Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 166 He can take his place

"What...what is this?!"

"Divine Might? No, that's not right! This isn't an ordinary summoning of a deity!"

"He...he seems to be a god?!"

The group was utterly shocked. As descendants of the Wuyou lineage, they were very familiar with the art of "invoking the gods," but what they saw before them completely overturned their understanding.

Han Yun didn't light any incense or perform any rituals; he simply and casually manifested a divine image!
Moreover, the pressure emanating from that divine figure was even purer and more vast than that of the righteous gods they usually worshipped!
"Ask your heart, begin."

Han Yun's voice was calm, yet it was like a divine decree, each word like thunder, striking into everyone's hearts.

In an instant, the scene before the seven temple keeper changed drastically.

The greedy, seeing mountains of gold and seas of silver, countless treasures, are filled with ecstatic joy and are about to seize them when they see the mountains of gold turn into piles of white bones and the seas of silver turn into pools of foul-smelling blood!
Those who crave power ascend to a high platform, receiving the worship of thousands, and are feeling quite pleased with themselves when suddenly they see the people below the platform turn into evil spirits, tearing their flesh and blood apart!
The lazy indulge in pleasure and live a life of debauchery. In the blink of an eye, fine wine turns into stagnant water, and beautiful women turn into withered bones!
.........

Each of the seven was consumed by their deepest obsessions and fears; some screamed, some knelt and begged for mercy, and some even fainted.

Only one temple keeper, who looked to be about thirty years old, remained standing still with his eyes slightly closed, silently reciting shamanistic prayers. A faint, colorful light emanated from his body, and he managed to maintain his true self even in this illusion.

A hint of admiration flashed in Han Yun's eyes. He withdrew his divine power, and the illusion dissipated.

The seven men snapped out of their daze, drenched in cold sweat. When they looked at Han Yun again, there was no longer any contempt, only deep awe.

"What's your name?" Han Yun asked the temple keeper, who was in his thirties.

The man took a deep breath, cupped his hands in greeting, and said, "Junior Fu Long greets Mr. Han."

“Fu Long…”

Han Yun nodded: "A calm and composed temperament, unperturbed by external things, is indeed rare."

Grandpa Ji Yuan walked over with his cane, patted Fu Long on the shoulder, and introduced him to Han Yun: "Don't underestimate this kid. He worked his way up in the film and television industry. Among the Wuyou lineage in Qinzhou, this kid is the most promising."

Fu Long smiled wryly: "High Priest, please don't make fun of me."

Ji Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "I remember you were busy filming 'The Qin Empire' lately, why are you back?"

Fu Long scratched his head: "I already took leave, didn't I? You gave the order, how could I not come back?"

Han Yun smiled slightly: "Elder Ji, the candidate has been chosen. I will assist him in his cultivation."

For Han Yun, insufficient cultivation level was not a problem at all; a few pills would be enough to improve it. The main thing to consider was the character and morality of these people.

As long as one's character and morals are up to par, Han Yun has ways to make up for any other problems.

Ji Yuan nodded, then suddenly pulled Han Yun aside and said in a low voice, "Young Han, I've lived for over a hundred years and seen many experts, but someone like you is truly a first."

A glint of light flashed in his cloudy eyes: "What you just used wasn't witchcraft at all, was it?"

Han Yun smiled but remained silent.

Ji Yuan sighed and shook his head, saying, "Forget it, this old man doesn't have much time left, and I'm too lazy to delve into it. I only hope that you can treat my lineage well."

"Of course," Han Yun said solemnly.

————— That night, in the library of the Fuxi Temple.

Han Yun flipped through the ancient bamboo slips and silk scrolls, his fingertips tracing the obscure and ancient shamanic symbols, his eyes gleaming.

"I never imagined that ancient shamanistic practices would be so closely connected to inner cultivation."

He closed a scroll of "Ancient Incantations for Sacrificing to Heaven," muttering to himself, "So-called 'deities' are nothing more than projections of the thoughts of all living beings. And the inner landscape is the manifestation of the cultivator's own mental image..."

In ancient times, shamans worshipped gods and performed so-called "divine arts" through the method of invoking the gods. However, invoking the gods also required a vessel, which was equivalent to a carrier after the gods descended to earth.

For example, the gloves crafted from the Divine Mask lineage can be painted on the face to form a mask.

Some are animal bones, like in ancient tribes where some shamans often wore the skulls of cattle and sheep on their heads. They believed this was a "sacrifice," as the skull is the most intelligent part of an animal's body, capable of connecting with the heavens and receiving divine revelation.

There is also the Nuo opera lineage, which is actually a branch of shamanism. What they focus on is the Nuo masks in Nuo opera.

However, the purest and oldest lineage of shamans uses their inner vision to reflect the image of the gods, and condenses the incarnation of the gods within their inner vision.

In ancient times, before the concept of inner realm was popular among the supernatural, the sorcerers believed that inner realm was actually the divine court, the dwelling place of the gods.

They repeatedly prostrate themselves in the inner vision, showing their faith in the divine, which attracts the divine to linger and manifest in the inner vision.

In reality, it was the power of faith and will in the outside world that was stirred up, coupled with the manifestation of one's own mental imagery and obsessions, that created such a "god" through the interaction of the two!

The most obvious example is the divinely inspired poets of the Ü-Tsang region, who can often recite the epic of King Gesar, which can be tens of millions of words long, in a single night.

Ordinary people have offered explanations based on relevant scientific evidence, such as Jung's theory of the collective unconscious, which suggests that divinely inspired singers connect to a shared cultural memory bank of humanity through dreams.

There is also the dissociative identity disorder hypothesis, in which some scholars believe that extreme environmental stimuli lead to personality dissociation and trigger latent memories.

Even some ordinary religious figures believe that this aligns with the Buddhist theory of "Knowledge Storehouse," where the epic's content is sealed by deities within the consciousness of the divinely appointed singers, to be unlocked through specific circumstances. These divinely appointed singers are often regarded as the medium through which the spirit of King Gesar manifests.

Not really!

The divine incarnation contains fragments of the wishes and aspirations of all living beings accumulated over thousands of years, and the sorcerer can read the information contained within these wishes and aspirations.

Because such shamans have a deity residing in their inner vision, they are often influenced by its energy and gradually move towards divinity, becoming filled with a special kind of divinity.

They are like God's messengers on earth!
Han Yun placed his Manifestation True Monarch avatar in the inner space, and the method he used to activate the avatar's abilities was similar to that of Han Yun.

At that moment, a bold idea suddenly arose in Han Yun's mind.

His own inner world is merely a reflection of his own mind, like a single-player game, while the real inner world is an online game involving all living things.

"If one can draw the thoughts of all beings into one's own inner world, wouldn't that mean one can take their place?"

One's own inner space can dissolve the distracting thoughts of all beings, leaving only pure spiritual willpower.

Han Yun shook his head and quickly shelved this bold idea for the time being. After all, the inner space was his very foundation, and it would be bad if he messed it up.

However, there are some things we can still try!

(End of this chapter)