"Zeus? Is there such a deity?

Oh, I remembered.

In ancient times, the Lei Gong of the Heavenly Court once led the heavenly soldiers and generals to the west to subdue demons, and guarded there for a period of time, and was worshiped by the local people, praising him as the Zeus God King who controlled the thunder.

Come on, the place where he went was where you we......"

"Huh?"

The answer of the god man made the king of ancient Greece stunned, and his face was full of confusion.

Our Zeus God King is actually the Thunder Gong of Heaven?

Hearing Lei Gong, Yang Qingguo, the Great Elder of Eastern Xia, looked moved, and asked, "Dare to ask Your Majesty the Heavenly Prince, are we the gods of the Heavenly Court okay?"

"I still know a little about the situation in the Heavenly Court, in the Great Tribulation War, many immortals and gods also fell, and they were hit hard, but they were not destroyed, at this time the Heavenly Gate is closed, and the Heavenly Court is recuperating, I believe that it will not be long before it can reappear in the world." The man of God replied.

"It's good if it's still there, it's good if it's still there."

Yang Qingguo looked happy.

"What about the Lingshan Buddha Realm? How is the old man, Buddha?"

Sitting next to Yang Qingguo, Morton, the head of the Zhu Kingdom, asked eagerly.

"Lingshan Buddha Realm, the situation is similar to that of Heavenly Court, the Buddha is cultivating in a closed mountain, the Buddha has immeasurable powers, he has killed more than a dozen exotic ancestral gods in the catastrophe, but he himself has also been seriously injured, and his golden body has been broken, and at this moment, he is busy repairing his golden body."

"Great!"

Morton is over 70 years old this year, has experienced countless ups and downs, and is a very stable person.

But at this moment, he cheered with excitement on his face, and he almost jumped up with joy.

You know, they are in the country of Zhu, but the birthplace of Buddhism, although there are not many people in the country who believe in Buddhism now, the incense of the temple is not even as prosperous as the incense of the temple in Dongxia.

But in any case, their country is the birthplace of Buddhism, and the Buddha and his old man have to shelter them, right?

"What about the god Odin of our country?" The lord of the Northern Austrian country raised his hand and asked.

"Odin?"

The godman groaned, pondered for a moment, and slowly shook his head.

"I've never heard of such a god in Blue Star, it should be made up by you mortals."

"Huh? No, no?"

The North Austrian state advocated a wide mouth, stunned in place, as if struck by lightning.

No god Odin? Is it fictional?

The gods of other people, even if they are not deities, have other identities, but at least they are real.

Their goodness is completely false, a fiction of mortals......

After a question and answer, a few families were happy and a few were sad.

But on the whole, the atmosphere in the temple was much lighter than before.

At this time, a black man jumped out of the crowd and came to the front of the crowd, in the center of the main hall, directly below the man of God.

It was the bald chief of the Black Continent.

I saw him kneel on the ground with a pop, throw himself to the ground, and bow and bow.

Sincerely shouted loudly: "Your Majesty the Gods, the little one has a matter of pleading, I hope His Majesty the Gods can grant it!"

"Speak."

The man of God spoke calmly, his tone was neither sad nor joyful, and there was no trace of emotional fluctuations.

"Your Majesty, our people live a hard life, they have no clothes, they don't have enough food, they don't even live in the house, they are leaky, and they have suffered a lot in their lives.

But after death, there is no peace, there is no place to live, you have to stay in the sun, suffer from the scorching sun, and when the seven days come, your soul will be scattered...... We were so miserable.

Your Majesty, I beg you, little one, and I beg you to show mercy so that our people can come to this netherworld after death!"

The bald chief's face was sad, and he burst into tears, and he couldn't cry.

He spoke in the local language of the Black Continent, and he muttered a lot, but the hall was shrouded in divine words, and everyone could understand what it meant.

The lords of some other small countries, after hearing the words of the bald chief, were a little touched in their hearts, and they couldn't help but feel a little moist in the corners of their eyes when they thought of the people in their own countries who lived in the same poverty.

They looked at the man of God with hope in their eyes.

On the chair of the gods, the god-man fell silent.

As if thinking about it, he didn't answer for a while.

When the heads of small countries below all showed expressions of disappointment and even despair, he finally spoke softly.

"Wait, although I am not the people of Dongxia, the ethnicity is different, the skin color is different, but after all, they are all the Blue Star Race, Ren Er's soul stayed in the Yang world after his death, and the soul was scattered, and I couldn't bear it, this matter, I, yes."

"Really? Thank you, thank you, Your Majesty!"

The bald chief was overjoyed, grabbed the ground with his head, thanked him loudly, and the bald head was purple.

"And us, we also want our people to come to the Netherworld after they die, and we hope that Your Majesty will grant it."

When the heads of other small countries saw this, their eyes immediately became hot, and they all pleaded.

"It's all right!"

The god man nodded slightly, his gaze swept to the others who did not speak, and said: "The underworld in the west, in that great tribulation back then, has been wiped out, and the Netherworld, as the last place for the souls of the Blue Star, can open the door to all the yin souls in the yang world...... Wait, would you like to?"

The rest of the heads of state looked at each other, especially the heads of the West, with some surprise in their eyes.

Our Western underworld is gone?

The queen of the Western Eagle Empire hesitated and asked respectfully, "May I ask Your Majesty, when our people come to the underworld after they die, they may be treated the same as the people of Eastern Xia?" Can you live in that ghost village?"

"All beings are equal, and I treat them equally." The man of God was noncommittal.

"Then I do." The queen nodded.

In this case, it is also a good thing for the people of our own country, and there is nothing that cannot be agreed to.

The heads of the rest of the countries, after weighing it, also agreed one after another.

Only the heads of a few major powers, such as Garup, did not express their position.

They sat there, thinking something in their hearts, without saying a word.

Suddenly, a majestic gaze fell on them.

Their breath was a little suffocated, and it seemed as if a mountain was pressing down on them.

"Wait, don't you want to?"

"We do!" They shouted loudly.

Immediately, the pressure of the mountain disappeared.

They let out a sigh.

The reason why they didn't say anything before was just that they wanted to take a shelf, but they didn't expect it to cause the displeasure of the one above.

The god nodded and said: "Very good, let the Yin Soul come to the underworld after death, you need the City God Temple as a response, and you need to build the City God Temple in the country, and the matter will be prepared by Zheng Weimin and Zheng Chenghuang, and you can cooperate."

"Yes!"

The leaders agreed, why don't they just build a small temple, there's nothing that can't be done.

At this time, the prime minister of Goryeo suddenly jumped out.

He saluted and said, "Your Majesty the gods, my Goryeo Kingdom is not only willing to build a city god temple, but also a temple for your majesty, and organize people to worship in the tenth month, and worship you as the supreme god of my Goryeo."