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Chapter 381 381. Incense Shinto
Mo Hao's consciousness broke free from the countless prayers. He looked at the wisps of white smoke in his hand in confusion. As time passed, the smoke seemed to increase in number.

"What is this?"

Zhang Jue appeared out of nowhere and gave Mo Hao an answer, "Incense, or faith, no matter how you understand it, it's the same thing anyway."

He looked at the white smoke on Mo Hao's fingertips, without much surprise on his face, as if it was very normal for Mo Hao to get this thing.

Or rather, he had expected it.

Mo Hao knew about faith, but he could not imagine what it had to do with him.

Faith refers to a person's spontaneous belief and admiration for a certain idea, religion or pursuit.

He has a very clear understanding of himself. He has killed people everywhere, killing people like crazy. Mo Hao might think that he is the culprit of "bones exposed in the wild, no rooster crowing for a thousand miles", but it is not impossible for him to do so if he tries hard.

He didn't think he was someone who could be trusted.

"So, what does it mean that this incense appeared on me?"

"It's a normal phenomenon. If you distribute talisman water and cure diseases and save lives, sooner or later people will kneel down in front of your portrait and make various requests."

Zhang Jue pointed out the window and said, "You opened the granary to save people. For those who were about to starve to death, you were their second parents. As for what you did recently, some people thought you were fair in hanging the profiteers, while others saw you training soldiers and thought you were the savior of this country. All these things together have generated a lot of worship, which is not a special thing."

Mo Hao tried to absorb the incense into his body, but the process caused his body to react instinctively.

It was like trying to insert a red-hot iron rod into the flesh. The body instinctively resisted, forcing out the incense that had entered the body.

Incense and the flesh do not seem to be compatible.

"Living people who carry incense can easily die suddenly. If you don't want to damage your body, don't put incense in your body. People have infinite wishes and distracting thoughts. You are really bold to put this thing in your body."

"So, what's the use of this thing?"

Mo Hao didn't have too many thoughts about the fact that he had incense. It was just another energy system. At most, this energy system was not placed inside the body.

Rather than wondering why it appeared in his body, Mo Hao wanted to know more about what the [Incense] system could do.

What is the use?

Zhang Jue lowered his head and thought for a while, then said, "I remember you have a method of visualizing Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and King Yama. You can outline the incense and fix their appearance as the Dharma image."

King Yama and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva?
Mo Hao quickly realized that what Zhang Jiao was talking about was [Yama Ksitigarbha].

I found a place to sit cross-legged, visualizing the appearance of Yama Ksitigarbha in my mind.

It has two horns on its head and three skulls on its top. It holds a brush in its hand and there seems to be vermilion blood dripping from the tip of the brush.

As the image of [Yama Ksitigarbha] appeared in his mind, the incense began to blend into Mo Hao's mind, filling up the image of Ksitigarbha bit by bit.

The ferocious statue of Mingwang appeared more lively and full after being filled with incense, and his brows revealed a seven-point ferocity.

After the Mingwang Dharma Image was successfully condensed, Mo Hao undoubtedly formed the Ksitigarbha Seal with his hands, and Buddha's light emanated from his body.

Patience is as immovable as the earth, and meditation is as profound as a hidden treasure. After accepting the incense, or the faith, Mo Hao felt as if there was something more in his body.

But when he looked inside his body, he found that there was nothing extra in his body, but there were some voices ringing in his ears from time to time, as if they were talking to him, or as if they were saying something else.

There were too many noises and they were too mixed. Even with Mo Hao's hearing, he couldn't hear the specific content clearly.

Just when Mo Hao was about to concentrate on listening to the content of the voice, Zhang Jiao suddenly interrupted him and said, "Okay, incense is poisonous. It's best not to focus all your attention on praying before the temple opens, unless you want to be poisoned by the incense."

"Let me make it clear first, once you are infected with the incense poison, the changes to your thinking are absolutely irreversible."

If we follow what Zhang Jiao said, incense has almost no benefits and no positive effects at all.

This made Mo Hao's face darken. He had just used incense to condense the image of [Yama Ksitigarbha], but Zhang Jiao said that incense is poisonous and should not be touched?
The severity of this behavior is like giving you a candy and then telling you that the candy had fallen into the toilet after you had eaten it.

If this happens, it will basically turn into a bloody incident full of blood and violence.

Feeling Mo Hao's anger, Zhang Jiao didn't have any intention of playing dumb and said directly, "Don't put it in your body. Find someone to make a Dharma image of your imagination as a statue, and then find a way to spread your portrait so that the incense will have a gathering mark stored in the statue."

"It's not that the incense god wants to purify the incense power, but it's basically impossible to remove the poison in the incense. But if you want to deal with those evil gods, the stored incense will come in handy."

Mo Hao hesitated, "Evil God is also afraid of incense?"

"It's scary for both good and evil. As long as the incense poison is strong enough, pouring it on its face is the best way to kill it. It will at least take a layer of skin off its skin if it doesn't die. After pouring it, either it dies or you die. There is no other result."

"Also..."

As he spoke, Zhang Jue suddenly paused and looked in a certain direction, "It seems like you have a guest."

Mo Hao looked not far away. Although the other party was hiding well, he still couldn't hide from his perception.

"About twenty people. They must be assassins hired by some guys."

Since capturing the city, Mo Hao has been subject to assassination attempts every now and then, and he had expected this.

After all, the parliament and aristocratic groups of the [Lemangeni Empire] will not allow a city to break away from the control of the empire and become independent.

Not only the [Lemangni Empire], but other countries would not allow such a thing to happen.

The victorious nations were still waiting for compensation, so they naturally could not tolerate a city that not only refused to pay compensation but also announced to the outside world that it denied all treaties of defeat.

If this matter is not suppressed and Mo Hao, who did this, is not killed directly, then it can be predicted that in the coming period of time, many cities will demand independence and veto the compensation in the defeat treaty.

The victorious countries only wanted to get the due compensation and dismember the [Lemangeni Empire]. They themselves no longer wanted to fight. After fighting for several years, the anti-war sentiment in the country was extremely strong. Even if the victorious countries wanted to fight, it would be difficult to mobilize troops.

"Hey, it seems these guests are quite skillful."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Hao's figure disappeared from the spot.

(End of this chapter)