All Heavens Gou Xian

A man in a black robe came in outside the door, knelt in front of the statue of the real creator, and asked humbly, "God servant, listen to your will."

Mr. A's beautiful face showed a bit more majesty, and he said in a serious tone: "Son of the Lord, our great Son of God is about to descend on Backlund." '

"During this time, stop all super-standard activities and prepare for the arrival of the Son of God!"

"Son of the Lord!" The man in the black robe raised his head in surprise, then quickly lowered his head, and said in an excited tone, "I will follow your will and welcome the Son of God!"

Mr. A nodded in satisfaction and prepared to leave the basement.

"An envoy of God..." The man in a black robe who was lying on the ground raised his head slightly, and asked cautiously, "Do you have any information about the Son of God? It will be convenient for us to prepare for it."

"Information about the Son of God..." Mr. A's beautiful face showed confusion. There was nothing written in this scripture, and even the name of the Son of God was not left.

But in front of his subordinates, Mr. A was unwilling to expose his ignorance, and pondered for a moment: "The will of the Lord is everywhere. Under fate, the Son of God will naturally find us."

"During this period, you pay close attention to the outsider with outstanding appearance. It is very likely that the Son of God will come."

The man in the black robe nodded suddenly, stood up and revealed himself, he was a refined and handsome middle-aged gentleman.

The Aurora Club refuses to recruit ugly ones. Belief in evil gods these days also requires appearance.

The reason why Mr. A and the man in the black robe can become believers of the real creator is because their faces conform to the aesthetics of the real creator.

And as the Lord's heir, the appearance of the Son of God must be more in line with the Lord's aesthetics, and it is extremely outstanding.

……

Tingen

On a sunny afternoon, with the breeze blowing a little bit of comfort, Luo Feng sat lazily on a chair and enjoyed the Communion Dixie Pie and sweet iced tea.

Ah Meng, who finished communicating with the old father, came out from the basement, the corners of his eyes were slightly red and swollen, it seemed that the child was crying a lot.

"How's the communication going?" Luo Feng asked with a smile

Ah Meng took a deep breath and seriously replied: "His condition has improved a lot. He has been scolding me just now, but there is still a long way to go before he can get rid of his depravity."

"Old Maozi is also a man of temperament." Luo Feng sighed, and then said: "You can influence him temporarily, but if you want to get him out of this state, you can't rely on you alone."

Ah Meng nodded, and said helplessly, "We need a lot of anchors to stabilize my father's state, but the Church of the Seven Gods will never allow us to preach in an open and honest manner." '

After all, the True Creator is a well-known and notorious evil god, and normal people would certainly not believe in gods other than the Seven Gods.

"The industrial revolution initiated by Emperor Roselle himself, and the age of steam and machinery created by him will become a breeding ground for the birth of evil gods." Luo Feng calmly said: "But from another perspective, suffering forges faith, and workers rise to strength."

"People in factories, docks, and slums yearn for redemption, hope."

"They don't mind, they believe in an evil god who can save them."

Ah Meng's eyes lit up, as a demigod of Sequence 3, who inherited the memory of the King of Angels, he was no stranger to the relationship between gods and anchors.

"Gods use believers as anchors, adjust believers according to their beliefs, and redeeming believers in suffering is equivalent to redeeming fallen gods."

Luo Feng nodded his head, smiled and said: "It is said that if you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you will not have it." '

"The most important thing in the way of God is faith. By faith we are justified, by faith we become gods, and by faith we become holy!"

"Redemption by redemption, sanctification by sanctification."

"When believers think that the true Creator is a normal true God, He is a normal true God."

"This is what comes from the masses and goes to the masses."

Chapter 31 The first Tarot meeting

"That's it, I understand."

There is a hint of understanding in Ah Meng's pure eyes. The cognition of mortals will affect the image of the true god. In order to prevent the mortals from over-cognition and impression of the true god, and become a belief manipulated by believers, the true god must not have a specific image, but only use symbols. symbol instead.

