The next day, the sun rises three poles.

A modest carriage made its way down the mountain road with difficulty, heading in the direction of Mt. Jungnami. Along the way, because of the difficult roads and the large number of pedestrians on the road, the speed of the car is not very fast.

Zhang Shanli sat in the carriage, looked out through the slightly open window, and said with emotion: "We met no less than four or five thousand pedestrians along the way. Most of them carry yellow paper incense candles, and they all want to worship the believers of Chongyang Zhenren. The real person is worthy of a generation of grandmasters, and his high morality and respect make people admire. ”

Zhang Shanli said, his face was full of envy, and he couldn't help but feel a faint sadness.

Zhang Shang bowed slightly, looking at the pedestrians outside the carriage, his eyes full of regret.

The news had just spread, and most of the people had not yet had time to come and worship. Most of these believers today are just people in the vicinity. And now it's only three poles a day, and these are only a small part of it.

It's only the first day, so I'm afraid there will be no less than 100,000 people coming to worship in the next four or five days!

Hundreds of thousands of people, what a concept!

This is not a modern society with more than 500,000 people in any city, but a sparsely populated ancient society. Today, the largest city in the world, Tokyo Kaifeng, has only a few million people. The largest city in Europe at the same time had a population of only a few hundred thousand people!

Chongyang real people feathered and ascended to immortals, and more than 100,000 people came to worship in the Quanzhen Sect, which is enough to write a big book in the history books!

No, we have to find a way to mix it up.

Zhang Shang looked at the bustling crowd outside the window, and his heart was hot.

Since the system woke up, he has only accumulated more than 1,000 faith points in two years. At present, hundreds of thousands of people are about to gather in Zhongnan Mountain, but it is a good opportunity to brush up on faith points.

After Zhang Shangsi thought about it, he was reluctant to give up this piece of fat.

After all, it's one thing to make big news when Wang Chongyang is buried, but now is a good opportunity to really mix up the points of faith. No one can have too much faith in this kind of thing. And if you accumulate a lot of faith points before the resurrection of Wang Chongyang, you can also make the news more sensational at that time.

But how do you make a fortune?

Zhang Shang thought of a way to obtain faith points, and he couldn't help but have a toothache.

You said that it would be great if we could make a fortune in silence, but we had to let people praise your name and know that you were such a person. Otherwise, if you casually come out with a miracle, you will be able to sit back and wait for the harvest of faith points. 100,000 people gathered in the Quanzhen Sect, what a big deal is this?

Even if each person can only provide 0.1 faith points, 100,000 people can provide 10,000 faith points. And it is impossible for everyone to only have 0.1, and the mood swings may be as high as 0.2, or about 0.3.

Wait, business!

Zhang Shang looked at Zhongnan Mountain that appeared in the distance, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

100,000 people have to trek through mountains and rivers to come, and they have to walk for at least half a day. There are no shops and restaurants along the way, and even if someone comes with dry food, there are bound to be many more who will go hungry. There are many followers of the Quanzhen Sect, and food is always purchased at the beginning of the month. By this time it was approaching the end of the month, and the stock of food in their church must be limited.

Especially recently they need to entertain believers from all over the world, but they are afraid that it will become a mess, right?

If he uses a little means to let more people stay in Zhongnan Mountain after worshipping Wang Chongyang, and attract more people to come to Zhongnan Mountain to worship, I am afraid that the Quanzhen Sect will be completely messed up. When the time comes, find an excuse to stay and help, won't there be a chance to harvest faith points?

But what to do?

Zhang Shang pondered in his heart and quickly thought of a good idea. In such an era when the productive forces are backward and religious beliefs are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, what is more shocking than miracles. And at this time, the vision of Zhongnan Mountain can also be a small foreshadowing for the resurrection of Wang Chongyang, so as not to appear so abrupt.

When Zhang Shang thought of this, inspiration flocked to him, and his mood became more and more excited.

