After the monks, Taoist priests, scholars and others have been embarrassed, no one in the audience doubts the 'God Redemption Sect', and a few people who are still waiting to come to the stage to find fault with the old man in the yellow robe were bombarded by everyone without the old man in the yellow robe, seeing the sun rising higher and higher, the boys and girls around the old man in the yellow robe walked to the front of the stage together, and said in unison: "The time has come, please 'divine envoy' to recite the 'Oracle Baofeng Sutra'." The two of them returned to the old man's side, took the golden basin of holy water, handed it over, and the old man in the yellow robe recited the 'Pure Mouth Mantra' and got up to wash his hands, and the boy and the virgin withdrew with the golden basin.

"Zun makes Qiankun, Qiankun is divided into six steps, one step on the sky, the stars of the universe, dark and clear......" The old man in the yellow robe looked solemn, and his mouth moved and slowly took a step forward, this step was majestic enough to be solemn Ling Ran, the figure of the old man in the yellow robe seemed to be much taller in an instant, and everyone in the audience suddenly had a feeling of worshipping the true god.

"Two steps on the ground, water and fire grow together, plants and trees grow together......" The old man in the yellow robe read another sentence, and took another step, this step he did not immediately collapse in front of him, but circled around the other foot as if drawing an incomparably complex spell, it is strange to say that at the moment when he landed on one foot after he finished painting, a small flame rose around his feet, how could everyone in the audience have seen this, and immediately cheered, Liang Xie was also surprised and inexplicable.

"Three steps on the soul, God gives eyes, wisdom and psychic ......" the old man in the yellow robe read out a sentence, his hands around his chest, his fingers interlocking like weaving, sometimes like water, sometimes like flames, flowers are splendid, and it is beautiful in an instant, everyone in the audience is fascinated, as if all the worlds are on the old man's hands, the old man stepped forward, and then moved in his mouth: "Four steps ......"

Looking at the old man's movements, Liang Xie's heart inexplicably rose a sense of unreality in a trance, this feeling is like hearing someone speak when he is extremely sleepy, other people's words can be heard clearly, but after listening to it, he forgot that he didn't realize what others said, when the old man stepped on the sixth step, Liang Xie felt a feeling of wanting to worship, for some reason, he suddenly felt that this old man was a god, as a person from the rivers and lakes, Liang Xie only believed in strength and never believed in the theory of gods and ghosts, but at this moment his expression was a little trance, and his feelings were completely separated from his reason。

The old man in the yellow robe stepped on The six steps of creation 'slowly walked to the front of the high platform, opened his arms to the sky, closed his eyes tightly, and chanted words in his mouth, the six protectors followed behind him in two rows, the old man bowed to the ground with both hands and the back of his hands, and the six protectors behind him followed and bowed down, the old man chanted in his mouth, murmured constantly, followed the straight and then bowed down again, the six protectors followed and bowed down again, with the old man and the six protectors of the bowing action, some people began to kneel down and worship, and some people knelt like a plague in the tens of thousands of displaced people in the audience spread, and in an instant, the black pressure under the stage suppressed all the displaced people'Spontaneously and voluntarily' fell to their knees and bowed down in unison, almost without exception.

One bow, two bows, when the old man in the yellow robe bowed to the sixth bow, Liang Xie only felt that the heaven and the earth were overturned, this feeling he only had when he was seriously injured, he knew that something was wrong, and bit the tip of his tongue, the pain made his mind slightly clear, Liang Xie closed his eyes, and between inhaling and exhaling. Tiangen Jue's operation, a breath of vigor suddenly spread all over the body, expelling that trance, Liang Xie's mind woke up, and everything in front of him had nothing to do with him, he glanced at the young man of the Mo family next to him, and saw that his saliva flowed, and the expression on his face was fascinated, and he knelt down on the tree and bowed.

The trunk of the tree has long been withered, he shook up and almost wanted to break when he moved, Liang Xie was about to wake him up, and suddenly heard a voice faintly: "'Wheel people follow the rules, craftsmen take the rules, the etiquette and the heavenly will, don't mess with the mind', Zhou Yi, how can you be worthy of being a 'hero of ink' if you are not strong-willed?" These words are as sonorous and powerful as steel, and they are completely different from the confusion conveyed by the old man in the yellow robe on the stage, Liang Xie only felt that his heart was lifted, and the young man of the Mo family slowed down when he heard the action of bowing, and then sat up straight as if he had just woken up from a big dream, and he opened his eyes and looked left and right a few times, and then his expression slowly eased.

Liang Xie asked him how he felt, this young man of the Mo family named Zhou Yi told him again, as expected, Zhou Yi's experience was the same as that of Liang Xie, but his mind was not strong and his skills were not enough, and he was easier to be controlled.

"I see!" Liang Xie nodded, and looked at the stage secretly on guard, when the old man in the yellow robe had already begun to recite. Oracle Baofeng Sutra', but seeing that the corners of his mouth moved slightly, there were words, and the tone was full of unintelligible syllables under the tone of the voice, and the words in the old man's mouth were sometimes tactful and sometimes firm, and the pronunciation of each word seemed to have a kind of magic, no matter what words came out of his mouth, people had an incomparable admiration, and they were extremely worshipful and would rather devote their lives to believe and do, and the tens of thousands of homeless people in the audience responded in a trance, shouting the slogan that shook the mountain over and over again, looking at these people who were all alive and well, where did they look like starving ghosts? Liang Xie was already unmoved by the vigilance in his heart, but the scene in front of him still made him feel a creepy feeling, the previous good impression of the 'Divine Redemption Sect' suddenly disappeared at this moment, he couldn't say whether this 'Divine Redemption Sect' was good or bad, if he was bad, after all, he had given porridge many times, and he had really done good things, if they were good, there was always a little incongruity, and there was a weird feeling.

