Low-end version system main god

Chapter 1050 Just Asking You If You Are Angry

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Xi Tong was stunned when he learned about the 131 trillion power of fanatical faith of the Son of the Moon.

If it is exchanged into fanatical faith coins, it can be exchanged for 1314 billion pieces. Such a huge power of faith can support Dashang's currency system for many years...

Xi Tong felt that it would not be enough to use Kong Fangzhai to close down.

You know, Fangshi only releases 10 fanatical belief coins for auction every day, 100 for festivals, and 1000 for the king's birthday.

This is still highly sought after, and the daily auctions are extremely fierce. Many gods collect materials and beliefs in various worlds, and then come to the big merchants to exchange them for faith coins, just to bid for the fanatical faith coins.

1 million ordinary power of faith is easy to get, as long as you have patience, you can surely accumulate it if you spend some time, but fanatical faith is not just about patience and time, it must be a chance.

A fanatical believer - a pious and firm believer from the bottom of his heart, not the kind of irrational lunatic, let alone a utilitarian with impure motives for going to heaven after death.

Pure to the extreme, pure to the extreme, is fanaticism.

The other gods racked their brains, racked their brains to confuse and fool believers, and they were still poor. The Son of the Moon did not fight or seek, and followed the Buddhist lineage, but obtained the power of faith that any god would be crazy about.

This is like the starting point. The writer who hit the street doesn’t have many subscriptions every day. He is so poor that he can’t afford food.

If you are angry, I will ask you if you are angry.

Many gods of non-chieftain blood will never get a true fanatic in their entire lives. Even if they do, in the short life of a fanatic, they will only contribute ten to twenty thousand fanatical powers of faith.

The gods will do everything possible to ensure that their fanatics are healthy, free from all diseases, prolong their lives, and gain some fanatical power of faith.

Therefore, the lives of true fanatics are full of divine help, and all dangers and difficulties can be turned into blessings, and everyone is a winner in a happy life with a happy life.

Xi Tong couldn't help thinking: If such a huge power of faith is ignited and consumed in one breath, what will happen?
Refining a divine weapon into a destructive divine weapon, strengthening a divine art to an unbelievable level, or creating an unprecedented perfect race out of thin air?
It's a pity that Moon Son has no talent for fighting, and has nothing but the accompanying osmanthus tree, so there is no use for such a huge power of faith.

Xi Tong couldn't help but ponder, 100 push-ups, 100 sit-ups, 100 squats a day, and then running can become a peerless powerhouse.

Singing, dancing, blowing flute, playing basketball, do they also have some incredible metaphysical power?
No, you have to find someone to try.

Changing the perspective, Xi Tong began to stare at the Son of the Moon.

This guy exchanged all the ordinary power of faith on his body and got 12 faith coins.

If anyone knew about this scene, they would only think of it as a poor boy in the country, and would never have thought that the wealth of this poor boy was enough to buy half or even the entire market.

Unfortunately, no one knows.

Kong Fangzhai, hosted by Zhao Gongming, keeps everything about the guests extremely confidential, which is also the root cause of winning the trust of the gods of the heavens and the world.

Fangshi, 33 Chongtian.

The Son of the Moon lifted his head up and let out a sincere exclamation.

I thought it was a bustling market, but I didn't expect it to be a world opened up alone.

Opening up a space is already a big deal, not all gods have this kind of means.

Not only has a space been opened up in front of him, but this space has also been expanded into a world, an incomparably huge world with 33 floors.

Like a shaft, the 33 heavens are arranged from bottom to top, and the shaft is the way to enter and exit the 33 heavens.

Looking up from the bottom is like looking up at the sky from the bottom of the sea, clear but somewhat unreal.

Moon Son was thinking about buying basketballs for the believers, so he looked away and searched on the first floor.

The basketball was not found, but a lot of strange things were found.

For example, medicinal materials such as ginseng, ganoderma lucidum, Polygonum multiflorum, Polygonatum, and Vermilion fruit are sold in many shops.

A hundred years, 500 years, a thousand years, 3000 years, 5000 years, ten thousand years...

The price of various medicinal materials gradually increases according to the year, and there are also 10-year-old and [-]-year-old ginseng. One of the pharmacies also offers a ginseng king that is tens of millions of years old.

The treasure of the town shop is not for sale, but after having this treasure, the reputation of the shop has also been enhanced a lot, attracting many customers.

Moon Son looked around and found that there were many gods in a hurry in the first heaven.

Yes, gods, many!

Before joining the Systemic God Sect, Moon Son had never seen other gods in thousands of years. Today, after seeing so many gods at once, Moon Son was stunned.

Subconsciously followed the footsteps of other gods to the pharmacy.

"Boss, 100 groups of 100-year-old ginseng, [-] groups of [-]-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and..."

Moon Son is very curious, is there any use for the hundred-year-old medicinal materials to the gods?

The god looked Moon Son up and down, and immediately understood that he was a newcomer to Dashang for the first time.

"Isn't it because of my host? It's not worrying. Let him go out of the officialdom, but set up a gang for a group of orphans. Isn't this buying medicine to make blood-activating pills and Qi-yi pills for him, so as to improve the strength of the team. "

Although he was cursing, the corners of his mouth still curled up involuntarily, as if he was...

show off.

The god continued to point out: "You will know when you buy a system. In fact, those pills can be purchased in stock at the pill shop in the second heaven. I am not poor. In order to save costs, hehe..."

"If you want to save costs, you can grow it yourself, but it's too time-consuming, it's better to buy spot."

The owner of the pharmacy immediately interjected, "My Lord God also has a store in Erchongtian. If you two need pills, you can visit XX store..."

The son of the moon was dizzy.

Host?what is that?
system?Is this thing still available?

Looking at the gods coming in and out of the medicine shop, ore shop, rare bird shop, animal shop, scroll shop, talisman shop, and other strange shops, Moon Son had a big question in his heart.

Are these gods buying resources to cultivate hosts?

Host, what exactly is it?
Unable to restrain himself, Moon Son walked towards the shop that sold the system.

Pay 1 belief coin, and then a prompt will appear on the chip: the payment is successful, the system is being generated, and the system is generated, please name the system.

______system
Since it is the lowest level 1 system, only two-character names can be used, and the length of the name can only be increased after upgrading the system level.

Many gods who want to write their names on it and let the host simply worship themselves are all scratching their heads.

This is too short to reflect my profoundness.

Moon Son did not use the simple and direct name of Luna System or Moonlight System, but chose the incomprehensible name of "Xiaogui System".

Osmanthus is his birthplace and home, his surname is Gui, and his host is naturally Xiaogui.

That's it.

Anyway, he was just doing it for fun, not for gain.

(End of this chapter)