There is no way, Daxia people are pragmatic.
Although the gods in heaven had not yet fallen into a deep sleep, in that era when people were ignorant, the gods in heaven still maintained their faith very well.
But as the gods in heaven fell into a deep sleep, the people had their own thoughts.
nowadays.
Gods who don't work can't survive in Daxia.
If you don’t help with the work, who will believe in God?
This is fundamentally different from other believers. Other believers dedicate their lives to gods. Although Daxia also kowtows and burns incense, the main thing is that I will burn incense and you will do the work.
Not doing anything?
Then don’t do it!
Although there are usually devout men and women who build temples and erect monuments, if there is no rain in the area for two years, cannons will be directly aimed at the Dragon King Temple.
Speaking of which, there are differences between the gods of Daxia and the gods in the West. The gods in the West always have a lot of inexplicable names, while the gods in the East are very down-to-earth. Guanyin is responsible for sending children, and the God of Wealth is responsible for sending wealth.
Mother Feng, Father Thunder and Mother Thunder are responsible for raining, and Lord Stove is responsible for cooking... The main theme is that the weather will be smooth, many children will be blessed, and everything is done to work for the people.
And the common people only need to burn some incense.
Even if you put out tributes, you still have to take them and eat them yourself... after all, you can't waste food.
While other believers were devoting everything to their own gods, Daxia was simply exploiting the gods.
In fact, there is really no way to do this. Eastern gods and Buddhas are essentially gods, and they also need to use believers as anchors and faith as the foundation of power.
They once made this land their plane.
But in that battle that year, the gods from the divine world joined forces to invade, causing the Eastern gods and Buddhas to fall into a deep sleep and lose control of the human world.
Since they fell into a deep sleep, their true bodies have been unable to move at all. They can only hope that the people will have more faith in them so that they can wake up quickly.
Even if there is less faith, or simply no one believes in them, without believers as anchors, without faith to supplement their strength, these Eastern gods and Buddhas will probably perish immediately, let alone wake up.
There is no way, for that little bit of faith, the sleeping God of Heaven, who is in urgent need of faith, can only send out his spiritual thoughts and work crazily to help Daxia...
Almost reduced to the status of cattle and horses in Daxia.
It’s not easy for gods to gain some faith.
This is also the reason why after Yang Jian woke up, he had so much resentment towards Daxia today.
As the righteous god of heaven, I, Yang Jian, am in desperate need of faith in my deep sleep.
As a result, not only did these treacherous human beings not believe in themselves unconditionally, they actually asked the dignified Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun to do things for them. If they don't do things, they won't offer incense and kowtow!
He is the righteous god of heaven!
How can you serve humanity!
Even if I, Yang Jian, starve to death here, I will never do anything for humanity!
In those days, Yang Jian would have descended to earth to show his sage and teach these humans a lesson.
However, Yang Jian was asleep and had no room for bargaining, so he could only use his spiritual thoughts to help.
There is no way. If you don't do things yourself, some gods will do the work. Those sleeping gods are all crazy now, and they are fighting for their heads just to light the incense.
If humans don't do things themselves, the worst thing mankind can do is find a god who is willing to do things.
But once I lose my believers and beliefs, I am already in a deep sleep, and I am completely indifferent!
Now that Yang Jian finally woke up, he should be proud and proud.
In his imagination, as long as he reveals his divine body, humans will remember the fear of being dominated by gods, and they will bow their heads and worship him.
Turns out I was overthinking it...
There is no other way. In order to have more faith, Yang Jian can only work harder for the people now.
While other gods controlled their believers with their faith, the treacherous people of Daxia used their faith to control the gods in reverse... Want faith? Work for me!
If you don’t do things and don’t give faith, you will starve to death!
Rebel against Tiangang!
The third agricultural zone.
"Humans, watch out!"
"Do you really think that I, the God of Heaven, have no majesty?"
"Today I'm going to show you how awesome I am!"
Erlang transformed into a thousand-meter-long divine body, activated his Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills, brandished a three-pointed two-edged spear, and divine light surged.
Under the bright sun, I was frantically reclaiming wasteland, and my forehead was so tired that I was sweating.
The roaring dog on the side was panting and pulling the iron plow in front of Erlang Shen.
"It's agreed that after I have reclaimed these three thousand acres of land for you, each of you will burn incense sticks!" Erlang Shen said with a prayer in his voice.
In the distance, a group of Taoist priests and common people wearing Taoist robes stood there, holding banners.
"Erlang Xiansheng Church".
This is a branch of Taoism that specifically believes in Erlang God. It has grown stronger with the awakening of Erlang God.
Here are all believers of Erlang Shen.
But what is different from those believers in the gods is that their faces do not have the piety that believers should have at all. Instead, they are holding tea and water in the pergola with their legs crossed, watching the three-pointed two-edged guns being brandished under the scorching sun, their foreheads
The sweaty Erlang Shen.
