The coins made of twenty-seven medium materials swirled on Gongsun Murong's fingers, and he looked up at the sky, to be precise, at the shed.

He felt the rules, and now he wanted to figure out whether the rules could exist without continuing to be influenced by humans in a special space, or whether the people themselves already understood the stability of the rules and the attachment technology.

Gongsun Murong can also use some of the rules, but he needs to control them all the time, and once he lets go of the control, the power of the rules disappears. The power of the rules on the coin is not controlled, but it still works, is it because of the space itself, or is it something else?

If it is the former, Gongsun Murong doesn't care, he will abide by which rules in which space, and if it is the latter, he needs to learn.

"Playing the rules, no wonder I can't bear it, if I really don't understand the rules, I'll naturally be afraid. I'm sure that the owner of the voice is not the same as the master of the voice that emerged in the Humanoid Race Alliance, or even the same force. ”

Gongsun Murong muttered, his fingers moved, the coin was bounced up by him, flipped in the air, and then kept flipping, not falling, not stopping, there was no force around it, the force of the wind, gravity, and rays all disappeared.

Gongsun Murong gave up the control, held the three coins of one yuan, five yuan, and ten yuan in the palm of his hand, and his mind moved, and the coins were reduced to twenty-seven kinds of materials, and then according to the ratio of one hundred yuan, he re-pinched out one, and the remaining materials were not enough to make any of them.

Observing the hundred-yuan coin in his hand, Gongsun Murong withdrew the influence of the rules, and then smiled, the coin was still stored in zài, and he did not take the initiative to save zài.

This illustrates a problem, as long as he mobilizes the power of the rules and controls them well, he can stabilize and be affected by this space. And not special means.

He looked at the fifty yuan denomination again, crushed it, reduced it, neutralized it with the remaining materials before, and made a hundred yuan one, five into three, and left the material with a volume of two coins.

The three coins were placed on the table, and the remaining materials were put away, and Gongsun Murong picked up the scepter again and used the ability of the rules to check it.

I watched it for a while. Gongsun Murong nodded, and said to himself: "It's okay, it's a rule user, driven by mental power, after the scepter is amplified, you can use the rules, the fluctuation law of spiritual power before it is sent to the scepter is the actual effect after amplification and influence, and the act of chanting words before casting is to concentrate mental power and use the resonance of sound to form specific fluctuations, and I will too." I am God's people. ”

As he spoke, Gongsun Murong laughed.

He already knew that the so-called temple was actually a force composed of people who knew how to use the rules. They study the rules, use the rules, and do things in God's name.

The purpose is, of course, to rule, to put others at a lower level. so that they may gain sufficient power for themselves, both spiritually and materially.

And people who live under the grace of God, such as Herama Dolangan, only know how to use it. But I don't understand why I can use it, in other words: I know it but I don't know why.

Gongsun Murong, who felt that he had thought clearly, put down the scepter, sat cross-legged, and cultivated.

When the next morning came, everyone got up to work, and the young men in the group rested, and in a while they went out to look for work.

Hera Ma Duolan Gan found Gongsun Murong here, and after entering the door, he observed Gongsun Wuming in front of him, he wanted to see if this person who was very familiar with breeding was hurt yesterday.

After looking at it, he thought that Gongsun Wuming had a good complexion and was also in good spirits, so he asked, "You didn't study the scepter yesterday?"

"I have studied, and when I studied, I became a faithful believer in God, under the will of God, I was willing to dedicate a qiē to God, it was God's light that drove out the darkness, it was God's milk that fed me to grow, God let me know what I was going to strive for, God is the lighthouse in the universe, God is the captain who leads us to move forward correctly, God is a qiē. ”

Gongsun Murong is holding a divine scepter in his hand, which is a spiritual power that people use to make a branch called a sacred tree to accept the amplification rule utilizer.

In order to prove this, Gongsun Murong Nian said: "Give my qiē, including my life, to God, and let me use the power of God to give me food." ”

Hera Ma Dolan Gan was stunned for a moment, do you have this recitation? Give me food? Then he was stunned again, and suddenly several wooden plates and wooden bowls suddenly appeared on the table between him and Gongsun Wuming.

The plate was a white fist-sized thing, the bowl was white with a light black liquid, and the uncooked vegetables on the other plate, and a few fried eggs.

"This is ......," Herama Dorangan looked at Gongsun Nameless in confusion.

Gongsun Murong picked up a big bun, took a bite, and said, "The food that God has given us, come, taste, eat this thing, drink that, and then eat side dishes and fried eggs." ”

Hera Ma Dolan looked at Gongsun Nameless in astonishment, and muttered, "God can cook?"

