"

Zhang Zhiwei nodded slowly: "So that's how it is!"

"Oh what? What is going on?" Zhang Huaiyi asked puzzled.

"I still want to know what's going on?"

After Zhang Zhiwei finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Zhang Huaiyi's shoulders, pulled him to the mirror in the room, squatted down, put his head at the same level as Zhang Huaiyi's, and looked into the mirror together. Then he pointed at the left half of Zhang Huaiyi's face in the mirror and said:

"Look carefully at this face. Who does it look like?"

Zhang Huaiyi stared at the dark left half of his face for a long time, then looked at the left half of Zhang Zhiwei's face.

He made a comparison between the two faces. Although the sizes of the two faces were very different, after all, Zhang Zhiwei was nearly half a meter taller than him, and the head-to-body ratio was different, but even so, it was not difficult to see that the similarity between the two was extremely high.

The reason why this situation was not discovered before...

First, this half of the face is on his face, and when the two faces are put together, it gives people an illusion of symmetry.

Second, this half of the face is always shrouded in shadow, and if you don’t look carefully, you can’t see it clearly.

But now when I put it in front of the mirror and compare it, it is very obvious.

(End of this chapter)