Chapter 19: The Power of Faith

  The Power of Faith

  On a nameless great mountain in the vast wilderness, there is a group of primordial spirits sitting very upright and in an extremely orderly sequence. From the foot of the mountain to the top, first are a group of primordial spirits that have not transformed their shapes, then come the Taiyi True Immortals, Taiyi Mystic Immortals, and Taiyi Golden Immortals, followed by the Daluo True Immortals, Daluo Mystic Immortals, and Daluo Golden Immortals. However, there are no Quasi-Saints among them. They have spontaneously surrounded the mountain from bottom to top according to their cultivation levels, with higher cultivation levels corresponding to fewer people, forming a pyramid-like structure similar to that of the Western feudal god assembly.

  At the very top of this golden pyramid, there was a middle-aged man wearing a hundred-pleated robe, holding a purple-golden scepter in his hand, and emitting an ethereal aura all over his body. At this moment, he was eloquently expounding his understanding of the Great Way, with words flowing like lotus flowers. The sky was surrounded by purple energy, and golden lotuses burst forth from the ground. Those who listened to him either nodded in agreement, furrowed their brows, or were ecstatic, each with different reactions. The fluctuations of their magical powers stirred up the surrounding yuanqi, as if putting layer upon layer of ring-shaped garments on this unnamed great mountain, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

  Since Shen Long made a great vow to preach the Tao, it has been several thousand years. Shen Long's reputation has also spread throughout the Honghuang Continent, and he has truly become a public figure in the Honghuang Continent.

  Just started, Shen Long was only talking about some merits of the lecture, but later, as the lecture went on, Shen Long gradually liked this profession of being a teacher.

  Watching his students make progress, watching his students transform, and watching his students attain the Tao, Shen Long felt a deep sense of excitement, a sense of fulfillment and satisfaction.

  Looking at the desolate creatures who had heard his words, whether good or evil, they all respectfully saluted him. Shen Long indeed felt it, feeling their heartfelt gratitude.

  Looking back, since Shen Long arrived in Hong Huang, he hasn't done anything meaningful. He doesn't help expand the dragon clan's territory, nor does he like to fight and kill. Managing the dragon clan isn't his thing either, as he doesn't get along with others and is afraid of trouble. Every day is spent idle, even when cultivating, because he doesn't interact with people, which leads to him being stuck in the same old ways for three thousand great paths - isn't this just asking for death?

  But now, Shen Long seems to have found his goal all of a sudden, with infinite fulfillment in his heart, feeling that he is more closely connected to Hong Huang.

  Under this kind of fulfilling mindset, Shen Long's state of mind was quietly changing, becoming more and more intimate with the Desolate Expanse, more and more intimate with the creatures of the Desolate Expanse, and more and more adapted to the environment of the Desolate Expanse.

  The relaxation of his mind allowed Shen Long to become even more intimate with the Hong Huang Tian Dao, and his cultivation also unknowingly improved.

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  After a while, Shen Long stopped, the strange phenomenon between heaven and earth disappeared, and those who listened to the Tao were not surprised. In their eyes, Dong Wang Gong was always so profound and unpredictable, stopping also didn't make a big fuss, this was how Dong Wang Gong had always been.

  Shen Long is currently cutting through the Dao, and since obtaining the Chaos Bell, Shen Long discovered that within the Chaos Bell, he could also cut off 500 more Great Dao Laws, meaning this Chaos treasure can cut through 1,000 Daos.

  "Slash——" Over the past few thousand years, as his lectures progressed, Shen Long's understanding of the Great Way also deepened, and his own cultivation problems became apparent. Although there were many mineral veins on the Desolate Continent that could be smelted into his body, and Shen Long was constantly smelting mineral veins to refine his body, it only treated the symptoms but not the root cause, so he had no choice but to use the Slash Way again.

  Although the Chaos Bell is not by Shen Long's side, Shen Long can still contact it by spending a bit more of the Primordial's Golden Oil - merit.

  "Ah, this is really exhausting! These two birds are still running around all over the place, can't lock them down at all. And in that one moment of locking down, Taiyi almost discovered it by a hair's breadth. These two stupid birds have made rapid progress indeed!" Shen Long panted heavily, thinking to himself.

  "But this is also the last major road, among the 1,000 major roads of the Chaos Bell, it can be said that it has been perfected. Now more than half of my major roads have been cut off, and I can slow down a bit. However, there are no tools left to carry the major roads, but the tool must be the Chaos Treasure, where can I find it?" Shen Long thought painfully in his heart.

  "Huh? How is this possible?" Zhen was in distress when Shen Long suddenly discovered that his spiritual injury had healed by more than half.

  "How can it be good so quickly?" Shen Long wondered, his eyebrows furrowed.

