"Do you think the name of Yongzhu is a bit strange?"

"Because in my Lord's eyes, you are intelligent, stupid, mediocre, and rational... There is no difference between them. Everything will eventually go to ruin..."

Zhong Shenxiu threw a book at random: "This is the book of my Lord, which contains the teachings of my Lord. You can take a good look..."

"I'm rude..."

Xiao Yezi kept kneeling and took the classics with both hands.

It was a thread-bound book, which looked a bit antique, but not thick.

She stroked the cover with her fingertips, and an indescribable touch echoed in her heart.

On the cover, there seemed to be a slight surging air, and countless phantoms appeared, which were the birth and death of one world after another, the decline of one world after another...

It runs through the whole, crosses the past and the future, and reaches eternity...

Xiao Yezi was almost obsessed with the infinite illusion. She bit her tongue suddenly, her mouth full of fishy sweetness, so she woke up and looked at the real cover.

On it, a line of words was written in a language that was not like this world.

She could understand the meaning.

It is - "The Book of Death"!

"My Lord is the only God. This world is on the verge of destruction. Only those who believe in my Lord can obtain redemption..."

Zhong Shenxiu continued: "He is great, He is everywhere, He can give the believers protection and strength..."

Xiaoyezi turned to the first page of "The Book of Death" and saw those strange words again.

It is very difficult to read, and they need to constantly understand and exchange their spirits... It is often a long time to read a line of words, and you will feel dizzy after reading them for a long time.

Even so, she seemed to understand a little and said, "Praise my Lord!"

"He is a great being in the boundless mystery, a mediocre master, and a ruined king!"

"At the same time, it is also the only light of redemption in the last days!"

...

Xiaoyezi's expression was a little fanatical with a pious expression, her voice was sometimes low and sometimes high, and her spirit was in a very strange state.

And in this state, she really seemed to see some indescribable great existence.

He has thousands of hands and thousands of eyes, like an ancient Buddha, emitting endless glory. A gap was cracked between his eyebrows, chest, back, and soles of his feet, and his eyes were spying around.

The next moment, she seemed to see an endless darkness, in which infinite symbols and mysterious symbols emerged, forming various images such as doors, rings, umbrellas, etc.

Then, the image of the great existence changed again.

It was an ancient god with dragon and tiger accompanying, purple air thirty thousand feet, and Taoist rhyme with natural success...

...

Thousands of people and thousands of faces, undetermined Dharma body!

Two lines of blood and tears flowed out from Xiaoyezi of Shancun's eyes. Although she received Zhong Shenxiu's permission, she was still affected by terror after sensing the Dharma body.

Her spirit has been completely changed and she has become a crazy believer of the uncertain Dharma body.

"Mortal Master!Mortal Master!"

Xiao Yezi in the mountain village shouted wildly, and a layer of sweet rain suddenly appeared on her body.

The mist like rain and dew lingered her whole body, regaining all her injuries and blood and tears.

"This is a little rejuvenation technique!"

Zhong Shenxiu smiled and said, "My Lord can give believers divine art, this is His great power! Divine art should not be used lightly. You must remember this in your mission in the future!"

This is also his attempt.

Although this is a world without demons, as long as someone recites the name of the indeterminate Dharma body and sacrifices his reason, he can serve as a transit station and give him certain extraordinary power.

Among them, most of the techniques come from the method of collecting vows in the reincarnation of the ghost immortals, and a small part comes from the study of the rationality of miraculous harvest.

As long as the realm reaches its level, this little trick will be very simple after being able to break it.

"If it weren't for the existence of the rancher, I could even use my own strength to launch a spiritual revival in this world..."

"Even if it doesn't work, it's good to sneak into some faith and take some rationality."

"After all, Guicheng killed millions of people in one go, and the rancher didn't do much. It seems that the cordon is still very high..."

Zhong Shenxiu thought to herself.

The mountain village Xiaoyezi has recovered. Looking at his smooth skin, he kneeled down even more piously: "Only believe in my Lord!"

She was already stunned by her ability.

This is extraordinary power!

The power that ordinary people cannot reach is completely controlled by her!

This alone is worth her swearing to follow her to the death.

In comparison, after using the magic technique, the slight confusion in mind is nothing.

"Yazi, Shancun, I appoint you as the saint of the Secretariat in Japan, responsible for all missionary matters in Japan, and hope you can work hard."

Zhong Shenxiu said casually.

This immature system, hidden dangers and expensive things, should be thrown to Japan to test it first.

But in the eyes of Xiaoyezi, this is supreme glory.

"Yes, Lord Pope, I will definitely work hard to complete the task."

"Well, then I'll ask you!"

...

There is no doubt.

A religion with a true god who can give divine art will definitely spread rapidly and its competitiveness will be unparalleled.

After all, there are no other extraordinary saints in this world except for the weird.

"Then let's go."

Zhong Shenxiu walked towards the hearse and opened the car door casually.

Don’t look at them as the leader of the Tantric Church and the saint, they sound very noble.

In fact, not only are there no luxury car drivers to pick them up, but even the first generation has to drive them in person. It is really full of the difficulties and hard work in the early stage of entrepreneurship, which makes those who hear them sad and those who see them cry...

Fortunately, Xiaoyezi in the mountain village has been completely changed and she didn't feel anything wrong. She sat in the back seat, holding the "Book of Death" and asked with a pious look on her face: "His Pope, what is the spirit?"

"It is a sign of the destruction of the world, a mercenary of hell, a minion of the abyss..."

Zhong Shenxiu smiled and said, "Although the magical arts given by my Lord can fight against evil, remember... the use of magical arts requires a price. If necessary, don't fight them..."

He also wanted to develop believers in Japan, if this saint's head was iron-headed, he would hit a big fool.

Then maybe he died that day and all his investments were wasted.

Therefore, it is better to be the best first.

Although the rational commission he received should be much lower than that of the trickster, if the consumption is too large, it will also be a sanatorium package.

In this demonless world, if you want to gain power, you must pay the price!

Even, it was a very heavy price!

"Then, you have to try to avoid an organization...it is called, Foundation!"

While turning on the steering wheel, Zhong Shenxiu mentioned some precautions.

However, he felt that after Xiaoyezi expanded the Secretology, he would definitely run into it.

By then, 80% of this mediocre leader will be given a big name again.

...

A bustling city, a certain street.

Yamazu Xiaoyezi walked out of the taxi, looked at the shadows disappearing from the block, and bowed deeply.
Chapter completed!