This is not a random classification, but is divided according to the power of faith that Shudra believers can provide every day.

First of all, pan-believers can provide 1 point of faith power to the gods every day, but this kind of believer can provide five gods at the same time. Although they are the lowest-level believers, they are the most ideal believers in Zhang Sen's heart.

The second is shallow believers. Such believers can provide 2 points of faith power to the gods, but they often have a single object of faith, but occasionally change their own beliefs to obtain the favor of God they want.

Next are the devout believers who can provide the gods with three points of faith every day. The belief objects are single and the belief objects are rarely changed, and they are often very pious.

Then there are the crazy believers who provide 4 points of faith power to the gods every day. It is almost impossible for a fanatical believer to the gods to turn around the object of faith, and have the opportunity to become a follower of the gods after death.

Finally, there are the righteous believers who provide 5 points of faith to the gods every day. They do not believe in the gods fanatically, but they are in line with the gods' concepts. They can be said to be like-minded and have integrated the gods' will into every move, and can even use abilities similar to the gods.

For example, the orthodox believers of Indra often use some abilities similar to the palm thunder. The orthodox believers of the Feng Shen Fayu can control the wind to a small extent.

Generally speaking, the high priest is the orthodox believer, while the crazy believer is responsible for maintaining the dignity of the gods. If someone offends the gods and insults the gods, they will punish them.

Amida is only a devout believer at present, and the fat man in front of Zhang Sen is just a pan-believers.

Zhang Sen discovered a strange phenomenon very early on. Brahmin priests were able to communicate with gods, but their beliefs were not as good as ordinary people.

At present, in the human world, there are many crazy believers who believe in the God of Wisdom, but there is not a single Brahmin. Instead, Kshatriya and Vaishya have the largest number, followed by Shudra and finally Brahmin.

At first, Zhang Sen suspected that the Brahmins were too close to the gods and lost their awe because of the distance, so he did not believe in pious enough.

But later he found that this was not the case, but the Brahmin's mental power became stronger.

If it is the real world, the caste system is undoubtedly absurd. How could it be divided into three or six or six levels for both humans?

But this is the Indian mythical world, and everything is unreasonable and will be rationalized. Human beings are also born from Brahma and are naturally divided into different levels.

Brahmins are born to communicate with gods and are also easier to practice into immortals.

Kshatriya was born stronger and taller than people of other castes, and was extremely brave.

It can be said that this is a world that looks at bloodline.

The strong Brahmin spirit means that their self is stronger and less likely to be influenced by others. It is also more difficult to believe in others completely, even if the object is a god.

Zhang Sen was invited by the fat man to a dirt house, and the servant brought melons and fruits.

"I wonder if the immortal can tell him the name?" the fat man asked respectfully.

Zhang Sen thought for a while and replied, "You can call me Taoist Sanmu."

"Master Sanmu, I don't know what you did when you came to our Abe Kuan tribe this time? If there is something we can do, just give me instructions." The fat man immediately said respectfully.

Some people may think it is nonsense. A person of unknown origin appears in his own village. Not only does he not be alert to the other party, but he also respectfully waits for the other party to order him, and does not resist at all.

But this is the Indian mythical world, and it is a very ancient era.

In this era, the gods appeared and were sometimes hidden. The dragon clan and the Asura clan appeared on the earth. The immortals hid in the wilderness and practiced their magic power. The Runara, who had not yet become Shiva, wandered between the wilderness and the mountains.

The fat priest knew very well that no matter whether Zhang Sen was an immortal or an Asura, he was not an existence that he could resist, so he was so respectful.

His basis is only the clothes on Zhang Sen. Such clothes are not even a king, so how could ordinary people have them?

Zhang Sen picked up a fruit and took a bite, frowned and said, "Call your family here, and then select three people from each clan of Kshatriya, Vaishya, and Shudra, and bring them all over."

"Abide by your will!" The fat man immediately bowed.

After the fat man left, Zhang Sen spit out the fruit in his mouth. The fruit was astringent and crying, and the taste was so unpalatable.

However, this is just a small group, with no more than one hundred people. These fruits are probably the best things the other party can bring out. After all, humans in the human world have just learned to farm from him, and many technologies have not yet been passed on to such marginal areas.

About ten minutes later, the Fat Priest came with a group of people, with a number of about thirty people.

Zhang Sen looked at the fat man unexpectedly, and the fat man smiled and said, "This is my wife Amada, this is my wife Sida, this is my wife Maibola, this is my wife..."

