The black prison fluctuated violently, like a well, as if something was about to gush out.

The crazy knife looked at Yu Mo's appearance and called him without responding. He was really startled and subconsciously wanted to grab Yu Mo's shoulder to resolve the crisis for him.

Bang!

As soon as his hand fell on Yu Mo's shoulder, a powerful force hit his palm hard. He staggered back a few steps before stabilizing his body.

He looked at Yu Mo in horror, then at the palm of his hand, the powerful force made him feel scared.

"What the hell happened to him, how did it become like this?"

A huge question mark appeared in Kuangdao's mind, but he had no way to know the answer.

Yu Mo knew nothing about everything outside the world, and his mind was on the mysterious power. The black prison was shocked. This force rushed into the black prison, and in a moment, it flew out of the black prison again.

"It can actually escape the shackles of the Black Prison. The reason why the Black Prison is called this is because once it is sucked into it, it will be difficult to escape from the Black Prison. What is this power? It can actually not follow this principle."

Yu Mo's heart was shaking.

After leaving the Black Prison, this force has been hovering in front of the Black Prison and leaning against the God One Sword.

At the same time, Yu Mo had an additional message in his mind.

The power of faith!

This is the name of the mysterious power.

Yu Mo was shocked. He had never heard of this name before, but he was a smart person. He subconsciously looked up at the stone statue in the main hall. Could it be...

A bold idea popped up in his mind.

This power comes from the top of the stone statue, and is also called the power of faith, which makes people easily have infinite imagination.

Could it be that this power of faith comes from those who worship the stone statues?

This is Yu Mo's guess!

He was also shocked by his own guesses. Is there really such a thing as the power of faith in the world?

What you see and what you hear and what you hear.

If your guess is correct, then this power of faith will continue to appear, because as long as someone worships the stone statue, a new power of faith will be generated.

"The power of faith has always been on the top of the stone statue. I don't know how many people come here, why did it make me cheaper?"

Yu Mo is self-aware and does not think it is because of his overwhelming luck. There must be deeper reasons.

"The Kuang Dao was still joking about the fact that this temple was born because of me. The so-called miracles were all because of me. Is the stone statues they worshipped me? Although they didn't know, all of this was born because of me, so it was naturally the me worshipped, so only I can activate the power of faith."

hiss!

Yu Mo was gasping for a cold breath, and was really scared by his own inference.

He couldn't help staring at the stone statue, his eyes a little lost.

He looked at other people who worshipped the stone statues and felt particularly friendly.

"Zheng Master Yu, what's wrong with you?" The scream of the Mad Knife interrupted his thoughts and pulled him back to the real world.

Seeing him looking at him in panic, Yu Mo smiled bitterly and said, "I'm fine."

He felt aroused in his heart and asked, "Mad Dao, you are knowledgeable, I wonder if you have ever heard of the power of faith?"

"The power of faith?" Kuangdao asked suspiciously: "What is that?"

Yu Mo shook his head and didn't say much. It seemed that Mad Dao didn't know either.

"You were so strange just now that I touched your shoulder, but was shaken away by a powerful force. I have never seen such a powerful force, which makes people feel heart-pounding." Kuangdao said in a heavy tone.

"Is that right?" Yu Mo was shocked. He had not yet had a clear feeling of the power of faith, because it did not cause harm to him.

But the words of Kuang Dao made him realize the power of faith.

Although it is only a little bit, it is so powerful that it makes Kuangdao palpitations.

If there is more power of faith, such as continuous like true energy, how powerful will it burst out?

Yu Mo was so excited that he didn't dare to imagine it.

Seeing that Yu Mo wanted to speak but stopped, Kuang Dao didn't ask any questions again. After a change of topic, he said, "Let's go to other places to see if we can find out."

"good."

Yu Mo looked at the stone statue deeply and left the temple with the Mad Knife, but made up his mind that this temple was crucial to him and must not be destroyed.

On the contrary, if he wants to protect this place well, he must ensure that the incense is more prosperous and that more people come to worship, the more power of faith, the more benefits he will have.

His inspiration flashed, and when night came, soul fog covered Changheng Mountain, and this temple was no exception.

But if the temple can stand out from Changheng Mountain and not be affected by the soul fog, the reputation of the temple will naturally become more famous, which is a real miracle, not as illusory as rumored.

In this way, there will naturally be more believers, more incense, and more power of faith.

Yu Mo became excited.

But the most urgent task is how to keep the temple from the soul fog.

The power of robbery can dispel the soul fog, but the power of robbery cannot leave Yu Mo too long, so he cannot use the power of robbery to protect the huge temple.

The power of faith is a mysterious power no less than the power of disaster. I wonder if it is effective when facing the soul fog?

But it's daytime now and there's no way to test it.

"I will come to Changheng Mountain tonight, and I must try it out." Yu Mo decided to take the risk, because the power of faith was too tempting to him.

If he fails and cannot get out of the soul fog, he will go to the ghost world once dawn, and what greets him will be endless.

"Mad Dao, in the future, you can send people to watch this temple more and don't let people ruin it." Yu Mo reminded.

Kuang Dao was stunned and said, "Is this temple very important?"

Yu Mo had no choice but to shake his head and remain silent.

Kuangdao is a smart person. After a change of tone, he said, "No problem, I must protect it."

The two of them looked around the mountain again, but found nothing suspicious.

The Mad Knife couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

Seeing this, Yu Mo comforted him: "Mad Knife, don't worry, Wang Chong will not sacrifice in vain. I will definitely find out the truth."

Kuangdao smiled bitterly in disappointment and said in disappointment: "My master is useless, I am ashamed of him."

Yu Mo sighed secretly, not knowing how to comfort him.

As night falls, Changheng Mountain is shrouded in the soul fog, and all living people have withdrawn from Changheng Mountain. At this moment, Changheng Mountain belongs to the world of dead people, and living people stop.

Yu Mo stood in front of the soul fog, frowned and pondered.

He did not tell Kuangdao that he would enter Changheng Mountain again to avoid worrying.

This is his own adventure.

"Changhengshan, I'm here again. I'm not sure whether it's a blessing or a disaster. So I'll just take a try."

Yu Mo whispered to himself, his eyes becoming firm.
Chapter completed!