And this is what Tao Xiaowu wants, thousands of gold to buy horse bones!
Tao Xiaowu wants to complete the task of upgrading the Fire of Wu Yuan to gold or above in this world, but of course he cannot do it with his own strength.
But with the help of these indigenous people, it will be different!
"Starting from tomorrow, I will let more and more people believe in Yuan Tian!" Tao Xiaowu announced.
Originally there were many native mages who had doubts, but now, stimulated by Edgeworth's example, they all immediately became excited.
"yes!"
At this time, both Baldwin and Sade were eager to immediately bring more believers to Yuan Tian and perform more meritorious deeds in order to obtain Tao Xiaowu's reward.
Even Edgeworth is no exception.
Although at this time he obtained the Fire of Wuyuan and his soul was transformed into a flame state, it can be said that he has almost become a witch spirit.
But he still wants to continue climbing, he also wants to become an immortal and live forever!
Seeing Edgeworth and the others disperse and carry out their mission with high morale, Tao Xiaowu showed a slight smile on his face.
The power of faith is the intercepted power of humanity. Like the power of earth veins, it can be used as fuel to strengthen the Fire of Wuyuan!
At this time, Tao Xiaowu could see threads of faith power in the void, constantly floating into the Wuyuan Fire, and together with the power of the earth veins, supporting the burning of the Wuyuan Fire.
This is the faith and will of the people in the Sade territory who have begun to believe in Yuan Tian.
Unfortunately, the number of citizens in the Sade territory is not large, and the time of belief is too short. The faith power it can provide is not much, and it can even be said to be better than nothing.
But Tao Xiaowu believes that as more and more people in this world believe in Yuan Tian, it will become the source of power of Wu Yuan Fire in addition to the power of earth veins!
"Speaking of which, the Immortal Sect seems to have turned to Shinto in recent years...
I remember that the core of Lingshan Blessed Land noted there is the Divine Pond, not the Spiritual Pond!"
Tao Xiaowu's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered this thing that he almost ignored.
…
In the world of Dayu, the wind and rain are like darkness.
The lake water surged and floods occurred.
Qiu Shan stands on the wall of the Shenhuo Mountain Villa with his sword in hand. No matter how wind blows or rains, it cannot affect his figure in the slightest.
Even those violent storms suddenly bounced away once they entered Qiu Shan's side, as if Qiu Shan's entire body was protected by an invisible energy.
However, at this time, a huge black creature suddenly appeared in the wind and waves under the wall, and crashed towards the wall, causing a gust of wind and waves.
But at this moment, Qiu Shan moved, and the long sword in his hand popped out, making a clanging sound that even overwhelmed the wind and waves.
The sword light lit up the night sky like thunder!
It was just a flash, and a burst of blood appeared. A big fish, at least one foot long from head to tail, was cut into two pieces from head to tail by this sword, and blood flowed out from the internal organs, staining the water surface red.
Countless small fish and shrimps nearby were attracted by the smell of blood and came to grab food.
Qiu Shan put away his sword and returned, flicking his fingers.
A sonorous sword cry echoed on the water, and the small fish and shrimps that came to grab food were frightened and fled away in the blink of an eye.
If there are too many small fish and shrimps, they will easily attract other big fish, so naturally it is better to disperse them!
Bai He and others looked at this scene, with admiration and envy flashing in their eyes. This Qiu Shan is getting more and more powerful!
Since the witch master retreated into seclusion three years ago, he has never left seclusion.
And now the one guarding this place, no, I should say guarding this Divine Volcano Villa, apart from the dozens of wind and fire divine soldiers under the witch master, is Qiu Shan!
Although Qiu Shan also handed over the swordsmanship to them, their training time was short, only more than three years.
Secondly, they are not as qualified as Qiu Shan.
No wonder it is far inferior to Qiu Shan!
At this time, Qiu Shan looked at the horizon from a distance. Although it was still dark, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "The sky is about to light up. Once the darkness is over, it will not be so dangerous during the day!"
When everyone heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief. Such a long night of worry was finally coming to an end.
I just don’t know when Tao Xiaowu, the witch master, will be able to come out of seclusion?
…
"I don't know what's going on in Dayu World? Are you really going to refuse to let me go back if I don't complete the mission?"
Tao Xiaowu sighed in his heart.
In front of him, the witch fire burned blazingly, turning into a red color and as big as a washbasin.
In the void, the voice of prayer seems to be constantly ringing, falling into the fire of Wuyuan.
Just as Tao Xiaowu expected, as more and more people believe in Yuan Tian, the power of belief transmitted becomes stronger and stronger.
Now it has replaced the power of earth veins and has gradually become the strongest force supporting the fire and growth of the original sky.
At this time, Tao Xiaowu's heart moved, as if he heard a different voice among the many prayers. He plucked the thread of faith and looked over.
In a cramped and small room, an adult man was lying on the bed moaning with a high fever. The air was filled with lifelessness. He was obviously terminally ill.
Several half-grown children and a woman in ragged clothes were crying sadly.
Obviously, if a man dies and there is no breadwinner in the family, life will be even more difficult.
Even the youngest child, who was only two or three years old, already felt something at this time and started crying bitterly.
Neighbors were crowded outside the door, all wearing simple patches. Looking at the scene in front of them, they all had a feeling of sadness.
What happened to this family can easily remind them of themselves.
It's obvious that this place is a ghetto!
Living in a place like this is just barely enough. If you encounter any storm, you may be annihilated.
It is conceivable that after the death of the man in this family, the woman and her underage daughter had no choice but to become the cheapest prostitutes if they wanted to survive.
Others have a hard time surviving to adulthood, and may have to go to work early...
At this moment, there is a depressing atmosphere everywhere.
They are all poor, and if they want to help, they are powerless!
Only a man wearing black linen clothes was different. His face was calm. Although his clothes were not gorgeous, he was very clean and tidy.
At this time, the man was clasping his hands together, muttering to himself in front of the window, and constantly praying to the original sky.
The sound of prayer even reached the ears of Tao Xiaowu clearly. This was an indigenous mage sent out to preach!
Tao Xiaowu stretched out his hand, and a burst of Wuyuan Fire was transmitted along with the thread of faith in prayer.
boom!
It was as if a ball of flame suddenly appeared in this room, its light warm and soothing.