All right.

There are nine wives of fat man alone, and then there are a bunch of children.

Zhang Sen asked them to sit on the open space, then took out their laptops and started playing various singing and dancing performances.

Suddenly, Fatty and others were attracted by the pictures on the computer, and they all looked at each other with their eyes wide open, and some even sweated more and more.

Suddenly, a dark-skinned man knelt on the ground and shivered, saying, "Immortal, please don't lock me in it, please forgive me!"

Then the others knelt on the ground one after another, and the fat man even shouted that he knew nothing about these things at all, so please spare his family.

Zhang Sen looked at these people speechlessly. He just wanted them to watch the singing and dancing performance and choose the one they like the most.

Who knew that these people were thinking wrongly, thinking that laptops were like cages that could lock people in them, and misunderstood that Zhang Sen was going to detain them.

"All up!" Zhang Sen took a deep breath and continued.

The fat priest looked up slightly, looked at Zhang Sen with tears in his eyes, and said, "Master Sanmu, my whole family is a devout believer of the God of Wisdom. Please forgive us for the great God of Wisdom."

"If you don't get up again, don't blame me for not forgiveing ​​you!" Zhang Sen said coldly, with blue veins on his forehead slightly protruding.

He really wanted to complain about this fat man. He was so shameless. He was obviously just a general believer, but he even said that he was a devout believer of the God of Wisdom. Can he be more thick-skinned?

In fact, the most pious among these people is the tall and handsome man who is more handsome than him. At least after the other party crawled on the ground, he directly increased his faith by 3 points. That is the true pious believer.

"I just hope you can help me evaluate the performances of these people. Who do you prefer to watch more will not do anything bad to you." Zhang Sen said seriously after these people began to fall one by one.

The fat priest breathed a sigh of relief. He was not afraid that Zhang Sen would deceive him. After all, Zhang Sen was obviously much stronger than them. If he really wanted to do anything to them, they would not have the ability to resist.

Next, we can finally start.

These people looked at the performances on the computer screen, and each face was expressionless. They couldn't understand what these people were doing. A group of monsters jumped, jumped, and shouted strangely.

However, the fat man was interested in watching it, especially when watching female celebrities, saliva was about to flow out.

After the playback, Zhang Sen looked at everyone and said, "Tell me what they think."

"Great Immortal, these people are dancing so beautifully, especially those white thighs, I am so confused." The fat priest said very frankly.

Zhang Sen glanced at the fat man, and then looked at the fat man's wives. He believed that the fat man was telling the truth. After all, the fat man's wives all had big waists and thick legs. At first glance, they were very fertile, and they were completely different from the charming bitches on the computer.

"Sanmu Daxian, please show us what these are? I think those people are jumping and jumping, which is so strange." said the handsome big man.

Zhang Sen looked at the fat priest, and the fat priest immediately introduced: "He is Lililuo, the only Kshatriya here."

"Lililuo, they are very strange?" Zhang Sen asked at Lililuo.

Lililuo nodded and said, "It's very strange, and I feel that their strength is very weak, their breath is very messy, and their mouths are very strange."

At this time, there was no concept of dancing or songs, so in his eyes, these people were like weird people, jumping, dancing and yelling in a mess.

Zhang Sen realized this and knew that he had to first let the humans in the world understand dance and song through the priests, otherwise they would not be able to enjoy the performance.

"Great immortals, I think they speak very well, just like birds in the morning." A little girl said naively.

Zhang Sen looked at the little girl and nodded, "This is called singing."

"Sing? What is the song?" the fat priest asked curiously. He found that Zhang Sen's temper was not as irritable as other immortals, and asked boldly.

Zhang Sen thought for a while and replied: "This is a special way of chanting, even the gods will love it."

"The gods all like it, no wonder they sound so nice!" The fat man said immediately.

Zhang Sen looked at everyone and asked, "What do you think? Don't lie. You must tell the truth. If anyone tries to hide his thoughts, I will punish him severely!"

Next, everyone expressed their thoughts, but most of them said they could not appreciate this performance, but instead found it very noisy.

Aesthetics cannot be cultivated in one or two days. Zhang Sen knows that he overestimates the human ability to accept art in the Indian mythical world.

In the past, when he read online novels, the protagonists traveled to another world. Even if they had no cultural soil, they could easily impress the natives of another world with the culture on the earth. Now it was his own turn that he realized this pure nonsense.

Different cultures and different concepts are actually like a barrier.
Chapter completed!