You guys...... Look, there are flowers and plants growing on the ground!" Jiang Han was still stunned, but he inadvertently found that there were tender shoots constantly emerging from the soil under his feet.

Grass and flowers emerge from any place where there is soil and grow rapidly. Soon, it was covered in greenery and color, and it was full of life.

The believers were all stunned and stunned, because although it was already heaven at this time, it was not easy for plants and trees to grow in places like Tibet, and this was a high-altitude mountain, and there were no ordinary plants and trees.

At this time, all the flowers and plants in this temple have grown, isn't it a miracle?

An old man's face turned red with excitement and shouted, "This is the superior realm in Buddhism, and a thought of flowers blooming! Only a true god can make this place full of vitality in a single thought! This young man is not an ordinary person, he is a god!"

"Hiss" Many people gasped.

They naturally don't want to believe that these are all done by a young man, but everything in front of them is real.

Meng Chuan put his hands behind his back and took another step, and a blood-colored Buddha lotus suddenly appeared under his feet.

One more step, another blood lotus bloomed.

In this way, Meng Chuan walked seven steps in a row, and a bridge made of lotus flowers was formed, carrying Meng Chuan to the top of everyone's heads.

Although Meng Chuan was not shrouded in golden light like Master Aragon just now, he had the divine appearance of golden light protecting his body. But at this time, Meng Chuan stepped on the blood-colored lotus, and just one thought made this place full of meaning, this kind of mana is indeed far above the Aragorn master.

"If I were a mortal, you would still be able to suppress me with the power of the gods. ”

"But now, which of us is more like God?!"

Meng Chuan stood tall and looked at the Aragonese Master on the ground.

At this time, Guru Aragorn was already full of horror, and he realized that this young man was by no means simple, he was definitely a powerful person!

Meng Chuan and Aragorn Master are one high and one low, one is immortal and the other is embarrassed, who is a god and who is a mortal, it seems to be clear at a glance.

If Meng Chuan is a mortal, all the letters

The disciples naturally believed in Guru Aragorn, but at this time, Meng Chuan came in the form of a god, how could those believers dare to doubt Meng Chuan again?

"True God, Lord True God has come to the world, please accept our worship!" all the believers turned their positions and bowed to Meng Chuan in the center of the courtyard.

Meng Chuan was surrounded by blood and energy, looked condescendingly at those believers who bowed down to him, and asked coldly: "Now that you all regard me as a true god, then I have to ask, do you believe what I said before?"

"You are the true God, and we will believe your word!" said one believer.

"That's good!" Meng Chuan nodded and said, "This holy water is a poison made from Tibetan hemp, you don't have to come to ask for holy water in the future, unless you really want to delay your illness and eventually die." ”

At this time, a believer said with a face full of despair, "But Lord God, our diseases are not cured by ordinary doctors, and even the holy water is fake at this time, so what should we do with our diseases?"

"Although the holy water is fake, it can also help us relieve our pain. If we don't drink holy water, won't we die in agony?"

Another person said, "Yes, Lord God, you said that there was a burial hemp in the holy water, and when I think about it, I will feel completely uncomfortable when there is no holy water." This stuff is addictive, and it's not like if you don't drink it, we can control our own bodies!"

"If there is no holy water, we will only be more uncomfortable, it is simply worse than death!"

Meng Chuan was not surprised by everyone's worries, Meng Chuan's situation of these believers was clear, since he wanted them to cut off the holy water, Meng Chuan had naturally thought of countermeasures.

"There are only incurable diseases, not incurable diseases. When I have time, I will diagnose your illness one by one and ensure that the medicine is cured. ”

"As for the dependence on Tibetan hemp, I will give you a prescription now, and you can take it on time when you go back, which can suppress the demand for holy water. Between three months and six months, the dependence on Tibetan hemp will gradually disappear. ”

"The people who were present who had pen and paper, presented it. ”

A few people brought paper and pens, and immediately stepped forward respectfully and placed them in the open space at Meng Chuan's feet.

Meng Chuan writes in the air with a pen and writes in the air

After a few prescriptions, and with a wave of his hand, the medicines flew into everyone's hands.

This kind of means made all believers cry out for magic, convinced that Meng Chuan was the true god who came into the world.

"This is the cure for overcoming the addiction to Tibetan narcotics, you go back and grab the medicine yourself. As for how many days your illness still has to come, when I am busy with the things at hand, I will set up a separate consultation meeting to help you solve them one by one. ”

"Thank you, Lord God!" all the believers took the unilateral side and knelt down to thank him.

"Get up, I'm not like the temple, I don't need your faith. Meng Chuan gently raised his hand and helped everyone up from the ground, "Now everyone leaves, and spread the word about this matter, so that no one else will be deceived by the temple." If there is an incurable disease, I will help him at the consultation meeting in a few days. ”

These believers were naturally convinced of Meng Chuan, and when they heard that Meng Chuan was going to treat them in a few days, they burst into tears of excitement before leaving.

Although the Tibetan monks of the temple were dissatisfied, but at this time, Meng Chuan was in a high position, stepping on the lotus, and such miracles made them dare not have any complaints, for fear that Meng Chuan was indeed a true god.

"You...... You're cutting off people's money!" Seeing that all the believers were gone, Master Aragorn finally revealed his true colors, and said angrily at Meng Chuan with a distorted face.

"What is the way to cut off people's wealth?" Meng Chuan's body fell, and those previous visions disappeared one after another, and the flowers and plants nourished by his blood and qi also quickly withered.

"Gentleman's wealth, take it in a good way, what is the difference between your temple's behavior and those drug dealers? If you don't destroy your temple, it's already considered my mercy, but you still have the face to accuse me?!"

Master Aragorn gritted his teeth and pointed at Meng Chuan and scolded: "You still dare to quibble, if you offend our temple, you will definitely not end well! Do you know that I am the Guru, and the Living Buddha of Bardam is one of the thirty-six disciples......

Meng Chuan smiled disdainfully, and slapped Master Aragorn in the face.

"Smack!" Aragorn was twitched, half of his face was red and swollen.

"Don't say you're a guru, even if Bardan is here, I'll do it!"

"If you do this kind of unconscionable thing in the future, your temple won't need to exist!"