After making money, the husband who abandoned me came back

A magician's soul energy may be much larger than that of ordinary people, maybe a hundred times, maybe ten thousand times.Then imagine that when a person has so many—the body and soul energy of hundreds of thousands or even millions of people—then what he may have is the soul energy of hundreds or even thousands of magicians, that is ten A holy man. "

"Wait, then what you mean is that once a god completes a miracle, he must use the believer's soul energy, so the believer won't be drained?" Yang Yuan followed his train of thought for a while, and suddenly felt that belief is too scary up.

Keynes laughed loudly and said, "They're not like you, but they use one person vigorously, and the soul energy itself can be restored."

After laughing, he suddenly said meaningfully: "Of course, if believers can recover their soul energy faster, it means that this god will become more powerful."

Yang Yuan was not interested in how the gods became powerful, but asked: "Then I will build a temple for you, so you can gain the belief of these people? Then you can use their bodies and souls?"

Keynes choked, and immediately denied: "Of course not, I only need their beliefs, not their sacrifices."

"Oh, is that so?" Yang Yuan asked indifferently, expressing his disbelief.

Keynes simply didn't know why he was so stupid, why should he tell him more about this kind of thing?

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said: "Then you can carve yourself into a god statue, tell the believers your real name, and you will accept the belief of the believers, and I—you are like the divine power endowed by the Holy Spirit to the pope and the congregation, will Give me a part of the power of faith - you can take it back at any time later."

"Then what's the use of the power of faith?" Yang Yuan continued to ask, although he always felt that Keynes didn't seem very smart, but he still felt that he was a bit evil, and he didn't dare to believe him.

"To repair my own soul," Cainstein confessed. "As I said, I was also badly wounded."

Yang Yuan thought about it, and felt that it would be good if he could take it back at any time.And if the power of faith is really so magical, maybe he can use it to repair his body in the future?

Of course, the most important thing now is to save these people.

After hearing what Keynes said, Yang Yuan asked Harold and Roger to send him to the village with a black face, and then walked around the village under the terrified eyes of some normal villagers. Put the collected six crystal nuclei into the space bracelet.

Then the black mist dissipated in Yang Yuan's eyes.

Afterwards, the people in the village, including Yang Yuan and the others, clearly felt that the sky became clearer and the air became fresher, and the previous feeling of something weighing heavily on their bodies disappeared.

Even the dying person who was lying on the ground suddenly breathed smoothly, and his spirit was obviously better.

But all this is not enough.

After finishing all this, Yang Yuan glanced around, glanced at the villagers who were gradually paying attention to their group, and then picked a five or six-year-old child curled up in a corner.

Roger followed closely behind her, just looking at her like this, watching her come to the child with pity and sadness in his eyes.She pursed her lips slightly, put her white and delicate hands on the child's dirty and even smelly forehead, and then closed her green eyes.

She looked even paler as her hands left the child.

But the child who was already on the verge of death suddenly jumped up in front of everyone.He himself seemed a little dazed, standing there for a long time not knowing what to do, and then he was embraced by a woman who staggered over and wept with joy.

Roger watched her face this scene with a gentle smile on her face.

The sun shone on her blond hair, and the reflected golden shattered light almost burned his eyes.

Then the woman hugged her child and knelt down in front of Yang Yuan gratefully.

Yang Yuan was in a hurry to help them up, but at this time, more people rushed towards them, lying at his feet, asking for his blessing.

Almost half of the people in the village have died, but almost no one is really healthy.It turned out that he thought that there were not many old and young women in this village, but later he discovered that the village chief had hidden them all and left the only food in the village there.

And he was also the first to take men to eat corpses.

With the village chief's decision, many more people survived in this village than Yang Yuan thought.

When the last few people were purified, Yang Yuan almost thought that he was about to lose power completely, but luckily he activated the backup battery in time.

But even so, his complexion was very ugly, his pale complexion was almost scarier than the patient in front of him.

Except for Harold, almost all the people around watched her face tremblingly, for fear that she would stop if she couldn't hold on, and their relatives or family members would suffer.

