Meng Yi sat on the high platform and felt like there were ants crawling under his butt.
So shameful!
Cen Qiyun kept saying:
"I will praise the scarlet name of the most merciful,
Kneel before the eternal salvation,
Only your light can guide my way forward!"
In her opinion, a god who bestows blessings and power without asking for tribute is definitely worthy of this praise.
It only made Meng Yi even more uneasy.
Fortunately, the other party was crawling on the ground at this time, otherwise, if she looked up and saw the god in her heart like this, her faith would collapse.
Meng Yi kept encouraging himself in his heart: "Calm down, calm down, she is a lickspittle, she is a lickspittle..."
It took a lot of effort to regain my composure.
The next step is to let the other party practice his own way.
Normally, gods should have scriptures, religions, holy cities, etc.
But in the initial stage, keep everything simple.
Moreover, this thing should be compiled by believers. It would be weird for a god like him to say it in person.
Meng Yi had an idea.
The red mist in front of Cen Qiyun surged and gradually turned into a few lines of text.
She stared at the words with reverence, as if she wanted to carve these lines into her own soul.
This is a covenant compiled by Meng Yi imitating a certain religion from his previous life memories!
"1. You shall have no other gods before me."
“2. God’s lambs should love and unite with one another.”
“3. To praise my name is to practice my way.”
It’s not that he doesn’t want to create something like the Ten Commandments, but it’s not suitable in this world.
The followers of other gods are extremely evil, and asking their own followers to be friendly to others is like sending a fat sheep to their doorstep.
When faced with life and death, the believers of this world will truly abide by his creed!
The meticulous kind.
These three are enough!
As for what the problem is?
Of course not. He can take away the gifts or blessings of any believer at any time. In this world where people need the protection of gods, it can be said to be a disguised form of life and death.
Cen Qiyun's breathing became heavy. "I will definitely praise your name!"
Meng Yi's eyes were fixed on her. God couldn't give too many clear instructions and had to maintain a sense of mystery.
Although I really want to arrange for her to appease the believers, strengthen the flow of qi with me, try to seize other gifts... and so on.
But at the moment, he could only suppress his emotions and said calmly: "Back off."
Three creeds are enough for her to practice.
According to the style of the gods in this world, friendly believers cannot be fake.
I don't know how to spread the word, or how to get enough believers...
Cen Qiyun's figure faded and disappeared in the red fog space.
Meng Yi stood up, walked down the platform step by step, stood where Cen Qiyun had just stood, and looked up.
On the dome, the stars are shining brightly, behind the throne, angels are standing, hymns are resounding, and the huge palace is towering.
Meng Yi burst out laughing.
His figure gradually faded, and in the blink of an eye he appeared in his small room.
“This place is really small!”
Meng Yi felt a little uncomfortable having just come out of the majestic kingdom of God.
Go to sleep first, and go to the factory to resign tomorrow and get my salary settled, otherwise my entire net worth will be only fifteen yuan.
Meng Yi doesn't want to be a screw-driving god, and he doesn't want to stay in this small room all the time.
It is relatively easy for those who are blessed by God to make money, it just depends on whether they are willing to take risks.
Well... I'll contact Cen Qiyun tomorrow to learn about the feelings of the divinely blessed. Believers should love each other.
Meng Yi glanced at the bare bed and had no choice but to sleep with his clothes on.
Driving screws shouldn’t be that hard, right?
Then his expression turned strange.
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