Resurrection of Shinto

Ying Huazhou!

After three years of peace in the world, Ying Huazhou has emerged from the chaos of war and has completely restored calm.

The great chaos caused by the Great Weekend of the previous dynasty has disappeared from the minds of the people. The fields that were originally barren are now being cultivated again.

A busy figure in the field, they are sweating and planting seeds continuously.

A woman in a white dress, with noble temperament, like a nine-day fairy, is standing by the field, quietly gazing at the scene ahead, her expression is calm, and she follows many people in brocade robes.

The female jade hand pointed to the field ahead, and calmly spoke: "The spiritual energy contained in this place has reached the standard. It is no longer an ordinary world. It has been promoted to a spiritual field and can be recorded. There is no need to plant vulgar objects here, but spiritual seeds can be planted."

"According to Wu Cifu of the Great Chu, the nine ranks of Xianfan, which can barely enter the ranks of the nine ranks of common customs,"

A middle-aged man with a black beard, with joy on his face, hurriedly stepped forward and preached: "This time I'm troubled by Wu Miaozhu, I will visit myself."

"This year's Lingtian, and the harvest of Chen's Lingtian are willing to dedicate all of them to the city **** empress."

Wu Miaozhu looked at the middle-aged man and was silent for about ten breaths before he slowly nodded and preached, "Well, for the sake of your filial piety, I will accept it on behalf of the gods."

"This year's festival, your Chen family can get a place."

The middle-aged man was overjoyed and thanked him again and again for his sermons: "Thank you for your wishes."

Wu Miaozhu nodded slowly, and walked away slowly. The white shoes under his feet were spotless and gradually disappeared from the middle-aged man's vision.

Wu Miaozhu slowly walked back to Zhoucheng and came to a temple.

The temple occupies a magnificent area. It still occupies a large area on the bustling streets of Zhoucheng. And outside the streets, there are a large number of believers,

A devout believer continued to walk into the temple.

After the Wumiaozhu came, the believers saluted one after another along the way, and gradually walked into the temple hall.

The main hall of the temple is about twelve meters high, and one of the ten-zhang gods stands in the center. This is a prince sitting upright and wearing a comb.

Standing aside was a woman wearing a red gauze. The woman looked like a maid, standing by the statue of the prince.

A faint golden light permeated from the idol, and the shining hall was golden, full of solemnity and sacredness.

Wu Miaozhu first walked to the central statue, picked up a side of joss sticks, personally prayed for three consecutive times, and put the scented candles in the incense burner, only then came to the side of the woman statue, looked at the woman statue, her face was compassionate, compassionate, compassionate to the world .

Nodding subconsciously, it is this temperament that the city **** empress is merciful and compassionate, saves all living beings, believes in the city **** empress, has many children and grandchildren.

A divine light fell from the statue, and Wu Miaozhu disappeared in the main hall, but it did not cause a sensation among the believers on the side. This scene has not known how many times it has happened, and it is known that Wu Miaozhu has entered the gods of the city **** empress.

Holy area!

As you can see, it is relatively simple and white, without too many buildings. ,

There was only one hall, standing majestically in front, and the bluestone paved ground spread to the feet of Wu Temple Zhu.

Wumiao Zhu walked to the main hall on a familiar road, and saw a Fang Nihuang wearing a red dress, lying in the central area of ​​the main hall without an image.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, he raised his head to look at the source of the sound, and saw Wu Miaozhu step by step closer.

Wu Miaozhu looked at her own god. At this time, this salted fish looked like she was unlovable, and she took a deep breath, bent down her slender waist, and spoke. Said: "Respect God?"

"Why haven't you been promoted yet?"

"Remember that when I left the state city, your divine power was enough. According to reason, I left the state city to inspect the counties of Yinghuazhou. It has been more than a month. Your **** should be promoted to the city **** of Yinghuazhou. , So as to solidify our foundation, put an end to those unsuspecting guys, and continue to seek the position of Huazhou State City God."

Fang Nihuang looked at Wu Miaozhu and replied lazily: "After sleeping, I will forget it when I get up."

Wu Miaozhu, who knows his own god-respecting nature, personally helped Fang Nihuang and preached in a urging tone: "It's not too late to get promoted now."

"The **** is still the first, and he is truly promoted to a **** from the sixth rank."

"Being at the first place under the Spirit King, occupying the first position, the position of the city **** in the southern capital in the future, and the position of the city **** in the capital of the capital, is also a god."

Fang Nihuang shook his head slowly, with blue silk flying all over his head, preaching in a flat tone: "Why?"

"Everything is the first. It's tiring to live like this."

Wu Miaozhu lifted Fang Nihuang up, a pair of beautiful eyes gave out a sharp light, and his tone was passionately preaching: "I was born first, but everything goes wrong. I have never been first."

"I can't, but God can."

"Shen Dao has a bright future. The Spirit King has been promoted continuously from the Ninth Rank ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and the future is more than this. If the gods are not the first and do not fight, they will not be able to keep up with the Spirit King's promotion. Of course everyone is on."

"Self-Ling King opens incense, I work day and night, day by day, just want to respect God first."

"It is not only the first this time, but the future will always be the first. It will firmly occupy the high position of Shinto until the day when there is no way to advance and no way to advance."

Fang Nihuang looked at Wu Miaozhu, stretched out his hand to gently stroke the other's hair, and slowly shook his head, saying: "You are too tired to live like this. I shouldn't have left you behind and let you wish for the temple, otherwise I would have lived long ago. Free days."

Wu Miaozhu didn't talk nonsense, and urged to preach: "Zun the gods hurry up, if during this time, let other gods get ahead, then everything is over."

Fang Nihuang nodded slowly, his eyes were strong, and the stubborn Wu Miaozhu moved away.

The divine power was born continuously, following a certain kind of traction, and began to rush away mightily.

Ten thousand drops of golden divine power, 20,000 drops of golden divine power, 30,000 drops of golden divine power disappeared in an instant, and the divine power that was constantly dissipating came to an abrupt end.

In the darkness, words with endless majesty sounded: "Promoted Fang Nihuang to be a city **** from the sixth rank of Huazhou Prefecture!"

Divine Dao Talismans instantly gave birth to a series of lines, which became more complex and more mysterious.

After about a quarter of an hour, all the visions dissipated, and Wu Miaozhu had already retreated to the edge of the gods, feeling the pressure, and showing a deep joy.

Fang Nihuang slowly opened his beautiful eyes and looked at Wu Miaozhu, his head tilted slightly, and his tone was distressed, saying: "Hey, why do I have 20,000 drops of my divine power left? I thought I would use up all of it. When will my divine power return? too much."

"I do not know how!"

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