This god is really evil

Chapter 150 I can’t tell the difference, I can’t tell the difference!

Gongsun Mou was so shocked that he could hardly believe his eyes.

The Thousand-Eyed God, whom he revered, was actually kneeling at the feet of the Faceless God, like a devout believer kneeling to his own true God!

As the chief priest of the Thousand Eyed God Cult, he had personally presided over more than a hundred sacrifices to the Thousand Eyed God. He had even seen the phantom image of the Thousand Eyed God with his own eyes during the endless transmission of divine power. He truly understood what form the Thousand Eyed God actually took.

The being before him with thousands of eyes and thousands of stars, as deep as an abyss and as prison-like as the hell, is none other than the real Thousand-Eyed God. No one can fake this.

In the end what happened?
Why...why is the Thousand-Eyed True God so humble?

No, that can no longer be called humble, but rather lowly to the point of being lowly even among the dust!
"Fukyou, please forgive me! I was arrogant and ignorant, and I acted recklessly. I know I was wrong, and I only ask that you forgive me..."

The pleading voice sounded, carrying with it endless divine power, which made Gongsun Mou's heart excited.

The scene before him was that the Thousand-Eyed God had committed a serious mistake and was begging for forgiveness from the Faceless God sitting on the bone throne with the word "Fu" on it.

Fu Zun?

Xuantian Fuzun! ?
Could this God-honor be the Xuantian Fuzun that he had just heard those people who laughed at him talking about? ?
The true righteous god, Xuantian Fuzun who commands the Thousand-Eyed God?

But why had he never heard of it?

Before Gongsun Mou could think about it, he heard Xuantian Fuzun, who was sitting on the bone throne, speak slowly without any joy or sadness:

"Qianyan, you and that blood spirit were disrespectful to me, bewitching the world and causing chaos in the human world. Your crimes are unforgivable."

Hearing this, the Thousand-Eyed God in front of him trembled all over, blinking his eyes, and the fear in his heart was visible to the naked eye. It was obvious that he was extremely afraid of Xuantian Fuzun.

Then, in Gongsun Mou's shocked gaze, the Thousand-Eyed God actually knelt on the ground, and just like a maggot, he crawled forward and arrived at the feet of Xuantian Fuzun.

He raised his head, and kept touching Xuantian Fuzun's feet with his forehead and cheeks, and said in a trembling voice:

"It's all the blood spirit's fault... It was all the blood spirit's instigation. I... I was also bewitched by the blood spirit... The blood spirit had brought it upon himself and was destroyed by Fu Zun. I have also come to my senses and beg for mercy from the God Zun. I beg for mercy from the God Zun..."

Who is Xue Ling? A flash of lightning flashed through Gongsun Mou's mind, and he suddenly thought of a name.

True Lord Blood Spirit!
The Blood Spirit has been destroyed by Fu Zun... The Blood Spirit True Lord has been destroyed by Xuantian Fu Zun!
Gongsun Mou suddenly thought of something extremely terrifying.

What happened in Qinghe County last night, and even the fact that Yuan Jun controlled the Blood Spirit Cult to offer sacrifices in order to lure the Blood Spirit True Lord to the mortal world, he had already basically understood it thanks to his spies and the intelligence power of the Ten Thousand Gods Alliance. He even knew the truth less than an hour before Yuan Jun took action. It was just that he was not in Qinghe County at the time and could not stop it.

He was also angry about what Yuan Jun had done, and after learning about what happened last night, he was shocked.

Yes, the sacrifice offered by Yuan Jun and his Blood Spirit Cult last night could almost be said to be a success. They really did lead down the Blood Spirit Lord, but only a part of the Blood Spirit Lord. It was also said that a hundred-armed evil god also descended to the mortal world at the same time!
According to the people in the city who saw this scene in the Undying Temple, the Hundred-Armed Evil God ate a strange evil god that looked like a bloody vortex alive, and then took thousands of people into the underworld.

The Hundred-Armed Evil God will kill the True Lord of Blood Spirit!
The Hundred-Armed Evil God last night was Xuantian Fuzun!? This is all true!?

What he saw before his eyes was not a dream? Rather... it was the scene in front of the temple in the netherworld! ?

Gongsun Mou's whole body was trembling. He mustered up his courage and tried to take a step forward.

When he walked completely into the temple and came to a place less than a hundred feet in front of the two gods, he suddenly felt his own insignificance.

Just judging by the physical size of these two gods, they were dozens of feet tall, as big as mountains. In comparison, Gongsun Mou was like an ant, a speck of dust.

And when he looked at Xuantian Fuzun on the throne, he suddenly felt an endless sense of happiness enveloping him. This sense of happiness came from the bottom of his heart and even made him feel supremely honored. He almost burst into tears instantly.

After suffering inhuman abuse and humiliation, he now only felt that this sense of happiness diluted the humiliation and despair in his heart and gave him a new life.

God...

What a blessing, eternal happiness...

Then, he saw a huge blood-red "Fu" character shining brightly behind the faceless deity.

Being able to ascend the temple and face the gods directly is obviously still a dream.

I just hope that this dream that makes him feel endless happiness will never wake him up.

At this time, the Thousand-Eyed God, who was kneeling at the feet of Xuantian Fuzun, was like a humble wild dog, wagging his tail and begging for mercy.

"I swear to the Lord God by the way of heaven that I will never be so arrogant again. From now on, I will obey the Lord God's decree in everything and never dare to disobey again. I only ask the Lord God to show mercy and forgive me this time. I... I deserve to die!" As he said that, the Thousand-Eyed God actually raised his hand and slapped himself hard, and even brought up a divine light to splash.

Gongsun Mo on the side was stunned.

