Chapter 255: The Heart of a Saint, Third Brother, are you a living devil?

"The virtue of prosperity, the wish of all spirits, the body of merit, the heart of a saint"

The most eye-catching things on the note are the first twelve words, which echo in my mind like twelve golden words.

Soon, these twelve words kept circling in his mind. As Su Mu's mind moved, they were decomposed into densely packed characters. These characters were very ancient, but surprisingly, he could actually understand them.

After reading it carefully, Su Mu slowly opened his eyes and understood in his heart.

The general meaning is that as long as there are people in the world who believe in you, a ray of merit will be generated and gathered on your sculpture.

One's own clay statue is the "body of merit". When the power of merit accumulates to a certain level, the color of the clay statue will change.

From low to high they are: yellow, white, purple, and gold.

The more merit power one has, the color will change, with the highest being gold, which is the legendary "golden statue".

If Su Mu needs it, he can absorb the power of merit from the merit gold at any time for cultivation or breakthrough.

The power of merit is not unfamiliar to Su Mu.

There is a saying that has been circulating in the world of immortal cultivation: "Virtue leads to sainthood." It sounds mysterious, but it really exists.

Su Mu once read a legendary story in an ancient book. It was said that in a certain mortal continent, there was a river official who successfully prevented a flood that occurred once in a thousand years, saved countless lives, and was praised by countless people.

He then obtained the legendary power of merit. Although it was only a trace, it directly helped him to shed his mortal body and become an immortal. From then on, he embarked on the path of cultivating immortals and eventually became a big shot in the immortal world.

There is another legend about a teacher who spent his whole life teaching and educating the people. He had many students all over the world and was admired and believed by countless people. So on the day he died of old age, he was blessed by the power of merit and ascended to the upper realm in broad daylight, leaving behind many legends.
There are many legends like this in ancient books.

The power of merit can also be called the power of faith. This kind of power exists in the dark and is not something substantial like spiritual power. That is why it is said to be mysterious. Many cultivators do not believe in this non-existent power.

So the question is coming?

Su Mu is now trapped in this broken river, where do the believers come from? ?
Could it be that I should save those stranded fish and shrimps every day to increase my merits?
That's too funny.

This magic weapon is indeed good, but it is of no use to Su Mu at this stage. Never mind. It is a treasure after all. It is enough to know that the old Taoist did not deceive him.

After Su Mu left, wisps of invisible power of merit overflowed from the long river of time and gathered on the statue of merit.

What Su Mu didn't know was that without his knowledge, his believers had already spread to many worlds. This was also the credit of the eldest and third brothers, and of course Dong'er, because it was she who came up with the idea of ​​building the master's sculpture and cultivating faith.

In the ancient fairyland, on the Nanmu Fairy Island.

A man with blood on his hands and a black cloth bag in his hands rushed into Nanmu Island.

In Qingxiang Courtyard, the eldest brother and Dong'er were reviewing memorials.

thump—

The door of the yard was kicked open, scaring the eldest brother. When he looked up, he saw the third brother covered in blood walking in.

Seeing this, the eldest brother immediately stood up and looked up and down at the third brother's injuries. He found that he didn't seem to be injured, because not a drop of blood on his body was his!
When the third brother came closer, he threw the black cloth bag in his hand to the ground and said breathlessly, "I brought the things. Let's see if it works."

I saw a large black cloth bag on the ground, with blood stains still oozing out.

Good man, you are not going to chop off the head, are you? !
The boss untied the big black cloth bag, and the things inside rolled out.

When the eldest brother saw the broken arms and limbs and even a head on the ground, he was shocked and asked the third brother in disbelief: "Did you kill him?!"

In the black bag, there was a head, internal organs, arms, legs, hair, and all the organs of a human body! It was as if the third brother had killed the person and then dismembered him!

"Old Third, do you have a pig brain?"

"Can't I just ask you to bring some hair or something?!"

"You fucking killed someone!"

Facing the eldest brother's questioning, the third brother shook his head and said, "Brother, don't get excited."

"No one is dead."

Because the third brother doesn’t know what is the most important thing so that Dong’er can see it most clearly.

At first, he only cut the man's hair, but then he felt that was not enough, so he chopped off the man's arm.

After cutting off the arm, he thought the leg should be important as well, so he cut off one of the legs as well.

In this way, the third brother chopped off all the organs of the leader who was guarding the border of the Changsheng Immortal Realm.

But he's fine!
Because everyone has reached this level of cultivation, a broken leg or arm has no impact at all and they recover very quickly.

So, the third brother fought a protracted war with the leader of that border. After cutting off one of the opponent's legs, he waited for the opponent's hand to grow out, and then continued to cut off the legs. After the legs grew out, he started to cut off the head. After the head grew back, he started to dig out the heart, lungs, and kidneys.

The battle lasted for ten years, and the third brother collected all the organs from the opponent's body.

So, the person is not dead, but I don't know whether he is dead in his heart or not.
After all, the third brother's actions are really like a living devil.

"you boy"

After listening to the third brother's description, the eldest brother was speechless and didn't know what to say.

"Dong'er, you can take your time to read it."

"Anyway, there are all kinds of organs here. They are all important things in his body."

"It's not important, I brought it too."

The third brother thought of something again, and with a wave of his hand, he took out thousands of sets of clothes from the space ring, including robes, coats, and armor, all of different styles.

The only thing that was the same was that every piece of clothing had blood stains and holes of varying degrees, as if it had been forcibly stripped from someone else.

During those ten years of fighting, the third brother would strip off every piece of clothing the other side wore.

All the organs have been collected and all the clothes of the opponent have been stripped off.

"These are his underwear."

The third brother pointed at the clothes piled up in front of him and spoke slowly.

The boss looked at these things for a long time, then gave a thumbs up, and finally uttered only two words: "Awesome."

Dong'er was stunned for a while when looking at the things in front of him.

In fact, you only need to bring a strand of the other person's hair or a piece of a fingernail. This is too awesome.
Dong Er walked up to these organs and began to deduce...
As he was deducing, he seemed to see something and was suddenly stunned.

(End of this chapter)