Chapter 68: Three Hundred Villages

The water heart bit and persisted, and the exercise stimulated the medicinal power, and in this process, it felt like the eyeballs were going to be burned dry.

Until the effect of the medicine has refined the eyes, the burning sensation disappears, and is slowly replaced by a cool feeling, and the vision of both eyes is restored.

Shui Xin tested his eyesight, and found that his eyesight saw through the wall, and saw through the wall, and vaguely saw the scene outside.

Before taking this pill, I could see through the walls that were a few inches thick, but now, there is a noticeable improvement.

"Although the pill is good, you can't take it more, it's a pity!"

While Shui Xin was delighted, he secretly felt that it was a pity, this pill had a limit on the number of times it could be taken, and every time it was taken, the effect would weaken until it was completely ineffective.

Judging from the experience of the previous gods, this elixir can be taken five or six in a lifetime, which is almost to the limit.

Shui Xin looked at the other pills again, some eyes were hot, the effect of the Heavenly Pearls Pill had already been experienced once, although the process was painful, but the result was good, as for these pills, I was going to take them all tonight.

......

Months have passed.

In the midst of the green forest, houses were built, and it was those 30,000 people who built them.

Most of them were about fifteen or sixteen years old, in the prime of life, and they had been brought here three months earlier to reclaim the woodland, which was now beginning to take shape.

The houses built were relatively simple, made of local materials, some trees, and stones.

The trees were cut down and used to cultivate fertile land, and water was drawn from large rivers to form small streams around the area, so that villages were formed.

The number of 30,000 did not live together, but they were scattered, and they were distributed in various places according to the situation of the tribe.

Before the crops are ripe, the food output of one place is not enough to feed 30,000 people, and only by scattering and hunting some wild beasts in the forest, picking some fruits and other fruits, and waiting until the crops are ripe and there is a surplus of grain, can it be regarded as truly having a foundation.

And in each tribe, there is a divine snake guarding, these divine snakes are all members of Uncle Snake's clan, inheriting the bloodline of the water god, and their strength is extraordinary.

At the beginning of each month, the patriarchs of each village follow the serpent messenger to the place where the shrine is located and pay homage to the gods they believe in.

Today is the beginning of the month, and in the sky, there is a rapidly moving cloud, and there are two figures on the cloud.

These two figures, the one in front is the Divine Snake Messenger, and the one in the back is a young man with a snow-white face and a thin body.

The young man seemed to be unsteady on his feet, his body staggered, and he almost nodded and touched the messenger in front of him, and hurriedly leaned back to avoid embarrassment.

The young man cautiously looked ahead, and when he saw that the divine envoy had not looked at him, his heart was slightly relieved.

"I went to worship God this time, hoping to get God's reward and heal my body!"

The boy thought so, and he coughed a few times.

His physique is special, it is a kind of cold physique, because he grew up in the mine when he was a child, food is scarce, and his body is not well adjusted, and his physical body is gradually unable to withstand the cold power generated by himself, and if he continues like this, he will die.

"Since the gods chose me as the patriarch, maybe they took a fancy to my special physique. ”

The young man's name is Hanyou, and three months ago, he was chosen to become a believer in God, and now, he has gradually become accustomed to this identity.

It's much better than mining in a mine.

What believers have to do is nothing more than to strengthen their faith, recite the name of the god they believe in three times a day, in the morning, noon and evening, and obey the iron rules that believers should observe.

There are three types of iron, namely, "do not look directly at God", "do not convert to God", and "do not disobey God".

Translated into meaning, one should not look directly at the god of one's faith, which is regarded as a great disrespect among the gods, and one must suffer some flesh and skin.

It is not allowed to change the belief in other gods, which is regarded as a betrayal and a capital crime in the gods, and neither god nor god is allowed to take in each other's followers.

Thou shalt not disobey God's will, and no matter what kind of will God has, unconditionally obey it, or not, you will be punished by God, and life will be worse than death, or ashes will be lost.

In addition to these three iron rules, there are also small rules, such as, do not talk about God behind your back, do not disbelieve in God, and so on.

And after doing what should be observed, the rest of the aspects, there are not too many constraints, there are some freedoms, and even, the identity of this layer of believers also has a certain protective effect.

"It's here. ”

The messenger's cloud fell to the earth.

Han You jumped off the clouds, this jump, almost fell to the ground, and when his legs touched the ground, he suddenly softened, and at this time, a pair of arms appeared from the side and held Han You's body.

"Thank you to the girl for helping me, in the cold and quiet, let the girl smile. Han Yu smiled embarrassedly.

"It's okay, I'm a radish, and when the hour is coming, I won't make small talk with you. ”

The woman who called herself a radish was delicate and had delicate skin, not like she had grown up in a mine, and after she finished speaking, she let go of her hand and walked in the direction of the shrine.

"Turnips. Han You's mouth muttered.

Three hundred patriarchs entered the shrine one after another, in which, there was a jade statue of the goddess, on the incense table in front of the statue, there were some offerings, and three spiritual incense sticks were light smoke.

It's also strange to say, this statue has a hazy face, and it can't be seen clearly, and it looks quite strange.

In the open space in front of the statue of the deity, three hundred futons were placed, and as the elders entered, these futons were quickly filled, and none of them were empty.

They closed their eyes and recited words of praise to the goddess.

"My lord Xuanqing is a god......"

These words and phrases were made up by Uncle Snake, and there are some exaggerations, of course, this is not important, the important thing is to make these believers reverence from the bottom of their hearts, and regard them as the only gods in their hearts.

Xuanqing is the name of Shuixin, which is not taken by herself, but her teacher is in the vein of Dexian Shenjun, and the name of Xuanqing is given by the master.

"Supreme Venerable Xuanqing God, please give me magic medicine to cure my stubborn physical illness!"

Shui Xin's ear, there was a small voice, this voice was small, but she could hear it clearly, yes, she didn't need to be compassionate, she knew that it was the cold next to her.

"When I came into contact with him just now, I found that he was weak, and if there was no accident, he would not live more than twenty years, but as one of my followers, I have cured this little ailment. ”

Shui Xin thought so, she was the woman who called herself Radish just now.

As a god, mixing among a group of believers, pretending to be an ordinary human woman, this kind of behavior is a "clever plan" that Shui Xin came up with by himself in order to better contact these believers, understand their needs, and make some merits, so that they can believe in their own gods more.