This... is this still the Thousand-Eyed God that he worships?

Is this really the true God he worships! ?

When he asked this question, he had actually believed it about 60 to 70 percent.

How revered are gods? Even in dreams, believers are not allowed to disrespect them.

This is the natural suppression of the gods on the believers, and they really dare not have the slightest disrespectful thoughts.

As a believer of the Thousand Eyes Lord, there are only three possibilities for him to see this scene:
One is that his faith in the Thousand-Eyed God was shaken, the other is that the Thousand-Eyed God's divine power was damaged, and the last possibility is that his soul was inadvertently connected to the underworld, causing him to enter a state of "wandering", which allowed him to see this scene.

Of course, there is another possibility, that is, a certain god spent a lot of magic power to interfere with him alone, but he was just a small cultivator in the visualization realm. Even if he was a seventh-grade lamplighter of the Ten Thousand Gods Alliance or a chief priest of the Thousand Eyes Sect, he was no different from an ordinary person in front of the gods.

A stronger ant is still an ant.

The gods have nothing better to do than to target him?

"Crack!" "Crack!"

"Snapped!"

The crisp and loud sound of slaps echoed in the temple. The Thousand-Eyed God was very ruthless to himself and even slapped a few of his eyeballs out, causing divine light to splatter and divine blood to flow.

Finally, Xuantian Fuzun on the throne slowly said:
"That's enough. I follow the good intentions and rule the gods with benevolence. I will forgive you this time. If you do it again, I will punish you. Go away."

The Thousand-Eyed God felt as if he had been pardoned. He thanked the emperor profusely, knelt on the ground, and without even raising his head, he walked backwards out of the temple.

Looking at his appearance, he seemed to have just gone through a life-and-death catastrophe, and was even thankful that he was not killed by Xuantian Fuzun.

This shocking scene made Gongsun Mou feel an indescribable feeling in his heart. Even though it was in a dream, he suddenly felt that his devotion and piety to the Thousand-Eyed God were not worth it.

The true God he worshipped was actually so lowly...

Even in a dream, it is true...

This dream should end, right?

He turned his head again to look at the Faceless God on the throne, but he didn't expect that Xuantian Fuzun actually turned his head and looked at him!
The next moment, under Gongsun Mou's shocked gaze, wrinkles appeared on Xuantian Fuzun's face, forming a compassionate expression, and he sighed and said:

"Blessed people, now that you have seen the deity, why don't you bow down?"

Gongsun Mou only felt his scalp tingling, and goose bumps seemed to appear all over his body in an instant.

Is this not a dream? Is this a dream?

I can’t tell…I can’t tell…

However, he had already kneeled down involuntarily at this moment, prostrating himself before Xuan Tian Fu Zun on the throne, and said in a trembling voice:

"I...I pay my respects to the God! I beg you to have mercy on me, I beg you to have mercy on me..."

The light of the blood-red word "Fu" became softer, and he felt so happy that he couldn't express it in words and could only cry bitterly.

Xuantian Fuzun is not only majestic, but also compassionate towards mortals.

Then Xuantian Fuzun sighed and said:

"I know that you have been deceived by the Thousand Eyes all your life, but it is not your fault. If you want to worship me, that is fine."

The look and tone were as if he was looking at an ant that had fallen into the water and was being bullied, and wanted to rescue it.

Gongsun Mou kowtowed repeatedly and said in a trembling voice:
"I... I am willing to worship the God! I only ask for mercy from the God! I will die a thousand times, I will die a thousand times... wuwu..."

The Fuzun on the throne smiled faintly and said:
"Forget it. I will bless you because you have me in your heart."

As he spoke, Xuantian Fuzun in front of him waved his hand and said:

"Wake up."

Afterwards, Gongsun Mou felt that he was enveloped by a great force, and the whole person was suddenly pushed out of the magnificent temple by that force, as if falling from the clouds, creating a feeling of falling at a very fast speed, and everything around him was shrouded in swirling clouds.

He is falling from the sky!

"Ah!" Gongsun Mou screamed and opened his eyes suddenly, then found himself still lying on the shabby bed in the country tavern. A dim light flickered on the wooden table beside the bed.

He broke out in cold sweats all over, and suddenly discovered that because of the power of the healing medicine "Jade Bone Duanxu Pill", his bones had basically grown back and the skin injuries on his body had mostly healed.

Inspiration has also recovered a lot at this time.

The pillow was already wet, with two tear marks on it, which were the tears he had shed in his dream just now.

At this moment, there was one more piece of information in his mind.

[Ritual of taking refuge in the Infinite Mysterious Heavenly Blessing Lord]!
Dreams... Dreams are real! ?

Is everything in the dream real?

What just happened was not a dream, but his soul entered a state of "wandering", and really entered the netherworld, and entered the temple of Xuantian Fuzun! ?
God have mercy on me… No, God have mercy on me!
Gongsun Mou only felt his heart beating like a drum, and his whole body became excited in an instant.

At this moment, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and the anxiously looking Yuhua Saint pushed the door open and asked anxiously:

"What's wrong? Lantern Bearer, are you feeling better? Did you have a nightmare?"

Gongsun Mo discovered at this moment that the Feathered Saint had taken off the blood-red feather mask on his face, revealing a young and tender face that was actually quite handsome.

But he looks like just an ordinary person.

He suppressed his inner excitement and said:

"I had a dream... Holy Son... Don't worry... I'd like to trouble you to find something for me..."

Then the Saint Son of Feathering let out a long sigh and said with a smile:
"I'm glad you're alright. The lamplighter has been sleeping for three hours and it's almost dawn. If you feel better, eat something."

As he said this, he picked up a food box.

(End of this chapter)