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"It...became an immortal?"

The believers under the altar did not see the strange things in the townsman's mind. They only saw that after the townsman's head was chopped off by Gao Ming, he "ascended to heaven" in broad daylight, easily surpassing the ghosts and gods in Zhemeng Town and going to a higher level of the spiritual world.

"It went to the Immortal Palace!" The words that the townspeople had just shouted about beheading the three corpses have now been confirmed, and more and more believers have begun to turn their attention to Gao Ming.

"It was he who beheaded the three corpses of that fellow Taoist. It was he who helped that fellow Taoist!"

"Killing is not killing, killing is saving! I think I understand a little bit!"

"The words of the Immortal Master contain great wisdom. We must ponder them deeply, think about them carefully, and comprehend them thoroughly!"

The crowd was tending to crowd towards Gao Ming, so he put away his knife and stood back, on high alert.

With the example of "becoming immortal" before their eyes, the crowd became even more crazy.

"The townspeople asked me to kill him, saying something like beheading the three corpses. I have never heard of this thing in Zhemeng Town. But after I killed him, he 'ascended to heaven in broad daylight' in front of everyone." Gao Ming whispered to Fu Shu.

At this time, Fu Shu played a big role. He was very firm: "I can tell you very clearly that there are only ghosts and gods in Zhemeng Town. There are no immortals or immortal palaces at all! The townspeople came to cause trouble in front of everyone when you were about to leave, as if they were deliberately showing it to everyone."

"You mean...he was instructed by someone?"

"It's almost certain. We can see a large area of ​​rosy clouds and smoke in his wound. He was immersed in his own fantasy, and turned into that strange thing after death. It should be the rosy clouds and the smoke in the spiritual temple that are causing trouble!" Fu Shu was very sure. He stared at the misty fairy air fiercely: "This is not auspicious cloud at all, it is evil!"

"That makes sense." Gao Ming also noticed the strange things in the spiritual temple. In this place, it seems that as long as you think in a certain direction, the things you imagine will become real. He had previously speculated whether the statue was related to Zhang Mingli, but now the statue looks more and more like Zhang Mingli.

“If you think it is true, it will become true; if you think it is false, it will guide you, convince you, and impact your five senses in various ways, making you think that everything is real.” As Fu Shu was speaking, he saw smoke coming. He closed his mouth and controlled his breathing, for fear of inhaling the smoke into his body.

The believers left their cushions and gathered around the stairs under the temptation of becoming immortals. Their gazes made Gao Ming feel terrifying and pathetic. These people were not simply greedy, they really believed what the Lingguan statue said. Their most simple wishes took root and sprouted under deliberate guidance, and grew into a tree full of poisonous fruits.

"Let's go." Gao Ming carried Fu Shu forward. He and Bai Huang were fine, but the two water ghost children didn't dare to take a step. The stairs were clearly right in front of them, but they seemed not to be able to see them and shouted anxiously.

"No, we can't go up!" The little boy grabbed Bai Huang's arm tightly: "We will fall down and be eaten by the big snake!"

"What do you see? Isn't this just a way leading up?" Bai Huang didn't have time to ask in detail. Many believers began to approach. She picked up the two children in her arms and started running up the stairs.

The two water ghost children were shaking all over, crying and begging Bai Huang to let them go. But Bai Huang knew that abandoning them at this time would only harm them, so he carried them up to the second floor one by one.

When they were about to reach the second floor, the two water ghost children fainted for various reasons and lost consciousness. The surrounding light and smoke began to tentatively penetrate into their bodies.

"Get out!" Bai Huang waved his arms violently, crushing Yanxia to pieces, protecting the two children.

"Why do you want to save them? Everyone has his own life. We can't even save ourselves." Fu Shu looked at Bai Huang worriedly. In fact, he even wanted to give up on Bai Huang, but he didn't dare to say it out loud.

"I will not be assimilated by you evil ghosts." Bai Huang stared at Fu Shu coldly: "I am a human, not a ghost, nor an animal."

"Okay, okay, I am a fierce ghost, I am a beast." Fu Shu rolled his eyes. After they stopped arguing, they found that Gao Ming stopped at the entrance of the second floor. He did not go in, but looked back at the stairs leading to the first floor.

"What are you looking at?"

"Those townspeople and paper figures didn't catch up with us. This ordinary staircase to us was like an insurmountable chasm for them." Gao Ming patted the water ghost child's face. He also wanted to know what the water ghost child saw that scared him to death.

"Is this difficult to understand? Everyone has different willpower due to different living environments and life experiences. Our willpower is very strong and will not be disturbed by the various fantasies in the spiritual world, so we can come up easily. They have their willpower eroded by the rosy light entering their bodies and have become puppets in the spiritual world." Fu Shu answered casually.

"It shouldn't be that simple." Gao Ming closed his eyes, and a scene from a fragment of memory flashed through his mind: "I once had a classmate who could materialize other people's fears. The more afraid they were, the more real the materialized things became. In the end, that classmate merged with the out-of-control fear and turned something that didn't exist into reality."

"This Nine-Layer Spiritual View may be the same. It requires everyone to believe in it. Only in this way can it truly achieve its purpose."

Frowning slightly, Gao Ming raised his head and said, "What will be the ultimate purpose of this nine-story spiritual temple that has never existed in Zhemeng Town?"

When the door to the second floor was pushed open, a strong medicinal aroma wafted into the air. This floor was larger than the first, and its layout was like the Bagua. A huge cauldron was placed in the center of the floor, and the source of the elixir fragrance was there.

"The first level is to cultivate oneself and know oneself, and the second level is to refine medicine and transform external objects. You can use the things you carry with you to refine the elixir that suits you, or you can treat yourself as a human pill to refine it." A young man who had met Gao Ming at Tang's house, dressed neatly, stood up and explained to Gao Ming in a very friendly manner.

The black silk thread that Master Tang had wrapped around his body had broken off, and his eyes were pure, without any greed.

"You are... Mr. Tang's child?" Gao Ming looked at the polite young man and could not connect him with the frightened soul in the Tang residence. "Is your father willing to let you go?"

"My father used us children as medicine to cure his mental illness." The young man smiled gently: "He has gone to a higher level and is getting closer and closer to becoming an immortal."

"Your father refined you kids to death?" Gao Ming stared at the young man in disbelief.

"Human beings themselves are a great medicine. Because of this, we brothers have gained the chance to become immortals." As the young man was speaking, human heads emerged from his heart and neck. All of his brothers and sisters grew inside his body. Heads surged under his Taoist robe, and any one of them had an immortal look. But when they grew together, they looked extremely weird.