Ascension failed, the system took me away

Bai Xin walked along the way, leaving behind countless distractions.

He did not choose to suppress it directly with powerful force.

These split gods transformed themselves into various identities and blended into the people.

Secretly guide people to make changes and point out the way to survival.

During this journey, Bai Yin collected a lot of information.

He visited Taoist temples and Buddhist temples in various places and found that the supernatural power in this world is actually very strong.

It is not a simple matter of refining Qi and seeking immortality.

There is a God here, and it is not the kind of God that we believe in.

But it is the truly organized and structured divine power - Heaven.

Because the famous sects in Taoism have complete historical records.

When and where, who and who, which ancestor ascended to heaven in broad daylight and held what position in heaven.

He also left his own Taoist school with the technique of summoning gods to protect his disciples.

Bai Xin analyzed these techniques of summoning gods and found that they were indeed useful in principle.

This kind of Taoist magic is actually a way to shake people.

When a Taoist priest opens an altar and sets up rituals, he is actually building a signal transmitter.

Then recite the formula to invite the gods, which is the password.

Asking for help from the great man in heaven: I am a passerby and a disciple of a certain sect. I have encountered a powerful tree demon. Please send a god who is good at fire magic to support me.

Then a god who was proficient in fire magic sent down his magic power.

The Taoist priest received the BUFF blessing and showed his great power, burning the tree monster into ashes.

This kind of Taoist magic that can shake people is only available in famous and powerful sects, because they have the support of their ancestors.

It can be said that the art of summoning gods is the symbol of Taoism's authenticity and the foundation of one's life.

But now this technique of swaying people is no longer effective.

Bai Yin discovered that not only had God's will disappeared, but even the powerful and extraordinary force like Heaven had disappeared.

And it's not just the Heaven, the same is true for Buddhism. Methods like the Prajna Buddha and the Daluo Mantra that ask Arhats to subdue demons have also lost their effectiveness.

If the mortal world is in chaos, it is because God's will has disappeared.

The reason why demons and monsters multiplied so quickly was because they were no longer suppressed by Heaven.

Without the supernatural forces to maintain order, these messy things began to emerge.

Without the protection of heaven and gods, if Bai Yin had not come, the human race in this world would have been extinct sooner or later, or would have been kept as captives.

"It may not be a bad thing if all gods disappear." Bai Yin said calmly.

A tiny flame flickered at the fingertips, so faint that it could be extinguished at any time like a candle in the wind.

But this grain of light flickers tenaciously, endlessly and unyieldingly, as if it will bloom with endless brilliance and shine with the same brightness as the sun and the moon.

5677 on the side transformed into Kung Fu Panda, punching and kicking a tiger monster, turning it into a kitten that made meowing sounds.

After hearing Bai Xin's words, he turned around and asked curiously: "Contractor, do you have a solution?"

“I have some idea.”

"Haha, I knew you would find a way." 5677 was overjoyed and punched the tiger monster on the head twice to celebrate, making it see stars.

"You said that the disappearance of God is a good thing, so do you want to establish heaven in its place?"

Bai Xin shook his head, put away the flames on his fingertips, and said with a deep look in his eyes: "No, since the gods have disappeared, let them become history completely."

"This is also considered the Xia Kingdom, and the Xia people do not need the favor and mercy of God."

"In myths and legends, Dayu controlling floods and Houyi shooting down the sun all describe the spirit of the Xia people in fighting against nature."

“I want the people here to create their own myths.”

"Replace divine power with human power, and replace heaven's will with the will of the people."

……

5677 was completely confused after hearing this.

However, even though He didn't understand, He trusted Bai Xin 100% and supported him completely.

He kicked the tiger demon, and the tiger demon, which was beaten into submission, also had some understanding and obediently served as his mount.

"Not bad, not bad. It sits much better than Xiaojiu."

5677 was very satisfied, and made some modifications to the tiger monster, giving it two wings and the ability to speak human language.

How could the mount of a level three boss like him be ordinary?

5677 is already very familiar with this method, which is the experience gained from using the Nine-Tailed Fox. He can do it even without using the system function.

So a man and a panda riding a tiger went towards a forest.

There is a world crack here, dividing it into different realms.

This kind of crack does not have much impact on ordinary creatures, and they cannot even be detected.

You will only feel that the temperature, humidity and air of the environment are slightly different after passing through.

But for creatures with extraordinary powers, such as monks, demons, ghosts, etc., there are obvious effects.

The division of the realm has formed an existence similar to a cave.

Moreover, the different environments result in different energies in each place.

This realm has no closed entrance and can be considered an open paradise.

Some good locations will be occupied by some extraordinary creatures and become their nests.

The forest in front of us is such an area.

As he got closer, the tiger demon's body began to tremble, showing extreme fear.

Just when he was about to cross the crack, he suddenly stopped and said tremblingly, "We can't go. There are monsters."

The voice was still that of a young female, and the tone was filled with fear.

Its claws were firmly grasping the ground, and its majestic body with wings spread out was shaking like a tiger-skin massage chair.

5677 was speechless as he felt the vibration under his buttocks. He raised his hand and patted the tiger's head: "What monster? Aren't you a monster? And you are a tigress. How can you be so timid!"

"It's different. You will be eaten." said the tiger monster fearfully.

It knew what was inside because it had escaped from this forest not long ago.

However, before he ran far, he encountered the iron-eating beast on its back and beat him up, turning him into a mount.

It didn't expect it to come back again. Thinking of the terrible monster inside, it trembled all over.

Seeing that the tiger demon didn't dare to take a step, 5677 took out a big knife and put it on its head.

He also took out a tablet and played a cooking video of roasting a whole tiger.

"Eat it? Is that how you eat it?"

When the tiger demon saw this, he trembled even more violently, but still took a step forward and walked towards the forest.

Being swallowed by a monster is better than being cooked into a roasted tiger.

……

The vegetation here is lush and verdant.

But the branches and leaves were too lush, intertwining with each other, blocking out the sun, and no sunlight was visible.

It was quiet all around, without any chirping of insects or birds.

A small path extends into the depths of darkness, winding and secluded, and a bit eerie.

This is a sign that there are powerful creatures entrenched here.

The aura of that superior predator scared away the other creatures.

Or maybe they were all eaten, so it's so quiet.

As we walked deeper, the outline of an ancient temple gradually emerged in the darkness.

I saw that the temple door was half open, the vermilion paint had long since peeled off, revealing the mottled wood texture.

The door knocker was rusty, the wall was dilapidated, bricks and stones were scattered on the ground, and weeds were growing wildly in the cracks.

There was an air of decay and desolation.

In this deserted temple in the forest, there was a faint flickering light of fire, illuminating the darkness, indicating that there was someone inside.

Those who dare to stay here are either very thick-skinned or very skilled and brave.

Bai Xin saw both of these.

I saw two figures sitting around a campfire.

One of them was the bearded man who had been seen in the palace before and was affiliated with the Demon-Exorcism Division.

The other was a young scholar in white.

Unlike what Bai Xin expected, this person was not a fool who only knew how to read books.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, his back straight and upright, with an unsheathed sword across his knees.

He exudes an elegant scholarly aura, but his eyes carry a sharpness that only a warrior can have.

This is a scholar who is both civil and military.