"I do this to tell you that we are all equal! After freedom, you are not allowed to bully others with your strength! You are not allowed to bully others with your power! I am the same as you, and we are all standing on the same land!"

Why does the main hall need a jade chair to sit on? There is no noble or humble human race in the world!

Qin Yichen is worthy of being a leader and has absolute experience in building homes.

Soon, he summoned the beings above the Immortal Lord of the human race, and he was shocked to find that the hall could not hold it!

Looking around, there are tens of thousands of immortal kings!

Not only that, many human races are well-educated. After all, only in this way can they have higher longevity and more strength to be enslaved.

But from now on, it will be different!

"Tens of thousands of fellow Immortal Lords! This is just a star field. If we look across the six realms, there are more than hundreds of millions of our fellow citizens. If we can unite as one, how can the gods and demons in the sky bully us!"

However, Qin Yichen knew that talking about these things now was too idealistic.

Although my comrade has some cultivation, his strength is pitifully weak. After all, the demon clan only needs the value of slavery, so how can they concentrate on cultivating them?

Not to mention magical powers, he has almost no fighting skills, and his understanding of the laws of immortality is even more superficial.

Qin Yichen was a little worried. Humans were probably not suitable for the magical skills of the demon clan. The key magical skills were jealous of the gods, so every time he practiced them, he would lose them once. He couldn't lose face and go to the demon emperor again.

But then, Qin Yichen regained his confidence: "If there is no magic, I will create it for you!"

Zhao Tieniu was a little stunned. He couldn't see through the realm of those demon masters. He only knew that they were demon gods, but Master Yichen... was still just a golden immortal!

Although he is an extremely golden immortal, there are tens of thousands of immortal kings, and each person has a scroll of immortal arts. How many creations would it take!?

In comparison, the talents in cultivating gods and refining alchemy are pretty good. After all, even if the demon clan trains them to become alchemy tools, they still have to teach them some real skills.

Moreover, the alchemist has no fighting power and is not afraid of their rebellion.

Qin Yichen looked at the nearly a hundred alchemists headed by Zhong Wuxie. These were actually alchemists above the most powerful realm!

"Wuxie, my attainments in cultivating gods are slightly better than yours, and I have reached the late stage of heaven. This is my experience, as well as the recipe for the elixir. You can make a copy of it and use it to gain insights."

Qin Yichen didn't have any secrets to hide, and the pile of tips and formulas that were even higher than Zhong Wuxie's made all the alchemists freeze in place.

"After you practice, you have to teach other people of the same race. Saint-level alchemy masters have your teachings, and then let them teach high-level alchemy masters. Step by step, my human race is the top in spiritual intelligence and the sea of ​​consciousness is naturally stronger than all races.

"

Qin Yichen suddenly thought of a sentence, which was the oath he had made in Shengtian Mansion.

"I hope that all of my passionate sons of the human race can conquer the path of immortality!"

"I hope that our human race will be a sincere alchemist so that everyone can refine the elixir!"

There are even more talents responsible for management and construction. After all, many humans are already enslaved by the demon clan.

At this moment, there are one billion human races, led by this mansion, and soon the whole star is in full swing!

This is their own home, their own land, and everything they cultivate and pay will belong to them!

The next morning, Qin Yichen just woke up and found that there was an extra 100-foot statue on the street in the center of the main city!

And this statue was carved by him!

Qin Yichen came and found many adults and children praying and kneeling before the statue.

"Who did this?"

Qin Yichen frowned slightly, not feeling complacent because countless humans worshiped him, but his voice was gloomy.

Because he said that everyone is equal, even if he needs to kneel down, he will be beaten by gods and demons, not his compatriots!

Zhao Tieniu hurried over with a simple and honest smile: "Chief, I made this overnight..."

From the moment Qin Yichen revealed his identity, he was regarded as the patriarch of the clan by one billion compatriots.

Qin Yichen stared at Zhao Tieniu with gloomy eyes: "Tear it down!"

Zhao Tieniu was startled: "Sir..."

"I said tear it down!"

Zhao Tieniu panicked and was in a dilemma. However, at this moment, he saw a child who was worshiping the statue raised his head and widened his innocent eyes: "Dad, look, that person looks exactly like the statue!"

"Dad? This is different from the gods and adults we worshiped before. Why does he have no wings? Just like us, he only has one head, one pair of hands and one pair of legs..."

On the street, one after another human race came out, and a woman said: "Chief, this is Tieniu's wish, just accept it."

"Yes, this statue is not only to praise the patriarch, but also to commemorate the day when one billion of our compatriots were free!"

Yesterday's old man was also helped out by his children, and he seemed to be so excited that he had not slept all night: "Clan leader, the old man dares to say, just keep this statue, just treat it as a little bit of our thoughts."

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Honglian said: "Boy, keep the statue."

"In addition to thinking about it, when you become a god, you can leave a trace of your soul and power behind. However, if there is an invasion from a foreign tribe, your tribe will worship you and revive your soul, so that you can protect your tribe."

Honglian thought for a while and then said: "And I also have a method, which was created by your ancestors."

"When you become a god, use your divine power to refine this statue, and then leave a mark on it. These compatriots will worship it and sacrifice it with their essence and blood treasures, which can provide you with a steady stream of power."

"The more worshipers there are, the stronger the power will be. I guess the Demon King has a similar method."

"Did you even hear what the kid said? Why do some demon gods build statues and let people worship them just to gain power?"

"this……"

Qin Yichen frowned: "Isn't this method of asking compatriots to sacrifice themselves to gain strength..."

Hong Lian said: "Boy, please don't be so pedantic! I know that you are reluctant to let them sacrifice blood and let them offer treasures."

"But you yourself have said that it is not the skill itself that determines the quality of the skill, but the user of the skill."

"If you can make them sincerely worship you, even if you contribute immortal power, holy power or even spiritual power, it will be a good thing!"

Honglian said: "Do you still remember those statues of gods in Golden Lion City? They used to worship those statues in order to enable those dragon generals to better resist the Eastern Barbarians. The dragon generals also lived up to the worship of all living beings. Do you think this

Is it a bad thing?"

"All right."

Qin Yichen thought of this and reluctantly agreed.

And Honglian also taught him the method.

The method is very simple, at least it doesn't involve anything too obscure.

In short, he refined the statue into a god statue, possessed his own ray of divine power, and was somehow bound to him.

When the worshiper dedicates his power, he will trace his origin through the statue of the god, making him stronger.
Chapter completed!