The winter day is always short.

After the Bailian army failed to attack the city, it withdrew its troops and returned to the camp, and its morale fell sharply and tightened its camp.

One of them has increased and the other has decreased, and the morale of the defenders in the city has been greatly boosted. Under the auspices of Dou Laoliu, they began to worship the Qingniu Daxian again.

The strange victory during the day made them think of the Qingniu Immortal at the first time.

Not only the three hundred soldiers were worshipped, but also the young and strong people in the city, and finally the ordinary people in the city joined in.

In times of troubled times, a belief that can make people feel safe is extremely precious.

The place is very simple, and an abandoned City God Temple in the city was dug up.

Qin He, the first disciple of the Qingniu Daxian, carved a 3D three-dimensional statue of the Qingniu Daxian using the captured white lotus army's bumping city wood, and then placed it on the lobby, and changed the plaque at the door.

The new god is in place!

Good guy, that statue of god is lifelike.

The green bull is majestic and handsome, and the face of the green bull immortal is covered by a mask, which is extremely mysterious. The eyes behind the mask are as dark as the abyss, as if they can penetrate everything in the world, with a shocking power.

Not to mention anything else, this looks alone is enough.

The merits of making money will be even more afterwards.

This is the authentic Qingniu Xianren Temple. If you don’t close the stalls, you will stand here from now on. I want to come here at any time.

Faith is that simple, not because of how magnificent the temple is, but because of whether you believe it or not, whether it is effective.

What else is more convincing than seizing enemy siege trees to carve statues?

The worship is from afternoon to late at night, and all the people who should be worshipped can be worshipped will be considered calm.

"Dear brother~ you have tea."

In Wei Wu's camp, Wei Yuanji brought a cup of tea and smiled at Wei Wu with a "hehe".

"You are going to worship that false god again?"

Wei Wu looked at the layers of kowtow wounds on Wei Yuanji's forehead and gritted his teeth.

"Brother, you can't blaspheme the great immortal like this."

Wei Yuanji waved his hand quickly and said, "You have also seen how generous Qingniu Daxian passed on the Dharma. Even if we repay the favor, we have to worship him in terms of emotion and reason, right?"

"You have many reasons." Wei Wu glared.

"Brother, I really don't understand. Why can't you get along with Qingniu Daxian? You have also seen the things that happened in a few days. What happened to Dou Laoliu in Changwen is so fierce. What you can't get along with? Don't get along with your own strength."

"Besides, the Qingniu Daxianling is so successful that she may have left Liucheng. When Daxian'er leaves, she will pass through this village and no store."

"You have to bow three times and kowtow nine times when you become a disciple, it's not shy~"

Wei Yuanji was very thoughtful and watched Wei Wu "degenerate" day by day. He was the emperor and the eunuchs were anxious.

"It's so cold, so cold. I can't stand you in the way you're servile for your strength. Trading, this is a transaction! A man has gold under his knees, kneeling down on the sky, the master kneels on his parents, and the false gods are not listed here." Wei Wu slapped the table, with a strong heart.

"Okay... Stop talking, my dear brother, I can't afford to offend you." Wei Yuanji retreated directly when he heard this. What a guy, if the Qingniu Daxian heard this, you don't want to preach the Dharma, I want it.

If I can't do it, I'll cover you.

After saying that, Wei Yuanji took off his armor and went to bed with his clothes.

Just now, I kowtowed too hard and felt a little dizzy, as if I had a concussion.

The tent became quiet, and only the candlelight was swaying.

Wei Wu rubbed his fingers, his face sometimes bright and sometimes dark, and he looked up from time to time to glance at Wei Yuanji.

After a while, when Wei Yuanji started to snore, he slowly grabbed a small cloth bag next to him that had been prepared and left the camp quietly.

...

Burning room.

The little yellow cow and the big turtle both fell into a deep sleep.

The little yellow cattle had swallowed a "strong beast pill" refined by Qin He before, and then ate another one. Like the transformed turtle, he fell asleep.

Qin He was awake, with a magical notebook in his hand, ready to work.

The new Qingniu Daxian Temple was established, and the prayer pen wrote down various prayers of believers on the magical small notebook.

"A sincere heart is spiritual" is not an empty word, because the heart is not sincere, and the prayer pen will not be recorded, so Qin He will not know it.

The Qinhe Dharma transmission was based on the records of the prayer pen in the magical small notebook.

Therefore, sincerity is very important.

Open the small notebook and read.

The first two are still the sixth housed at room temperature.

These two leading guys are privileged, and they are always incense.

However, given their sincere hearts and great contributions to building temples outside, they endured it, not only endured it, but also had to give it a great reward.

There is no way, the Qingniu Daxian is so broad-minded and can hold a boat in such a prime minister.

Each person has a marrow-cleaning pill, and strive to pile up these two goods into powerful external people before arriving at the city of Jinan, and fight the White Lotus leader to save himself from doing it.

The great immortal looked down on all living beings, detached from the world, and got rid of his own posture.

Then flip down.

Qinhe checked one by one.

Zhu Dachang was very sincere and gave a reward.

Du Ziteng is very sincere and gives rewards.

Shi Jianren is also very sincere, so he gives.

Gu Sihai was also very sincere, but this bastard hit him and refused to give him a shot.

Li Tie, give it.

Wang Tiebang, he hit him during the day and did not apologize and refused to give him any advice.

Brother Xu Changshou, give it to.

Wei Yuanji was as sincere as ever, and was embarrassed not to give it to him.

Tao Da Gun…

Shi Zhenxiang…

Wei Wu…

“Eh?”

Seeing the last name, Qin He sat up directly from the bedding.

Wei Wu actually demolished the household who refused to worship the immortal?

Qin He was surprised and felt even more accomplished.

The sun is coming out from the west, and the damn charm of the Green Bull Fairy is indeed no one to resist.

This is the first time that the Nail House worshipped, and even expressed sincerity. Although the generals are only enough to record the prayer pen, that is also sincerity.

Tsk, you have to give a reward.

"What should I give me?" Qin He thought hard.
Chapter completed!