"It's up to them to see if they actually give porridge, and we'll see soon. Liang Xie said secretly in his heart, he turned his head to look at Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi frowned, and he didn't seem to be able to see the situation in front of him.

At this time, the old man in the yellow robe had finished chanting, but there was not half a grain of rice and half a drop of water, and the old man in the yellow robe grabbed the ground with his head and shouted: "Please bless the 'Zun'." The old man in the yellow robe got up and stepped on the 'six steps of creation' sleeve dance robe, but saw a piece of yellow light covering the top of the high platform The place above the round foot is impermeable, and the old man's feet are changed with a dancing robe that looks ancient and mysterious, and the crowd in the audience is excited and cheering, as the old man is getting faster and faster, the cheers of the displaced people in the stage are more like a tide. The old man in the yellow robe walked quickly, turned around on the stage six times in a row, and finally returned to the convex platform in Taichung, and the six protectors shook their bodies, and the left and right were inserted into the six directions of the old man.

"Please give water to the 'Emperor'!" With the shouting of the old man in the yellow robe, he saw a column of water spraying out from the boss for no reason, and the old man in the yellow robe reached out to take the water and drank it all, and the audience cheered.

"Please give me food!" the old man in the yellow robe shouted again, but when he saw the grains of white rice coming out from behind his yellow robe, the almost frantic cries from the audience covered everything.

Rice was constantly sprinkled from the stage to the stage, and water was constantly sprayed out from the platform, and the displaced people could no longer bear to rush up to the high platform like crazy, snatching the rice that had been sprinkled on the ground like gold, and then the rain that fell from the sky was even more hoarse and shouted the words 'God Redemption' or shouted the merits of 'God Redemption'. The old man in the yellow robe called over and whispered a few words to the boys, and the boys stepped down from the stage.

"Here comes the fire!" the old man in the yellow robe shouted, pointing to the firewood pile under the iron frame with his hand, and the firewood gradually smoked and caught fire in a short time, and the homeless people in the audience cheered again.

Tens of thousands, or even more than 100,000 homeless people, all rushed for the rice thrown on the high platform, all desperately for the water sprayed on the high platform, and trampled on other people's lives for a mouthful of porridge.

The rice that was spilled was not enough for a thousand people to eat for a meal, the water that spewed out was not enough for a hundred people to drink, and the porridge with scorching was not enough for five thousand people to hang their lives at best, but these people were still rushing like crazy. Such a crazy state made Liang Xie a little frightened, seeing the weak women and children in the audience being trampled down and no one paid attention, seeing that the old people were dying in the crowd and no one cared, roughly counting, there were no less than 300 people who died, injured and fell to the ground, one of the children had a sallow face It was a sick child who had spent the night in a shop with Liang Xie before, he fell to the ground with a smile on his face and died, and the corners of his mouth flowed blood from being trampled through the internal organs, and his mother seemed to have rushed to the front to grab rice.

After a long time, the mood of the displaced people gradually calmed down, they looked aggrieved and in a trance, they pulled the flat belly that could not be flattened anymore and burped with satisfaction, seeing this situation Liang Xie felt a burst of sadness and infinite fear, sad that human life was so cheap, and the fear was that the means of 'divine redemption' were so powerful, and its development has grown countless times over the years, and no one seems to have questioned what they did, only continuous praise and praise, perhaps someone has questioned, It's just that in such an age, who would doubt a 'good man' who is willing to give porridge, and who would be willing to care about some 'little things' without knowing where the next meal will end? It is a good thing that there are no idlers in this world, and sometimes it is not necessarily a good thing.

"Have you eaten enough?" asked the yellow-robed old man in a loud voice as he stood in front of the stage.

"Full...... Uh......" One person replied with a full hiccup, followed by the replies of countless people, all of whom replied in the affirmative with satisfied expressions on their faces, even if many people did not eat a mouthful of porridge and did not touch a drop of water.

"Do you want to be able to eat enough every day?" the old man in the yellow robe asked again, this was a question that did not need to be asked.

"I want to ~~~~". Again, an affirmative answer with a dragging tone.

"Okay, as long as you join this sect, you can not only eat a full meal every day, but also get the blessing of God, and get the 'Zun' to give you great magical powers, invulnerability, immortality, do you want to?" asked the old man in the yellow robe again.

"Willing ~~~~".

"But now that there are demons and demons who want to destroy your vitality and prevent you from joining this sect, what are you going to do?" asked the yellow-robed old man with a strange smile on his face.

"Who are they?" Countless feeble questions, but they were eerie.

"It's ......" The old man in the yellow robe looked at the audience, and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at a few bald monks and said, "They ...... They..... And also...... They are demonic people under the guise of the Mo family. The old man in the yellow robe pointed his fingers, except for the bald monk, he pointed to a few people who looked slightly sober and a few Taoist priests, and finally he pointed in the direction of Liang Xie and them.