As he was talking, the door opened, and the sound of wind and rain, mixed with cold wind and cold rain, suddenly broke the quiet atmosphere in the hall.

A young man, wearing a cheap down jacket and jeans in their eyes, has a mysterious temperament that people will never forget at first sight.

In the back, Louis, who was holding an umbrella, put away his umbrella at the door and put it on the hanger at the door.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Your Highness has returned, please stand and salute!"

Without waiting for Lin Zhengyang to speak first, Louis took half a step back, put his right hand on his left chest, knelt on one knee, and shouted:

"Greetings to my lord!"

Everyone present looked at each other.

Although Louis was confirmed to have mastered the true arts, it was too much to point to a young man and say that he was a god.

Don't expect the age of the information explosion to have many truly devout believers.

The more I know, the less sacred I feel.

The more ignorant the age, the more the soil of faith exists.

They are all figures with heads and faces, and they are not without the experience of extraordinary powers, and the degree of devotion to the so-called gods in their hearts is quite limited.

In fact, most of their attention is similar to that of Lü Buwei, and they are strange goods!

If you really have to think about it, investing in a demigod who is expected to become immortal is even higher than investing in Qin Yiren, the future monarch.

As the first batch of team members, they will be saints in the future, just like a dozen disciples in the Bible, whose names will remain in history, and all kinds of hidden benefits are countless.

The premise is ······· This really has to be a highness.

They won't believe it if they don't see it.

Of course, they weren't stupid to let them openly contradict a presumably demigod.

So, soon, a guy with the blame appeared, he was drunk, his nose was red, and he asked in English, which was not very fluent:

"We need proof!"

Louis was furious on the spot, his faith was much more pious than these businessmen, and he was about to spray back, but Lin Zhengyang single-handedly stopped him.

With a smile, Lin Zhengyang looked around the room, and in the eyes of these people, he saw joy, greed, and fear·········· But there is no faith.

He knew that these people were still typical businessmen, who regarded faith as a transaction, and planned to use the wealth and power of the world to help themselves become gods, and to obtain the promise of eternal life through this merit········· The two thousand years of deception of the Supreme God Sect actually made them believe that it was true.

"Since you want to prove it, I'll prove it to you."

The flawless Yang God emitted the blazing light of the sun panel, which was transmitted little by little from his body, and then the light was overwhelming, enveloping the land.

As far as the eye could see, it was all divine white light.

The wind and rain outside had subsided.

All were shrouded in a sea of light.

A wave of warmth and happiness poured into their hearts.

The mind, which has been hidden by the world for a long time, feels the tranquility for the first time in a long time.

For a time, they were moved by this holy light, understood the greatness and mercy of God, and deeply felt the abomination of their own faces in the past, and tears came from them, and many of them fell to their knees on the spot, ashamed and repentant.

The center of the sea of light is like the sun, and it looks dazzling when you look at it for a while, but the light from elsewhere appears soft.

There was a crackling sound in the hall, and then it clanged to the ground.

Most of them are statues, bracelets, or amulets of various sects.

Among them was a necklace of broken wolf teeth, in which the wolf-shaped spirit appeared only for a moment, and then whimpered and turned into black smoke.

This sea of light, like a mist and a dream, lasted for a moment, and then slowly faded away.

"This, flowers, flowers are blooming!"

A little girl, pointing to a potted plant in the corner of the hall, which was originally just a decorative flower, bloomed at the moment, and in front of everyone's eyes, the petals bloomed, and the sound of "poof" was faintly heard.

Dozens of different pots of flowers, whether they were originally budding or have withered, but at this moment at the same time to restore the most delicate time, the flower bones bloom petals, which is indeed amazing.

I haven't seen the beauty of the epiphany in full bloom with my own eyes, and it is not enough to describe the beauty of the moment.

This is the yang energy of the flower, which naturally grows, and there is another magical name called "the moment the flower blooms", which is to describe this kind of vision.

Cultivating into a yang god, most of them have this kind of supernatural power.

This is the authority of God, the sun, nature, light and warmth, and mercy········· There are no less than six areas that I have felt. ”

An old woman wiped tears from her eyes and whispered.

An old man beside her also wiped his tears and replied:

"This is a merciful Highness, and I feel the truth········ My illness seems to be cured? ”

At this time, there were constant exclamations.

Some of them are also elderly, and they have more or less accumulated minor problems, but they are all gone at this time.

At this moment, they no longer had any doubts, and they all knelt on the ground, bowed their heads, and offered their faith for the first time.

Lin Zhengyang suddenly felt dozens of spirits, faintly associated with himself, but the time was too short, or the belief was too shallow, and he could only roughly feel their emotions, but he couldn't carefully judge their every thought.

