Chapter 202: Thunder Summoning (4K)

The young temple keeper was unconscious for a while before slowly waking up.

She lay on the ground in a daze for a while, then she seemed to remember Zheng Fa's voice just now. She looked at the towering statue carefully and said carefully, "Master Thunder God, are you there?"

"I am here."

The little temple keeper trembled again, but this time he did not faint. He showed a fanatical and reverent expression on his face and said, "Master Thunder God, you finally showed up!"

But Zheng Fa could hear her muttering in her heart: "It's over, it's over. If I had known that Lord Thunder would show up, my father would have taught me what to eat as offerings... Uh, it's not his fault. It seems that it was my grandfather who taught him... No, Lord Thunder has just woken up, he should not know..."

Zheng Fa felt quite amused as he saw her saying one thing and thinking another.

"What is your name?"

"Me? My name is Xiaoqing." said the little temple keeper.

"What's your surname?"

"Surname?" Xiao Qing said a little confusedly: "What's the surname? My name is Xiao Qing."

Zheng Fa suddenly realized that this world was probably very different from the outside world.

What's more, the people in this Banshan City, from top to bottom, may all have the same ancestor.

"You can understand the Thunderbolt Teaching."

"Pili Cult?" Xiao Qing seemed to have heard that Zheng Fa didn't make trouble for her by stealing the offerings, and her face became more lively: "Everyone in the city knows about it..."

"The leader of the Thunderbolt Cult, I heard, had a strange disease for more than ten years - later he was able to control the thunder. He also founded the Thunderbolt Cult, and no one in the city dared to disobey him."

Controlling the Thunder...

Listening to Xiaoqing's words, I'm afraid this person is not lying.

It can be seen that Xiaoqing is a talkative person, and she said directly without Zheng Fa asking any more questions:

"But he's not a good person." Xiao Qing said angrily, "We in Banshan City rely on collecting mountain products and fishing for a living. Now the river with the most fish at the foot of the mountain has been occupied by the Thunderbolt Cult. The people who collect mountain products have to give them most of the basket of mountain products they collect, or even 90%. They are so cruel - the leader of the Thunderbolt Cult used to collect mountain products himself!"

Zheng Fa knew about this. The last time he came in, he was mostly observing his own mound.

In the Tianbei Realm, at least in Zheng Fa's fiefdom, most people rely on only two sources of food for their survival - mountains and swamps.

In other words, the excessively frequent thunder and lightning bring continuous rain year after year.

Both the plains and basins became lakes and swamps, but at least the mountains were temporarily spared.

There are only these two types of terrain within his fiefdom.

There are many fungi in the mountains, as well as some edible plants and small animals. There are actually very few large animals - mainly because nature cannot support them.

There are quite a few fish in the marsh, as well as some aquatic plants - for example, the clothes Xiaoqing is wearing are probably made from the fiber of an aquatic vine.

According to Xiaoqing, the Thunderbolt Cult seems to have taken control of this Banshan City and has started collecting taxes...

“Besides that?

"besides……"

Xiaoqing suddenly turned pale, a look of fear appeared on her face, her lips trembled, and she was speechless.

There was only one sentence in his mind that made Zheng Fa even doubt that he had heard it wrongly:

"They...eat people."

Looking at the frightened Xiaoqing, Zheng Fa could not help but remain silent.

He has always felt that the Xuanwei Realm is not a good place, but in the current environment where the immortals rule the world, cannibalism is at least prohibited on the surface.

But I didn't expect to hear these two words here.

Right at this moment.

A middle-aged woman walked into the temple, holding two pieces of clothing in her hands, which were very similar to the coarse cloth clothes Xiaoqing was wearing.

"Aunt Yun?" Xiao Qing stood up and said to the visitor, "Are you here to pay respect to the Thunder God? Let me tell you..."

She seemed to want to talk about the appearance of Lord Thundergod.

"Xiaoqing." Aunt Yun looked thinner than Xiaoqing, with a dark yellow face and gray dead skin on her lips. She interrupted Xiaoqing and said, "Take a look. Do you want these two pieces of clothing?"

Xiaoqing glanced at the clothes in her hands and seemed to recognize them.

"Is this from Sister Xia?"

"It's hers."

"She doesn't want it anymore?"

"She was captured by the Thunderbolt Cult."

Xiao Qing was stunned for a moment before she spoke: "Capture? Why did they capture Sister Xia?"

"They said the leader is going to become a god, and they want to celebrate." There was not even a hint of sadness in Aunt Yun's voice.

"……celebrate."

Xiaoqing seemed to understand.

She looked at the two pieces of clothing and said softly, "Then wait until Sister Xia comes back..."

