"They all want to make a new God, but what is the result? 100 years have passed, 200 years have passed. Their predecessors have died from generation to generation, and there is still no hope of success!"

Is the true God so easy to make? And now we have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I can assure you that as soon as the news spreads, I don't know how many people will get ahead of us and take refuge before the new gods. Rush to us and contribute to the spread of SBC's church. to rob us of our place before the new gods......"

"We will not agree to that!" Saint-Ebel," he said, pointing to Mr. Able.

"St. Millet," he pointed to himself.

Then he pointed to George, the youngest of them, and said, "St. George, what do you say? We are all people with money and power. But we won't be able to enjoy money and power for long. Because we're getting old. ”

Sam quickly put himself on an equal footing with these people, but at this time, no one would bother with him.

"When we die, all this money and power will be someone else's. It has nothing to do with us anymore, even if it's the sperm you ejaculated yourself, the descendant of the bloodline that grew up. And if we use this money power for our churches...... The name of the saint and the treatment are waiting for us!"

Under Sam's extremely incendiary speech, everyone quickly agreed. Even those who are the first to be the last to do their part for their churches can't wait to contribute their own strength.

Finally they made the decision to go and meet their gods. With the permission of the gods. Plant your own church. In between, no one is allowed to reveal anything about the true God to others.

And even in order to do it. They are simply unanimous in their understanding. During this time, each of them was to live in the Abel Manor. No one is allowed to act alone.

At this time, Wen Fei didn't know that his church in modern time and space was about to be established.

It's just faintly, the deepest part of his soul, there is a constant vibration.

Countless incense wishes are around Wen Fei. It seemed to be the most beautiful streamer, floating around his body, exhaling with Wen Fei's breathing. drilled into Wen Fei's eyes, mouth and nose. Even in the tiniest pores of the body.

Wen Fei's body was constantly shining with brilliance, allowing those incense wishes to assimilate in it and turn into the purest divine power. Nourishes and strengthens the soul.

As the father of the Northern Song Dynasty, he was the protector of the country. Master. Wen Fei's incense is incredible. Every day. Every moment. There are people praying in front of the idol of the Ghost Emperor.

There are even many people who directly believe in Wen Fei, the heavenly master. Kaifeng, Tokyo, Luoyang, Xijing, these places where Wen Fei personally preached and left footprints, are even more common.

What's more, there is also the northwest border, among the Western Army. Each fan. The rescued people of Jiezhou, so counted. There are even many more people who directly believe in the Great Heavenly Master of Wen than the Great Venerable Ghost Emperor.

The total population is at least five million, if not 10 million. Even if they are all shallow believers, the amount of incense wish power accumulated in this way is extremely terrifying.

Even for such a long time, the incense wish power accumulated around Wen Fei was even more terrifying. Now, even if Wen Fei cultivates twenty-four hours a day, the incense wish power that can be digested is less than one-tenth of the new incense wish power generated every day. Not to mention, the previous accumulation.

In addition, the blessing of the dynasty's luck. This is even more terrifying. It is only recently that Wen Fei has a clear understanding of this.

With the continuous refining of the incense wishing power, faintly, there seemed to be countless whispers in Wen Fei's ears, and there seemed to be countless people whispering in his ears, begging and praying.

It's just that these prayers seem to be separated by a layer of glass, but he can't hear them clearly.

"It seems that I have gone farther and farther on the path of Shinto!" Wen Fei took a breath, but speaking of it, this feeling is not bad!

The excess incense wish power was slowly poured into a bead. This bead is naturally a water-repellent bead that is integrated into the pure land of the snow-capped mountains.

Now, under the nourishment of the incense wishing power, the light of the whole world is even stronger, and even the space seems to have become a little larger.

"No wonder in the mythology, the twenty-four days after the opening of Buddhism are twenty Dinghai pearls. This has its own origins, and it is no wonder that there are many people in the Daomen who believe that not only "Water Margin" but also "Journey to the West" are written by masters in the Daomen! I never believed in ...... before."

Wen Fei lost his mind slightly, it seemed that in this bead, the pure land of the snow-capped mountains was becoming more and more nourished. If it can evolve into "heaven", I'm afraid it will be the so-called kingdom of God, right?

It seems that soon he will be able to directly immerse himself in the Pure Land and cultivate!

Wen Fei's consciousness penetrated into it, and he could see the alpine grassland. More often, wolves running in the steppe. These wolves, nourished and even stronger, each the size of a calf.

