Xiong Batian, nicknamed the Lord of Tiansha Palace by the group, licked his lips.
"Hey, Old Bear, that's wrong. It doesn't matter if there are more points. Anyway, it's already opened. Can you increase the explosion rate by ten times? The fragments of the space-time law in the secret realm of the past are truly rare!"
Another member named Wei Feng, whose nickname in the group is 'Zhizu Changle', is not satisfied at all and is very greedy!
Lin Buyan's body trembled. He thought that he was already strong enough to be fearless for the first time, but he didn't expect that there would be an expert?
"Brothers, calm down and don't say anything that is not conducive to unity!"
"I understand. Make a fortune in silence!"
“Done!”
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On the other side, Chen Yi and his gang members were surrounding a translucent illusory figure, looking it up and down.
Lin Yuyu was trembling with fear under the gaze of a group of people, and dared not say a word.
“Hiss~ Giving up the body in exchange for eternal soul, is this the way to worship the gods with incense?” Gu Yuan said with a strange look on his face: “But this incense… is poisonous. Once you accept this thing, you can no longer leave it. Without incense, your soul will be scattered!”
Ye Wuchen, who came over, nodded: "Yuanzi is right, the disadvantages are too great, and it is far from the normal practice system. It is better to live a carefree life than to have immortality at a price!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, indeed, it's obvious that this little cutie has a hard life!" Qin Sheng shook his head and sighed:
"There are similar examples of gods who absorb the power of faith in our Hidden Dragon Continent, but they have flesh and blood, and they satisfy believers only for the sake of cultivation. After achieving their goals, they directly harvest believers to cultivate their own supreme kingdom of God, and they are still free and easy. But she..."
"Instead, I am constrained by my followers and cannot do what I want. I have no freedom at all. If I want to be lazy, I will suffer backlash. This kind of practice and this kind of longevity are really tasteless!"
An Lan, who was also from the Western Fantasy Realm and was even chosen as the next God of Light, also agreed: "Brother Qin Sheng is right. Believers should serve the gods, not the gods serving the believers. The miracles that come are blessings, and you... are more like a servant of the believers!"
"She is not a believer's servant!" Fang Zheng's eyes were deep, and he said slowly: "This is a servant surnamed Li. She protects the peace of the area. Regardless of whether you are a believer or not, as long as you burn incense, you have responsibilities. You eat people's incense and do things for them!"
After hearing what Fang Zheng said, Gu Yuan, who was at a higher level, suddenly had an idea in his mind. He immediately looked at the group leader, who had been silent the whole time, and tried to test him:
"Boss, this incense system is very helpful in managing the grassroots and improving the luck, and it can greatly promote the evolution of the world. Do you want to transplant this system to your home country? I have some small suggestions, I don't know if I should tell you or not?"
"Oh? What's your opinion? Tell me about it." Chen Yi was very interested.
It was not difficult for him to transplant the incense god to Ziwei Continent. He just had to go to Lin Yuyu's Shenzhou world and directly ask the local Tianyu for the original template.
The real difficulty lies in how to eliminate the shortcomings of its original template and retain only its advantages, or even improve it further, so as to avoid a rough transplant that would cause Ziwei Continent to become incompatible with the local climate.
This project involves a wide range of aspects, and his ideas may not be suitable for everyone. Perhaps Gu Yuan can point out some issues that he has overlooked.
Gu Yuan paused, then said slowly: "You can just listen to my shallow opinion for fun. It is not a brilliant idea. I just thought that you need to have a general view of the situation and be far-sighted. You may not have noticed some minor details that do not affect the general direction, so I thought of cutting them off for you..."
"Stop, stop, stop!" Chen Yi raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "Let's talk about the matter, don't say nice words, I don't care about those."
The ancient saying comes from the fact that we should follow the good.
Fang Zheng quietly clenched his fist and thought secretly in his heart.
The poor imitators are still observing and analyzing whether the group leader cares or doesn't care.
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