"She can't come back." Aunt Yun handed the clothes to Xiaoqing without saying anything. "I put these clothes at home. When I saw them... I always thought of her. You are almost as tall as her..."

She left before she finished speaking.

From the time she entered the temple to the time she left, she did not even look at the statue.

Xiaoqing held the two pieces of clothing in her hands, looked down at them for a long time, and then gently placed them on the altar.

She hugged her legs and sat at the foot of the table, as if she was talking to Master Lei Shen, or as if she was mumbling to herself: "Since I was a child, Sister Xia has always taken good care of me."

"She used to come and offer sacrifices to you, Master Thunder God, every day. I know she was afraid that I would be hungry."

She paused for a moment, then suddenly said, "Master Thunder God, do you know? In fact, everyone knows that when the Thunderbolt Cult captures a woman, they will torture her for fun. If it is a young girl, they will... even eat her."

"Some people who have lost family members will come to the temple to make offerings. They cry bitterly and hope that you, Lord Thunder God, will appear and help them. If you don't appear, they will ask me for help."

"My father, my grandfather, my grandfather's grandfather... they have all been temple priests for generations. They thought I would be able to make you appear in spirit, and wanted me to administer justice. But I can't do anything. I can't even remember the last time you appeared in spirit, Master Lei Shen."

"Later, they understood. Fewer and fewer people came to the temple...and more and more people went to the Perak sect."

"Actually, I shouldn't think bad of you, Master Thunder God." Xiao Qing looked up at the statue, her tone somewhat angry: "If I wasn't a temple keeper, I would have been eaten long ago. But I still want to ask..."

"Master Thunder God, are you just going to watch?"

…

The desolation of the Zheng Fa Temple was broken.

A group of strong men came towards the temple.

In the center of the strong men, sixteen people were carrying a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was not very big, but no one dared to look at him.

Behind them, there was a large group of people.

There were nearly ten thousand people in the crowd.

Most of them were very thin, with high cheekbones, but when they looked at the middle-aged man, the fanaticism in their eyes was a little more than those of the strong men.

The light in their eyes burned in their thin eye sockets like a will-o'-the-wisp.

Xiaoqing listened to the noise outside the door, walked to the temple gate, and looked at these uninvited guests.

"What are you going to do?"

Her voice was trembling, and she didn't even dare to look at the middle-aged man. She was even more awed than when she was in front of the statue.

"The Master is going to become a god today, so this temple should of course belong to us!"

A strong man in the crowd spoke loudly.

"This is the temple of Lord Thunder!" Xiao Qing's eyes widened and he shouted, "How dare you offend Lord Thunder?"

"Thunder God? A false god!" the sturdy man sneered, "The god in this temple has disappeared for who knows how many years. Now only our leader is the true god of the world!"

"Today we are going to smash the statue of this false god and turn this place into a Thunderbolt Temple!"

Xiaoqing became even more nervous when she heard this, and stood at the door as if trying to stop these people.

…

Zheng Fa was on the statue, looking at the group of strong men.

There were less than a hundred people in this group, but they were extremely powerful - what intimidated others the most was their sturdy and broad build.

Compare to those ordinary people in the city who are so thin that they are out of shape.

It further shows that they live a happy life, have adequate nutrition and have no shortage of meat.

You know, although there are many swamps in the Tianbei Realm and there are many fish and shrimps in the water, fishing is very dangerous - whether you are by the river or on a boat, you can easily be struck by lightning.

Fishermen can only go fishing on days when the thunder stops and the rain stops.

But these days were irregular and few in number, and it would be difficult for a person to catch enough fish in a day to fill his own stomach, let alone support his family.

Therefore, in this Tianbei world, extreme protein deficiency is the norm.

This group of people...

Zheng Fa glanced at the group of burly men and felt disgusted, so he simply directed his spiritual awareness towards the middle-aged man sitting on the high platform.

This is probably the so-called leader of the Thunderbolt Cult.

With his spiritual sense, Zheng Fa could see clearly the details of this person - there seemed to be a faint spiritual energy in his body, but there was no trace of any martial arts skills.

This kind of situation has also occurred in the Xuanwei Realm: Fairy Lingye is an example. If she did not die after eating some kind of thunder-type spiritual fruit, she would have achieved some cultivation even though she had not entered the Tao.

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Xiaoqing said before that this person also went up the mountain to collect mountain products, so he probably had some adventures in the mountains.

He later suffered from a strange disease for more than ten years, which should have been due to digesting the spiritual fruit.

The spiritual energy in his body is not very strong now, it is only at the first or second level of Qi training, but in the eyes of the people in this half-mountain city, his cultivation level is indeed as good as that of immortals.

