On each of the hundreds of memorial tablets, the words "The God of Light is above" are inscribed.
"Master, we're back!" Lu Qingqing exclaimed excitedly as soon as she entered the courtyard.
"Put the incense burner and the memorial tablet back in their places," Bai Susu said expressionlessly, though she was furious.
That God of Light, every time I meet him I get roasted, as if he'd die if he didn't roast people every day.
Lu Qingqing and the others hurriedly placed the incense burners on the six altars and placed a spirit tablet on each altar.
Bai Susu solemnly prepared a basin of water and made everyone wash their hands.
Soon, everyone finished washing their hands, and then Bai Susu solemnly distributed three incense sticks to each disciple.
"Master, something feels off to me," Senior Sister Miao Miao couldn't help but ask.
Not only Miaomiao felt strange, but everyone else felt the same way. They all felt like they were doing something very important.
Even when the master and his disciples worshipped the gods together before, they were never this solemn.
Another point is that the process and props of the secret technique conflicted, which also made the group feel strange.
The secret method requires utmost piety when offering incense, as if offering incense to a deity.
But what's before us is a spirit tablet used only for the dead, not a shrine.
"Shut up, be devout!" Bai Susu took a deep breath and began to hypnotize herself.
"Master, how can one be considered truly devout?" Lu Qingqing asked.
Bai Susu thought for a moment and said, "Just imagine that the God of Light is your ancestor who has been dead for countless years."
"When offering incense to our ancestors, we are required to kneel and bow. Should we kneel and bow?" Lu Qingqing asked again.
“Of course we have to kneel. Anyway, it’s not real kneeling; we’re performing a sacrificial ceremony,” Bai Susu said.
The group fell silent, first cursing the God of Light countless times in their hearts, then kneeling down before the six tables and lighting three incense sticks.
Then, the six of them began to hypnotize themselves, imagining that the God of Light was their ancestor who had died countless years ago, whose flesh and blood had rotted into mud, and whose bones had been eaten away by maggots.
After finally hypnotizing themselves, the six began to silently chant incantations.
The incantation was a meaningless, special sound. As they silently recited the incantation, the six of them suddenly realized that the memorial tablet in front of them seemed to have truly become the memorial tablet of their ancestor who had died countless years ago.
"Offer incense to our ancestors!" Bai Susu said solemnly.
The six people simultaneously and solemnly inserted the incense sticks in their hands into the incense burner.
...
In front of the shrine, the God of Light, radiating light, was meticulously sweeping the floor with a broom in hand.
People who frequented the shrine would avoid him from a distance.
Suddenly, the God of Light frowned slightly, because he saw a female disciple waving at him and giving him a flirtatious look.
"shameless!"
With a cold snort, the Light God ignored him.
"Senior Brother..." When the female disciple saw that the Divine Child of Light ignored her, she immediately walked over in a coquettish voice, swaying her slender waist as she walked, taking off her clothes as she went.
The God of Light immediately retreated as if he had seen something terrifying, shouting, "How can you be so shameless in broad daylight? Put your clothes on!"
In the distance, the academy students coming and going from the shrine heard the sound and looked over, all with strange expressions.
Because they discovered that the Child of Light was actually talking to thin air.
"What's wrong with Senior Brother Guang Shenzi? Who is he talking to?"
"Has the God of Light gone mad?"
Everyone looked puzzled.
"Get out of here, you shameless woman!"
The God of Light shouted again, retreating rapidly as the female disciple, having stripped naked, lunged at him.
"The world is going to the dogs, it's morally reprehensible!"
Unable to bear it any longer, the God of Light swept his broom and sent the female disciple flying.
"Senior Brother, you actually hit me! I hate you!"
Suddenly, resentment flashed in the female disciple's eyes. She suddenly opened her mouth and roared, transforming into a monster covered in maggots, baring her teeth and claws as she pounced on the God of Light.
"It was a monster!"
The God of Light breathed a sigh of relief, then unleashed a palm strike, sending out a burst of dazzling holy light.
"boom!"
The monster was torn to pieces.
"..."
The crowd that had been coming and going from the shrine in the distance quickly scattered, and some were even blown away by the shockwave.
Because the God of Light smashed the shrine's main gate with a single palm strike.
In the eyes of the God of Light, the monster, after being smashed to pieces, returned to its original form and struggled to get up.
"Trying to run?"
The God of Light hurriedly chased after him.
Then, to everyone's astonishment, the Light God Child screamed and rushed into the shrine, leaped up, climbed onto the neck of a statue, and began punching the statue in the face.
"I'll teach you to scare me, I'll teach you to scare me! I'll beat you to death, beat you to death..."
"Huh, his physical body is pretty strong? I'll keep fighting, I'll keep fighting!"
To everyone's astonishment, the Child of Light seemed to have gone mad, riding on the neck of a statue and swinging his glowing fists, smashing them down on the statue's face again and again.
"This is insane, this is insane..."
"Everyone, scatter! That Light God Child has definitely gone mad!"
"No wonder he loves to argue with people so much, he's gone mad, maybe he's had a mental breakdown!"
"Many powerful individuals with excessively long lifespans but insufficient willpower will go mad before their death, and the Light God Child will certainly be one of them!"
Everyone scattered in panic, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
A minute later, a terrifying aura appeared, followed by a streak of light that shot down from the horizon and landed in front of the shrine. It was Dean Dai Qing.
Dean Dai Qing received news that the God of Light had gone mad and was demolishing the shrine, which he initially did not believe.
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