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Chapter 387 When in doubt, look for the master

Zhang Feixuan's words attracted a group of people to agree.

"Brother, let's do it."

Gao Sishu didn't want to be an official, but once the dynasty was established, it was natural for him to dig graves locally.

It doesn't look like a Qi practitioner from the Golden Immortal Sect digging a grave.

When officials of the dynasty go to dig graves, they are called searching for historical sites.

Mortals easily accept the latter.

The bells didn't matter. She basically didn't participate in this kind of thing. She even glanced out randomly, just waiting to play in the Three Fire Pond lowered by her senior brother after the meeting.

"dynasty, emperor"

Song Yin shook his head: "When we save the world and save people, we want to make mortals independent and not be oppressed by evil ways. Similarly, these troublesome emperors and bureaucrats cannot oppress ordinary people. What they do is no different from evil ways.

of."

"On top of a mortal's head, there should be nothing but the sky. Forget about the emperor's words. I, a person from the mountains and wilds, are not suitable to be an emperor."

Song Yin waved his hand and stood up.

The senior brother was inappropriate, Zhang Feixuan was a little disappointed in his heart, but only a little bit.

There are many mortal dynasties, and precisely because there are too many, this thing is not that great. Senior brother, just don't do it right, it will not have much impact on the status of their Golden Immortal Sect.

"Master!"

But Yao Ningqing took a step forward and said solemnly: "The position of emperor is not about fame or power, it is all about mortals."

"Increase cohesion and allow mortals to be recognized. From now on, we will become a whole. With the power of great unity, we will bring more mortals to us and shine the sun on the whole country. What's wrong with this?!"

"How can there be no dynasty in this world? What a barbarian land there is without a king! How can the world's mortals not even have a place to belong to?"

"Or is it that the eldest master has any taboos and does not want to be the emperor? The world is eagerly looking forward to it. I think the eldest master should not refuse!"

Zhang Feixuan secretly gave Yao Ningqing a thumbs up. This man is so powerful that he dares to reason with his senior brother.

If it were them, they wouldn't dare to do this.

"You."

When Song Yin heard this, his face became solemn and he looked deeply at Yao Ningqing.

"The matter is serious and I can't make the decision. I'm going to ask the master."

As soon as he said a word, his body turned into a ray of light and dissipated directly.

He is not an emperor, and there are examples from his previous life that make him resisted.

He doesn't think mortals need an emperor, and he is living quite well now.

But what Yao Ningqing said makes sense. Every place is different and cannot be applied mechanically.

So, just ask the master.

The master knows everything!



"call"

Inside the main hall.

Jin Guang wiped the sweat from his face, showing a sense of relief.

Finally stabilized.

The power of faith is not something that ordinary people can handle.

I originally thought about how to achieve enlightenment through faith, but as soon as I came into contact with it carefully, I found that there are many ways to do it.

This is not a faith without a master, this is all with a master!

The faith he came into contact with was robbed by various extraterrestrial demons, and it seemed that the faith was divided into several pieces, the largest of which were the four.

Jin Guang tried his best to grab it from these people. Under normal circumstances, he would definitely not be able to grab it. However, it seems that due to the influence of the Fulong Pass Dharma, the reason why mortals enshrine tokens, those things also have a barrier to this belief.

Moreover, there seemed to be something under the bright sun above the head, which forcibly weakened those who were competing for faith. Before, he felt that Song Yin was competing with those things for food, but now he saw that it was indeed the case.

With these aids, Jin Guang tried his best to completely wrest the faith from these things and put it into his Dharma.

But this taste is too painful.

Even though Song Yin is with him and he has been suffering here for a long time, it is still dangerous enough to rob the mortals within the hundred defenders of the city.

As for those outside mortals who expanded, he couldn't even think about it, and of course, he couldn't absorb them either.

Without Song Yin's bright sun watching over him, if he went to grab it, he would definitely be eaten even to the bones.

This road was too difficult, just absorbing a few beliefs, he felt like he had died several reincarnations.

"Fortunately, the boundary of Song Yin's influence is only around Baishou City. That's it. Only when mortals die can I gain faith. This range is enough for now."

The surrounding area of ​​Baishou City is not big, and there are only about a million mortals. Moreover, under Song Yin's rule, most of them died of old age, so the danger he encountered was not serious.

If it expands further, he may not be able to survive.

Maintaining the status quo is best for now.

"master!"

Just as he was thinking this, a familiar shout rang in his ears, and he saw a bright light flashing in front of the hall, like the sun in the sky, so dazzling that the golden body trembled in horror, and he subconsciously rolled off the futon to a dark corner.

"Master! Where is the master!"

Song Yin stepped into the hall, first looked towards the futon, but found no one, then glanced at the golden light huddled in the corner, and frowned.

"Master." Song Yin cupped his hands and said, "Why are you in the corner again?"

"Looking for something, looking for something for the teacher."

Jin Guang pretended to search around the corner for a while, and then faced him with his hands behind his back, but he didn't dare to look around.

This aura became more and more terrifying, and just standing in front of him made him feel hot.

"Disciple, why are you looking for me? Master, I heard that a banquet is being held at the foot of the mountain. Is it over?" Jin Guang said with a smile.

He can also sense the Dharma, even more powerful than Song Yin. Song Yin can only shine on the current boundary of Baishou City, but he can already know about Nanping and Beigao.

As long as there is a token, he can know what is happening in the land.

In this world now, nothing can be hidden from him.

Thinking of this, Jin Guang raised his head proudly.

So what if he is powerful in the sealing technique? What if he is one with Fulong Pass? He doesn't go out, but he can still know the world's affairs!

"Yes, the banquet is over, and now I have the opportunity to pay my respects to the master. It's my disciple's fault." Song Yin bowed.

"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."

Jin Guang waved his hand with a smile: "You are busy with work, so you can come less often or not at all. Our work of helping the world and saving people is important. In comparison, being a teacher is nothing."

You'd better not come.

Otherwise, he would have to endure the burning pain and pretend to be here every time.

"master."

Song Yin moved towards Jin Guang and said, "To be honest with you, Master, I came here this time because I have questions, so I want Master to make a decision and clear up my doubts!"

Jin Guang was stunned by these words.

This guy still has doubts? Does he still need others to make up his mind?

As soon as the sun shines on him, all doubts can be dispelled. It is definitely not the confusion of evil spirits.

Mortal?

Mortals have been living a good life recently, so good that they almost don’t look like a human anymore.

Which mortal family is like their Jinxian Sect? If it were before, Jin Guang would have thought that these mortals were raised on a large scale, waiting for the day when they would set up an formation to refine these more than one million mortals into a great elixir and swallow them.

Serve as an immortal.

"What's the matter, apprentice?"

"Master, someone below suggested that I be the emperor."

"ah??"

(End of chapter)


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