At this moment, Xu Changqing became more curious about the origin of this divine blood mortal, and was even more interested in the earth god behind this divine blood mortal. The reason why the earth gods were become earth gods is because their magic power, magical arts and artifacts were limited to the realm under his control. Once they left this realm, their magic power would disappear, their magical artifacts would become invalid, and the artifacts would become useless.

However, the burqa artifact taken out by this divine blood mortal can be used now. It can be seen that the earth god who made this artifact should be the gods in the Vedic Temple Rainforest itself, and the scope of its control is likely to be this rain forest. Xu Changqing inferred that Tutanmu stone is not only such a earth god artifact. Before, he was able to walk for four hours while his nerves were tense, without any exhaustion. Obviously, there is also a magical artifact that can extract the surrounding power at any time to replenish his energy. In the Olympus myth, the giant Antayus can touch the ground with both feet and obtain infinite energy on the earth, and will never be exhausted. Now there is a magical artifact on Tutanmu stone that can achieve the same effect, and the earth god here is playing the role of the Earth Mother Gaia.

Although the burqa can block butterfly scale powder, the boots under Tutanmushi did not have the effect of blocking them. A large amount of scale powder accumulated under his feet, invading the boots under his feet little by little. If they stay here for too long, there would still be danger of poisoning. Tutanmushi was obviously very clear about this. His pace under his feet accelerated a lot, and he would constantly jump. He was very skillful to find a place to settle down and move forward quickly.

About a quarter of an hour later, Tutanmushi had arrived at the center of the butterfly habitat. Compared to the rainforests covered with countless butterflies on the outside, there was no butterfly in this central area, and there was not even a tree or shrub, only a temple ruin covered with weeds. All the scale powder was blocked outside by an invisible force, giving anyone entering this place an inexplicable sense of security.

In fact, Tutanmushi was indeed proving the safety of the place with his actions. After entering this area, he took off his burqa on his body. He took off his boots that had become riddled with holes, took off the mask on his face, and then took out bottles and jars from his backpack, skillfully prepared a cup of medicine, and quickly took it. After taking the medicine, he saw that his poisoned feet began to be wrapped in a white mist that overflowed from his pores. Then the white mist gradually faded, and the poisonous sores caused by poisoning on his feet also began to heal. Scabbing and falling off, just like when he was not poisoned.

Perhaps because he arrived at a safe place, he had been nervous and tense from entering the rainforest. The Tutanmushi, who had just entered the rainforest, completely relaxed, and fell limply on the grass. He fell asleep in a while, not long after, without any concern about any dangerous things or dangerous beasts around him. The four hours of travel had consumed a lot of his energy, and being able to persevere here was already at his limit. If he didn't rest at this time, he might have fallen halfway through the way.

Tutanmushi slept very deeply, or more correctly, he entered a state of meditation similar to the five senses and six consciousnesses. Only in this state can he recover his energy consumed in a short time. When he felt that Tutanmushi had no perception of the outside world, Xu Changqing walked out of the shadow of a ruined stone wall, looked at Tutanmushi lying on the ground, and then his attention turned to the ruins in front of him.

Although the ruins are only the foundation and a ruined wall that can no longer be seen, judging from their scale and layout, this ruin must have been a very huge and solemn temple before, and the gods worshipped in this temple should be very powerful. Even after so many years, the divine power of this god can still have an effect on this ruin.

However, this god is not the earth god that Xu Changqing guessed. He is likely to be the true god of the Brahmin gods. The butterflies outside should be the guardian beasts of this god. The reason why the butterflies are prevented from entering this ruin is not that the divine power here can resist butterfly scale powder, but that the guardian marks passed down from generation to generation restrict them from entering this ruin.

Although the area of ​​this ruin is very large, Xu Changqing did not spend much time to check the situation inside the ruins clearly. In his opinion, except for a spiritual vein passing through the ruins, there seemed to be nothing worth noting.

"Maybe he just wants to find a safe place to rest?" Xu Changqing, who felt that there was nothing special around him, guessed Tutanmushi's intentions, and hid himself in the shadow again.

More than an hour passed like this, and the sky began to shine. It seemed that it would be dawn in a while.

At this time, Tutanmushi, who had been lying on the ground without movement, changed his breathing slightly, and opened his eyes, sat up from the ground, and stretched his body. At this moment, he became much more energetic. Although the energy he had consumed before had not fully recovered, it would at least not have much impact on him. Moreover, with the arrival of the day, many fierce and dangerous guardian beasts would return to the nest to rest, and replaced them with some relatively docile guardian beasts.

