Chapter 910: The power of faith (1 more)

"Mo Yang, there is one thing you need to do in person." Mu Qingge pressed a piece of information on the table with his hand, and raised his eyes to Mo Yang Dao standing below. .
In that file, there is one thing written.
One thing the temple notified Wuzhou--
[...The Goddess of the Temple was taken away by Fallen Star City by despicable means. The Temple hereby announces to the world that an army will be sent to Fallen Star City to preach justice, rescue the Goddess, and destroy the Fallen Star City...]
The copywriting in the dossier is very popular, and it seems to be understood by the people of the five continents in the Middle Ages.
This dossier was not only posted outside the temples everywhere, but also sent to various cities and major families with flying beasts.
The temple seems to want to unite the forces of the entire Middle Ages to deal with Falling Star City, so that Falling Star City has no way to go and becomes a trapped beast.
"Little Sir, please order!" Mo Yang stood in front of Mu Qingge, clasping his fists.
Mu Qingge narrowed her eyes and said to him, "You pick some shrewd people and mix them into cities on the five continents. I want you to be like this..." She leaned forward slightly, and commanded to Mo Yang in a very low tone.
After Mo Yang listened, an expression of horror appeared in his eyes.
Mu Qingge straightened his back, facing his horror, still very calm. She said: "This thing can only be done by people in the Middle Ages, and you must be careful not to leave a trace."
"Subordinates understand." Mo Yang nodded slowly.
However, there was still a trace of doubt in his eyes. He couldn't help asking: "Little Sir, what's the use of doing this? The first army of the temple, which is said to be one hundred thousand people, has already set off from Central Continent to Fallen Star City. We are not. Should I be more prepared to defend against the enemy?"
However, Mu Qingge said confidently: "A hundred thousand army? If you want to take down my Starfall City, a hundred thousand army may not be enough."
After a pause, she explained Mo Yang's previous question again. "Do you know what the main function of the temple is? Or, what is the meaning of the temple?"
Mo Yang was taken aback and shook his head slowly.
No one, for a force that has existed for tens of thousands of years, or even longer, will not spend energy thinking about the meaning of its existence. Only think that its existence is justified and reasonable.
That is a subtle habit!
Ruo Mu Qingge hadn't accidentally heard that Si Mo mentioned the origin of the temple, I am afraid she would not think of it at this moment.
"The existence of the temple is to collect the power of faith for the gods in the continent of Gods and Demons." Mu Qingge said the answer Si Mo had told her.
"The power of faith?!" Mo Yang's quiet eyes shrank slightly, muttering puzzledly.
Mu Qingge lightly tapped his jaw and slowly walked down from the high platform of the city lord. She walked down the steps, and Mo Yang, who was standing under the steps, immediately stepped aside and bowed his back slightly.
"The power of faith is said to be a shortcut to practice for the gods and demons on the continent of Gods and Demons. With the power of faith, their cultivation speed will be much faster." Mu Qingge walked to the window and looked down slightly at the city. The tense atmosphere, calmly said.
"There are still such things!" Mo Yang said in surprise.
Mu Qingge nodded slowly, "Well, when I heard it for the first time, I was surprised. However, the advantage of this power of faith is that it can accelerate the cultivation of the Protoss. However, there are also disadvantages. Its disadvantage is that once the power of faith If they are destroyed, their cultivation will be hindered, and there will even be some backlash."
Mo Yang's eyes shrank sharply, his lips pressed into a line.
He seemed to understand what Mu Qingge's previous arrangement was for. "Little Sir, does this power of faith also have a role in the temple?"
Mu Qingge turned his eyes back to look at him, and asked, "Why do you think there are so many high-level killers in the temple?"
When the water was weak, she felt that most of the killers in the temple were cultivated by medicine, rather than through normal cultivation.
It was not until later that she wanted to understand that what the temple used was not medicine, but...the power of faith!
"The power of faith!" Mo Yang said these four words in a deep voice while Mu Qingge was watching.
Mu Qingge’s clear eyes glowed, and the corners of his lips raised slightly. He nodded and said: "Yes! It is the power of faith. Since the power of faith can be used by the gods, then the temple is the servant of the gods, how much you know about it. Use, and understand the benefits. I have verified this with Qianxue yesterday. There is indeed a secret in the temple, which is to extract a trace of the power of faith dedicated to the gods for their own use, and those who can enter into it to practice , Have made great contributions to the temple."
Mo Yang was shocked. He didn't expect that the temple had such a secret. "Then Miss Xi..."
Mu Qingge shook his head. "Qianxue hasn't practiced inside. Her physique is different, so she doesn't need to rely on such external force." Mu Qingge seemed to know what Mo Yang was asking, and explained directly.
