After fulfilling a believer's wish, Chu Ci looked at the Earth-Escape Spear Platform in his hand and fell into deep thought.
Can this thing be sold for money?
According to past experience, the upper limit of converting this type of tribute into divine power is about 10-15, and it is only 20 when it is exhausted. It will not bring much improvement to him now.
Instead, it might be more useful to sell it for money.
"Let's turn it into divine power." Chu Ci sighed and absorbed it.
Even if he sells the wine for money, it will be useless. His financial gap cannot be made up by a bottle of wine. He needs a piece of land where he can carve and refine the magic circle.
It is best to buy this piece of land, because carving the magic circle will cause indelible damage to the ground, and Chu Ci cannot deal with the landlord's surprise inspection at any time.
There is also the funds to purchase a large amount of Zi Yao Stone, which is also a huge amount of money.
How about going to Song Bao to get some?
As soon as a sinful thought came into Chu Ci's mind, he quickly killed it.
I am a god, not a devil, I am a god...
Chu Ci always reminds himself not to be tempted by external things.
He couldn't blame Chu Ci. From Song Bao's memory, he learned that with the convenience of his own abilities, Song Bao was unfavorable in business negotiations and had tens of billions of net worth. Only then could he quickly establish a foothold in Jiuge City, and soon
Become the leading hotel in Chengnan District.
This made Chu Ci very envious and jealous. He could actually do what Song Bao did. Unfortunately, the laws of the gods restricted him and he could not influence the thinking of ordinary people.
"How about I do another commission?"
One thing has another problem, as long as the money is enough, Chu Ci feels that it is not impossible to become a private detective again.
The majesty of the gods? What is that? Can it be eaten?
It's a pity that Gu Huangyan's God of Cookery shop hasn't developed yet, otherwise Chu Ci wouldn't be so distressed.
Watching the upper limit of divine power change from 705 to 720, this improvement used to make him happy for a long time, but now it is so boring.
It would be great if someone came to worship the three-color crystal again.
Chu Ci couldn't help but think about it, but he knew that this was impossible. Now, apart from him and Gu Huangyan, the only other owners of the three-color crystal were Song Bao, who could make amethyst.
When he first entered the lower realm, Chu Ci was still thinking about using the power of the gods to obtain high-quality tributes, and then giving them to believers, so that they could pray to him with the gifts, thus achieving the purpose of increasing the upper limit of his divine power.
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Facts have proved that Chu Ci thought too much. The tributes prayed by believers cannot pass through the hands of the gods. To be more precise, any tribute that has a direct or indirect relationship with the gods cannot be converted into the upper limit of divine power.
Because of this, Chu Ci now wants to get another tribute from the three-color crystal. Apart from Song Bao praying to him again, there is no other way. Even if he announces the method of making the three-color crystal now, it will be useless.
Cheaper other gods.
"It is more reliable to think of other methods."
Just as Chu Ci was about to go to the God of Cookery's shop to have a meal, a strong vibration from the altar came from the south of the city.
Chu Ci looked towards the south of the city in astonishment.
It’s Song Bao and the others!
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South of the city, Dark Night Hotel.
A group of temple personnel wearing white robes blocked all entrances and exits of the hotel, preventing anyone from going out.
In the manor behind the hotel, a fierce melee was going on.
The battle priests of the temple and the special beings of the Dark Night Society fought together, and bursts of roar broke out.
In the central area of the battle, blood spilled from Song Bao's mouth as he looked at the two gods' favored ones in front of him.
"How many times do I have to say it, I don't know what evil is. We are people who were driven out of the city and have nothing to do with the Dark Night Club!"
"It doesn't matter?" The leader of the God's Favorites sneered: "Amethyst, is that the name of that thing? Every year, Li Cheng receives the Amethyst from you. Doesn't it matter?" p>
Song Bao's heart sank. It seemed that Yue Wu and others had completely told the people in the temple about him.
Seeing the one-sided battle on the field, Song Bao was extremely anxious.
The strength of the temple is too strong. There are more than a dozen fighting priests alone, as well as the two divine favored ones in front of them who are comparable to mid-level special beings. However, Song Bao is the only one among them who is a mid-level special person.
Among my brothers, there are also special beings who are not good at fighting. Defeat is only a matter of time.
Thinking in his mind rapidly, Song Bao said: "I can go with you, but you have to let my brothers go. Most of them are from Jiuge City. They have done nothing bad and should not be implicated by me.
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"You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me." The leader of the gods said coldly: "Everyone who belongs to the Dark Night Society is the target of the temple's purge."
"Huo Jiu, something is wrong." The female God's Favorite on the side frowned: "The two powerful special beings just now disappeared.
Huo Jiu reacted immediately and his face darkened: "You are stalling for time!"
"But, it's useless!"
Huo Jiu made a secret with his hands, and with himself as the center, an invisible wave spread to all directions.
Exploration!
"There!"
Huo Jiu's body flashed and he quickly rushed towards the back of the manor!
Song Bao's expression changed, and he was about to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by the female God's Favorite.
"Your opponent is me!"
In less than a minute, Huo Jiu passed through the center of the battle and arrived at the backyard of the manor.
As soon as he arrived here, he saw two figures kneeling on the ground, praying devoutly.
"Altar prayer?"
Huo Jiu was stunned. As villains, you pray to the gods in front of temple personnel. Is this appropriate?
Logically speaking, the enemy cannot be allowed to do what he wants to do. The correct choice at this time should be to go up and destroy the altar, but Huo Jiu hesitated.
Praying at the altar is sacred, and interrupting the prayers of believers is not the behavior of temple members, and it is easy to offend the gods.
Just when Huo Jiu hesitated, the voice of his companion came from behind.
"Huo Jiu, what are you doing?! Stop him quickly!"
Turning around, he saw that Song Bao had used some means to get rid of the obstruction of his companions and was rushing towards the altar with all his strength.
"Seeking death!"
Huo Jiu snorted coldly and came to Song Bao's path in a few steps.
He lowered his waist and punched, and the fist with the sound of breaking through the air quickly came to Song Bao and punched him in the abdomen. The force was so strong that it almost knocked out Song Bao's bile.
Then Huo Jiu came behind Song Bao, turned around, hugged his waist, and threw him. With a bang, a hole was made in the ground.
This set of movements was so smooth that Song Bao lost his ability to resist in the blink of an eye.
"Brother Bao!"
Huyang and Baojin finished their prayers, just in time to see Song Bao being caught by two people from the temple.
Just as they were about to step forward to rescue them, suddenly strong winds roared around them, and the flames on the altar grew louder, converging into a huge flaming man, exuding endless majesty.
The burning man was condescending and made a deafening sound.