On the altar of gods.

Bailian boy opened his mouth and stared blankly at the people shouting in the audience, completely unable to understand the reason.

"Master Warden...what on earth is going on?"

"Is this also your arrangement?"

Bailian boy asked with full of doubts.

Zi Shou glanced at him, did not answer him, and said to himself:

"It is worthy of being the first religious religion in Middle-earth that has lasted for thousands of years..."

"I only appeared once and gained so many followers."

Zi Shou looked at the people in Shenwumen Square who were shouting for the White Lotus to save the world, and suddenly fell into deep thought.

His eyes looked towards the west.

Seeing that his son was ignoring him, White Lotus Boy turned around and continued to use the power of incense and fire to control the deity seeking the title.

soon.

The number of gods controlled by Bai Lian has reached 800.

At this time, he finally stopped and raised his head to look at Zi Shou.

In his eyes, he was sometimes confused, sometimes excited, sometimes dead, sometimes savage...

The muscles on Bai Lian's face continued to twist, and her body also changed its shape strangely. His intermittent voice came out:

"Master Warden..."

"I have accepted too many souls, and I can no longer hold on."

Zi Shou nodded and said:

"General Yuan, that's it for today."

After Zi Shou finished speaking, Yuan Hong said yes, stopped a pig spirit who was about to take the stage, and said:

"That's it for today's consecration of gods. Let's line up again tomorrow at Mao hour."

In front of Yuan Hong, there were already impatient gods who were waiting. When they heard that today's consecration of gods was over, one of the gods complained in a low voice.

Then.

A pair of stern eyes looked over coldly.

next moment.

An iron rod fell from the sky, pierced the space, and smashed him into a pulp.

Yuan Hong glanced at them and said:

"If you want to beg for food in the human world, you must follow the rules of the human world!"

"Don't tell me that you and other grass-headed gods are like this. Even I want to obey only the king."

"We're done today. We'll continue to come here tomorrow to ask for a seal."

Yuan Hong finished speaking and was about to turn around to leave when he suddenly paused and found that none of the gods present had left.

Just listen to an old man turned into a dead wood spirit and say:

"General, let's wait here and not go back. Is this in compliance with the rules?"

Yuan Hong paused and said: "In line with the rules."

Say it.

He turned and left, leaving behind a line of gods who had been lining up here all night.

…

at this time.

In the Shenwu Sect, Ji Chang has been like a piece of wood since the time when the gods appeared.

The shock in his eyes never disappeared, wave after wave.

this moment.

He suddenly had a strong feeling.

This is the king of a country!

This is the king of men!

He boasted that he managed the streets and roads in Xiqi, where chickens and dogs heard each other, the old were taken care of, and the young were supported. He could be called a wise master.

Now when I look at it, the deeds I am proud of in my daily life are all trivial things.

When he still foolishly regarded the well-being of his people as showing off his achievements.

Emperor Xin has begun to consecrate gods.

This is not an empty decree, this is a true apotheosis.

An imperial edict ordered the gods from all over the world to gather together and sing.

Shouldn't this be the ability of the gods in heaven?

When will we be able to do it for the human race?

When Ji Chang watched Yuan Hong lining up the gods, he was stunned.

gods.

Thousands of gods, led by a white ape, lined up in the air and spread for hundreds of miles.

Even if he were beaten to death, he would not be able to imagine such a scene.

"Is this the imperial capital on earth, Chaoge?"

"When gods come here, they must also follow the rules of the human world."

Ji Chang looked at the torn I Ching in his hand, and for the first time in his life, he had doubts about the destiny he had deduced countless times.

Di Xin can even tame gods.

Can the gods in the sky really subdue him?

Ji Chang held the Book of Changes tightly, sighed, and suddenly paused...

Not far from him, there was a middle-aged man with unshaven beard, also holding a copy of the Book of Changes in his hand.

It's not just him.

Ji Chang took a closer look and found that half of the people around him had a copy of the Book of Changes in their hands.

Ji Chang:......

He shook his head helplessly, looked at Di Xin on the Conferring God Stage, and said to himself:

These acquired hexagram numbers would not be so easy to master if I hadn't studied them for a long time.

Your Majesty printed 10,000 copies of this book and spread it to the human world. This is causing the sacred book to become dusty!

Ji Chang didn't know why, but he felt a deep sense of pity in his heart, as if this book was written by him.

…

Fire Cloud Cave.

Fuxi kept staring at the tortoise shell on the ground.

At this time, the innate tortoise shell was still jumping and could not fall to the ground to stop.

time flies.

I don’t know how many hours have passed.

He murmured:

"The number of days is still changing, and there is no fixed number yet."

"I have never seen such a strange thing since I was born."

Xuanyuan slowly opened his eyes, also looked at the tortoise shell on the ground, and said:

"I feel a demonic energy from these turtle shells. Maybe they have become spirits through cultivation."

"After I kill him with the Xuanyuan Sword, see if he can still jump."

Fuxi: "..."

"My dear brother, this innate tortoise shell of mine is my natal magic weapon. It is bound to my divine soul. How can I cultivate it to become a spirit?"

Xuanyuan suddenly said: "Brother, when you realized the Innate Bagua, didn't you use eight tortoise shells? Why did I only see you take out four?"

After Xuanyuan finished speaking, Fuxi was silent and a murderous intention flashed in his eyes.

After a moment, he said coldly:
To be continued...