Looking at the dead Japanese soldiers on the ground and Ye Xuan, who had turned around, there was no smile on the faces of these people. They were even a little scared.
Suddenly, an old woman sitting in front of him looked at Ye Xuan and suddenly knelt down in front of him. With a pleading look on her dusty face, she wriggled her lips and said in a trembling voice, "Thank, thank you, Immortal Lord!"
At this time, the people of Huaxia had not completely broken away from the ideology of the feudal society. When technology was not developed, many things that could not be explained would be from the perspective of ghosts and gods. Just now, Ye Xuan had not only easily killed a small team of Japanese soldiers in front of them, but he had also performed a technique that stopped bullets in front of them. This made them even more convinced that Ye Xuan was a celestial being.
"Thank you, Immortal! Thank you, Immortal! " It seemed that they had grasped the last straw of hope. When everyone saw the old woman at the front kneel down, they suddenly found hope in their hearts. They bent their legs and knelt before Ye Xuan one after another, shouting loudly.
Seeing that all the people in the church had bent down and knelt down, Ye Xuan frowned. With a thought, an invisible spiritual wave washed out from between his eyebrows, like a gentle spring breeze or ripples on water. He waved his right hand gently.
"I'm not an immortal. Get up, all of you!" Suddenly, the people who had already knelt on the ground and were about to kneel on the ground felt a gentle force surrounding them and immediately helped them up from the ground.
But the more it was like this, the more the people believed that the young man in front of them was an immortal. Otherwise, how could a mortal have such magical power to help hundreds of people up with a wave of his hand? This was something that even the masters in Taoist temples could never do.
Thinking of this, the eyes of these people were full of devout worship when they looked at Ye Xuan. Their eyes were no longer as numb as before, but emitted an amazing light.
In this light, Ye Xuan suddenly sensed wisps of golden light gushing toward the center of his eyebrows from the void. These wisps of golden light gushed into the center of his eyebrows. Without any hesitation, he directly rushed into the lake where his mental strength was gathered. After that, the golden light quickly blended with his mental strength. The originally pure silver lake suddenly had traces of golden light, which was extremely dazzling to look at.
Looking at the golden glow that was rapidly blending with his mind power, Ye Xuan felt that his mind power seemed to have undergone some inexplicable changes, but he didn't know whether this change was good or bad for the time being. He just felt that his mind power seemed to have become purer. Just like before, if he used his telekinesis to stop the bullets in the air and consumed 20 points of his mind power, then it would be much better. Therefore, after the golden rays fused with his mental power, he would only need to spend 18 points of mental power to achieve what he needed 20 points of mental power to do if what happened just now happened again.
Ye Xuan's spiritual power followed the source of the golden threads and saw that they were coming from the foreheads of the commoners in front of him. Then, they followed some mysterious trajectory and were transmitted to him.
What is this?
Looking at the golden rays coming from the eyebrows of the commoners, a thought flashed in Ye Xuan's mind. He thought of a possibility that seemed a little absurd. However, this was the only possibility that he could think of, and that was the power of faith collected by the legendary Buddha and immortals.
However, there was no time for Ye Xuan to think about it now because there were hundreds of pairs of eyes looking at him in awe.
He looked at the ordinary people in front of him who were looking at him with burning eyes. Ye Xuan couldn't help but feel a headache. If he just left these hundreds of people without caring about them, especially now that he had killed six Japanese soldiers, with the brutality of the Japanese, he was afraid that none of these people would survive in the end. He was afraid that none of the commoners would survive in the end. He didn't want that to happen.
However, if he were to bring these ordinary people with him, he would not be able to escape. With the current situation in Nanjing where the Japanese were everywhere, this would not work. He was afraid that as long as this group of people went out, the bombers in the sky would come, and these people would not be able to escape.
After thinking for a while, Ye Xuan finally decided to leave these people here for the time being because it was too dangerous to take these people out now. With his current ability, he could not guarantee that these people who followed him would survive. It was safer to leave them here.
However, although they were left here, Ye Xuan could not just leave them alone. He still needed to make some arrangements so that he could leave with peace of mind.
After making the decision, Ye Xuan looked at the people in front of him who were looking at him with burning eyes and waiting for him to speak. He shouted, "Who among you has been a soldier before? All of you, stand in front of me!"
Hearing the shout of the "god", there was a commotion in the crowd. Then more than a dozen wounded soldiers in civilian clothes with bandages and guns in their hands came out of the crowd.
Looking at these soldiers in military uniforms with guns in their hands, Ye Xuan couldn't help frowning. He walked in front of them, glanced at them coldly, and shouted, "What are you doing with these guns? Are you using them as firesticks? Why didn't you shoot when the Japanese soldiers came in just now? Can you still be considered a soldier? Are you worthy of the military uniforms you are wearing? "
Hearing Ye Xuan's scolding, these soldiers couldn't help but lower their heads deeply. Just when Ye Xuan thought they were ashamed, a soldier who looked less than 20 years old suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Xuan. His face, which had been blackened by gunfire and dust, was covered with tears. "Do you think we don't want to shoot? We, we have no bullets in our guns … "
Ye Xuan was startled when he heard the soldier's words. He abruptly reached out and took the gun of a wounded soldier in front of him. He pulled the bolt open and saw that the magazine was empty. There was not even a bullet in it. He shifted his consciousness and scanned the guns in the hands of the dozen or so wounded soldiers in front of him with his Mind Energy. He found that all the guns were empty.
Looking at the dozen wounded soldiers in front of him, Ye Xuan's face changed. He suddenly took a step back, stood up straight, and then bowed deeply to these wounded soldiers. He said sincerely, "I'm sorry, everyone. I have wronged you!"
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