Chapter 62 Tens of billions of subsidies bring a lot of luck
More and more sky-praying lanterns flew into the sky, and the jumping flames seemed to turn into twinkling stars in the sky, and each of them became one, slowly drifting into the distance with the wind.
"call out."
Along with a sharp sound, the sky suddenly burst into brilliant sparks. The dazzling fireworks reflected in the river water gave it a different kind of beauty.
For a while, people couldn't tell the difference between sky and water.
"Blessed by the heavenly official, receive heavenly wealth!"
The voice of the City God, Judge Dongwen, resounded and spread throughout Changning County in the blink of an eye.
All the gods raised their heads and looked in the direction of the sound.
In an instant, an illusory high platform rose up. It was a hundred feet high and nearly thirty feet wide. The city god stood on the high platform and recited the words of prayer and sacrifice.
The heavenly official who bestowed the blessing was Emperor Ziwei, whose status was almost one of the most noble people in heaven.
Not to mention an ordinary person like the City God, even if King Mingling saw it, he also bowed and bowed with great ceremony.
At this moment, almost all the prefectures, county gods, and even the government offices of the imperial court were jointly offering sacrifices to the supreme emperor in heaven, praying for his blessings in descending to the east in that month.
"Gods, please come to the rooftop!" The judge's voice sounded again.
Then Qiu Ping and the shrew felt their bodies being pulled by the force of the liquid, and without realizing it, they soared into the air and were connected to the high platform.
On the high platform, in addition to the City God and Wen Bian, there are ten gods.
Among them, seven people came back alive from the underworld, and the other three were outstanding performers last year.
Just as Yeyoushen said, is the City God trying to compensate Qiu Ping and the others in that way?
"Boom."
There seemed to be a muffled thunder in the void.
Such a sound can be heard by those who practice Shintoism and practice. In the eyes of ordinary people, everything is normal at this moment.
"Wow."
Suddenly, someone in the sky seemed to lift up the curtain with jade ruyi, and the originally dark sky became wrinkled. Then someone lifted it with force, and a bright light burst out between the sky and the earth.
The clouds were billowing, and there seemed to be countless figures hiding behind them, making it impossible to see their true faces.
But every path must not be like the gods in the heaven, free and pure.
Qiu Ping stared blankly at the sky. It turned out that from the perspective of Shinto, the blessings from the heavenly officials were not like that. The light that opened up the world was not a blessing. In comparison, what he caught when he was a ghost Luck is really not even there.
It's normal to think about it. The Divine Way of the Heaven and the Shinto of the Earth are not related to each other between the central and local governments. Isn't it possible that if you don't give most of the blessings to your own people, it will be easy for outsiders?
"The Heavenly Official has given you blessings. Let each one rely on his own ability. Let's go." Judge Wen glanced at the gods, his eyes fell on the Qi basin in Qiu Ping's legs, and he couldn't help but take a closer look at the little loach.
As his voice fell, countless blessings turned into rain and fell one after another.
The light rain falling from the sky is limited to the areas outside the Tiandong Ceremony Terrace. A very small part leaks out, turns into mist, disperses between heaven and earth, and is received by human practitioners or the spirits in the mountains.
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True rain and dew are all wet.
"Whoosh."
The shrew was the first to jump out. His speed was so fast that he left countless afterimages in the void, frantically receiving blessings.
The other gods also used their own magical powers to collect light rain in various ways.
"Oil Technique!"
Qiu Ping was naturally unwilling to be outdone. As soon as he changed his mind, the friction between his body and the air dropped significantly.
The mist around him rose, carrying him into black light, flowing in the void, inheriting the blessings all over the sky.
At that moment, Qiu Ping had the absurd illusion that he was grabbing red envelopes during a demonstration in his previous life.
Well, tens of billions of subsidies will bring a lot of money.
Bu Nao, no matter how happy he is now, the current situation is too disadvantageous for the gods of the Shuiguan system. Because most of them live in the water, they can't exert their strength on the shore.
Even Qiu Ping himself felt uncomfortable, let alone other water gods.
Especially the turtle river god of Chenjiaping, dragging his heavy body to passively receive some of their bad luck, it seems really bitter.
But whether this is the case, there are still many blessings that have dissipated between heaven and earth because they have not been collected.
"Bang."
Suddenly, the Qi basin in Qiu Ping's leg swelled several times in size, and the majestic attracting power of the liquid came from it. The good fortune in the sky gathered towards the basin, and 60% of the good fortune in the sky was taken away.
"City God..." The judge said in a low voice, feeling that he had taken too much of the gas basin.
But the city god shook his head and did not stop.
The eyes of the shrew on the side widened. His big brother is too fierce. I can cheat, but I don’t want it to be so blatant. The city god is watching from the side.
Wow, when he looked at the blessings that had almost turned into liquid in the Qi basin, he even thought that blessings would come to the east.
For so much good fortune, he was willing to exchange half...oh no, one-third of his small treasury.
After about an hour, the originally uncovered black sky curtain was let go, the light disappeared, and the world returned to darkness.
And the rain of good fortune that filled the sky slowly stopped coming from the east.
The shrew slumped on the ground, gasping for breath and spitting out its tongue from exhaustion. If someone were not proficient in the art of fortune-telling, you would have found that his head was almost completely red, with only a red edge left in the east.
That means that his personality is very close to the seventh level. If there is Chi Feng Donglai in front of him, he will transform into a seventh level god.
As for the other gods, their personalities have changed, and their red energy has increased.
Pi Nuo, their growth rate is not much, because most of their luck is taken away by Qiu Ping's gas basin, and their speed is far less than that of shrews, so they can only eat scraps at the beginning.
"Ouch, that work is really tiring." Qiu Ping held the Qi Gathering Basin and shook it slightly, and the liquid inside rippled like molten gold, making it look viscous and sacred.
His fortune has not increased much, because most of his luck has gone outside the Qi Gathering Basin.
"Brother, give him a drink, just one!" The shrew looked at the basin in Qiu Ping's lap, his eyes were red, and he jumped into the basin.
But Qiu Ping grabbed him, pinched the skin of his neck and threw him aside.
As soon as Qiu Ping thought about it, the golden fortune in the basin soared into the sky and was divided into ten parts, seven of which were larger and three were smaller.
More blessings were absorbed into the bodies of the gods who returned from the underworld, while smaller blessings entered the bodies of the other three gods.
Everyone has a share, but the shrew also received a lot of luck, and in the blink of an eye he made up for the little red in his destiny, and completely entered the category of full red.
The city god took Qiu Ping's actions into consideration, and then looked in the direction of Fuhe River from a distance.
Does that little loach have some wisdom? It's not that easy to ask for help from He Bo.