Mill obviously agreed with Monty's words, and his facial expression was excited, but it was well controlled.

"Indeed, the God of Light must be standing behind us." Mil praised casually and didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Their luck was really too good, even their own people couldn't believe it.

The guard, who originally thought that it would be meaningless to die in vain, finally felt satisfied after hearing these words, as if he would have no regrets even if he died in the next second.

At least, we have reached our destination, right?

Yang Lan'er was looking at the two leaders of the group with a frown on her face. They were openly praising the God of Light, while the guards were muttering and praising the God of Light secretly, as if they would be sorry for their good luck today if they didn't praise the God of Light to pieces.

Since it is good luck, shouldn't we praise the goddess of luck? What does it have to do with the God of Light? Yang Lan'er was completely puzzled by this.

But no matter what, the God of Light is really busy...

What about the God of Light standing behind? Yang Lan'er suddenly felt that what she heard was not God, but a ghost, and she felt a chill.

"There's nothing strange about it. Most of the people in this world believe in the God of Light. No matter what they do, just blame the God of Light." Seeing that Yang Lan'er seemed very conflicted, Yi Mishang expressed her comfort.

Although she has only been traveling through time not long ago, she has obviously gotten used to it!

When you go out to sell something or buy some vegetables to eat at home, you can hear things about the God of Light everywhere. At first, your ears may feel callused, but after hearing it so many times, you can calmly ignore it.

"I have to say, this kind of custom really gives people a feeling of being deeply poisoned." Yang Lan'er was both amused and confused. If it were on Earth, it would probably be regarded as a cult!

"Actually, I'm just curious about one thing..." Yang Lan'er said slowly, thoughtfully, "You know, this world is powered by faith. The God of Light obviously relies on the faith of his believers to survive and increase his strength. Moreover, most faiths exist. As long as they don't just say it with their mouths and hate to kill the entire family of the God of Light, then the power of faith exists. It's just a matter of strength."

"So, every word of praise from each person, even the most insincere one, when gathered together can become a powerful force." Yang Lan'er has felt the power of faith. Even the solid space barrier cannot stop it. The diluted power of merit can obviously be compressed and gathered again under specific conditions!

“Look at it now. People all over the world habitually mention the God of Light every time they speak. How much power of faith will be gathered tomorrow? This... doesn’t it feel a bit like cheating?” Yang Lan’er couldn’t understand it.

Because the generation of the power of faith seems too easy, people in the world of cultivation who want to gain merit become extremely jealous.

"That being said, there is a point." Yi Mishang thought about it and also felt strange: "Speaking of which, the name of the God of Light seems to be too famous. Eight or nine out of ten people in the entire continent believe in the God of Light. Even if they don't believe in it, they won't let others know."

Therefore, the God of Light accounts for eight or nine tenths, and the remaining ten or twelve is distributed among the many other gods. No matter how you look at it, it is a result of some gain while others lose. The God of Light will become increasingly powerful due to the power of faith, leaving the other gods far behind.

The power of the God of Light has also become the reason and firm support for these believers' continued faith.

The gods in this magical world mostly derive their power from the power of faith, so that the strong become stronger and the weak become weaker, and the belief in the God of Light becomes more and more popular.

"That's true. The God of Light will only become more and more powerful." Yang Lan'er couldn't figure it out and was too lazy to think about it. Anyway, it was someone else's business.

"Speaking of which, the gods of this world do exist. Unlike before, they only existed in legends and myths." Yi Mishang nodded: "It's a pity that humans still haven't seen them, but they know that all gods exist."

Because of prayer and faith, some people can always get a lot of benefits. Although they have never seen the true body of God, many miracles are everywhere.

Some people speculate that the God of Law will leave this continent and this world, and maybe he will really go into the arms of God.

This is the reason why the higher the strength and the longer the life, the fewer number of magic gods there are in the world. It's a pity that no one can confirm it.

The people who can confirm it are no longer on this continent, and all that remains are speculations.

"It doesn't matter. Although I don't know the situation, the gods in this world are really different from those in our world!" Yang Lan'er said with emotion. She always felt that they would meet one day.

Because Yang Lan'er thought of her wish to leave. If the space where the God of Light is located is in any way a higher plane than the Cang Yan Continent, maybe when she gets there, she can find a way to return to the world of cultivation.

Can the God of Law leave? It should be determined by the rules of space. Yang Lan'er wants to understand it better.

However, there is no need to consider these things for the time being. The legendary island is not as peaceful as it seems.

Amid Monty's madness and constant confirmation, a group of people finally found a very favorable piece of evidence, that is, dragon scales.

A dragon scale as big as a washbasin. If Monty's eyes had not turned green and his emotions had not been disturbed when he confirmed it, Yang Lan'er really would not have been able to tell what it was.

Although she has read the novel, in reality, Yang Lan'er knows very little about this world, perhaps even less than Yi Mishang.

After all, what is written in the plot are all descriptions. Without hearing other people's explanations, Yang Lan'er often finds it difficult to connect the real objects with the descriptions.

There was no way, because she knew the least about Western things. Not to mention the inheritance of the ancestors of the Yang family, even the experience left to her by Qin Muyan did not mention this aspect.

But think about it, the East and the West are clearly divided. It seems that everyone is practicing their own things and there is no intersection at all.

"Black dragon scales?" Monty finally calmed down a little, and began to tell Mil some secrets that people with insufficient strength would not know. "I didn't expect that the legend was actually true, and there is actually a black dragon living on this island?"

The black dragon is the most brutal and unreasonable species among dragons, but that also means it has the highest strength.

This means that the wealth on the island may be immeasurable as the legend says.

Although this island is protected by a barrier, it is obvious that many years have passed.

Only Yang Lan'er knew that this island was not small at all. For a lizard like a western dragon, it would take more than just lying down to accommodate it. It would also need to fly and take a walk. How could the area be small? 　A certain kid was finally discharged from the hospital today. I was so scared and exhausted. I didn't go home until 5pm. Let me have a good sleep. I haven't closed my eyes for three days. I look at the computer screen with blurry eyes... The weather is changing, everyone should pay more attention... It's not fun to be sick... [~~~~(>_<)~~~~]