There are even dozens of wolf kings, and these silver wolf kings are even more terrifying than adult bulls.

This reminded Wen Fei of the Silver Wolf King pet he had subdued in the Northern Song Dynasty, and he didn't know what was going on in that place in Qinghai?

Soon, as long as he cleaned up Fang La, he would be able to lead his troops to reinforce the Western Army and eliminate the Western Xia in one fell swoop......

Wen Fei gradually regained his strength, when he walked out of his quiet room. The guards guarding outside, as well as the Taoist priests, were full of awe. Don't even dare to make eye contact with him.

Wen Fei didn't know it himself, but others could see it clearly. Now every time Wen Fei practiced, there was a white light, like a cloud reflecting half of Tokyo City.

The next moment, he was back in modern times. The place where it appeared was still under the cliff in the Qilian Mountains.

But there was a slight accident here, it seems that because of the earthquake, the cliff collapsed, and the clouds that had been going to be there all year round were also dispersed. Finally, the palace in the middle of the cliff was discovered.

Such an archaeological discovery quickly attracted the archaeological team. Although Wen Fei didn't know if they had found the gold mine under the mountain, he thought that it wouldn't be long before he found it.

Although the gold mine has collapsed, even the river full of golden sand has been crushed by stones.

But there are too many places in the palace that are made of gold. Time is in a hurry, and it is impossible for Wen Fei to collect all the gold. What's more, who knows what the archaeological team's metal detector will occasionally find......

For these, Wen Fei does not have much confidence. Anyway, he himself has gained a lot. The gold he harvested this time can be calculated by the don't. If he can make a move, I'm afraid he can solve any of his financial problems.

Now near this cliff, it has become a huge archaeological site, with people coming and going. It seems that the cultural relics department attaches great importance to this archaeology, and even armed police come to stand guard.

I don't know if gold was found, or if the bodies of those foreigners were found.

Wen Fei mixed it out very easily, these are for Wen Fei. It couldn't have been easier.

All the way out of Qilian Mountain, fortunately. Wenfei didn't even go to rent a car, let alone leave any evidence. But Wen Fei was also afraid that he would find out that Peterson and those people came on the same plane as him and cause some trouble.

Fortunately, Peterson's people are sophisticated, and they all use fake identities, and the ones prepared for Wen Fei are also fake identities. Now it's all cheaper, Wen Fei.

However, Wen Fei, who is acting quite cautiously now, did not go to the plane. In his spiritual sense, going to the plane would have some trouble.

So Wen Fei didn't even take the train, and directly bought a ticket for a long-distance bus, ready to sit in Xi'an and then transfer. This should also be a relatively new experience!

However, almost as soon as he got in the car, Wen Fei had a little regret. I don't know which one lacks morality, and what long-distance sleeper cars are not safe, so they all change to hard seats......

This is completely the act of having his head caught in the crack of the door, and it is also something that those officials and old men decide to come out of with their buttocks. The plane crash rate doesn't seem to be lower than that of this coach!

Forget it, Master Wen only experiences it occasionally, and he doesn't sit and run for a long time. It's just a little bit of a complaint. No wonder the country is hard to change, isn't it?

That is, not long after Wenfei got in the car, he habitually began to deal with this backlog of phone notification text messages. Fortunately, his return to the Northern Song Dynasty this time was not too long, only a few days, and the mobile phone would not vibrate for half an hour in a row.

But now there are a lot of noble people in Wenda Heavenly Master, so he has also dealt with the backlog of business for half a day. Among them, Sam's phone calls are the most frequent.

Wen Fei vaguely knew what happened that day. He Wen Da Heavenly Master enjoyed the same incense and wish power as the sea in the Northern Song Dynasty, but he did not establish such a clear and clear faith channel as Sam.

Even Wen Fei could clearly feel the fanatical belief in Sam's heart. even made Wen Fei involuntarily feedback a force in the past.

Thinking of Sam, Wen Fei vaguely sensed Sam's existence in his mind. He could still feel Sam's piety.

"My lord!" Sam cried excitedly, startling the old men around him.

A group of them finally came to the pearl together. But he has never been able to contact Wen Fei, and even Sam, the guy who was given magic by Wen Fei. I don't feel any of Wen Fei's savings.

This made Sam a little flustered, if he could feel that his divine skills showed no signs of declining at all, then Sam would probably really wonder if Wen Fei, the future true god, had fallen. (To be continued......)