  "Senior, what's troubling you?" A great Luo Golden Immortal with a coffin-like face sat below Shen Long, looking as if everyone owed him hundreds of dollars. However, seeing Shen Long frowning, he asked worriedly.

  "Huh?" Shen Long disliked his thoughts being interrupted, and unconsciously released the pressure on his body, which made the lower-ranking Hong Huang spirits struggle to breathe.

  After discovering this, Shen Long withdrew his aura and the one who asked Shen Long was a great Luo Jinxian whom Shen Long held in high esteem. His name was Taibai, and since Shen Long had saved him on the road, he always showed respect to Shen Long, following him all along the way and taking care of him like a dutiful housekeeper.

  "Anything wrong?" Shen Long asked calmly.

  "It's just that the little one feels uneasy or has troubles, and needs the little one to be willing to sacrifice everything." Tai Bai still bowed respectfully to Shen Long, his face serious.

  Feeling immense pressure, and then hearing Tai Bai's confession, the crowd below felt a wave of regret. How could they let that coffin-faced guy steal the show? The smarter ones immediately expressed their loyalty.

  "For the sake of a great immortal, I would gladly die and be reborn, even if it means being ground into dust."

  It's on fire now, even a fool knows what to do. They all kowtowed to Shen Long again and shouted: "To serve the immortal, I am willing to be torn apart and crushed to pieces——"

  Although it was unexpected, seeing the creatures of this mountain sincerely kneel and pay homage to him, Shen Long felt as if something had been added to his heart, and with the increasingly loud calls from below, this feeling became even more pronounced.

  Riding on the cheers from below, Shen Long immersed himself in his own destiny, that is, the Dragon Ball, carefully observing where this feeling came from and whether it would harm his cultivation.

  "Huh? What is this?" As expected, he really found a thread of clue in his Dragon Ball. In addition to the 3,000 Daos eroding the spatial crystal wall of the Dragon Ball world, there were large tracts of golden light, boundless and endless. This was the merit Shen Long had obtained. However, within the golden merit, white threads were shuttling back and forth. Shen Long was perplexed, his mind touched this white thread.

  Just as he came into contact with it, Shen Long felt a surge of information transmitted from the silk thread.

  In a cave, a cultivator of the Honghuang realm in the early stages of Da Luo was kneeling and paying respects to a statue. The statue looked lifelike, and upon closer inspection, it was actually Dong Wang Gong, who was Shen Long's current form. The cultivator's mouth was still murmuring words of gratitude, "Thank you, great immortal Dong Wang Gong, for allowing me to break through Taiyi and advance to Da Luo, I wish the great immortal's cultivation will reach even higher levels..."

  "This is... Shen Long was confused, what is this? How can there be someone else's memory image in my Dragon Ball? Could it be that the Heart Demon has entered my body and caused me to go crazy? But I have the infinite merits of my cultivation, what kind of Heart Demon could penetrate through my merits?"

  The unclear Shen Long came into contact with a white silk thread again, and the image changed. A riverbank, a small fish had just passed through the catastrophe of transformation, transformed into a human form, becoming a young man who looked similar to Shen Long. He knelt down on one knee at a place by the riverbank, bowing respectfully: "Thank you, great immortal, for giving me this opportunity. Now that I have just crossed the calamity, I will follow in your footsteps and wish you progress in your cultivation..." After finishing his long speech, he bowed again, and the image disappeared.

  Isn't this little fish the one that was jumping in front of Shenron 2,000 years ago when he was lecturing by the river? At the time, Shenron had planned to cook and eat it after finishing his lecture, but somehow he seemed to have forgotten about it, and later regretted it for a while. How did it end up inside the Dragon Balls?

  Try again, another one...

  However, most of these paintings are about places Shen Long has been to, with mountains and rivers, but it seems that they all happened after Shen Long passed away.

  "Am I somehow gifted with a kind of divine insight, only realizing it afterwards?" Shen Long thought sorrowfully to himself.

  "Huh? This is......" Shen Long continued to observe and discovered a scene: On a tall mountain, a group of mixed creatures lined up according to their cultivation level, each one kneeling and paying respects to the Eastern King, shouting: "I am willing to be torn apart and crushed to dust——"

  Shen Long's eyes widened in shock as he stared at the scene below.

  "Isn't this what's happening now? How can it be like this?" Shen Long's heart was unable to calm down.

  Feeling infinite gratitude, worship, affection and madness towards oneself...

  "This... could it be..." Shen Long seemed to have thought of something.

  "Is this really what those legends meant by 'believe in me and gain eternal life'?"

  "That's... the power of faith!!!"

  (Thanks for everyone's support, collection and recommendation)

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