Use this to filter the distracting thoughts of believers, purify fans, and stabilize your personality.

Because as the orthodox true god of the Northern Continent, the Seven Gods have countless believers and countless anchor points. The Seven Gods have capital waste and are qualified to choose.

As the true creator of evil gods, basically everyone shouts and beats them, and it would be nice to have believers. It is impossible to pick and choose and reject distracting beliefs.

The more depraved the true Creator is, the crazier the believers will be, and the more indescribable the anchor images fed back, the more degenerate the true Creator absorbs these anchor images.

This creates a negative cycle.

If you want to break this negative cycle, you need to create a character design, start to absorb new fans, and let the real creator who has mastered the fall become a fallen savior who bears the sins of the world and thus falls.

"Aurora Society, the last glory of the doomsday, the mentor of mankind."

With an unfathomable expression on Luo Feng's face, he raised his head and stroked Amon's head: "The mentor caresses your forehead, and the sparks give dawn."

"Fool, go, from now on you will be the head of the Backlund Diocese."

Ah Meng raised her head in surprise: "Aren't you going to Backlund?"

Luo Feng shook his head and sighed: "Becklund is a poor place, where demigods are not as good as dogs. Angels walk all over the place, and occasionally there are gods descending. It is really not suitable for me to stay as a mortal."

"Wait for you to go to the base camp first, and I will go there in a few days."

Ah Meng looked resentful, and said in a low voice: "A few days ago, you were able to leapfrog and fight."

"Cough cough..." Luo Feng coughed, waved his hand casually, and said solemnly: "It's not the same thing. Don't look at me as a high-ranking person. In fact, I'm not even a Sequence 9 Extraordinary. I'm just a mortal in essence."

"It is the power of the Dawn Knight of Sequence 6, all relying on the magic wand in the hand."

"Exploding seeds is too contrary to harmony. If you often explode seeds, it will also violate the basic law of cheating."

"As a mortal, if I take on super-standard power, even just once, I will die completely afterwards."

Ah Meng was speechless, not knowing whether she should believe this or not.

Believe it or not, along the way, this foreign god has never made a move with his own strength.

If you believe it, you will underestimate an Outer God too much.

After hesitating for a moment, Ah Meng chose to bid farewell to Luo Feng: "Dear Wizard Gandalf, I will go to Backlund first, and how long it will take you to arrive, so I can make preparations."

Luo Feng nodded and said with a smile: "It won't be too long, I will arrive on the day when Xin Yuan returns to justice."

Ah Meng nodded thoughtfully, preparing to buy a train ticket to the capital of the Loen Kingdom.

"Wait... there is one more thing." Luo Feng Wangtian glanced at the time, stopped Ah Meng and said seriously: "You accompany me to a meeting before going."

"By the way, remember to wear a monocle in the meeting."

Ah Meng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Wear the right side?"

Luo Feng smiled gratifiedly: "This is a surprise, um, a surprise in the future."

The sun sets and night falls.

After a busy day, Master Zhou bought ingredients for 2 soli and 1 penny and went home. After complaining about his family's poverty, he took out four pieces of black bread that could be used as French weapons, placed them in the four corners, and started the mysterious ceremony.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Mingrui came to the center of the room, calmed down for a few minutes, and then took a solemn step, walking a square counterclockwise.

Taking the first step, he recited in a low voice:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Immortal Venerable."

In the second step, he sincerely recited silently:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun."

In the third step, Zhou Mingrui held his breath and whispered:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang God."

In the fourth step, he exhaled the turbid air and said silently:

"Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."

After the murmurs that were sometimes fine, sometimes sharp, sometimes illusory, sometimes seductive, sometimes manic, and sometimes crazy, the murmurs of countless noisy voices subsided, and the surroundings were extremely silent.

Zhou Mingrui looked around in astonishment, then lowered his head, and found himself floating on the edge of an endless gray mist.

The gray mist flows like water, dotted with crimson "stars". Some of them are big, some are small, some are hidden in the depths, and some are floating on the surface.

