Hearing this, Lan Tiao actually breathed a sigh of relief.
Several people went down the mountain together. On the way, Lei Fenfei said, "We can only move around in areas with miasma. Although the world outside is more vast, we can't see people from outside."
"Why?" Chu Zhuzhu pointed to her eyes and said, "My eyesight is so good, why can't I see the people outside?"
Lei Fenfei said, "Because we are different from normal people, we are no longer human, but the Compassionate Clan. The Compassionate Clan can only survive in miasma."
Chu Zhuzhu asked, "What will happen if we leave the miasma?"
Lei Fenfei looked at her strangely and said, "Why do you have such an idea? You can't leave the miasma at all. As for the consequences of leaving the miasma... I don't know either. Maybe you can give it a try."
Chu Zhuzhu stopped talking.
Next, Lei Fenfei explained some of his experiences in capturing sacrifices after going down the mountain. For example, some sacrifices are very good at hiding, some are hidden in trees, some are hidden underground, some are transformed into stones, etc., so you must be careful when searching.
After receiving the blessing of the gods, everyone in the tribe will gain various "specialties", such as Lei Fenfei's specialty is the ability to leave his body.
In addition to their "specialties", all members of the tribe are born with the ability to capture "sacrifices".
"By the way, I haven't asked you what your specialties are yet?" Lei Fenfei asked.
Gongsun Zimang said, "My ability is to lead. I can lead the lost lambs back to the right path, so that they can all have devout faith in the gods and bathe in the glory of the gods."
To put it nicely, it is "guiding", but in fact it is hypnosis, brainwashing, and controlling a person's thinking ability to a certain extent.
Chu Zhuzhu said, "The blessed ability I received is [Calm]. I can soothe everyone's emotions, eliminate fear and panic, and keep everyone calm."
Lan Tiao said, "My ability is [Space]. My body can instantly move dozens or even hundreds of meters away."
Lei Fenfei looked disappointed as he commented, "Spatial abilities are relatively rare in the outside world and are a valuable talent. However, for us, the Compassionate Clan, this ability is quite useless. When we capture a sacrifice, we simply use [Imprisonment] to force the sacrifice to give up escaping and come towards us. There's no need to chase the sacrifice. So, your ability...at most, only facilitates your escape. But we live in the mountains, protected by the gods, so we won't encounter any danger at all..."
Overall, Lan Tao's abilities are relatively useless.
Lei Fenfei added, "However, [Calm] and [Guide] are both quite good. I think the two of you will be very powerful together. Chu Zhuzhu will first be responsible for [Calm] the emotions of the sacrifice, and then Gongsun Zimang will [Guide] the sacrifice onto the right path..."
"As for me, when my soul is out of body, my perception is hundreds of times stronger than that of a normal person. I can sense a person's body temperature, breathing, and heartbeat. Even if the sacrifice turns to stone, as long as there is a trace of life on him, I can find him and imprison him."
"As long as the sacrifice is imprisoned, the spiritual power and spells on it will become ineffective and it will move towards us."
Lan Tiao: “…”
I understand. You three all have your own strengths, but I am the only one who is useless.
"Brother Lan Tiao, don't be discouraged. We are all believers in the gods. Even if you are useless, we will not abandon you." Gongsun Zimang took the initiative to put his arm around Lan Tiao's shoulders and comforted him.
Lan Tiao nodded and said "hmm". He found that after participating in the conversion ceremony, he felt a little closer to Lei Fenfei and other believers, as if they were good friends who had known each other for decades and should be tolerant and cooperative with each other.
Lei Fenfei realized his words had been somewhat hurtful, and apologized, "I'm sorry, Brother Lan Tiao, I was rather blunt. But don't lose heart. As long as you can capture enough sacrifices and perform more meritorious deeds, the gods will grant you new abilities... For example, the high priest, I've heard he's gained over a hundred different abilities. As long as we maintain our sincere faith in the gods, we can continue to grow stronger... This will be much easier than our own training back then."
Gongsun Zimang nodded and added, "Brother Lei Fenfei is right. We went astray in our cultivation before. Practitioners stole the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for their own use. This is an act against heaven. Whenever I think back on the past, my heart is filled with shame..."
"This miasma that permeates the mountains is poisonous to cultivators, but not to us. Do you know why?"
Chu Zhuzhu asked: "Why?"
"This miasma will only target cultivators with spiritual energy. The combination of miasma and spiritual energy will form a toxin, so only cultivators will be poisoned. The more miasma you inhale, the more severe the poisoning. In severe cases, it can even lead to death."
"But we are different. We are mortals, and the miasma itself is non-toxic. It is a substance similar to spiritual energy that is beneficial to the body. It can be called the compassionate spiritual mist. It is a gift from the gods specifically to us believers. Non-believers who inhale the compassionate spiritual mist deserve to be poisoned."
"Compassion Spirit Mist has many benefits. It not only keeps us healthy and free from illness, but it also increases our lifespan, allowing us to live longer."
"Mortals should believe in and respect the gods. They shouldn't steal the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. All the spiritual energy in this world belongs to the gods..."
"That's right," Chu Zhuzhu nodded in agreement. "One statue is too little. I hope that one day all ten mountains in Ciguang Swamp will have..."
"No, no, no." Lei Fenfei shook his head after hearing this. He interrupted Chu Zhuzhu and said, "There can only be one statue in an area. The entire swamp, and even the entire city, can only have this one statue."
"Why?"
"Because each stone statue of a deity carries a portion of the deity's power, if the statues were too densely distributed, they would form a hidden net, enveloping us all, and the concentration of the compassionate spiritual mist would increase... To give a simple example, if the spiritual mist were like delicious food, if you were allowed to eat a little bit of delicious food every day, you would be happy, right? But if you had to eat seven or eight pots of food in one meal, you would die of fullness before you could finish it... Therefore, the spiritual mist cannot be too thick."
While they were chatting, they saw a young man in red standing not far ahead. He was holding a folding fan, had a handsome appearance, and bright eyes. He had a bright smile on his face, white teeth and red lips, and a graceful posture.
The first reaction of ordinary practitioners when seeing the Compassionate Clan members was fear, but the young man in red took the initiative to approach them. His dark, bright eyes scanned the green tear marks on the heads of several people, and he asked with interest, "Are you the Compassionate Clan members?"
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