That's right, at this moment, the miracle of Zhongnan Mountain will definitely make this matter spread all over the world.

No, even if it can't be spread all over the world, as long as it can make the people in Xianyang and other places in Chang'an hear the wind, it is completely enough. There are millions of people in this place, and when there are three or four hundred thousand people gathered to see off Chongyang Zhenren, he can at least harvest hundreds of thousands of faith points!

The most important thing is that if hundreds of thousands of people witness this event, the real chain reaction in the future will be the main one. When this matter spreads all over the world, it is not impossible to say that there are millions of small faith points, even millions, or even tens of millions of faith points!

After all, the resurrection of the dead, and the great vision at that time, are absolutely complete miracles for ordinary people, and it is impossible to have only 0.1 mood swings!

Zhang Shang was excited in his heart and asked, "System, how many faith points do you need to create a vision?" ”

The system said: "To create a temporary anomaly, you need one faith point per square kilometer per second. ”

A look of surprise flashed in Zhang Shang's eyes, and his mood completely settled down. Although this fee is not cheap, it is also within an acceptable range.

Along the way, Zhang Shang never spoke again, silently perfecting the plan and the new script.

At noon on the day, Zhongnan Mountain, Quanzhen Sect.

"Boss, things are getting a little troublesome. The disciples outside came with the news that thousands of people were rushing to Zhongnan Mountain along the way, and there might be more people behind. The sudden arrival of thousands of believers last night has already made the whole True Sect very busy. And we don't have much food in storage, at most we can only eat until today. An old man with a white beard and white hair had a helpless look on his face, his brows furrowed, and he said in a low voice.

"How can we only eat until today, we are not!" Someone exclaimed.

It's just that before he finished speaking, he suddenly understood.

Although there are many disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, most of them are scattered all over the world, and there are only seven or eight hundred people on Zhongnan Mountain. Thousands of people suddenly came last night, and one meal would consume a day or two of food for the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect. And now, I don't know how many people are in a hurry, and the Quanzhen Sect wants to prepare meals for them, and the food they need to consume in this day is nearly ten times that of the past. With such a drastic consumption, and the fact that it was already the end of the month, how could the Quanzhen Sect be able to hold on.

As for not preparing meals for the believers, all the Taoist elders did not think about it. In their opinion, even if the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect are hungry, they cannot neglect these believers.

After all, people come from a long distance to respect the patriarch and appreciate the kindness of the Quanzhen Sect, so they want to offer incense and pray for the patriarch. This matter has been said since childhood, and it is Wang Chongyang's personal prestige. At worst, it is about the prestige and reputation of the Quanzhen Sect.

If the believers are neglected, they believe that the reputation accumulated by the Quanzhen Sect over a hundred years will be doomed if they do not spend more than a month.

"Zhiqing, if we buy grain now, how long will it take to send it to Zhongnan Mountain." Yin Zhiping has been a teacher for decades, so he naturally knows the implication behind this matter. He quickly figured everything out and asked with a solemn expression.

"It will take two days at the earliest to solve the current problem. And if the number of believers increases, there may be a delay. Zhiqing smiled bitterly and said helplessly.

With the ability of the Quanzhen Sect, it is naturally not difficult to collect food. However, the mountain road is difficult to travel, and it takes a day to transport a large amount of grain to the mountains at the earliest. Especially now that there are believers who come to worship everywhere, it is more difficult to transport.

Three days!

Yin Zhiping frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Don't say three days, that is, there will be problems in two days." ”

Everyone was silent, they naturally understood the seriousness of the problem, but at the moment there was no other way than to prepare grain and grass as soon as possible?

Just when everyone was silent, a small Taoist boy hurriedly came to the outside of the main hall and said respectfully: "Qi Qi is in charge, the head of the Zhang family, the god of wealth in the north, asks to see." ”

Northland God of Wealth!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then reacted to who it was.