Each one of them is like an uncle.
This group of devout "believers" is like overseers supervising the work of the gods.
For a moment, I couldn't tell who was the god and who was the human being.
Hearing Erlang Shen's words, these church believers smiled.
"Come on, Lord Zhenjun!"
"As long as you do your work seriously, we can reluctantly be pious."
"Well, as long as you clear up the wasteland here and sow the seeds, we can still light some incense sticks and kowtow to you."
An old man flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "By the way, we will finish clearing the wasteland in a while, and then go and pick up a child for me."
An aunt said: "Run an errand for me later. I'm almost out of rice at home. Go to the supermarket and buy some rice for me."
A young man said: "Give me a massage later. By the way, the husky will come over and let me rub it too."
"Woof!!" Roaring Sky Dog's eyes widened angrily, looking at the young man, grinning.
"Woof, woof! You don't want your master to die without faith, do you, Roaring God Dog?" The young man sneered.
The Roaring Sky Dog suddenly shriveled up, and gave in helplessly: "Woof."
The archbishop stood up and snorted coldly to Erlang Shen: "Okay, hurry up and work, there is still a lot of things waiting for you to do! You can't finish it in one day, and if it exceeds an hour, each of us will give you one less stick of incense.
do you know?"
Erlang Shen reluctantly waved the three-pointed two-edged spear again.
"Also, don't go too far!" The archbishop looked at everyone with a majestic face: "You are devout believers, you are gods!"
Everyone suddenly felt a little guilty.
But I heard the archbishop say: "You are shouting so randomly, even the gods can't remember it! Come on, write down all your instructions, we will count them up, and when he finishes planting the land, we will distribute them to Erlang Shen together."
The people suddenly became happy.
"That's right."
"If you think about it this way, we have gone too far."
Come on, let's do some statistics.
The believers tallied up their wishes one after another. It was a piece of paper more than one meter long, with various tasks densely written on it.
"Help Lao Wang's family pick up the children."
"Buy rice for Aunt Zhang."
"Give Xiao Liu a massage and pet the dog."
"Transfer 30,000 yuan to Xiao Li..."
The list begins - "Commands of Believers".
"Here, remember to finish clearing the wasteland and do all this work. My noble Holy Monarch." The bishop said in a pious tone as he threw the paper, which was more than one meter long and looked like a foot wrap, to Erlang Shen.
Wrapped in divine power, Erlang Shen picked up the "Instructions" with a complicated look on his face.
The gods in the divine world all give "instructions" to their believers, asking them to serve themselves faithfully.
I was working for myself, kneeling down and offering sacrifices to myself, but why did it happen the other way around here...
I’m so envious of those gods in the divine world!
Erlang Shen suddenly felt a perverted jealousy. He desperately hoped that Daxia could unify the divine world and let those superior gods feel how he was treated in Daxia.
It was obvious that he was "exploited" by the people, but his will to fight for Daxia became stronger...
Just watching, Erlangshen's expression became complicated.
"This...why is there still a transfer? I don't have that much money in my card. I have just joined the job, not to mention I have to compensate for the losses and fines caused last time..."
"What?" The Archbishop frowned, asked for the "Instructions" again, looked at them for a few times, and turned around with a gloomy expression.
"How many times have I told you not to ask Erlangshen for money? Erlangshen also has to eat. We just let him work. We must not blackmail other gods. Although Erlangshen is a god, he is also protected by the laws of Daxia."
"In a word, it's okay to let him help with the work."
"But if money is involved, you are extorting and committing a crime!"
"Ah," Xiao Li said with a frightened look on his face, "I, I didn't hear it before... I'm sorry, I withdraw this wish."
Xiao Li withdrew a wish.
Erlang Shen on the side looked extremely grateful. Fortunately, he had the laws of Daxia to protect him, otherwise these Daxia people would really eat him alive!
But it was too late to waste time. Erlang Shen roared angrily and started to open up wasteland and cultivate the land again.
His roar echoed for a long time.
"For faith!"
For the sake of faith, gods can only work in this land...
But let alone, the unique shape of the three-pointed and two-edged gun is indeed suitable for clearing wasteland. The flat ground was swept by the tip of the gun, and instantly turned into undulating fields... Erlangshen even had a strange feeling, could he be
The delayed god of land reclamation?
It's just that Erlangshen's heart is still a little complicated.
If other gods in heaven wake up in the future and see that their majestic and holy king actually works for human beings, they will probably laugh out loud.
Wait, what are you afraid of? Erlang Shen suddenly reacted.
"Other gods also need faith and believers. After all, even if Sanqing has to be threatened by faith while sleeping, and Sanqing, driven by humans, wakes up with anger, he still has to continue working obediently..."
The first agricultural area.
The Bull Demon King held his cell phone and looked enviously at the Taoist priests who asked the gods to work for him.
All the demon clans were also envious.
Or do humans know how to play?