"God, omnipotent, Hera Ma Dolangan, are you questioning God?" Gongsun Murong, who finally had a normal breakfast in the name of God, widened his eyes and asked.

"No, no, no!" Hera Madolangan shook his head vigorously, picked up the bun as well, and said, "Thank God." ”

After taking a bite, the taste of the juicy meat bun instantly conquered him, and he squinted his eyes and chewed slowly, afraid that he would not be able to feel the taste properly if he swallowed it in one bite.

So the two of them ate tofu brains, steamed buns, side dishes and fried eggs, and thanked God while eating.

Naturally, the things were made by Gongsun Murong, and God was so busy, could he find time to take care of him?

He wasn't taken out of the soul space, he had been hiding, he had stolen flour and meat from the shop where he was going today, as well as other plant-substituted spices that he had found by tipping around.

Just woke up today, he released his spiritual power, although he was suppressed by the rules of space, he couldn't easily extend how many light years, but adjusted the shape of the space covered by the spiritual power, for example, ten meters each in length, width and height, he made the two sides into one meter, and in the case of the same volume, one cubic meter extended out by one thousand meters.

He can control the volume of zhì is larger, and he can extend more, if he wants, keep shrinking the other two numbers, enough for him to do a line scan like a radar, a line extension, a turn on the planet, it's still very easy.

His family stole a little, just a few catties, and specially looked for the last storage warehouse to steal, and the meat was stolen by him when he was killed.

There are many places to go to, and all of them are more and more combined, and he makes a storage ring according to the rules of this space, and puts things on the face ready to be used in the name of God at any time.

"Nameless, what is this? Did God say it?" asked in a muffled voice as Herama Dolangan finally remembered to ask for the name of the food as he ate the sixth bun.

Gongsun Murong also chewed something, and replied in a clear voice: "Well, I said, it's called steamed buns, meat buns, the skin is thin and stuffed with ten big folds, this is tofu brain, brine and wine and meat marinade, and side dishes, wild vegetables, put garlic and sesame oil, God said, he has put the food in front of our eyes, but he will not feed us personally." ”

After speaking, he took a sip of tofu brain, took a long breath, and said: "It's really comfortable, tomorrow I will eat soy milk and fritters, as well as tea eggs, and the day after tomorrow sour bean juice with doughnuts and radish strips, you can rest assured, God will know more." ”

"Uh-huh!mmmm

Gongsun Murong made a total of twenty buns, he ate five, and the rest all went into Hera Ma Duolangan's stomach, he burped, rubbed his stomach, and looked at Gongsun Wuming.

Gongsun Murong quickly gathered the finished tableware together, picked up the scepter, pointed at the tableware, and chanted the words in his mouth: "Dedicate my qiē including life to God, let me use the power of God, and wash the dishes." ”

The 'whoo' water came out, and after going back and forth on the dishes several times, the dishes were clean and the water disappeared.

After doing a qiē, he clapped his hands, looked up, and saw that Hera Madolangan was still staring at him, and asked in wonder, "What else is going on?"

Hera Ma Dolangan looked very embarrassed, and explained in a low voice: "Nameless, we didn't have much money when we came out, and it was all in my hands for the time being, and I have to be responsible for everyone's life, that ...... The 166 yuan you borrowed yesterday to see should be ......"

Speaking of which, he didn't say anything, and looked at Gongsun without a name.

"Oh, money, give. Gongsun Murong understood, took out three coins, and pushed them in front of Hera Ma Duolangan, and he kept the materials of the other two coins that could not be used.

Hera Ma Dolan Gan stared at the three coins on the table with wide eyes, raised his head and rolled his eyes, wondering if he had made a mistake and didn't give one hundred and sixty-six yuan yesterday?

Gongsun Murong helped to solve the puzzle: "Yesterday, when I was showing my devotion to God, God said that any creature who is willing to dedicate a qiē including life to God should be rewarded by God and bathed in the holy light of God. So, when I look at the coin, five becomes three, and I am convinced that God is in my heart and God's kindness is all around us. ”

Herama Dorangan: "......"

He carefully looked at Gongsun Nameless, from above to below, and from bottom to top, and after a full three minutes, he asked uncertainly: "Nameless, you mean, you show your piety, and then God will give you buns to eat, and give you money to spend?" One hundred and sixty-six, three hundred in the blink of an eye?"

Gongsun Murong nodded lightly: "Thank you for this qiē, thank God." ”

"Okay, I'll take the money, you pack it up, and we'll go out in a moment to see if there's a job that suits us to work nearby. ”

Even though he was full of doubts but did not dare to express it, Hera Ma Dolan Gan temporarily believed Gongsun Nameless's statement, spoke, turned to leave, and muttered as he went: "I am also religious, why doesn't God give me food and money?" (To be continued......