Dragged to his feet, the fisherman was still in a panic. And at this time, a wisp of extremely pure energy flowed from the fisherman's body into the black hexagonal token, which looked inexplicably strange.

It is recorded in the Pure Ming Sect collection that once a sect has one more believer, the Sect Master Token will store an additional copy of the power of faith. Once the power of faith is accumulated to a certain extent, it can produce unpredictable power.

Seeing the miraculous scene, the fisherman said respectfully: "You are indeed the master of the Pure Ming Sect, and you can receive the power of our believers' faith. ”

"I would like to thank you for your willingness to believe in the Pure Enlightenment. Qin Hao nodded and said with a smile......

At this time, more than 500 people gathered on the city wall. The walls are ten zhang high, and they are covered with thistles and vines of various poisonous plants, which can effectively prevent foreign invasions.

Qin Hao jumped and stood at the top of the city wall amid the exclamations of everyone, overlooking the scene outside the city. However, when he saw the situation under the city, he couldn't help but gasp!

I saw that in the desolate soil under the city, thousands of people stood densely. Most of these people are middle-aged men, but there are also a small number of children and middle-aged and elderly people with gray hair. Because of long-term malnutrition, most of these people are rickety, with yellow faces and thin muscles.

Unlike these ragged, dirt-covered crowds, there was a sturdy man standing first. He was dressed in animal skins, carrying a mace in his hand, and he looked majestic and rugged.

From the breath, Qin Hao could sense that this person was the second layer of the Wheel Sea, and his combat power was stronger than that of everyone present.

The more than 400 people on the city wall, both in terms of clothing and complexion, are much stronger. However, if it is a real battle, it is difficult to win with two fists and four hands.

Because of this, standing at the front of the city wall, the gray-haired old man had a sad face, and his tightly knit brow became two pimples. His cultivation has three layers of the Wheel Sea, and he is the strongest of them all. It's a pity that because of his old age, his combat power will be greatly reduced.

The fisherman took a few steps forward, walked in front of everyone, and said with joy dancing on his eyebrows: "Everyone is saved! This Lord Qin Hao is the leader of the Pure Ming Sect, and he will follow God's will to save our village!"

The old man exclaimed, "What, Pure Enlightenment Sect Master!"

"Is this person really the Pure Sight Sect Master?"

"No, so young......"

"Do you remember the temple change a few days ago, I see that figure is this young man!" An old woman looked at Qin Hao with awe-inspiring eyes, and said in a trembling voice.

"Could it be that he really ...... It is really the seventy-second leader of the Pure God Cult...... Qin Hao!"

A big man carrying a ghost scissor more than one person tall stepped forward and asked boldly, "Are you Qin Hao?"

"That's right, the children of the Qin family in Luoyang City...... Qin Hao is me. Smiling slightly, Qin Hao asked suspiciously, "You have never heard of my name, why can you call it?

Everyone looked at each other, and for a while they were silent like cicadas. In the end, the old man at the head coughed dryly and gave the strong man next to him a look. Immediately, the two of them knelt down on their knees and said respectfully, "Meet the Sect Master!"

Next, more than 400 people knelt down in unison: "Meet the Sect Master!"

At this time, everyone's chests lit up with a glowing spot. These points of light merged into the token on Qin Hao's waist. The token folds shone, and the induction between it and Qin Hao became closer and closer.

When the energy was condensed to a certain extent, Qin Hao's mind suddenly had an obscure seal method out of thin air. The name of the seal is called the Pure Spirit Seal, which can plant spiritual seeds for every believer, so that believers can share the pure power of faith and enhance their physique.

With such a legal decision, Qin Hao naturally would not be stingy. His hands quickly sealed, and countless seals flew in the air, falling into everyone's eyebrows.

This process lasted about a breath of time, and everyone was blessed with the spirit seal, and the power of faith stored in the token became more refined.

On the back of everyone's hand, there is a small golden spiritual character. They felt the warm energy transmitted from the back of their hands to their whole bodies, and immediately knelt down and bowed again: "Thank you for the blessing of the sect master." ”

The blessing of the previous sect leader occurred three hundred years ago, when the previous sect leader had not fallen. At that time, the atmosphere in the southern region was peaceful, and the degree of richness was comparable to that of the mainland.

After the land fell apart, everyone lost their faith, the spiritual seal that had been planted disappeared, and they could not be blessed. After receiving the blessing, these people's trust in Qin Hao was even more unwavering.

After bowing, the old man respectfully stepped forward and replied, "Tell the master." One night seven days ago, all the Pure Ming Temples in the Southern Regions erupted with brilliant golden light, and the golden statue of the next Sect Leader appeared in the void, as well as the big words "The Seventy-second Sect Master of the Pure Ming God Sect - Qin Hao". The vision lasted for about a stick of incense, so the name of the Sect Master is now spread throughout the Southern Regions. ”

Qin Hao frowned and pondered for a long time, then said calmly: "Don't worry, everyone, I will solve today's matter fairly." ”

After waiting for a long time, the strong man on the second floor of the Wheel Sea below finally couldn't hold his breath and shouted loudly: "All the lords on the wall, we are refugees from exile from the town next door. We don't steal or rob, we just want to go into the city to beg for a living, and we don't want to die of hunger if we eat food, and we don't want to be full. ”

Before Qin Hao could reply, the old man with white hair shouted angrily: "You thieves, don't want to take a little food from our Mudu Town. ”

Hearing him say this, Qin Hao's immature little face flashed with displeasure. He moved his lips to say something, but was cut off by the man below.

"If you don't give us a way to live, we can only fight with our lives and give it a go!" the strong man's face changed, but there was some threat in his pleading tone.

The crowd under the city walls was bustling, holding all kinds of broken weapons in their hands, and shouting:

"with this group of turtles!"

"Beat his gates and grab food!"

The shouts of more than 1,000 people made the old man's face change slightly. He couldn't help but restrain his tone and said, "Two bags of millet, you guys get out!"

"Two bags of millet are not enough for us people to stuff our teeth!"

"Go into the city and kill this old thing!"

In the noise, the strong man said with a somewhat ugly face: "Two bags of grain." Uncle, you call Hanako. Even if I agree, the folks behind me don't agree either!"