Vol 2 Chapter 1780: Fool the world

"In the eyes of the gods, southern Xinjiang is the world, and the world is the same, all are treated equally." In the fairy mountain, the statue of the King of Frost Frost slowly opened.
The sound is dreamy and ethereal, full of charming artistic conception.
Liang Wang gasped with laughter: "You believers are brave enough to intervene in the world without permission in the name of the gods."
Breaking a contract is breaking the contract, actually saying that the gods said.
"Cool King, why don't you open your eyes and see today, where is there no goddess' temple?" The statue said slowly again.
indeed.
Although the main hall of the Ningshen Temple is located in the territory of Southern Xinjiang, it can be divided into halls, but it has actually blossomed everywhere.
Not to mention the recent, Tianyueling in eastern Xinjiang, most of the temples, already enshrined the King of Frost Frost, only a small temple like Guzhou City, perhaps also enshrined the dustless King.
The distant middle cloud realm has become the temple of the God of Frost God.
The Temple of the Dustless King has long been scarce and negligible.
The entire continent has actually become a believer site for the God of Ningshuang.
Liang Wang gritted his teeth slightly and said, "That's not the reason you left South Xinjiang! Besides, it came to the King City, and it also confuses mortals by means!"
The general situation of the temple, they have been unstoppable.
According to the prediction of the cool king, there will be tens of hundreds of years of history, it is likely that Lu Shen has no kingship.
It will be the shrine of King Ningshuang who rules the mainland.
At that time, it was the world of divine power.
No matter how high or low the martial arts are, they are all creeping under the divine power and becoming servants of the gods.
The statue spoke slowly again: "The has mercy on the world and learns that the king's people were being abused by the demons, so he lowered the oracle and ordered me to come and rescue the people."
Excuse!
Liang Wang's eyes were contemptuous.
What a coincidence, the Demon Race was just repulsed, and the people of the temple arrived sooner or later.
Presumably they have already arrived, just watching the changes in the dark.
If the demons are in power, I believe they will go faster than anyone else.
When they found out that the Cool King was in power, they appeared and prevented them from annihilating the Yu Family.
"The Demon Race has retreated, then you can go back, don't send!" Liang Wang Yaoyao shouted.
The statue reveals a peaceful light: "The Demon Race is gone, but the disabled people still need the mercy of the gods. We will bring healing and various diets according to the will of God, which will be distributed to Li Min."
Ha ha!
Just know that their purpose is impure!
It was an opportunity to buy people's hearts!
"Sorry, Liangzhou City has a lot of resource reserves, no help from the temple, please come back!" This is already the second time Liangwang asked them to leave.
But his opposition was met with resentment from the strong human race on the ground.
"This is something God has given us, and the curative effect must be very good. Why should the Cool King reject it for us?"
"I heard that the healing remedies of the temple contain the power of the gods, and they have the magical effect of curing the disease."
"Well, I heard that I can still be flesh and bones.
After thousands of years of operation, the temple of King Ningshuang is still extremely noble in the eyes of the warriors in Lu Shen’s legacy.
There are countless legends about the temple.
Hearing that King Liang refused the magic medicine of the temple, of course they refused.
"Fuck! Don't be deceived by them! The temple's medicines are all ordinary healing medicines, which is no different from the mysterious reserve medicines in my Wangcheng." Liang Wang scolded.
Where will the gods give medicine?
Isn't the so-called magic medicine a common secret medicine made from local materials in the temple and invited to be refined on the mainland?
They have no special effect. Some of the legends are that the temple spreads them deliberately to attract believers, and part of them is that some believers blindly believe in the divine power, and the psychological effect is nothing more.
"We need the magic medicine, not the secret medicine of the king city!"
"Yes! I'll ask you, my leg is broken. Can you restore my leg to completeness?"
"My finger is also broken. Can the secret medicine of Wangcheng be restored?"
Cool King is not mad!
Is there a secret medicine that can reshape the residual limb?
Of course there is!
Many first-line strongmen have similar quasi-elixirs in their hands.
But how scarce is this quasi-elixir?
Is it enough for hundreds of thousands of disabled people?
There is no Moruo Liangzhou City, and it is believed that the sum of similar quasi-elixirs across the continent is not enough for the current disabled.
"Is there a temple?" Liang Wang asked back: "You, maybe a very few people can get it, but most of them can't get it."
This is an objective law, and no matter how the temple is full of radiant morality, it is impossible to popularize so many disabilities.
"We can do it!" The statue said slowly: "The gods have given us enough magic medicine to enable devout believers to be healed."
Liang Wang's eyebrows twisted together and said: "Don't believe in the temple, they are all liars!"
"You are a liar! We want the temple secret medicine, not the king city secret medicine!"
"To the temple, not the king city!"
"Welcome the shrine to come to Liangzhou King City, I hope you will be stationed here from now on, so that we can also bathe in the glory of the gods."
"Yes! Even if the main hall cannot come, please build a branch hall in the royal city?"
quietly!
The power of the temple is here.
A donation that has not yet started, has won the hearts of the people and even strongly supported them to establish a branch hall in the royal city.
At present, there is only a martial arts inspection hall set up in a temple.
Its role is only to detect martial arts, not a real temple.
Liang Wang gritted his teeth: "A bunch of idiots!"
At the same time, he hated the temple with his teeth tickling.
Through the great disaster of the king city, take the opportunity to preach and facilitate the establishment of a temple here.
In peacetime, they simply do not have such a huge influence.
"Invite the wounded and sick one by one, the clergy of my general shrine will distribute the necessary items for you." The statue said slowly.
The Cool King has ordered the 100,000 strong ethnic groups to stand still, watching them line up and get the quasi-secret medicine.
He snorted and grabbed the secret medicine of the warrior passing by.
When I opened it, I laughed and said, "Bu Qi Qi? Ha ha, it's really not sincere."
Bu Qi San is the most popular secret medicine for healing in the mainland. Compared with the expensive secret medicine of Xuelou, it is far worse than the secret medicine in his treasure house.
What's more annoying is that many martial arts men came out to make up for Qi, but they all held inexplicable hearts.
"I heard that the temple's Buqi San is different from the ordinary Buqi San!"
"Nonsense! The Qi Qi given by the gods personally contains the brilliance of the gods. How is the mortal comparable?"
"I try." A warrior drank a bottle on the spot, and under the eyes of everyone, he was full of excitement: "The stomach is hot, as if the body is full of strength."
"I try!" The other warrior swallowed, and his eyes were amazed: "It's amazing, I can be sure that the temple's Bu Qi San is absolutely different from the mortal Bu Qi San!"