At all times, there are some scattered and weak spiritual powers, which are transmitted to Lin Zhengyang along this invisible connection.

Among them, there are joys, sorrows, and sorrows, fragments of memory, and all kinds of secret thoughts·········· Unfortunately, this connection is very weak and unstable, and the spiritual power transmitted is intermittent and full of impurities.

"Is this the mystery of Shinto?"

Lin Zhengyang silently experienced the feeling at this time.

Originally, only Luis didn't feel that after all, Luis's heart was unilaterally open to him unconditionally, but this time he "inspired" these dozens of people and established the most superficial faith connection, and he really felt the mystery of Shinto for the first time.

He had a feeling that he could, if he wanted to, project his little power along this connection at any time.

The more closely connected it is, the more convenient, labor-saving, and efficient it is to bestow power.

Among them, the most firm belief is naturally Louis.

His connection was like a thick thread of yarn, tough and stable, and everyone else was as thin as a spider's web.

In Louis's spirit, he was firmly loyal to his faith.

As a result, the entire soul gradually condensed, and although he did not practice any method, he condensed the Yin God.

Louis's belief in Lin Zhengyang is firm and unchangeable, almost fanatical.

Every moment, part of the spiritual power he exudes externally is intercepted and passed on to Lin Zhengyang, it seems that because of his piety, the power of this belief has very few impurities, Lin Zhengyang's Yang God is not picky, and swallows it in one bite after a little refining, and then Lin Zhengyang's Yang God will feedback a little weak but extremely high divine power and return it to him.

Louis's Yin God relied on these trickling feedbacks to pile up alive.

Take a closer look, not only the spirit, but Louis's body is full of flowing holy power, this kind of holy power that is the same origin as Lin Zhengyang, impregnating every cell of him.

Subconsciously, Lin Zhengyang divided one or two of the talisman seeds in the Yang God to form a model, and gave it to him along with this connection.

"It's, magic!"

Louis felt a grand will connect with him, and left behind a model of magic.

He used his consciousness to contact the model, and then he got the information in it, and knew that it was a model called "Holy Light Technique", and he only needed to use the Holy Light Technique with the Holy Power Urge.

At that moment, Louis calmed down and poured into it the holy power from the daily practice of communicating with the gods, and then, a palm-sized milky white ball of light appeared on his fingertips along with his mind.

"Divine Magic!"

Feeling that holy power, there was nothing that the people present did not understand, this was the first time that Louis was given a new divine technique.

Still, they weren't surprised.

Louis was an ascetic in their eyes, insisting on meditation instead of sleep every day, going without food and water for three days every month, closing himself in a small dark room and praying, much more pious than the archbishop of the Supreme God Cult, with a strong body of holy power, almost to the verge of sanctifying the soul of happiness, and now being given divine magic, it is a matter of course.

The clergy also need to practice.

What they practice is faith, polish their faith through various methods, strengthen their own piety, comprehend God's doctrine, get close to God's will, and finally practice God's way, so that they can gradually transform into the Holy Spirit, and the highest achievement is the canonization of the world, at that time, they will be with God and enjoy immortality!

"Today I have appointed you my first bishop to preach my will for me."

Louis reverently knelt down, kissed Lin Zhengyang's shoes, and asked:

"Dare to ask my lord, what is the name of God?"

Lin Zhengyang paused, and a series of memories of his past and present lives instantly revealed in his heart, and for some reason, he felt an indescribable melancholy.

Immediately, he replied lightly:

"I am the god of men, and a god of aliens, who holds the light and responds equally to any believer, and if I want to be called in the name of the Lord of nature and balance··········

"Dare to ask my lord, what is the holy emblem?"

Lin Zhengyang's holy light forms a jade ruyi image in the air, with auspicious cloud patterns on it, and the three words Fu Shoulu, as well as mountains, rivers, plants and trees··········

"My lord, what is the name of the church?"

"For the time being, let's call it Anshihui."

"My Lord ···········"

Louis continued to ask 300 questions in a row, involving the methods of the church, the relationship between man and God, the priesthood of God, the way of God, various precepts, etc., Lin Zhengyang replied one by one, and put aside the controversy for the time being.

In the end, these 300 questions and answers were recorded by the people present, many of them mediated in the shopping mall business tycoons, afterwards by virtue of memory, this scene was recorded in the form of questions and answers, summarized by God's permission, compiled into the "Natural Divine Codex", passed on to future generations, this one is also known as the "Day of God's Presence", this canon has also become the original canon of all the canons in later generations, because of its special significance has become an immortal artifact.