Changheng Mountain, Yu Mo revisited the old place and headed straight to the top of the mountain.

He left Changheng Mountain and came here alone because the power of faith was too important and was one of his biggest secrets.

He learned the seventh move of the Sword of the Tribulation from the Heavenly Sword, but he did not gain anything in the Heavenly Sword.

The night is thick and the soul fog is filled with danger.

Yu Mo did not choose to go up the mountain during the day because he didn't know how much the stone statues in the temple changed. If the stone statues became exactly the same as Yu Mo, wouldn't he be exposed as soon as they appeared?

Not even those believers regard it as a god and descend to earth.

He doesn't want to cause a sensation.

The power of faith flowed in Yu Mo's body, and the soul fog was afraid of being avoided, so he gave up a smooth road.

The temples dispel the soul fog at the top of the mountain, like an isolated island in the vast ocean, no matter how surging the wind and waves in the outside world are, they cannot shake it.

The light of candle flames came from the temple.

Yu Mo walked to the temple, was stunned for a moment, and said to himself: "Why are there people in the temple in the middle of the night?"

He became alert and approached the door carefully.

The temple gate was wide open, and Yu Mo flashed over and stepped over the door, safe and sound.

He looked up and saw someone in the main hall of the temple.

A man was kowtowing to the stone statue. The stone statue was covered by the eaves. Yu Mo could not see if the stone statue had changed, but he was attracted by the pious man.

He didn't know this person, he was an old man, and he could be seen from his back and was skinny.

Yu Mo couldn't help but see the devout believers he had seen in Tianlong Temple. The aura was very similar to this person, and he felt a sense of piety in his heart, like a warm light.

"He must be my believer, but why didn't he leave in the middle of the night? Is he so brave?"

"who?"

Suddenly, the old man turned his head in surprise and heard the movement.

Yu Mo flashed and sneaked into the darkness, but was not discovered by the other party.

The old man shook his head and said to himself: "The old man's eyes are dizzy."

This is a natural face. Yu Mo is sure that he has never seen him, but the old man gives him a very friendly feeling. Although he is old, he is quite energetic.

"Who would come to Changheng Mountain in the middle of the night? I was really thinking about it. Since the miracle of the temple appeared, I was the only one who really watched the night in the temple, and the others went down the mountain early."

The old man's words made Yu Mo feel moved. He remembered that in order to make the temple famous, he deliberately met a group of believers and told them that he had spent the night in the temple.

Unexpectedly, someone actually stayed in the temple.

However, in the end, the only one of the old men persisted.

In fact, there were other people who stayed here with the old man at the beginning, but after experiencing the initial excitement, many people became scared.

The world outside the temple is too dangerous. There seem to be human-eating beasts hidden in the soul fog. Although the temple dispels the soul fog, some people are still afraid that one day the temple will not be able to block the soul fog, and then they will undoubtedly die.

The old man was very pious and did not fear death, and he always stood there.

Yu Mo guessed a few points and really wanted to show up directly, but in the end he held back and waited for the old man to stagger away from the hall and return to the backyard to rest before appearing again.

He approached the stone statue step by step, and finally, the stone statue completely came into Yu Mo's eyes.

Yu Mo's pupils shrank and he stared straight at the stone statue's face.

"This... is becoming more and more similar to me. Even if you are unfamiliar, you can tell that he is exactly the same as me when you look at the stone statue."

Although he had already expected this result, he was still in a very complicated mood when he looked at this scene.

"You don't know how much faith power you absorb, but such a big change has happened."

Since Yu Mo deliberately created the miracles of the temple, there have been endless believers. Before the sky was dark, there were believers in the temple and worshipped devoutly. Naturally, the power of faith has increased, compared with the past, a qualitative flight.

But he was immediately attracted by the stone statue's head.

The power of faith!

His heart beat violently, and he didn't expect that there was so much power of faith on the top of the stone statue's head.

"Hey, there is so much power of faith, this can't be cheap for you."

Yu Mo did not dare to delay, and his fingers were a little further away towards the power of faith. The power of faith was like a flood that broke through the dam. With a whirlwind, the power of faith fell from the sky and poured directly into Yu Mo's sky spirit cap.

The power of faith rushed straight towards the Black Prison. After passing the God One Sword, the dim and light sword of God One Sword regained its vitality and shone brightly.

Yu Mo was overjoyed. The power of faith was indeed effective on the sword of God. This time, the power of faith was enough that it should restore the sword of God to its original state.

A part of the power of faith hovered around the sword of God, gradually nourishing it, and the light of the sword of God became stronger and stronger.

Another part of the power of faith rushed directly into the black prison, and after a moment, he returned, entrenched in front of the black prison, and integrated with the original power of faith.

When the sword of God consumed all the power of faith around him, he looked refreshed.

Yu Mo can see the profound sword technique again.

"Hahaha, now I'm equivalent to having another amulet."

He looked up again and saw that the top of the stone statue was empty.

"The stone statue absorbs the power of faith. Why do I have some of the power of faith when I come here twice? Could it be that its appetite is so small that it can't absorb so much?" Yu Mo wondered secretly.

"Forget it, I don't have time to stay here all the time, otherwise I will definitely figure it out. As long as I gain something, that's good."

"You remember, don't eat alone, this power of faith has part of me."

After Yu Mo finished speaking to the stone statue, he couldn't help but laugh.

The stone statue has no life, how could it be possible to understand what it says?

"The gods can turn into stone statues. Will the stone statues turn into living creatures?"

Yu Mo had a sudden whim and was startled by this idea again.

If the stone statue turns into a living thing, wouldn’t there be two memorials?

Yu Mo was amused and crying. If there really was one day when two identical people stared at each other, how could he face each other?

"This should be my random thoughts and troublesome people."

He was given the power of faith, and the goal of this trip had been achieved, and he was unwilling to disturb the old man, and was about to leave the temple.

Sudden!

A sound of footsteps came from outside.

Yu Mo's heart skipped a beat.

"What's going on? There are other people coming here in the middle of the night?"

Yu Mo immediately widened his eyes vigilantly and sneaked into the darkness quietly.

"I have the power of disaster and the power of faith to walk safely and soundly in the soul fog. Who is the person coming? Do you also have these two powers?"

As the footsteps approached, two figures appeared and stepped straight into the temple.
Chapter completed!