Mo Yang nodded, and said suddenly: "So, as long as we destroy the power of faith, it will be a devastating blow for the temple and the soldier killers trained by the temple."
"Not bad." Mu Qingge nodded. "The Protoss loses the power of faith and will be backlashed. The people in the temple, no matter their spiritual sense or physical strength, are inferior to the Protoss, and the backlash will only be greater.
Mo Yang pursed his lips and nodded.
Mu Qingge said again: "The power of faith comes from the belief of the people in the temple and the belief in God. It sounds like very powerful. But in fact, it is also very fragile. What we have to do is to let the people treat them. It is enough for faith to generate doubts."
Mo Yang nodded vigorously, bowed back, and walked away.
He understood why Mu Qingge didn't use the most trusted Longfangwei to do this, but chose to join the Fallen Star City, a native of the Middle Ages to do this.
Because the local people are more convincing!
Concentrating on Mo Yang's back, Mu Qingge narrowed his eyes slightly. She murmured: "You slandered me for taking the goddess abducted, and you used Qianxue as an excuse to attack me. Then I had to pay the courtesy once."
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Zhongzhou, Sky City, in the temple.
After receiving the report, the hurried to the place where he collected the power of faith.
There, the temple is the most sacred, the most tightly guarded, and the most forbidden area that no one is allowed to approach.
Of course, he just received a report that the power of faith he guarded carefully was actually destroyed! A trace of variegated color appeared in the original pure power of faith.
This is never allowed!
The power of faith must be pure and flawless to be effective!
The gods rushed into the hall, and their eyes fell directly on the stepped high platform, the column that rushed into the sky. The column is not big, and the of an adult can enclose it. This column is transparent, with light gold glowing inside, reflecting some blue energy. Around the cylinder, there are five shrunken continental modules floating, and those golden powers of faith have turned into tiny spots of light, floating out of the continents and blending into the transparent cylinder.
In the column, the power of faith gathered in one body slowly rises again, and along the column, it seems that it can be transmitted to the four seas...
This is the pure power of faith, but now, among those powers of faith, there is a trace of gray.
The gray is very small, like human hair, but even if it is small, the power of faith is no longer pure!
The god's eyes burst out with anger, he turned to look at the servant on duty, and sternly asked: "What is going on? Why is there variegation in the power of faith?"
The reprimanded servant knelt on his knees in fright, and said in a trembling voice: "Return...return to the god... subordinates... subordinates don't know..." His duty is to guard the power of faith. Where will I know that there will be variegated colors?
"When did these grays appear?" God said with grim eyes.
"Today...this morning..." the servant answered cautiously.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he fell, he felt that his shoulder was hit hard, his whole person was kicked far away, his internal organs were torn apart.
puff!
He vomited a mouthful of blood and fainted directly.
The deity looked at him coldly and snorted, "I found out this morning, and only now report to the deity, it!" As soon as his voice fell, a deity servant came and dragged the unconscious divine servant like a dead dog. Go down.
The deity turned his eyes, looked at the power of faith in the transparent cylinder, frowned lightly, and his eyes were full of dark stings.
He leaned close and whispered, "God, the power of faith has variegated colors. It seems that people have doubts about our temple, and even the God of God in Shenlu."
"The deity knows." The deity gritted his teeth and said bitterly.
How could he not know what these gray variegated colors represent?
The man carefully observed it and saw that the god’s emotions were still calm, and then he said: "Before, the hateful Falling Star City made public what the temple had done before, which has caused all people to question and dissatisfy us. Now, it must be something that has caused the power of faith to be so greatly affected."
The gods looked back abruptly and startled him.
Being stared at by the god's gloomy and hideous eyes, he couldn't help but shrink back and swallowed.
"You dare to say! If you didn't clean up your work, how could you be caught by someone! Now, there are still such a lot of incidents!" The gods cursed.
His confidant was choked by him, and he dared not speak any more.
In the hall, the silence is abnormal.
The deity turned around, looked at the transparent column that collected the power of faith, and felt very depressed.
Seeing him like this, the confidant pretended to be courageous again, and asked carefully: "Is the worried about punishment from above?"
Punishment?
Humph!
The deity snorted coldly in his heart. If these gray impurities are not removed, I am afraid it will not be as simple as punishment! At this moment, what worries him most is that without the support of the power of faith, his magic soldiers...
The first batch of 100,000 troops in the temple is getting closer and closer to Falling Star City.
However, on this day, they suddenly stopped marching. A hundred thousand people, from top to bottom, suddenly felt dizzy and fatigued, chest tightness and uncomfortable, and the whole person became a lot weaker...