The fog of the soul came from the mountains and the sea, but when it encountered the power of robbery, it automatically retreated.

Yu Mo stood in the soul fog, but did not move forward easily.

There is no sense of direction in the soul fog, and he has no way to accurately find the temple on the top of Changheng Mountain.

He decided to test the power of faith first.

"The power of faith, I hope you can live up to your high expectations and restrain the soul fog."

Yu Mo muttered to himself, trying to stimulate the calamity in front of the black prison.

During the day, he had already tested it, and he could mobilize the power of faith, otherwise, he would not dare to venture into the mountains.

The power of faith wandered, left the black prison, turned into a gossamer, and wandered to Yu Mo's fingertips.

He pointed forward gently, his fingertips penetrated directly into the soul fog, and the power of faith emerged from his fingertips.

boom!

With a loud bang, like the roar of a dragon, Soul Mist retreated and gave way to a broad road.

"The power of faith has a greater effect on the soul fog than the power of robbery, and it's not a single star." Yu Mo was dumbfounded, shocked by the result.

Huh?

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, staring straight at the road ahead.

After Jie Li dispelled the soul fog, the road ahead was still very blurry, and it was impossible to tell the direction.

But the path opened up by the power of faith is very clear, and the grass and trees in front of him are clearly visible.

With a move in Yu Mo's heart, he already understood, and he burst out laughing.

"Hahaha, God help me too."

With the power of faith to open the way, then he will not get lost in the soul fog.

During the day, his footprints ran almost all over the entire Changheng Mountain, and he already knew the situation of Changheng Mountain by heart. Therefore, when he walked a certain distance, he immediately recognized the road under his feet, which was exactly the section he walked during the day. .

His eyes flickered, and he couldn't hide the frenzied joy.

"Now I can go up the mountain." Yu Mo walked to the top of Changheng Mountain. Where the power of faith passed, a broad avenue appeared at his feet. Even if he walked over, the avenue behind him might take a long time to disappear.

He climbed the mountain step by step, and after a while, he finally came to the flat top of the mountain.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank and saw a magical scene.

A huge silhouette appeared in the soul fog.

"What is this outline? It's a little blurry, but it's clearer than Soul Mist."

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, recognized the outline, and exclaimed, "It's a temple."

The outline was suddenly the temple on the top of the mountain, but it was not completely submerged in the soul fog. It seemed to have a little strength and showed its outline in the soul fog.

He walked quickly towards the temple, and when he arrived at the gate of the temple, his eyelids twitched fiercely: "This seems to be a sign of the power of faith."

He entered the temple, went straight to the main hall, looked up, but did not find the power of faith.

"Hey, this is weird." Yu Mo muttered.

There is no power of faith in the main hall, why does he feel that there are signs of the power of faith? Moreover, he observed outside the temple, this temple can indeed resist a little soul fog, this is the role of the power of faith.

He walked up and down the temple and became more and more sure of his judgment.

There is indeed a sign of the power of faith in this temple, but it is not a real power of faith, but a subtle influence that penetrates into the bricks and tiles of the temple. It is very weak, but this temple has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Yu Mo's eyes lit up, as if he had grasped a very crucial point.

The power of faith can subtly penetrate into every brick, every plant and every tree.

Once there is enough power of faith to penetrate into every corner of the temple, the temple will completely dispel the fog of souls, making the temple a safe place.

When ordinary people see this scene, they will naturally think that it is the appearance of gods, and the reputation of the temple will naturally be greater. It can attract more believers, and the power of belief will be more and more continuous.

A smile appeared on Yu Mo's mouth, which showed that his plan was completely feasible.

But it is not an easy process to let the power of faith fully penetrate every corner of the temple.

Since the establishment of the temple, there has been such a little effect, and it is not enough to achieve the level of miracles.

"I want to speed up the process, not just subtly and gradually."

Yu Mo made up his mind, and with a flick of his finger, the power of faith flew out from his fingertips.

Whoosh!

The power of faith silently sank into the walls of the temple, and Yu Mo could still sense it, and it was under his control.

The power of faith is like a trickle, flowing along the wall. Wherever it passes, the power of faith has not decreased, but the wall has changed.

This kind of change is hard to see with the naked eye, but Yu Mo can feel it.

He chased the power of faith until he came to the wall outside the temple. After the power of faith passed by, Soul Mist immediately retreated, and there was no more power of faith within one meter outside the temple.

Yu Mo stared blankly at this scene, secretly stunned.

The effect of the power of faith far exceeded his expectations.

Immediately, he was full of energy. It didn't take long for the power of faith to swim through the entire temple. The temple underwent earth-shaking changes, and there was no trace of soul fog approaching. It seemed like a pearl in the dark, and like a ocean. An island in the sea, giving people a great sense of security.

Yu Mo admired his masterpiece and smiled contentedly.

But soon he found another problem.

He saw the changes in the temple clearly, but others didn't know it.

Because no one went up the mountain in the middle of the night, and there was no one on the black mountain before the sky.

Therefore, the temple is equivalent to a pearl covered in dust, and no one knows it.

"No, I must change this, and let more and more people know about the miracle that the temple can resist the soul fog, so as to attract more believers."

Yu Mo thought hard and finally found a way.

But there is still a small problem with this method. It must be verified by himself. If it is successful, he can implement his plan.

"Now the power of faith can guide me. I can go down the mountain directly and get out of the ghost fog, but that doesn't work. I have to stay in the temple and wait until dawn to see if I have entered the ghost world."

That's what he has to verify for himself.

If people know the magical powers of the temple, and then stay in the temple for the night, but wake up and find that they are in the ghost world, then something big will happen.

Therefore, he has to test it first.

So he sat in the temple and quietly waited for the dawn.

Outside the temple is a dangerous world, and the living will surely die, but inside the temple is another world, where the living are safe and sound.

Yu Mo is in this place, one person and one temple, integrated into one, with a different artistic conception.

Ignoring left and right, Yu Mo decided to practice.

Since he has verified the magic of the power of faith, if he uses it for cultivation, he does not know what the result will be.

Before the black prison, the power of faith came back from the temple, and it did not decrease at all.

Yu Mo runs the robbery force, and the real essence and the robbery force wander.

Whoosh!

The power of faith rushed out from the black prison, flowed into the eight meridians, and rushed towards the true essence and calamity.