Global Gods of Oriental Mythology MOD

　　 The method of making Reiki Fountain is very simple.

　　 Make a device similar to a conversion device, pulling energy from the void and transforming it into aura.

　　 But it needs extremely pure aura to activate and maintain this device.

　　 Lingshi is equivalent to kinetic energy.

　　 In other words, Lingshi is originally a product of highly condensed aura.

　　 is probably similar to the principle of a nuclear power generator, but the difference is a bit big.

　　 Lu Yan:? ? ? ? ?

　　 This thing, he can make it now.

　　The only problem is that you need to consume incense to set up this transformation device.

　　 is not much, just ten million incense, can construct a spiritual spring.

　　 Well, not much.

　　 Lu Yan nodded, but the problem is that he only has more than 10 million incense sticks in total!

　　 Therefore, the problem went back to the original point. To construct an oriental mythological system and create an organization similar to the heavenly court, it must be put on the agenda as soon as possible, not only for merit, but also for incense.

　　 Then he looked at the current drawings and the manufacturing method.

　　Golden Light Talisman, Zhenshan Seal, Flying Boat, Spirit Exploring Mantra.

　　 There are also a thousand assailant test failures in his God's Domain.

　　 This thing was originally given to him by Zhong Li, and it was used to deduce the construction technology of this super civilization.

　　 Just a Tiangongdian race, and then live together.

　　According to his original thinking, the goblin should be a good candidate for Heavenly Works Hall.

But the problem is that when Lu Yan saw the appearance of the goblin with his own eyes, he discovered that this dirty, sloppy, and irrational race seemed to be good for low-level races, but if it was used to study the Eastern mythology system Some of the magic weapons here are difficult to bear.

　　 Originally, Lu Yan still had the mentality of just in case.

　　 enlightened a goblin, and the initial 6 intelligence directly dispelled his thoughts, even the white ape can't match it.

　　 After searching for a long time, Lu Yan finally found a race suitable for the Temple of Heaven.

　　 The Piltworth family.

　　 advocates science, is good at research, art, innovation, and treats every experiment meticulously, and more importantly, loves cleanliness.

　　 No matter how you look at it, he is the most suitable race candidate for Tiangong Palace.

　　 There is only one small problem.

　　 Mrs. Piltewo, belongs to the creation **** system.

　　 is not the other minor gods, but the life gods of Yanhuang Kingdom, and one of the five supreme gods with the supreme gods.

　　The country established by the creation gods in the main world is called the United States of America.

　　 But in the past few thousand years, there has been a little conflict between the Yanhuang Republic and the United States of America.

　　 So the United States of America promulgated a law to block all transactions facing the Yanhuang Kingdom, which naturally includes the Divine Realm race.

　　 But Lu Yan always felt that the current president of the United States, who made this decision, looked like he was about to step down.

　　 It seems that because of his policies, Market America has begun to experience a certain degree of decline in national strength.

　　 Some congressmen are already discussing whether to awaken the sleeping supreme **** of creation and elect a new president.

　　 But no matter what, as long as the current president is still there, the laws he promulgated will be effective.

　　 It’s just that, compared to the federal laws that are signed by the five permanent members of the Federation, all federal citizens unconditionally abide by the federal law.

　　The laws of a single country, even the laws of the five permanent members.

　　 Everyone opens one eye and closes the other.

　　 The place where you open your eyes is naturally the main world, and you will not let go of all the ghosts, extrajudicial fanatics who dare to break the law.

　　 The place where the eyes are closed is naturally the border battlefield, and the planes are all broken. It's normal to sneak in a few mice that violate the laws of a single country.

　　 There are too many gods in various countries on the border front. Isn’t it normal that there are gods who don’t know the laws of other countries?

　　 Lu Yan is going to be located in the lower space of the plane, such a black market trading place.

　　 The lower layer of the battlefield, the most central area.

　　 There is a huge realm of God, or the kingdom of God, which is more appropriate.

　　Because its owner is a **** with weak power.

　　 Above the Kingdom of God, there is a vast ruined hall that stands tens of thousands of miles in the void.

　　 parked his own God's Domain outside the empty wharf outside the main hall, and Lu Yan walked into the main hall.

　　 The dim, colorless, empty hall, except for the pillars, has no decoration at all, and looks extremely dilapidated.

　　Anyone who has come here for the first time, if they hadn't seen the kingdom of God below, would never have thought that this place was the residence of a **** with weak divine power.

　　 "Old man, is it so economical? Even if the light doesn't rise, now even the decorations are sold?"

Behind the main hall, an old man lying on his back, with a strong light on his body, coldly snorted, "You know the **** of the fart! Isn't it necessary to raise the light? I'm talking about it, I don't raise the gods. Light, look at which bastard, dare to run wild with me!"

After a pause, the old man said happily, "If you want me to say, Lu Xiaozi, you should also remove the divine light on the plane of the gods, I have calculated it, every ten thousand years, enough to save a little divine power. !"

　　 "Come on, you think I am you! I have to dare to take away the divine light from the plane I occupy, and those guys are sure to immediately treat my plane as a non-subject plane, and the arrangement is clear!"

　　 A little supernatural power is equal to one million credit points in the main world.

　　 10,000 years, saving one million credit points, this old man, as a god, can do it well.

"Frugality! Frugality! You are not frugal, where does the power of becoming a **** come from!" The old man shook his head. UU reading www.uukanshu.com exclaimed, young people nowadays don’t even know that they become gods. How difficult is it to be promoted to supernatural power.

The old man thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he flaunted, "I'm only 80% away from low-level divine power. In a few hundred thousand years, if I accumulate enough divine power, I will be able to reach low-level divine power! How about you? use?"

　　 "Good! Good! Your old man is amazing!" Not knowing why, Lu Yan suddenly thought of the little brother who had been promoted from a demigod to a high power in ten to twenty thousand years.

　　 This old man was also born as a commoner. He had no resources and no background. By virtue of luck, he became a **** with weak power, and then he was stuck for two to three hundred thousand years.

　　 Although the divine power stage, it only needs to simply accumulate divine power.

　　 But just like a previous life, an ordinary person who wants to make enough money to fill the entire planet is impossible. It is simply that even if all the planets are made into money, they will be dissatisfied.

　　The same is true for the gods, who want to rely on their own gods’ domestic belief races to promote their supernatural powers.

　　 It is necessary to plunder the beliefs of other worlds and use the beliefs of other worlds to achieve oneself.

　　 So, two genres appeared.

　　 One is to fight the different planes and grab it directly for you.

　　 One kind is to stay in the main world, develop the gods, rely on the mind, and earn the belief in other worlds through trade.

　　 It is a pity that the old man is afraid of death.

　　 In the end, there was no way, and came to such a border battlefield as a temporary federal worker who guarded the lower space of the battlefield and protected the demigods.

　　 Relying on the fixed supernatural power issued by the Federation every hundred years, plus, it’s okay to secretly smash the selling point, and the resource races that a single country prohibits trading, barely mix life.