What made Zheng Fa feel that this person was not simple was that he, whether intentionally or unintentionally, divided the believers into two classes with very different treatments...

Greatly enhanced the loyalty of believers.

…

"Your name is Xiaoqing, right?" The leader of the Thunderbolt Cult said, "This temple was originally built by Banshan City to worship the Thunder God. Now that I have become a god, this temple should be dedicated to me."

"Lord Thunder God has appeared!"

Xiaoqing said angrily.

"Appeared in spirit? I have already checked the records." The leader smiled and said, "You, the temple priests, have always been deceiving Banshan City. Since the establishment of Banshan City, this statue has never appeared in spirit!"

“…”

"We worship it every day and pray every year, but we have never seen this clay puppet move at all!"

Zheng Fa couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

I'm afraid what this person said is true...

The Heavenly Monument was born not long ago, so the previous Thunder God should have disappeared long ago.

Even in that temple, the words "immortals and gods have lost their positions" were mentioned.

This statue...I'm afraid it's a belief passed down from ancient times, but there should be no miracles of it in Banshan City.

It can be heard that this leader is probably a cautious person - he even knows to check whether he can afford to offend the temple first.

"And I!" the leader said loudly, "I am granted by heaven and I am in charge of the thunder. I am the new generation of Thunder God!"

After saying this, he gently clasped his hands together, and sparks of electricity flashed on his fingers.

Seeing his "miracle", all the believers behind him knelt on the ground and cheered enthusiastically: "Thor!"

"Thor!"

"Thor!"

Although they were weak, they shouted extremely loudly. The sight of thousands of people cheering was like a strong wind, which actually made Xiaoqing, who was standing at the temple gate, take two steps back.

"Did you see that?"

"This... is the mentality of the people in Banshan City!"

"I am the God of Banshan City!"

…

The Thunderbolt Cult came to the temple in large numbers, and also attracted many residents from the Mid-Levels City.

They followed the crowd, surrounded the temple, and looked at Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing seemed to have some fear on her face.

There were thousands of people from the Thunderbolt Cult in front of her, but she was alone.

She looked at the people around her, as if seeking help.

These people are not members of the Thunderbolt Cult. On the contrary, most of them have been bullied by the Thunderbolt Cult.

Some people's fishing areas were occupied by the Perak Sect.

Some people had their mountain products robbed.

There are even some families whose daughters never return.

But the people she looked at either turned their heads away indifferently or lowered their heads with a little shame.

The followers of the Thunderbolt Cult gradually approached, led by dozens of sturdy men. They were of great stature, and Xiaoqing looked like a girl of only thirteen or fourteen years old, making her even more inconspicuous.

"When I become a god, everyone in the Thunderbolt Sect will enjoy peace and happiness!"

Behind this group of people, the Thunderbolt Cult leader was chanting softly, and after hearing his words, the eyes of these strong men were filled with excitement.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Xiaoqing became even more ferocious.

Seems to be looking at food.

Xiaoqing trembled, and folded her hands across her chest, seeming a little unsure, but also like she was longing for something. She looked at the statue and prayed:

"God of Thunder is above, and his power is mighty."

"Now there is a believer who prays sincerely."

"Heavenly thunder descends upon the world to punish evil and promote good."

"Educate the world and let God bless the world."

Her body was weak and her voice was low.

The leader seemed to have heard it, and he laughed loudly, "You are so stubborn, I am the real Thunder God!"

After he finished speaking, electric sparks surged from his body again, making him look a bit majestic.

"In the future, I will be in charge of thunder! Let the clouds, rain, thunder and lightning in the sky all obey my orders!" He pointed to the sky and said with high spirits.

When the believers heard him say this, their eyes became even more fanatical.

"Control the thunder!"

"Control the thunder!"

"Control the thunder!"

In the sky, a magnificent golden lightning fell from the sky.

The lightning illuminated the entire city halfway up the mountain, making people squint.

The thunder from the sky went straight towards the leader's finger that was pointing at the sky, reflecting the leader's frightened and dazed face.

A flash of lightning passed by, and the leader's figure disappeared.

The followers looked left and right, but couldn't find their leader after searching for a long time.

"This thunder..."

"He must have been summoned by the leader! Didn't the leader say that he can control the thunder?"

"What about this ash?"

“…”

"The leader has become a god!" Among the group of strong men, there were some smart people. He saw that something was wrong and thought quickly, and actually said: "The leader has left his mortal body and has become the God of Thunder!"

"As long as we serve the master well, we will become gods in the future!"

Another flash of lightning passed by, leaving a pile of black ashes on the ground.

"..." The big men on the side looked at each other and ran back. It seemed that they had no intention of becoming gods at all.

(End of this chapter)