Faced with the sudden huge belief point, Zhang Shang pondered for a moment before thinking of the root of the problem.

Chang'an Newspaper!

It must have been the article that was sent to the Chang'an Newspaper yesterday that was printed, and the news that the believers were able to receive 300 yuan in their hands spread, otherwise they would not have suddenly gained so many faith points. However, in just one morning, the number of faith points has risen by more than 3,000, and it seems that I still underestimated the energy of Chang'an Newspaper before.

Or, give yourself an autobiography, and maybe you can harvest another wave of faith points?

Zhang Shang thought that he had done good deeds in Shangluo Town over the years, and felt that it was completely in line with the image of a good young man in contemporary times, and even enough to write a beautiful image of a strong and powerful new society, which can be called a model of a good person in contemporary times!

It's perfectly reasonable for such a good person to be published in the newspaper with some small compliments, isn't it?

Zhang Shang felt that the faith points were still increasing, and his heart was full of joy, completely forgetting the great idea of wanting to keep a low profile and develop obscenely.

As time passed, the sun rose completely from the ground, dispelling the fog and cold in the mountains.

Standing on the top of the mountain and looking down, you can see that on the road leading to Jungnam Mountain in all directions, countless people are crammed along the entire road, like a giant snake winding and moving, and like a river rushing to the sea.

Chongyang Palace.

"Brother Zhang, I'm afraid it won't work like this. Nearly 30,000 people came to worship this morning, and at least 40,000 or 50,000 people came in a day. Now the road is completely blocked by the believers, and our grain transport team is unable to send grain into the mountains at all. And there were so many people who came that even just gruel couldn't last long. An old man with a white beard was full of helplessness, and his words were full of complexity.

Originally, this was a good thing, which fully reflected the fame of Chongyang Zhenren in Kyushu in the world, as well as the prestige of the Quanzhen Sect.

But happiness came too suddenly, and in the face of the devout people who were far beyond imagination, the Quanzhen Sect was not fully prepared at all. made what was originally a good thing a chore, and the most helpless thing was that I couldn't refuse this drudgery. After all, people have trekked through mountains and rivers to worship Chongyang Zhenren, and the Quanzhen Sect can't say to people that you don't want to come, right?

Yin Zhiping frowned slightly, and his warm eyes looked at the outside of Chongyang Palace, as if he had seen countless believers under the mountain, as well as countless believers in the distance who had not yet arrived.

He also knew that the situation was almost out of control, but how to solve it was another question. Coercive means will definitely not work, otherwise the Quanzhen Religion will destroy its foundation. But if you don't use coercive means, then you can only find a way to appease the believers and divert their attention from Zhongnan Mountain.

Maybe we can hold a grand event for the Chongyang Patriarch, although this move is inconsistent with the patriarch's deathbed explanation, but now it seems that there is no better way.

Yin Zhiping pondered for a moment and said what he thought in his heart.

"Brother Zhang's words are very good."

"Wonderful."

After thinking about it, the Taoist priests couldn't think of a better way, so they all smiled and responded to the Tao.

In their opinion, it is not wrong for Chongyang Patriarch to want to leave plainly before his death, after all, how can the patriarch be wrong. But everything depends on the situation, the patriarch showed an astonishing vision yesterday, attracting believers from all over the world to come to worship.

Now that things have become bigger, it is naturally impossible to be plain. In this case, it is better to hold a grand event in an open and honest manner, and it can also strengthen the momentum of the Quanzhen Sect.

Just as everyone was discussing the specifications and location of the event, a somewhat hesitant voice suddenly remembered: "You say, could the reincarnation of the eons mentioned by the great power in the vision of that day be on the Chongyang Patriarch?" ”

When all the Taoists heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Since yesterday's vision, they have spent the night consulting all kinds of Taoist treasures. It's just that no matter how they search, they can't find the slightest information about Zixiao Palace and Chongyang Zhenren's previous life. It's not that no one speculates that it may be related to ancient times, but there are only fragmented legends that have been handed down from ancient times to this day, which increases the difficulty of trying to find clues.

But even the most daring person never thought that the terrifying power that was only one step away from Da Luo would be reincarnated in Chongyang Zhenren after thousands of eons. After all, the Chongyang real person has already feathered into a flying immortal, if the real person is the life of his eternal, the great existence in the Zixiao Palace can't wait for the real person to die before coming to the degree, right?

The Taoists were silent, but they thought of the last palpitating eyes of that day, and they were a little unconfident.

If the real person is not, how to explain the scene that appears at the end?

Yin Zhiping raised his eyebrows, and there was a slight strangeness in his heart. If the patriarch was really the reincarnation of the eternal eon, wouldn't the Quanzhen Sect want to become the righteous path of the Immortal Family? However, after all, he was a master who had cultivated for decades, and he quickly adjusted his mentality, and said in a deep voice: "Don't say much about this matter in the future, whether it is or not is not something we can assert." ”

When other Taoists heard this, no one dared to speak up.

Let's not talk about how terrifying the matter of immortals and gods is, Chongyang Zhenren is the ancestor of the Quanzhen Sect, so naturally it is not that these disciples and grandchildren can talk about it wantonly.

It's just that although everyone didn't dare to talk about it, there was an extra fiery seed in their hearts.

If that person really wants to transform a real person, then!

Not to mention the thoughts of the people of the Quanzhen Sect, Zhang Shang is now completely painful and happy. Although his task is only to issue silver tickets, he acts as the image of a local tyrant and a fat sheep in the eyes of countless people. But distributing tens of thousands of silver tickets in half a day, even if someone helps, is quite a tiring thing.

However, seeing the rapid growth of faith points, Zhang Shang felt that all the fatigue was completely worth it, and even looked forward to more people. Because in just half a day, his faith points have risen from more than 2,000 at the beginning to 8,200 points now!

In the face of the huge amount of money that burst in, Zhang Shang's mood was even more beautiful than eating honey.

More than 8,000 faith points, this is a huge amount of money that I couldn't have imagined a few days ago. With more than 8,000 points of faith, not only the goddess has it, but also the vest, and even the magic cheats can be cultivated, and there is a table foot!

I don't know if it's because of Zhang Shang's reward and stimulus, or because people realized the great spirit of self-sacrifice of Chongyang Zhenren and the noble sentiment of selfless dedication to the Great Song Dynasty. On the third day of Chongyang's death, more than 60,000 people came to worship at Zhongnan Mountain.

By the end of the day, Zhang Shang had become numb to the insanely growing faith points.

12036 Faith Points!

In just one day, the Faith Point had a big bang. In the face of the sudden huge gain, Zhang Shang felt that he needed to be dashing.

But is it better to exchange it for yourself for cultivation, or for your family to exchange for a bodyguard?

Although Zhang Shang doesn't quite believe it, what will happen at home in the next few days. But after all, with enough faith points, if a small amount of faith points can be spent to solve his worries, he doesn't want to regret it when something happens.

When night falls, the mountain road winds.

Zhang Shang received a message from home in the evening, telling him to rush back to a manor on the outskirts of Chang'an as soon as possible. After a little arrangement, Zhang Shang embarked on the journey home. He lay on the carriage back to Chang'an, tangled.