Many people have expressions of doubt on their faces. This is not their fault. In fact, ancestor Hongjun has not been concerned about worldly affairs for many years, and the human race is iterating very quickly, so it is inevitable to forget some things.
Ling Guang smiled and said, "Time will tell everything. Let's get the eggs first."
He knows people's thoughts very well, so he doesn't try to explain at all.
People also came to their senses.
yes!
What are you doing worrying about this?
They are here to collect eggs. As long as there are eggs to collect, it doesn’t matter what church they are.
I can't live any longer now, why should I care about God or not?
They happily received eggs and Tiandao religious brochures, and some brave people even visited the newly built branch and saluted the newly made statue of Taoist ancestor Hongjun.
In Xuanguang City next door to Wusuo City, the situation becomes a little different.
Propaganda, of course, is something to talk about.
And say...
Storytellers are the best!
It's a pity that in such a big city, several storytellers shook their heads after reading the story!
They really didn't dare to take this job, it was too desperate.
There is no good solution for a few bald heads.
They reported the situation!
After Lin Fang heard about it, he was speechless for a while.
Finally, he decided to go into battle himself!!
And in order to attract more attention, he specially found a few monsters and negotiated wages. After everything was finalized, Lin Fang walked into Xuanguang City with his newly formed storyteller team.
As soon as they entered the city, they attracted the attention of many passers-by.
Because there is a fox among them.
Thousand-year-old fox!
Although his cultivation level is not very good, he can still deal with a few mortals easily.
Xuanguang City is much more lively than Wusuo City. Not only are the streets full of vendors and pedestrians, but the entertainment industry is also very developed. It feels like a wealthy family is freezing to death on the road where wine and meat are smelly.
Lin Fang randomly found an open space in the city with good traffic.
Wait for a few monsters to set up the tables, chairs and benches.
Lin Fang looked at the little fox he had just recruited: "You dance first to warm up the place."
"Got it, deputy leader!!"
The little fox's voice is soft and soft with a little bit of clipping. Overall, it sounds quite cute, but it's a bit deliberate, which shows that he's not very good at it yet.
But her dancing is okay and her level is quite good.
Coupled with the fox tribe's innate magical power, the effect is amazing!!
Soon the roadside was filled with people, and the spacious road was completely blocked.
Especially those men, they all wanted to rush over.
Just dance!
The little fox smiled sweetly at everyone.
She turned around and left without saying a word, taking away all the hearts of the men present.
Looking at the little fox hiding behind the screen, the men's expressions were full of deep longing. At this moment, a longing surged in their hearts, a longing that they would do anything as long as they could see this beauty again.
!
They fell in love.
Just when they were about to make a fuss and let this beauty come out again.
A voice interrupted their desire.
"The last chapter of the book said that at that time, demons were dancing wildly in Hezhou, Xiniu, and the Taoist gods came down from the mountain to save the world..."
As this voice sounded, auras of light began to appear in the open space in front of everyone, and the auras danced in the air, outlining vivid pictures.
That's a really moving picture.
Passersby had never seen anything like this before, and their attention was immediately attracted.
As Lin Fang narrated, the pictures kept changing, turning his words into pictures.
Lin Fang started from the demonic disaster and continued to the reopening of Lingshan.
So far it's pretty normal.
"The Tathagata couldn't bear the suffering of the people, so he broke his promise and opened a mountain to save the world!"
"For a moment, the demons retreated."
"Return a peaceful world to the world!"
With the pictures, passers-by have a stronger sense of immersion.
It was as if the battle between gods and demons that had happened before was taking place in front of them.
"Okay, little brother said it well!"
"Reward."
"Little brother, keep going."
Money fell to the ground like rain.
A young man with a sinister look immediately bent down to pick it up. While picking it up, he kept saying auspicious words. Although he didn't look very good, his words could always make the audience smile.
"Deputy leader, we have gained a lot today!"
"Okay, let's get down."
Lin Fang cleared his throat and continued: "After the demonic disaster, the world was in harmony. Xiniu Hezhou was in ruins and waiting for prosperity. At this time, someone said that I wanted to establish a new religion."
"So far Tiandao Sect has been established!"
"This sect worships Taoist ancestor Hongjun as its god, obeys the destiny, and teaches people to live well every day."
Hearing this, some passers-by already noticed something was wrong, and they frowned slightly.
But this group of people is a minority after all, and the vast majority of people only listen to it as a fairy tale.
"What kind of thing is Taoism today?"
"Daozu Hongjun? I've never heard of him. Is there any World Honored One who is powerful?"
"Is it the Demon Cult?"
"Shun Tian obeys his fate, so what is fate? How can he prove that everything he does is not an arrangement of fate? Maybe everyone is a pawn of fate, and the so-called resistance is just a conspiracy of fate."
The scene in the open space also changed accordingly. This time, the Dharma of Patriarch Hongjun was directly transformed.
As soon as the appearance of the Dharma came out, the monster responsible for the transformation was a little overwhelmed.
Snapped!
The Dharma image disappears.
"Oh, I haven't seen clearly yet, why is it gone?"
"Although I didn't see it clearly, it felt so sacred."
"I feel like I'm worshiping you. Is this Dao Ancestor Hongjun?"
"Not the Demon Cult!!"
Although it was only for a moment, the people still felt the sacred feeling oozing from the Dharma of Patriarch Hongjun.
It is a feeling that you will never forget once you take one look at it, and it will evoke the deepest emotions in the hearts of thousands of creatures.
Lin let go and waved his hand, and he began to re-concentrate the Dharma.
It was also difficult at the beginning.
Hongjun's Dharma is not that simple. Successful condensation has nothing to do with high levels of cultivation.
But then, a strange force converged from his body and the watching passers-by onto the Dharma he had condensed, causing the Dharma to escape his control and begin to take shape bit by bit.
This all works???
Lin Fang looked at the automatically formed Dharma image with a slightly strange look.
He felt the power of incense from this Dharma image, and a power similar to that of Burial Love.
The power of burial love comes from the human power gathered by hundreds of millions of people!!
The power he felt was similar, but different, broader, more inclusive, and more like...the power of all living beings!!
When the Dharma took shape, the passers-by were all stunned. A strange feeling of respect and admiration emerged in their hearts, as if they were facing their own father.