Vol 4 Chapter 548: Sermon

　　 Su Xiang is very young and does not have the social means of long-sleeved dance. But she knew that to talk to people, she had to keep her own position at all times, and she had to have a final sentence.
　　 So when she encountered a question that couldn't be answered, she said to kill.
　　 Can't love influence? kill.
　　 The blockade of the heretics? kill.
　　 The killing made people's heads rolling, no one dared to object, then naturally the world was peaceful.
　　Since the country decided to let her be a tyrant in the game, Su Xiangli was not allowed to be a butcher.
　　 Surprisingly, Su Xiangli's remarks were praised by many people.
　　 This is a militant race. Everyone suddenly realized when they heard a kill.
"Oh I got it."
　　 "This is love, I see!"
　　 "This noodle is so good, it sounds almost the same as Mithra."
　　 "Since the miracle is right in front of my eyes, then, I want to teach!"
　　 "I'm a teacher too!"
　　 The audience cheered, and everyone reached a consensus.
　　 "Go to his Mithra, today we will change our faith!"
　　 Su Xiangli was stunned by this enthusiastic response, but fortunately, Xiaolu locked her facial expression, so she could still appear calm and composed.
　　 "As long as you announce your enrollment, you are all believers of the Fei Mian Sect. We don't have such a complicated initiation ceremony."
　　 Everyone nodded again, "Simple and direct, I like it."
　　 Seeing Su Xiang who is in a good situation, I can’t help but feel a little joy. It seems that spreading faith is easier than imagined. These are a group of stupid and backward indigenous people. Isn’t it easy to get their worship? She is already imagining the future. With her peculiar ability, she pretends to be an envoy, so that all the aristocratic class of the Totin Empire can be taught all the way, and then popularize science and education, so that she can build a perfect preliminary base for her compatriots.
　　 The flying face floating in the sky, the pope swam forward happily, waved his hand, and the refreshing wind blew across the faces of the people under the stage, making them feel that their bodies and minds have received the most mysterious baptism. In fact, it was Su Xiangli who brought in the air from high places to dissipate the smell that permeated the town, and gave them a short rest in their nasal cavity.
　　 "The Eight Commandments of Moxi. First, the great noodle warns the world: I hope you, when preaching, don't be so self-righteous. If someone doesn't believe it, that's okay. Your is not a vain and jealous god."
　　 The audience nodded, "Understand, let's kill if we don't believe it, that's good too."
　　 Su Xiangli was taken aback again, no, what do you understand?
　　 The situation seems a bit out of control.
She was silent for a moment and nodded, "It's fine if you can know. Second, I hope you will not suppress, conquer, punish, or harm others in my name, and do not be evil with others. I don't want you to worship. Purity is related to water, not to people."
　　 This sentence undoubtedly caused an uproar.
　　 "Didn't you just say to kill? Why don't you kill now?"
　　 "Can you kill someone!"
　　 Su Xiangli snorted coldly, "Quiet! Wait for me to speak slowly!" The atmosphere passed her voice to everyone, like thunder.
　　 Everyone fell silent again. Facing these different faces, their expressions coincided with each other. When the masses fell into the same enthusiasm, they were a collective, a symbolic giant.
　　 "If you don't praise meaningless killing, what you have to do is to avoid meaningless evil, and bring sinners to me, and I will lead them to the heaven of cooking."
　　 "It turned out to be like this!"
　　 "What is there in the boiled heaven?"
　　 "Boiled Heaven..." Su Xiangli was a bit dull again. She couldn't say that there are beer volcanoes and beer in the boiling heaven, right? "...There are infinite parties, where you have no memory, only dreams of life and death, doing everything you want to do."
　　 "Sounds not as good as the Hall of Heroes." Everyone was dissatisfied again, "The Arena of the Gods of the Mithra Lord God, which allows us to die in countless battles but never perish. Does the Heaven of the Noodle Gods have these too?"
　　 Su Xiang frowned in ecstasy, and he was also anxious and wise, shouting: "You are so warlike, you can only enter hell, where there are infinite struggles, and there you have no memory, only deaths, and you can never break free."
　　 When these words came out, the people were still dissatisfied, "What's so good about that, I should relax occasionally."
　　 Su Xiangli (heart tired): "As long as you can repent, you can return from to heaven."
　　 Everyone cheered: "Okay!"
"The third item of the Moxi Eight Commandments: I hope you don’t distinguish people by clothes and appearance. Be kind and forbearance with all sentient beings. You should remember: woman = someone, man = someone, dried shrimp = dried shrimp. , No difference, etc."
　　 The men made dissatisfied voices, "What does this mean, is there no difference between a man and a woman? If a man is strong, he should assume the responsibility of a warrior, and the woman is responsible for farming and supporting the family. Isn't that good?"
Su Xiangli clenched his fist, "I said, I don’t like meaningless warfare. If you think that force is a testament to superiority between people, come here, I am a woman to challenge all of your men and let you all go to hell. have a look!"
　　As soon as these words came out, the foolish people shuddered again, "You are the messenger of God. If you hurt you rashly, won't you be punished by cooking?"
"Boil doesn’t care, doesn’t care about you, it’s me who cares about you, only human beings care about people, God just allows you to see the truth of the world, and fight for it, in the end it is humans, not Gods, who make everything. This universe treats God. It doesn’t matter! Cook doesn’t care!"
　　 "If you don't care about cooking, how can you have such a miracle?"
There are often people who make things difficult. If Su Xiangli cannot pass this level, she will not be able to preach, and spreading Fei Mianjiao itself is only a stopgap measure. There must be a banner and goal to lead the team, players from the earth We need a reasonable identity to intervene in local affairs.
　　Fei Mian Sect is a completely satirical religion, and it is used to laugh at those real religions. Since it is impossible to prove that God does not exist, it is also impossible to prove that Feimian God does not exist. There is no essential difference between God and a ball of noodles.
　　 Religion is the yoke of human reason. The motherland does not need ignorant people, even partners in games. The development of science requires people with scientific literacy, a healthy and energetic group.
　　 Su Xiangli did not intend to engage in superstition in the first place. She just wanted to temporarily use this flying noodle monster belief as a tool to tame the public. When scientific ideas spread, this religion would be useless.
"I will lead everyone who truly believes in cooking. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com will let them see the true meaning of the world, let them get what they want, men enjoy honor, women enjoy life, the elderly will be comforted, and children will be nurtured. Sickness and disability will stay away from you, and you can see a whole new world every day."
　　 "Why? Even the great pope of the Mithra religion dare not say such things."
　　 "One is based on moral beliefs, and the other is based on science and technology."
　　 "Science?"
　　 "Yes, Mr. De and Mr. Sai." Su Xiangli exhaled and entered a familiar field. Modern people like her are familiar with this kind of science content and know a lot.
　　 "Science can make crops grow well, weapons can be sophisticated, science can accomplish everything, as long as we are united."
　　Su Xiangli looked at the thinking crowd. Everyone was discussing, whether it was a businessman, a peasant, aristocrat or a commoner, in this small town, more than 600 people discussed together, and the language was boiling like a mess.
　　 In the end, they came to the conclusion that cooking equals gods and science brings miracles, so science equals religion.
　　 Su Xiangli (speechless): "Almost, that's what it means. Today's preaching is over. If you want to know the remaining precepts, then come back tomorrow."
　　
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