Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

In the blink of an eye, 10 days have passed, and the work of picking eggs in the cage education has finally come to an end.

Huang Feihu left Xiaoxuanguan with a whole body of chicken shit and resentment on his face.

He had thought that his dear nephew Yin Ze would be able to make a fool of himself.

Who would have thought that the nephew's cronies would be even more aggressive in this regard.

He didn't understand, what's so good about picking this egg?

Why do you have to separate out double yolk eggs and triple yolk eggs?

The dignified King Wucheng of the township actually bent his old waist and tossed eggs for ten days, and he felt aggrieved just thinking about it!

What made him even more embarrassed was that, for the past ten days, he watched Yin Jiao picking wool.

In the past ten days, the Huilong Cult has walked out of Xiaojunguan, and spread out over a hundred miles from Xiaojunguan, a total of three large cities and more than ten villages and towns.

The number of believers has exceeded 500,000.

It is the so-called number of 500,000 believers that makes Huang Feihu extremely depressed.

The 500,000 water is too much.

There are at least 300,000 in it, which were faked by the wool-picking brigade in Yinjiao, and the number of true believers is less than 200,000.

The 70,000 people organized by Yinjiao, in batches, came to pick wool every day.

Leaving a series of fake names, he happily led the eggs away, then turned around and went to the place where the eggs were collected next door to sell the eggs.

As the current general manager of logistics and chief financial officer of Huilongjiao, Huang Feihu was distressed to death.

In the past ten days, Yin Jiao was able to scavenge at least hundreds of thousands of large shells every day.

Hundreds of thousands!

How can this be washed to death in Baixiang Pavilion!

"Prodigal thing, if you can't do anything in the end, let's see how I will clean you up after I go back!" Huang Feihu clenched his fists tightly. This was the 672nd time he had the urge to beat Yin Ze violently in the recent period of time.

Compared with Huang Feihu, whose negative energy was soaring to the sky, Han Rong, the vice-leader of the Cage Sect, was very motivated.

He didn't understand Han Shu's plan that could attract Devilish Qi's vision, but he had absolute confidence in Han Shu.

So every day is as high as fighting chicken blood.

Today, the first step of the plan, and the most tedious and complicated sorting work is finally over.

Han Rong looked at the 10,000 double-yellow eggs and 600 triple-yellow eggs in front of him, and showed a sincere smile.

He calmed down his excitement a little, and then squeezed the magic formula with both hands.

These 10,600 eggs were blessed with special ware patterns and symbols using the special techniques recorded in the art of casting wares of Guoyun.

After his blessing, these eggs will not deteriorate even if they are placed for a hundred years, and they will not be damaged by mortals hitting them with a hammer.

After doing all this, Han Rong contacted Han Shu.

"Brother, the preparatory work has been completed!"

"How about the preparation of the staff?"

"Also ready. I have a good seedling under my command. It's absolutely no problem to leave this matter to him."

"Okay, old Han, you must do it well, I am far away in Xiqi and can't get there. This is a great responsibility for His Royal Highness, so I will ask you!"

After the two hung up the subpoena, Han Rong called the young servant in Tsing Yi, who was particularly intelligent in the workplace.

"Wang Lin, it's your turn to appear."

"Understood, Master Leader, rest assured!"

The blue-shirted boy named Wang Lin replied earnestly, and immediately went back and changed into a gorgeous suit, with beautiful jade on his waist, precious boots on his feet, and hair tied with a low-quality Magic Treasures-level belt.

This dress, at first glance, is extravagant. Compared with the poor and sour who wore a green shirt ten days ago, it is completely heaven and earth.

At about noon, the time for the return to cage teaching to open the door every day finally arrived.

The door of the Daotang opened, and outside the Daotang, as always, there was a large group of people waiting to enter the church to receive eggs.

It has to be said that Yin Ze's new method of fighting Xixila, the method of giving away eggs for the opening of supermarkets, and the method of hyping up and recycling eggs are combined, and in this simple era, they are completely nuclear weapons.

The Huilong Cult did not open the Daotang to a new place. As long as they opened the door to collect people, there would basically be no way of living according to Heavenly Dao or the Sansheng Cult.

In these turbulent years, people believe in religion in order to seek spiritual comfort, and believing in Muslim religion can not only get spiritual comfort, but also economic benefits. Only fools will refuse to join Muslim religion.

When the Huilong Sect opened the door and set down the dharma platform, the people of Wuyangyang gathered around.

Of course, at least half of the people here are members of Yinjiao's wool-raising team.

With the spiritual treasures given by Yuanshi Tianzun, these people can change into a new face every day, so they don't have to worry about things being exposed.

There are even some who are sullen in their hearts, and they are eager for the matter to be exposed. After provoking the return to the cage to teach them to be ashamed and angry, they stopped the activity of delivering eggs.

In that way, they can discredit the Huilong Sect with great fanfare, and let his Highness Yin Jiao's Shun Heavenly Dao rush to the clouds on the corpse of the Huilong Sect!

"Hey, look at that person."

Some of the members of the scouring wool brigade frowned in surprise, and quickly poked their companions, motioning him to look at Wang Lin.

They get a new face every day.

But Wang Lin can't.

Therefore, for these members of the slaughtering wool team, almost all of them knew Wang Lin, who was busy with returning to the cage every day.

In the past, Wang Lin, dressed in a tattered green shirt, looked very poor. If he was not a particularly active member of the Sharia Religion, he would appear every day, and he would not have the right to be remembered.

But today's Wang Lin is a bit more powerful.

This dress is better than those worn by the dignitaries in the city, especially the Magic Treasures-level headband on the head.

These are Magic Treasures!

For mortals without Cultivation Base, Magic Treasures are simply the most extravagant things in the world.

Not to mention mortals, even many qi refiners who have stepped into the cultivation path don’t have the same Magic Treasures in their hands!

Wang Lin changed his guns to cannons today, blinding people's eyes.

I was riding a second-hand bike yesterday, so don't touch me today.

"This kid has made a fortune!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, just the Magic Treasures on his head, even the salary I've saved for 50 years can't afford it."

"Damn it, if Wang Lin dares to act alone, the daddy will definitely rob him!"

More and more people noticed Wang Lin's changes, and various discussions rang out.

Of course, jealous lemon extract is the most.

Who made this boy Wang Lin particularly irritating? Before a stick of incense was available, he wiped the hair band on his head no less than twenty times, and shook his head from time to time as if he was having a convulsion, as if he was afraid. People can't see that he made the same thing.

Some people in the scouring wool brigade couldn't help it. After discussing it with his accomplices, he separated from the crowd and squeezed to Wang Lin's side.

"You are Senior Brother Wang Lin, right? Zhao Wu is a newcomer who has just joined our Cage Sect. Please accept it with a little care, please accept it..."

The man smiled flatteringly, took out a big shell from his cuff and sneakily wanted to stuff it into Wang Lin.