The hall master gestured to the deputy next to him, and the deputy suddenly understood, grabbed a handful of silver and copper coins, and stuffed them into the nearest villager without saying anything. When he was done, he said in a loud voice, "Okay, next one." ”

Who doesn't like money? Money can make life more comfortable, especially pie in the sky, don't want it in vain. So the people behind looked at the situation and went up to receive the letter suspiciously.

When everyone saw that they could really get a huge sum of money for nothing, these villagers were excited.

"Don't worry, don't worry, you guys line up. ”

The hall master stood and watched his subordinates divide the money, and at the same time preached to the villagers.

"Pray to God and worship Buddha, and what you ask for is nothing more than peace and wealth. Look at the way you are now, you have begged all your life, but what do you get in the end? Aren't you still living by guarding one acre and three points of land? Our sect leader said that people must have pursuits in this life. You have planted the fields for a lifetime, what is the meaning of living a life like this and living a day?"

"If you want peace of mind, then you might as well join our Divine Cult. As long as you join our Divine Religion, tell you that our Divine Religion loves each other, and one side will support each other in times of difficulty. ”

"If you join our Divine Cult, you will definitely not want to farm again. ”

"Why?" someone asked curiously.

"All this money is trivial, and it is not in our eyes at all, and the money we pay for a meal can buy your family's land. You say, 'Do we still need to farm?'

"If you want to be rich, as long as you join our Divine Religion, you can enjoy endless money, drink good wine every day, and eat beautiful food. The beauty marries seven, three wives and four concubines, and gives birth to seven cubs a year. ”

......

The hall master spat and pointed out the country, and the words were excited, and he painted a perfect future for these ignorant villagers to his heart's content. The villagers were immediately attracted by his words and couldn't help but yearn for it.

Unbeknownst to the Demon King, his subordinates had sucked Shaolin believers into the Cult.

The way back was peaceful. In the huge rivers and lakes, the masters who enter the stream are almost wiped out, and those fish who slip through the net just want to make trouble, and they are helpless. Perhaps knowing that the Divine Cult has now become a great trend, continuing to fight against the Divine Cult is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg, so there are many people who have defected to join the Divine Cult along the way. For a time, the power of the Divine Cult sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, blooming everywhere in the land of Shenzhou.

Those who did not want to take refuge in the Divine Cult and were afraid that disaster would come to their door, so they went incognito.

As soon as he left the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, he set foot on the land of Tibet. Those who had long known the news that the Divine Cult was coming, regardless of whether they were big or small, closed their doors with their tails between their tails.

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Now that Zhang Feng has achieved great martial arts and has stood at the pinnacle of this world, his vision is no longer limited to the present, but compared with the masters of the past, the present and the future.

Of course, compared with the masters of the past, the present and the future, his ranking is also high.

'When it comes to attacking, I may not be the first, but when my peerless magic weapon is forged...... As for the recovery of fù power. It is even more contemptuous of everyone. My Demon Cloud Step is not a vegetarian either. Defense...... My Demon Cloud Body Technique has not yet encountered an opponent. Zhang Feng muttered to himself in his heart. Of course, if compared to Bodhidharma's Vajra is not bad, his defense really has nothing to show off.

'If I cultivate the Golden Bell Jar, even if it is a fair battle, I will be the first person in ancient and modern times to win by qualifications. Zhang Feng couldn't help but think about it. He took out a book from his bosom and thought about it secretly. Only compare with others. Only then can he have goals and the motivation to move forward.

In fact, as long as the peerless divine weapon is cast, even the golden bell jar can be broken. It's just that Zhang Feng doesn't want to rely too much on external objects, too much on foreign objects. It will make you dependent, and thus lose the motivation to move forward.

Sitting in the carriage, Zhang Feng carefully read the cheats in his hand. It took a long time for him to withdraw his gaze and close the book. Shaking his head, he looked at the cheats in his hand and sighed secretly. The idea is good, but the reality is very helpless.

The golden bell jar has a unique method of exercising the heart, which is contrary to Zhang Feng's internal force. Unless he transforms his own power into the unique mental method of the Golden Bell Jar, the Golden Bell Jar does not want to be successful in cultivation, even if his internal strength is very subtle.

This golden bell jar was created by Bodhidharma for himself, and it fits him very well. My internal strength is very different from the Buddhist mind, but I can't achieve success. Zhang Feng sighed regretfully. Although his internal strength is transformed by the Yi Jin Jing and other mental methods, the internal force after the transformation can no longer be linked to the Yi Jin Jing, and the attributes of the internal force are almost completely different. Although it is a pity, Zhang Feng will not destroy the city wall by himself, and change his internal strength to the heart method of the golden bell jar.

After sighing, Zhang Feng suddenly felt as if he had caught something, but he couldn't catch the fleeting aura when he thought about it.

"What the hell is it?" Zhang Feng muttered in a low voice. After thinking about it, he couldn't figure out what to do, he suddenly became a little irritable, and shouted: "Bring that old monk to me." ”

The old monk who can make him care about is naturally a sweeping monk. Except for the sweeping monks, Zhang Feng has not looked at those who have been arrested until now, not to mention that Zhang Feng has to 'entertain' the sweeping monks every day.

Soon, the sweeping monk was brought.

Since being severely injured by Zhang Feng, the sweeping monk's face has remained pale for half a month, his emaciated figure looks thin, and it seems that the injuries in his body have not improved.

This is also Zhang Feng's deliberate doing, you must know that the sweeping monk's martial arts are not weak, and it will be a headache for him to escape. Therefore, Zhang Feng never let him get better, and personally sealed his whole body every day to prevent him from escaping.

Zhang Feng stared at the sweeping monk for a long time before he said slowly: "Ever since I knew about your existence, I have treated you as the number one enemy, reminding myself every moment not to relax, you have almost become my obsession." But now it seems to me that you are no match for me. ”

"Amitabha, the Demon Lord has outstanding strategy, and if he is defeated at your hands, you can indeed breathe a sigh of relief. The old monk's tone was flat, and he looked like life and death were out of the way. When he opened his mouth to say that he was defeated by the Demon Lord's strategy, he naturally meant that the Demon Monarch sneak attacked, not that he lost in martial arts in a dignified manner. It can be seen that the old monk capsized in the gutter, and he was very unconvinced.

"I know you're not convinced, do you think we're going to fight fairly, what are your chances of winning?" Zhang Feng asked with a sneer.

"Amitabha, victory and defeat are not based on words, but by comparison. The old monk glanced at Zhang Feng and said unhurriedly.

"The old monk is really treacherous and cunning, do you think that the method of agitation will be useful to me? Zhang Feng sneered.

"Hehe!" The old monk smiled, looking like he was really like this, as if he was laughing at Zhang Feng for being timid.

Zhang Feng's mood is not wavering, along the way, he has not seen anything, his heart is firm, and any ridicule and insult can be dealt with calmly. (To be continued......)