As for Roger, what he thought of was her half body left in the kingdom of heaven, watching her spend her only divine power here to save these dark believers whose souls have been defiled.

He knew that everything the Holy Court said might be false, and now, he began to really doubt everything he believed in.

It turns out that when God loves the world, does He love all people?

All—the good, the bad, the rich, the poor, those who believed in her, and even those who didn't believe in her—of course, in fact, except for him, probably no one believed in her at all.

He looked at the hands she stretched out towards the last few people, almost trembling slightly.He stood there with red eyes, and a voice in his heart roared: Don't continue!Stop hurting yourself to save these foolish people of the world!No one knows what you've done!Not worth it at all!

But in the end, he just knelt down at her feet with his face full of tears, his forehead pressed against the bottom, worshiping the land under her feet.

Then more people—saved and unsaved—knelt before her in tears, grateful for her generosity and ashamed of their selfishness and greed.

When Yang Yuan woke up, it was already the evening of the next day.

The day before, the village chief and the surviving people had already cleaned up the village, ate the potato stalks that Harold brought out, and then, under the leadership of Roger, smashed out the stone walls in four directions of the village. Four holes, with doors installed.

Then Roger took the stones they dug out and built a temple at the easternmost edge of the village.

People transported the corpses of their loved ones to the back of the temple, where a cemetery was built, hoping that after their death they could reach the heaven of the half-length goddess and be under the eternal protection of the goddess.

When Yang Yuan was pushed by Harold to inspect his first temple, what he saw was a simple stone temple built by people with bare hands.

There is a wooden sculpture in the innermost part of the stone hall, which is a woman with only half of her body.She was wearing the white robe that Yang Yuan often wears recently, her remaining right hand was firmly nailed to the cross behind her, and the hood covered most of her face, only revealing a strand of her hair, delicate nose and full face. Soft smiling lips.

Roger was standing below the statue, describing to people the heaven of the half-length goddess he had seen. He described Yang Yuan as the incarnation of the goddess in the human world, and also mentioned the other half of the goddess's body—Silver Light river.

At this time, a villager suddenly said excitedly: "I have seen the Yinguang River! Sometimes I sleep outside when it is too hot in summer. I have seen it when the weather is good! It is so big! It is so bright! There are dots of stars. ! A lot of silver light! That must be the silver light river!"

The other villagers also started to discuss after hearing the words. Indeed, many people have seen this scene. Thinking about it now, it just coincided with what Roger said!

"That goddess must have shed so much blood—" a child suddenly said softly.

Everyone fell silent suddenly, thinking of the slender girl sitting in the wheelchair, slightly trembling stretched out her hand to caress their foreheads, and then looked up at the bust in front of her.

People suddenly knelt down again.

"Your priest is very competent!" Cairns said in Yang Yuan's ear, "He did everything without your orders."

When the villagers saw Yang Yuan's arrival, they looked ashamed.

The village chief walked over hesitantly, knelt down in front of her and said, "My lord! Please forgive us for our incompetence! Time is tight, and we only have these stones on hand. We will smash the wall later, and then Then go to the mountain to move stones, and I will gather the villagers to build it every night, and I will definitely be able to build a better and bigger temple!"

"No, that's good." Yang Yuan smiled and said to him, "Leave the wall, it's good to resist foreign enemies. If you have time, you might as well grow more food, and you don't need to spend energy on the temple." The temple is not What's the use of repairing it so well for him?

Roger knew that she would definitely say that, and he had already told the villagers who originally planned to knock down all the stone walls that their gods did not care about their offerings, but themselves.

And the villagers gathered around her not far away eagerly. When they saw the satisfied smile on her face, they were so happy that they knelt down again and prayed to her devoutly.

At that moment, Yang Yuan felt some kind of power, lingering around him, cruising, lingering, and finally entered every pore of his, every tiny scar, entered his body and soul, and became a part of him.

Keynes let out a satisfied sigh in his mind, "Sure enough, the most pious belief is the purest power."

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