Jinling old city.

One looks a bit dilapidated, but the history is as long as 300 years of Taoist temple.

In the center of the main hall, there is a statue of God. I can't see its face clearly. I don't know which one is in Taoist legend.

However, under the statue, there is a table with more than a dozen dishes on it. Around the censer in the middle, there are three red lines of incense burning in the table.

"God is up. The old woman lives nearby all her life. She comes to clean your house every week and burn incense to send God away. My children and grandchildren say that I am superstitious, but they don't know that I have never asked for you. The old lady also knows that it's better to ask for yourself than to survive... "

Kneeling down, there was an old woman in her seventies, who was not well dressed. Although there was no shabby place, her clothes were white.

She lowered her head and said:

"But now, the old woman has no choice, no way out, and her children and grandchildren are unfilial. After her wife and son died, she lost me to live alone. Now she wants to rob the last thing left by the old woman. The old house she lives in has to be sold!"

"If you are really smart, I only ask you one thing. I'm cowardly and can't discipline my children and grandchildren. Please take care of these children and grandchildren for me..."

With that, the old woman bowed slightly, then knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to the statue respectfully.

At this point.

Just above the nameless statue, Zheng Xuan, the city god of Jinling, is looking down at the scene with Wang Xu.

Of course, what is here is not Wang Xu's noumenon, but Wang Xu's "nine day king" in Dongdao refining.

No, in other words, it should be called "nine day God".

"My lord..."

Zheng Xuan stood respectfully behind Wang Xu, looking at the scene, opening his mouth to say something.

"I've said many times that it's not my God. Call me nine day God... No, Wang Jiu." Wang Xu, no... Wang Jiu interrupts Zheng xuandao with a smile.

"Yes, my Lord."

Zheng Xuan nodded and agreed, but his address remained unchanged

"You see, this is our way of cultivation. On this statue, the wishes, beliefs and wills of countless people over the past hundreds of years are gathered."

"When these wishes, beliefs and wills gather to a certain extent, one of the most existing and greatest wills will manifest and dominate, and become a ghost worshipped by people."

Wang Jiushun looked at them with Zheng Xuan's eyes. Their way of existence is special now, and what they see is no longer what ordinary people see.

I saw that the old woman knelt down to pray for the nameless statue above, shrouded in a group of light white dense light.

These lights are the spontaneous gathering of people's wishes, beliefs and other wills for a long time.

"Do you have a way for him to produce his own will and manifest into a new ghost?" Wang Jiu's eyes flashed slightly.

"My Lord, I'm just a little city god. How can I do such a thing? What's more, my memory is already incomplete. If it wasn't for my benefactor's help, I'm afraid I'd be gone soon. " Smell speech, Zheng Xuan immediately wry smile way.

Then, he seemed to blame himself for not helping Wang Xu, and his face was full of guilt.

"Don't blame yourself. I just asked casually." Wang Jiu comforted Zheng Xuan, but he was disappointed.

People's wishes, supplications, beliefs and so on are transformed into ownerless will, which is also a force.

On this statue, for hundreds of years, there has been a huge gathering of power without master, which Zheng Xuan called the willpower.

If Zheng Xuan had a way to make use of these huge wills, Wang Xu would get a very powerful force.

It's like, I don't know how many years ago, the "delusion" of those unknown strong people became a huge legacy inherited by his descendants.

It's a pity.

Zheng Xuan's words failed Wang Xu's idea of getting something for nothing.

At this time.

All of a sudden.

Kneeling on the ground, the old woman kowtowed nine times respectfully, and the pale white light twined on the statue suddenly lit up.

If you look at it carefully, you can see a tiny white silk thread coming out of my head, winding towards the statue, and falling into the vast pale light.

Follow.

A white light with the thickness of thumb came out of the big white light and fell on the old woman, which made her body more fuzzy.

However, ordinary people can't see this kind of light, but the old woman didn't notice it at all. After praying and getting up from the ground, she even laughed at herself and murmured:

"I'm so old and confused. I have come to pray for the protection of ghosts and gods since what time. Where are ghosts and gods in this world who punish evil and promote good? It's better to go to Aunt Ma's son next door for help. It's said that Aunt Ma's son is a lawyer... "

With that, the old woman was shaking her head and murmuring, as she went out.

And in the process.

The white light that fell on the old woman was weakening at a visible speed. When the old woman walked out of the hall, it was already invisible.

"This is..."

"Wang Xu" has a look of surprise on his face, but he seems to find something in it.

"Eun Gong, this is the source of the power of our ghosts and gods. The wills gathered on the statues are spontaneous. It's a pity that if this statue is enlightened and his temple is set up on the Bank of the river of humanity, he will be able to do more for the old woman. "

With a trace of pride in his eyes, Zheng Xuan explained softly.

"I see..."

"Wang Xu" is thoughtful. In his eyes, the old woman's "willpower" on the statue, among which those wills belonging to the old woman's strongest wishes, have disappeared, leaving only pure "willpower" energy.

This scene makes Wang Xu have to sigh, I don't know how many years ago, those who created this huge "willing force" system were strong and ambitious.

Replace the way of heaven with humanity.

Instead of taking the aura of heaven and earth, we only seek the willpower of the human heart, and make use of this power to take heaven and earth as the array and all living beings as the chess, thus creating a huge array that still remains today.

"I really don't know what kind of amazing talent this ambition is to think of and perfect it. It's just a pity that they failed in the end, and the world fell apart... "

Wang Xu sighed again.

Ordinary people don't have any special energy, so their ability is very small. They can only use their hands, blood and sweat to change the world from generation to generation.

Although the generation of willpower comes from ordinary people, it creates a possibility that ordinary people can change the world.