Tutanmushi took out a pair of shoes that had been prepared long ago, then took out some food to fill his stomach, and while eating, he sorted out his luggage again. After he finished preparing, he walked towards the middle of the ruins. When he walked to the middle of the ruins, he stopped, took out some things from his backpack and placed them on the platform, and knelt in front of the altar like a worship service, singing a prayer in a language that Xu Changqing had never heard of.

In the shadow, Xu Changqing's eyes fell on the sacrifices placed on the altar. These sacrifices were not ordinary sacrifices, but divine coins condensed by the altar of the gods using the power of faith and wishes of the third ring of mortals through secret techniques. This kind of divine coins is not so much a currency, but rather a food for the gods, because most holy ruins gods use the power of faith and wishes on the gods to enhance their own power or restore their consumed divine power. This is like some of the most common spiritual elixirs in the three realms of Kunlun. Only those at the bottom of the divine blood mortals and demigods will regard these divine coins as circulating currencies. However, even if the divine coins are good for the gods, Xu Changqing has never heard of anyone who directly uses divine coins as sacrifices and sacrifices to the gods.

Xu Changqing, who was curious in his heart, spread his divine thoughts, monitored everything, and secretly waited to see the result of the Tutanmushi sacrifice.

After chanting a long prayer, Tutanmushi took out a burqa that he had passed through before, then took a seemingly ordinary necklace from his neck, put it on the altar, and began to recite the second prayer. This prayer was not long, but Tutanmushi recited it repeatedly without stopping at all. And while he was chanting, no divine power was applied, and any divine sound gradually produced a special power, which resonated with the surrounding divine power and the altar.

This special resonance guided the surrounding divine power to concentrate on the altar, and the broken altar also emitted real light under the influence of divine power. Although the sky was getting brighter, a dawn light passed through the dense branches of the woods around it and shot to the altar. This dawn light was like pouring hot oil, making the originally calm divine power boil. Then I saw that the divine coins on the altar as sacrifice turned into an invisible aura under the impact of divine power, and injected into the two divine artifacts placed on the altar by Tutanmu stone. The divine text on the artifact also emitted a burst of brilliant colors at this moment.

In the eyes of ordinary people, even in Tutanmushi, who performs sacrifice rituals, they will think that all the changes in front of them are all caused by the divine power here. It is the divine power that restores the divine coins into the power of faith and wishes, and it is the divine power that is injected into the divine artifact to supplement the waste of the divine artifact before and after use.

However, Xu Changqing, who had always observed all the movements around him, was very clear that the real situation was completely different. He found that when the morning light shone on the altar, a divine will spread out from the spiritual vein below the altar. Under the cover of the boiling divine power, the pile of divine coins on the altar instantly refined into the initial power of faith and wish, but pretended to inject the power of faith and wish into the artifact. In fact, this divine will directly swallow the power of faith and wish, and then injected a little of his divine power into the artifact, which aroused the divine text of the divine artifact to make it look like it had recovered from waste.

In fact, these two artifacts are completed items themselves. As long as they are not exhausted or damaged, they are left for a period of time, the divine energy inside can be restored by itself, and there is no need to cast another spell to restore. The reason for this trouble is that the mysterious earth god who gave the two artifacts of Tutanmushi wanted to use this method to gain stable power of faith and wish for a long time.

Although the power of faith and wishes to become gods does not necessarily require the power of faith and wishes, if they want to improve their divine qualities, they must rely on the power of faith and wishes. For example, after the Empress Tianshi became the god of earth god, she was trapped in a small hill for so many years. It was not until Xu Changqing brought her into the Demon Temple and worshiped her with the righteous god that she became the land of the Demon Cliff in a short time.

In the holy ruins, all the power of faith and wishes are collected by the altar of the gods and refined into divine coins. Even the pure blood gods do not have any power to collect the power of faith and wishes themselves. Under such strict management, and as a natural base camp of gods like Temple Star, as a god of earth gods, there is no room for survival at all. Only by relying on this method that is almost cheating can we obtain a little bit of divine coins that can improve the divine quality and divine fire.

"What a pitiful god!" Thinking of this, Xu Changqing couldn't help but feel sad for this earth god who survived hard. It would be better to die than to die when a god reached this point. (To be continued)
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