Having not seen them for three years, the thought of my fellow disciples fills me with immense anticipation and excitement.
Everyone has grown up, I wonder what they've all become, and Master, he must have grown into an unparalleled figure.
Above a village.
"Master, there's a question I've always wanted to ask."
After helping another village wipe out the Blood-Clad Alliance, Ji Fanya put away his frying pan and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Why did those people all pray at that shrine when they asked for help?"
"The power of protection".
Seeing Jun Feijue looking over, Di Moyu's expression softened slightly, and he said in a calm voice, "In this empire, the faith of all the Emperor's subjects will also be fed back to them with protective power, which is equivalent to a barrier that can resist evil forces to a certain extent."
"So that's how it is."
Upon hearing this, Ji Fanya nodded knowingly, "No wonder they pray to the ancestral hall for protection when they encounter danger. But that protective power doesn't seem to be very useful."
“These people are not devout believers.”
Di Moyu gently shook his head. "They only prayed to Buddha when they encountered danger. How could they receive the greatest protection? This faith power is accumulated over time. It may seem insignificant on ordinary days, but it can be a lifesaver in critical moments. That is why some villages can stand firm, while others are breached in an instant."
"Oh, I knew it, so that's how it is."
Ji Fanya nodded knowingly, then shrugged and said, "That's true. Who told them not to make proper offerings? Nothing can be obtained without effort."
"That's exactly right."
Di Moyu nodded slightly, then his gaze sharpened as he looked ahead and said, "We've arrived."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked up and saw the gate of Qingfu Academy in front of them.
"Who goes there...?"
Sensing someone approaching at the door, the gatekeeper was about to ask a question when he looked up and excitedly exclaimed, "Professor Jun, you're finally back!"
"Professor Jun!"
"The Black Martial Gang! The Black Martial Gang members are back!"
"..."
Upon hearing this, countless students passing by excitedly gathered around.
The remarkable achievements of Jun Feijue and his team over the past three months have already spread throughout most of the empire, and the students have naturally received the news as well.
The Black Martial Gang has not only become the savior of the empire, but also a heroic figure in the eyes of the students of Qinfu Academy!
A group of powerful teenagers routed the Blood-Clad Alliance.
Although such a thing may sound unbelievable, it is undoubtedly an encouraging ray of hope in this apocalyptic time.
Therefore, this thing, which seems absurd in ordinary times, was not only accepted by everyone without any obstacles, but also spread at an extremely fast speed.
"What's going on?"
Seeing this, Ji Fanya and the others were completely baffled.
He remembered that the Black Martial Gang had only been established by Shi Keliang in the Demon Cuisine Class, so there was no reason for it to be so famous.
"Pot Master!"
"The one with the frying pan is definitely it!"
"..."
Before the group could figure out what was going on, Shi Keliang and his gang of lackeys rushed up. After a moment of stunned silence, they recognized Ji Fanya without a doubt.
"Grandpa Guo, you're finally back!"
Shi Keliang took two steps forward and crawled onto the ground to hug Ji Fanya's calf. "If you don't come back soon, the Black Martial Gang will be gone!"
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