More and more prayer lanterns flew into the sky, and the jumping firelight seemed to turn into twinkling stars in the sky, and then they were connected together, drifting slowly into the distance with the wind.

"Huh."

With a sharp sound, the sky suddenly burst into brilliant sparks. The dazzling fireworks are reflected in the river water, which has a different kind of beauty.

For a while, people couldn't tell the boundary between heaven and water.

"Heavenly officials are blessed, and they are blessed by heaven!"

The voice of the judge under the city god resounded, and in the blink of an eye, it spread throughout the entire Changning County.

All the gods looked up in the direction from which the voice came.

In an instant, an illusory high platform rose up, with a height of 100 zhang and a width of nearly 30 zhang. The city god stands on a high platform and recites prayers and sacrifices.

The blessed heavenly official is the Ziwei Emperor, whose status is almost one of the most noble people in the heavenly realm.

Not to mention such an ordinary place as the city god, even if the king of Mingling saw it, he also had to bow down.

At this moment, almost all the prefectures and county gods and even the imperial court offices in all parts of the world are jointly worshipping this supreme emperor in the heavenly realm, praying for his blessings on this day.

"Gods, please go to the rooftop!" Wen Ju's voice sounded again.

Then Qiu Ping and the shrew felt that their bodies were being pulled by a force, and they took off into the air and were connected to the high platform.

On the high platform, in addition to the city god and the Wen judge, there were only ten gods.

Of these, seven of them came back alive from the Yin Division, and the other three were Jikatsu who had performed well in the previous year.

As the Night Wandering God said, Chenghuang was compensating Qiu Ping and them in this way.

"Boom."

In the void, there seemed to be a muffled thunderstorm.

Such a voice can only be heard by Shinto and cultivators, and in the eyes of ordinary people, everything is normal at the moment.

"Wow."

Suddenly, someone seemed to use jade Ruyi to lift the curtain in the sky, and the originally dark sky was wrinkled, and then someone lifted it forcefully, and the sky and the earth shone brightly.

The clouds were surging, as if there were countless figures hidden behind them, and it was impossible to see their true faces.

But each one must be the flow of heavenly immortals, free and pure.

Qiu Ping looked at the sky blankly, it turned out that from the perspective of Shinto, the blessing of the heavenly officials was like this, and the light that opened the heavens and the earth was all good luck. Comparatively speaking, the little luck he caught when he was a spirit was really not even a hair.

It's normal to think about it, the Heavenly Realm Shinto and the Human Shinto themselves are the relationship between the central and local governments, is it possible that if the fortune is not given to oneself, it can still be cheaper for outsiders?

"Heavenly officials bless, each according to his own strength, go." Wen Juan glanced at the gods, his eyes fell on the gas gathering basin in Qiu Ping's hand, and he couldn't help but look at the little loach a few more times.

As his voice fell, the infinite fortune rained down.

The light and rain fell from the sky, but it was only confined to the confines of the ceremonial rooftops in all parts of the world, and only a small part leaked out, turning into mist, diffusing between heaven and earth, and being received by human cultivators or spirits in the mountains.

True rain and dew.

"Whoosh."

The shrew was the first to jump out, his speed was so fast that he left countless afterimages in the void, frantically receiving good fortune.

The rest of the gods also used their own magical powers to collect light and rain in various ways.

"Oil Lubrication!"

Qiu Ping was naturally not to be outdone, and as soon as his thoughts turned, the friction between his body and the air dropped significantly.

The mist around him rises, carrying him into a path of black light, flowing in the void, carrying the blessings of the sky.

At this moment, Qiu Ping had a ridiculous illusion of grabbing red envelopes in his mobile phone in his previous life.

Well, tens of billions of subsidies are a lot.

However, no matter how happy he is now, the current situation is too much for the gods of the water official system. Because most of them live in the water, they can't exert their strength on the shore.

Even Qiu Ping himself didn't feel very comfortable, let alone other water system gods.

Especially the turtle river god of Chenjiaping, dragging a heavy body, can only passively receive some good fortune that others have missed, which looks really poignant.

But there are still many good fortunes that have been dissipated between heaven and earth because they have not been collected.

"Bang."

Suddenly, the qi gathering basin in Qiu Ping's hand swelled several times, and a majestic attraction came from it, and the good fortune in the sky converged towards the basin, and sixty percent of the good fortune in the sky was snatched away.

"City God's ......" Wen Juan felt that the gas basin was a little too much, and whispered.

But I saw that Chenghuang shook his head and did not stop it.

The shrew's eyes widened on the side, his big brother is too violent, you can cheat, but don't be so blatant, Chenghuang can just watch from the sidelines.

However, when he looked at the good fortune in the gas basin that was almost turning into liquid, Harazi was about to flow down.

With so much luck, he was willing to have half of his little coffers...... Oh no, a third to trade.

About an hour later, the black canopy that had been uncovered was released, the light was hidden, and the heavens and the earth were once again dim.

And the good fortune and rain in the sky also slowly stopped.

The shrew sat on the ground, panting and sticking out his tongue with exhaustion, and if anyone was proficient in the art of looking at qi, he would find that his fortune was almost completely naked, except for a circle of white edges.

This means that his personality is very close to the seventh rank, and only if there is an edict on the top, he will become a seven-rank deity.

As for the other gods, their personalities have changed, and the red energy on the top has increased.

However, their growth was not much, because most of their fortune was taken away by Qiu Ping's gas basin, and their speed was nowhere near that of shrews, and in the end they could only eat some leftovers.

"Ouch, it's tiring." Qiu Ping held the gas basin and shook it slightly, and the liquid in it rippled like yellow financialization, looking viscous and sacred.

His life has not increased in any way, because most of his good fortune has gone into the basin.

"Big brother, give me a drink, just one sip!" The shrew looked at the basin in Qiu Ping's hand, his eyes were red, and he was about to jump into the basin when he jumped.

was caught by Qiu Ping, pinched the back of his neck and threw it aside.

As soon as Qiu Ping's mind turned, the golden fortune in the basin soared, divided into ten parts, seven of which were more and three were less.

More good fortune went to the rank gods who returned from the underworld, and less good fortune went to the other three gods.

Everyone has a share, even the shrew has received a lot of good luck, and in a blink of an eye, he made up for the little white in his life grid, and completely entered the list of all red.

Chenghuang took Qiu Ping's actions into account, and then looked in the direction of Fuhe from afar.

This little loach has some wisdom, but it is not so easy to take over Hebo's class.