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Hearing this doubt, Wang Xiaohu quickly slowed down his breathing and knelt quietly, not daring to make a sound, for fear of disturbing the thinking of the old man of the god of Riyou.

Su Xinghe was puzzled, this is really strange, why there is such a strange thing in this Luofeng, it has been looted by thieves countless times, but it has never reduced a family, and there has never been an additional family. And I've never seen a ghost do it.

"Just now I asked this Wang Xiaohu, he said that he has never seen the ancestors of the dream and other strange things, after the death of a person, a little soul will return to the heaven and earth, but will always dream of their descendants, repay the blessings and misfortunes, and shade their descendants, and this has never seen the dream of the ancestors, it can only mean that the soul of the ancestors was taken away. Isn't it already close to evil to take away the soul, so why did His Excellency Dingyuan Marquis pass by this small gravel mountain and didn't notice anything, or is this ghost king the substitute for the evil way behind it?" Su Xinghe's head hurt when he thought about it, but he still couldn't think of the slightest clue, so he had to give up.

"At the moment, since this Luofengli already belongs to my jurisdiction, then I have the ability to explore him. ”

"Okay, Wang Xiaohu, this god will crown you tomorrow with the position of this temple blessing, you are ready. After speaking, he put away all his divine power and left Wang Xiaohu's room.

Wang Xiaohu bowed again and again, and his mouth was also grateful.

On the second day, the sky was still dark, and the hazy moonlight was still shrouded in the long wind. The wind blew against the trees in front of the temple, and the leaves rubbed against each other. The villagers have already gathered in front of the temple of the god of Riyou, waiting nervously for the coronation of Wang Xiaohu by the master of the god of the day to congratulate the temple. At this time, Wang Xiaohu was also very nervous, what he was about to get but had not yet arrived, it would never be his own, and there might still be some variables. Only when it is firmly held in the hands of the series will it become its own and belong to it.

Su Xinghe woke up from the meditation in the legal domain, and the meditation of one night made his spirit more full, despite the divine power to protect the body, he is still a mortal after all, and rest is still essential. After the matter of the temple blessing is dealt with, I will go to explore this mysterious Luofengli. Having made up his mind, Su Xinghe focused his eyes on the villagers in front of the temple. Now that most of the power of his divine soul has been sealed, it is impossible to directly penetrate the power of the golden urn into the body of this mortal person to use the scriptures, and now he must be displayed in front of people as a real person.

"Believers, the deity is about to be elected to the temple to pray, and you are waiting to pray silently. ”

The villagers in front of the temple closed their eyes, knelt down and began to pray, and the slightest incense and wish began to gather around Su Xinghe, forming layers of light that converged on the back of Su Xinghe's head. It looks extremely sacred.

Su Xinghe removed the power of the law domain that was hidden on his body, and his true body descended in front of the Riyou Temple, and there was a trance among everyone, and a young man suddenly appeared in front of the temple.

The young man was surrounded by Taoist fireworks, and two layers of light were behind the young man's head, exuding bursts of divine meaning, and the villagers hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Su Xinghe, for fear that even their own eyes would defile the young man in front of them. Compared with the frightened villagers, Wang Xiaohu was much better at this time. Wang Xiaohu looked at the young man in front of him, his eyes were full of heat and longing.

When I was a teenager, my grandfather told me a little story in his ear, all of which were the miracles of a god and the vastness of the continent, although when he grew up, many of his grandfather's stories and things on the continent were untrue, but he couldn't resist his reverence and yearning for the gods. And the young man in front of him can fulfill his own wishes and satisfy his childhood vision. Thinking like this, Wang Xiaohu's belief in Su Xinghe became even more intense. The line of faith on Wang Xiaohu's body became thicker.

Looking at Wang Xiaohu in front of him, Su Xinghe secretly smacked his tongue, his incense suddenly skyrocketed, Su Xinghe didn't expect that he hadn't given empowerment to this Wang Xiaohu, this Wang Xiaohu had directly evolved into the next kind of believer, and he was more enthusiastic about his beliefs. It seems that the position of this temple blessing must be Wang Xiaohu.

"This god came to celebrate the temple. The villagers of Changfeng are pious to the belief in this god, and they are hereby blessed to the villagers of Changfengli, and choose a temple to celebrate, and after selection, Wang Xiaohu served as the temple blessing. For the spokesperson of this god, continue to supervise this small world for this god, protect the villagers, and never bend the law for personal gain, fish the villagers, and harm the people. If this god hears that there is a grievance, this god will definitely take back this temple blessing position, and send you into the abyss of the underworld, so that you will taste the pain of this world, and the end will be miserable, do you understand?" Su Xinghe focused his eyes on Wang Xiaohu.

Wang Xiaohu listened to Su Xinghe's words in front of him, and he was very comfortable like a spring breeze, but when he got to the back, a gust of wind blew by his side, and the hairs all over his body stood up, like sitting on pins and needles, and a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.

"Yes, the villain obeys the order, and the villain will do his best to benefit the people, and at the same time publicize the great achievements of the Riyou God and the prestige of the Riyou God. Wang Xiaohu said reverently, but his heart was extremely hot and excited.

Su Xinghe directly stretched out his hands and put them on Wang Xiaohu's head, and he slowly communicated with the gods in the sea of his knowledge, and a trace of the golden urn was directly and automatically stripped out, and it was transmitted to Wang Xiaohu's body according to Su Xinghe's meridians.

As soon as Jin Zheng entered this Wang Xiaohu's body, he went straight to his eyebrows. Suddenly, the sea of eyebrows, which was extremely dark, seemed to have a light source, and the whole world was extremely bright. However, it didn't take long for the light to slowly go out, and the glimmer of divine gold that entered the center of the eyebrows also became a bead, emitting bursts of light, but it was not as strong as it was when it first entered. At this time, Wang Xiaohu was half-floating in the air, exuding an aura like Su Xinghe, which was extremely sacred. The surrounding villagers were shocked and envious. This is a divine grace, a blessing from God, a great benefit that you will not get in your lifetime.

Su Xinghe was also extremely helpless in his heart, this selection of temple blessings was extremely simple, and the power of this god's golden urn could be refracted into this believer, there was no singularity on the surface, but the strange changes inside could not be seen with the eyes of mortals, so Su Xinghe had to use his divine power to forcibly raise this Wang Xiaohu into the air, causing a supernatural phenomenon, and at the same time attached the power of his own incense to this Wang Xiaohu, so that this Wang Xiaohu also exuded a sacred aura like himself, at least it looked extremely terrifying。 However, it is still good to see the reaction of the villagers. After all, everyone only likes to believe in the superficial appearance that they see with their own eyes. Reluctance to explore the mechanism of things.