Looking at this scene, which was like a holographic projection game, Zhou Mingrui was a little nervous, but the curiosity from the depths of his heart made him unable to resist touching the stars.

In the next second, water streaks gushed out from his body, causing "Crimson" to erupt, startling Zhou Mingrui, like a Tom cat blowing fur, causing a series of chain reactions between his hands and feet.

Above the mist, there are a total of four stars, shining brightly.

……

Above a gray mist, Audrey Hall regained her sight, looked around in horror and confusion, and saw three men with blurred heads and hazy figures diagonally opposite.

One of them was as confused as himself, and the other two seemed calmer, as if they had experienced such a situation.

Immediately afterwards, almost at the same time, they discovered that there was a mysterious person surrounded by gray mist standing not far away.

"Your Excellency, where is this?"

"What do you want to do?"

"Interesting."

"Great existence, I salute you."

"Mysterious man" Zhou Mingrui was also dumbfounded, don't ask me, I don't know, I'm also very scared!

It looks like an old dog, but it is actually a flustered one.

But with the situation here, Zhou Mingrui had to calm himself down, and recalled a detail.

That is, everyone speaks the official language of the Kingdom of Loen.

No communication barriers, mysterious and extraordinary, I am the initiator...

Thoughts flashed one after another, and a bold idea suddenly popped up in Zhou Mingrui's heart.

There was a brief silence above the gray fog for a few seconds. Zhou Mingrui chuckled lightly. His tone was flat and his voice was low and unrefined, as if he was responding to a visitor's polite greeting: "A try."

……

Luo Feng smiled slightly, and quietly watched the Fool pretending to be aggressive at the corner, feeling sorry in his heart, if only a video recorder would have been used at this time.

Ah Meng was pulled up by Luo Feng. Although she couldn't figure out the situation, the high status of Origin Castle was above the wrong path, and she was directly under the superior. She already had many guesses in her mind, so she still chose to remain silent.

Alger the Hanged Man, as an old coin who has been walking the sea for many years, of course, will not take the initiative to speak up and expose his flaws.

The atmosphere of the meeting was extremely embarrassing, and the great being Zhou Mingrui felt that he could already deduct a villa.

Fortunately, after a short period of panic, Audrey, who had smooth blonde hair and was tall, stood up to save her respect.

She said anxiously, expectantly, and eagerly:

"It's been an amazing experience...well, I've been expecting something like that, I mean, I like mysteries, I like wonders beyond nature, no, my point, I mean, sir, how do I do it To become an Extraordinary?"

The more she spoke, the more excited she became, and she was even a little incoherent. The dream that sprouted when she was a child listening to the elders telling all kinds of strange stories seemed to finally have the dawn of realization.

For a moment, the excited Audrey drove the atmosphere above the fog, breaking the embarrassment for a long time.

"Miss, you are really, really an angel."

Zhou Mingrui looked at Audrey gratefully through the thick fog.

Chapter 32 Persecution of Fools (1/5)

Above the fog, changes were made according to Zhou Mingrui's conception.

The whole building is magnificent, magnificent and majestic, just like the palace of the giant in the legend.

Directly below the dome, surrounded by gray mist, there is a long bronze table, ten high-backed chairs on the left and right, and the same seats in the front and back. The corresponding strange constellation.

There were four people sitting on the high-backed chair according to their directions. Their faces were blurred, and their general shapes could only be vaguely distinguished.

There is Audrey, an aristocratic lady who is enthusiastic, lively and yearning for mystery.

There is the extremely cautious pirate captain who crosses the ocean, Arger, the informant of the Church of Storms.

There was Ah Meng who observed the source quality, kept silent, and was wearing a monocle, ready to surprise Zhou Mingrui.

And pure fun, the wizard Gandalf Luofeng with a two-meter-long wand.

Pretending to be a great existence, Zhou Mingrui, the cub of the evil god who is actually a great existence, eats melons in silence, obeys and guides Audrey and Alger, in order to prostitute more mystic knowledge for free.