"I don't know if I should go to the faith now or if it's too late."
"Do you want to listen to what you are saying, buddy? The Taoist sect is talking about eliminating demons and defending the Tao. What kind of demon do you think you are exorcising?"
"Ah? Is there a racial threshold? I'm going to protest! Humans are practicing racial discrimination!"
"Don't listen to his nonsense." A monster next to him couldn't stand it any longer and interrupted: "The last time the Taoist sect taught us, my brother, the rat spirit, became an outstanding graduate and entered the Taoist sect."
"I saw him last time. He was wearing a Taoist robe. He can draw thunder, eliminate demons and protect the Tao. He is very powerful. I heard that he is now serving as a mount for the Taoist master."
The fourth agricultural zone.
The atmosphere is depressing.
There was silence.
When the wind blows, only the white clothes flutter.
A group of white-clothed sword cultivators turned their backs to the wasteland, exuding an aura that floated out of the dust. The leader of the sword god said softly: "Carrying a three-foot Longquan Sword, I will never stop killing evildoers."
"Sword rises!"
Thousands of flying swords soar into the sky!
boom!
The majestic sword energy spurted out in all directions.
The grass and trees turned into powder, the billowing sword energy was like a long silver dragon, shattering the ground inch by inch, and the rocks turned into powder.
Even the Sword God Temple would never have imagined that in this magical land, such exquisite sword intent could be cultivated...
The key is, he's very handsome!
"handsome!"
"As expected of the Sword God Zhang Feng!"
Amid the shouts of the people, the Sword God opened his mouth and smiled, but then suppressed the smile, leaving only a misty figure behind.
"Here comes the sword."
The ancient sword of Daxia came with a buzzing sound and returned to its sheath.
A burst of force rose into the sky.
He raised his head and looked at the fifth agricultural area next door.
"How will you respond?"
This is a confrontation on the road.
In the fifth agricultural area, the second master stood holding a knife, closing his eyes and stroking his beard.
"It's such a strong feeling."
"However, it's still worse than X."
The Green Dragon Sword reaches to the sky!
There are countless cracks on the Qinglong knife, like the dense scales of the Qinglong, emitting light.
He made a special trip to the Eastern Steel Great Wall before and recalled the Azure Dragon Sword on the Bohai battlefield against Poseidon.
And now.
Arable land can be cultivated.
But as a forced saint, it is naturally impossible for him to plow the land seriously.
The posture must be handsome!
The second master suddenly opened his eyes and slashed with a knife!
The green dragon sword shattered into pieces and turned into green stars all over the sky, like a solid green dragon roaring and surging in the soil.
The second master took out charcoal and a few skewers from the space ring and started grilling.
He's not hungry.
Instead, we need to use new tools to create new allusions.
The way to show off lies in innovation.
The second master is good at using tools to show off, such as warming wine, playing chess, stroking his beard, and "Spring and Autumn".
Seeing this scene, some people couldn't believe it and said: "What is the second master going to do!"
He, he is having a barbecue!
"While cultivating fertile land, he also has the heart to barbecue!"
"Is this the second master? He's too strong!"
"The meat is roasted and a thousand acres of fertile land are plowed! He just finished eating the meat skewers!"
"It's so powerful. The barbecue room has opened up thousands of acres of fertile land. I would like to call it barbeque and open up fertile land!"
The second master took the last bite of the barbecue, and the Qinglong Dao returned to its original state. There were thousands of acres of fertile land behind him.
He actually didn't expect that after the Qinglong Sword was shattered, it seemed to become even more handy.
But that's not important.
The important thing is that it is more suitable for showing off.
Everything must serve the purpose of showing off. Life without persuasion is meaningless.
"How should you respond?" The second master proudly stroked his beard and looked at the fourth agricultural area where sword energy and force energy were mixed.
At the same time, in the fifth agricultural region.
Densely packed bones and skeletons are working hard to open up wasteland.
Although the movement is slow and sluggish, it cannot handle the large number.
A full three hundred million!
At first glance, it looks like a large-scale corpse fraud scene, with a gloomy air.
Many directors even directly used local materials to shoot movies such as "Skeleton Siege" and "Skeleton Walking" here.
The Bone Lady stood proudly among them, like a queen, with a dozen skeletons surrounding her, squeezing her shoulders and beating her legs.
Those skeletons fell down from time to time and could never stand up again. They were carrying bricks in the underworld and farming in the human world. The workload was too heavy for the skeletons to bear.
But it doesn't matter, Bai Gu doesn't feel any pain at all.
After all, this is the skeleton army assigned to him by Hades, the king of Hades, to build the bridge.
"Go back and tell Hades that it was damaged during the repair of the bridge. Just ask him to replenish some for me." Mrs. Bones calculated carefully.
He completely regarded Hades as the enemy.
Use the skeletons from the underworld to plant the land of Daxia.
This chapter has been completed!