Idle game leads to another world

A true God has many sacred objects.

These include artifacts, holy objects, holy places, holy sons (elect), and multiple sects of the same church.

For example, Lathander, he once came down to earth to fight a lich. The place where the saint descended is the holy place. Even now, believers of the Dawn Church still go there to worship every day.

He once shed a drop of divine blood in this battle. A Lathander priest who was worshiping found it and sealed it in a piece of amber and brought it back to the church.

This is the holy object.

In addition, God has many requirements for believers, and some requirements are not even proposed by God, but by believers. God thinks it is good and continues like this.

For example, the time, method, posture, position, etc. of prayer, the construction requirements of the temple, the requirements and process of sacrifice, and setting a few holy days to sing some hymns, just like the so-called Christmas, and have fun together.

Although most of these requirements are useless, it is this sense of ritual that is needed.

The older the gods are, the more settings there are in this regard, or it can be said that they have a deep foundation.

Let's take Losander as an example. Their holy day is the spring equinox, which is called the day of dawn. It symbolizes the beginning of the year. On this day, priests will sing the song of dawn to praise the arrival of the new year.

The temple is required to face the east, and priests must pray every day when the sun rises. In formal ceremonies, priests must wear corresponding clothes. Losander will also grant some miracles when seeing this.

But the interesting thing is that gods who are too old are not very particular in this regard.

For example, the mother of souls, Pharasma, does not require believers to wear uniform uniforms, nor does she have any prayer requirements. At most, she requires that the temple be built next to the cemetery and the priests guard the dead. Apart from that, there is nothing else.

This is because gods who are too old, most of their rules have been forgotten by mortals, especially those with few believers like Pharasma, so they seem to be less particular.

But no matter what, compared with them, Li Chengxi's foundation is obviously too thin. The only artifacts he has are the Demon King's Ring and holy objects...

I don't know if the instant noodles he gave to believers before count.

There is even less of a holy place. Even if Leon Territory is set as a holy place with the condition of "first appearing when the demon king returns", there is no obvious landmark. Believers don't know what to worship when they go there.

In short, this matter cannot be done in a day or two. Li Chengxi thinks that he can ask Viola to study a set of things later. Although we are newcomers among the gods, we still have to have what we should have.

——I just don't know if Viola can spare her hands recently.

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Da Yongli

May 13, 1155.

When the three of Aoerdai had already set up camp and were studying how to go next, the three people on Yang Yiyi's side had also boarded the passenger ship.

The three arrived in the town yesterday. After asking around in the morning, they finally found out that someone had seen a group of people in a hurry passing by here, and told Yang Yiyi clearly that the group of people in the world went to the southwest.

It is good news that we can find the direction clearly, but the damn thing is that good and bad are interdependent, so there is also bad news.

The bad news is that the group of people have been gone for almost seven or eight days...

Yang Yiyi and the other two chased them fiercely, but not only did they not shorten the distance, but they lengthened it.

There was nothing they could do about it, mainly because they had wasted too much time in the Lost Forest, which meant they had done nothing for three days. It was good enough to find out the direction.

And there was also good news. According to the information they had found out, the group of people left along the river on foot, so the three of them had a brief discussion and decided to chase them by boat.

This is much faster than relying on two legs, and it can at least shorten the distance.

At this time, the sky was gradually getting lower, and the sun was setting towards the west.

Yang Yiyi put away the fishing rod at the stern of the boat. She was bored on the boat and relied on fishing to pass the time. Today's harvest was not very good, only two silver carps, one large and one small. I wonder if the kitchen can cook them.

Just when I was about to go to the kitchen on the boat to ask, a burst of noise broke into my ears.

"A dead body has been fished out of the river."

"Ah? Dead body? Is there a war going on nearby?"

"Hey, it's probably some gangsters again, let's go and watch the excitement."

Listening to the passengers' whispers, Yang Yiyi suddenly felt something was wrong.

Fuck, could it be Ning Xian'er and her friends?

Thinking of this, Yang Yiyi quickly picked up the bamboo basket and carried the fish tank to where the crowd was gathered.

It's not uncommon to fish out dead bodies in the river. It's often said that fishermen can catch anything except fish. Although it's a joke, there are many dead bodies caught by fishermen.

It may be an accidental fall into the water, or it may be thrown into the water by someone. The cause of death is varied. The specific situation is the government's problem.

But the merger did not prevent the common people from going over to watch the excitement.

One side of the deck was already surrounded by brave people. Yang Yiyi was not very tall to begin with, and she couldn't see what it looked like even if she stood on tiptoe to look inside.

Just at this time, Wu Shaoyi and Qin Yan, who heard the noise, also came out of the cabin. Yang Yiyi quickly told them about her worries.

"This is easy to handle. Just look at me."

After saying that, Qin Yan was like a loach, whooshing into the crowd and quickly disappeared.

"Go away! What's so good about a dead body! I'll hand it over to the government when we get to the port."

The boatman dispersed the crowd watching the excitement, and Qin Yan also slipped back.

But his face didn't look very good.

"The deceased's clothes look like they belong to the Canglang sect, but I'm not sure about the cause of his death."

The Canglang Sect is somewhat famous, not a big sect, but they are not unknown either.

The most important thing is that Qin Yan remembers that among the martial arts comrades who were chasing clues about the people in southern Xinjiang, there were people from the Canglang sect.

"Do you know him?"

"The deceased had been soaked in water for several days. He was completely soaked and could not be distinguished."

Hearing what Qin Yan said, Yang Yiyi suddenly felt a little lucky that she hadn't squeezed over to take a look just now.

Wu Shaoyi thought:

"If I remember correctly, the Canglang Sect is a sect in the northern part of the Central Plains, and its disciples died here..."

"Sister Ning, something happened to them?!"

"Don't panic, Miss Yang. It's too early to say this now. With the cold-faced King of Hell, it's not easy to get her into trouble."

Yang Yiyi is a typical person who is confused when she cares. When she calms down and thinks about it, this is indeed the case.

Li Chengqi had told Yang Yiyi many times that Ning Xianer's attributes were like a Super Saiyan. Unless she was a master of Shen Qingluo's level, it would not be easy to keep Ning Xianer.

"Besides, if there is only one corpse, it means that the chasing martial arts comrades did not suffer serious losses. Maybe they were just attacked on the road."

Wu Shaoyi looked at Qin Yan, who was thinking about something, nodded and said:

"I don't believe that the heroes of our Sixteenth Village will be ambushed so easily. If there are fewer people to do it, they won't be hurt at all. Let's find out after we get off the boat tomorrow. A large-scale Jianghu fight will definitely have some consequences. Hearsay."

Although they said this, the three of them had a bad premonition in their hearts. After all, they were still in the Central Plains and had not yet reached Southern Xinjiang.

However, the martial arts people who were supposed to be hunters investigating the activities of the southern Xinjiang people are now more like prey and may be attacked at any time.