"Of course not!" The Water Witch asked himself why he would give everything for the temple if he didn't believe in it! Absolutely not, even if it is for self-preservation, on the premise of not sacrificing one's own interests.

Jin Wu nodded, and looked at the Holy Son in front of him after speaking.

At this time, there were already people leaving the scene, and most of the people who left were the big witches and owners of Dazhai. They are all the ruling class, naturally they don't believe in any gods, in their eyes they are gods, for the use of witchcraft to deceive the people, deify themselves, this is to better rule the people, the reason why they pretend to believe in the temple, is to use the power of the goddess to keep their own side safe, after all, the three witches were killed by the other party. They don't care whether the gods are real or if it's a drama directed by the temple.

However, they will never accept the conditions put forward by the Holy Son, they will be nothing if they give up everything, and when the time comes, their enemies, as well as the things that they usually use their power and strength to do hurtful things, those people who are usually eaten by their own flesh and fish will not eat themselves, so they will not give up any rights and status.

Of course, they are also afraid of the temple's revenge, they organized many Dazhai to leave together, they don't believe that the temple will risk the disapproval to do something to all the Dazhai, so that the beautiful image that the temple has accumulated in the past few days will collapse, and the people will think that the temple is just so different from the original three witches and one Gu.

So they boldly left, and all the big villages went together.

The population, resources, and wizard power in the hands of these people are almost two-thirds of the Hmong, which is a terrifying force. When the Holy Son saw these people leaving, his expression not only did not react in the slightest, but he watched them leave with a smile on his face.

The water witch sighed, and the earth witch shook his head, but the golden witch nodded and said: The remaining strength is enough.

The words of the Golden Witch were confused by the other four Great Witches.

The Son watched the last person leave, and smiled at the rest: "You are the most loyal believers in the temple, and everything you do today will be blessed by God." After speaking, his hands were raised, and he recited wonderful syllables in his mouth, and a milky white light emanated from the body of the Holy Son, which followed the light into fragments and scattered the heavens and the earth like snowflakes, and finally fell on the bodies of everyone in the square.

Everyone looked at the shards that fell on them, emitting light.

Once these fragments fall on the body, no matter the clothes, the skin. All blend in with the object you come into contact with. At first, everyone didn't know, but when the fragments entered the body, they felt it.

There are hidden dangers in the body, perennial old diseases, even some are physically exhausted, and some are due to long-term malnutrition, these people instantly refreshed, because their old diseases that are difficult to recover from on weekdays have been restored by the light of the Holy Son, which is more powerful than the first blessing and love of the Holy Son, and the good ones are more thorough.

The crowd cheered, they were excited, these are too powerful for ordinary wizards, and these small village owners, they believe that God really exists, and the goddess is a blessing from heaven to them, and she is also the spokesperson of God, and the temple is the palace of God in the mortal world.

At this time, the firmness in their hearts, their trust in the temple continued to rise, and an energy that was difficult to discern with the naked eye flew out of the body of each believer, and quickly headed towards the temple shrine. These abilities come from every believer, and then they are quickly absorbed by the Divine Altar.

These abilities are not visible to ordinary people with the naked eye, but only the Holy Son, the Great Witch of the Five Elements, can see clearly.

And, of course, Aotian Xue.

Ben was bored in his room, came out to breathe, and by the way to see how the Holy Son was deceiving the majority of believers with his rhetoric, but he saw that the square was kneeling down and worshipping everyone's bodies, and strange things began to emerge from the top of their heads, like glowing air balloons, these strange energies slowly floated to the Fengshen Platform, and the Fengshen Platform actually began to slowly light up. Take a hundred plating and read the latest chapter of "The Empress's 300-year-old Claw Book House" for free for the first time.