"Yes, yes."
Changsheng thought for a while, then said after careful consideration, "But... the exorcist Martial God should be the easiest among them to gain the power of faith."
There are only so many human desires and fears.
The God of War relies on his powerful force to save the people from fire and water, and then obtains the power of faith. Other faiths are basically occupied by others, and it is even more difficult to take away the power of those faiths that have masters.
“What are people’s beliefs and pursuits for that are endless and can never be too much?”
Wang Xiaotai couldn't think of anything for a while. Is there anything that people strive for and are willing to worship more gods to get it?
The martial gods who enter Taoism through martial arts are certainly powerful and can protect people, but I'm afraid people will only believe in such a god who can protect their own safety, right?
Is there anything you can never have too much of?
Chang Sheng slapped his thigh, "Money!"
All the bustle in the world is for benefit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for benefit.
"As the saying goes, 'I don't even look at the Bodhisattva who seeks marriage, and I can't afford to kneel in the Temple of Wealth!' Sometimes lovers find it too much, but who would dislike too much money?"
"And among the three thousand immortals in the sky, I have indeed never heard of the existence of any female goddess of wealth."
"If using force to enter Taoism doesn't work, let's use money to enter Taoism!"
"When the time comes, there will be temples of wealth all over Jiuzhou, who will not be your believer!"
Changsheng started a new round of imagination, "This is a good idea. Our disadvantage is that we don't know how to fight and we don't have other powers. But what kind of powers does the God of Wealth need? As long as we have money!"
"This kind of ability to have superpowers when you have money, I would like to call it money ability."
"With the power of money, you can rival the gods in the sky with a mortal body!"
"Xiao Tai, let's add another touch to our story of Fuyao. When Fairy Fuyao was born, there was a burst of fragrance in the sky, and gold fell down, and it rained down!"
"This is not the God of Wealth coming to the world!"
Wang Xiaotai raised her eyebrows and said, "Sister Changsheng, what you said is very good, but there is a problem."
"What?"
"I do not have money."
All Wang Xiaotai's possessions are a few clothes and a red scale dagger, all in the storage bag.
The dignified storage bag could have been used to store elixirs and elixirs, or at least some things that an immortal should have.
But Wang Xiaomo's storage bag was very poor. There was even a lot of vegetables, radish and rice flour piled in it, and there was a quilt rolled up beside it.
This is Wang Xiaotai's food along the way, ready for emergencies at any time.
Wang Xiaotai took out everything, and the entire carriage was immediately filled with simple food such as vegetables and radishes.
"I only have these things, can I still be the God of Wealth?"
Changsheng immediately asked her to put everything away. She held a radish that rolled to her side with mud in disgust, "Of course I know you have no money. It doesn't matter if you don't have money. Tao Xian will have it."
Tao Xianhui?
Wang Xiaotai thought of the Xianxian Restaurants all over the world, and immediately understood that the Xianxian Restaurant must have a lot of money accumulated over the years.
"If you just want money, don't worry. Do you know how much this giant spirit cannon is worth on the market?"
Of course Wang Xiaotai didn't know and shook her head honestly.
"Five million spiritual stones."
Changsheng stretched out a hand and shook it, "We are sitting on five million spirit stones now. Do you know how much it costs to fire a giant spirit cannon?"
Of course Wang Xiaotai still didn't know and continued to shake her head.
"One hundred thousand spiritual stones, just in that Dacheng Village just now, with that one shot, with a bang, one hundred thousand spiritual stones were gone."
"Now you know that Tao Xianhui is not short of money, right?"
"If you just want money, you can have as much as you want."
"What's more, do you think the God of Wealth is just spending money?"
Changsheng smiled and curled his eyebrows. Although he was in a mess and his long hair was messy, he was really bright and lively.
She always raised the corners of her lips slightly before, appropriately and cautiously, making people feel calm and pleasant.
But now Changsheng's eyebrows are raised and his eyes are bright, as beautiful as a painting coming to life.
"If you, the new God of Wealth, are to be introduced into the world, of course you will have to spend a lot of money to create this persona in the early stages, but once you are on the path and take this road to the God of Wealth, your followers will put their faith in it. I leave the power to you."
"Xiao Moss, you will slowly acquire godhood in this process."
"With godhead, you can be called a god."
"By then, you will be the richest man in the world. Every drop of sweat and blood on your body can be turned into money."
"How can the God of Wealth be called the God of Wealth if he has no money?"
"Also, if you take the God of Wealth route, you can't call her Fuyao Fairy, you have to call her Fuyao Empress."
"How can a fairy be as rich as an empress?"
Wang Xiaotai nodded as if understanding.
In other words, it does require a lot of money at the beginning, but after the character of the God of Wealth is truly stabilized, believers will spontaneously regard themselves as the God of Wealth in their hearts.
The power of those beliefs will turn you into a real God of Wealth step by step.
Just like the believers in Jin Nanjing, they will buy their own statues and talismans, and they will come to worship the God of Wealth. Although they are praying to the God of Wealth, they will hand over their money and pray for the God of Wealth's blessing.
This is a deal between gods and humans.
Changsheng believes that there is no need to change the story of Fuyao Fairy. A miserable life experience and a kind heart do not conflict with the character of the God of Wealth.
This was the first time that Changsheng planned to create a god other than using martial arts to enter Taoism. Before, she had always taken the path of using martial arts to enter Taoism.
Take the Lord of God to remote areas to exorcise evil spirits and avoid ghosts, in order to gain the rare power of faith.
Starting today, they will embark on a new path to the God of Wealth!
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Under Lishan Mountain on the other side, two people landed directly from the clouds outside the barrier of the back mountain of the Old Mother Palace.
The two immortals looked exactly the same, with a strong build, wearing silver armor, and horns on their heads. They looked majestic and majestic.
"Do you smell it?"
One of them moved his nose and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "It's Ao Shun, right?"
"It's him."
The other man nodded, squatted down with a serious face, and reached out to push away the tangled grass. Under the tangled grass, there was a red blood stain that was invisible to the naked eye. He stretched out his hand to dig out the blood crystal that had formed into a hard crystal. came out, "He was seriously injured."
"But since he has arrived at Lao Mu Gong, why doesn't he ask Lao Mu Gong for help? Li Jiutuan will not fail to give him this face."
Two identical faces looked at Lishan right in front of them, their expressions as dark as water.
"Brother, why don't we just go in? Anyway, Old Mother Lishan is in seclusion all year round. Who knows where she is if she says she is in seclusion."
"As long as we act fast enough, we will massacre this old mother's palace tonight. It's dark and windy, and they won't have time to call for help."
One person seemed to be talking about something happy and laughed.
"Although Li Jiutuan has never left the mountain, he is quite famous. He doesn't know the truth or the truth, so he still practices courtesy first and then fights."
The person who is called the elder brother is obviously more able to keep his composure, "Let's see what he has to say first."
The two of them turned around and looked at an old man in yellow clothes and white hair who was waiting quietly on the side with a cane, bending over and groveling extremely.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord, the two immortals are above me. The little immortal Huangdang is very polite."
"Do you deserve to be called an immortal?"
The younger brother sneered disdainfully and looked down at the old man in yellow who was almost bent to the ground. "A beast that can only deceive those stupid humans is worthy of standing in front of us?"
Huang Dang shuddered and threw the crutches away. He knelt down with a thud and kowtowed repeatedly. He leaned over to admit his mistake. His white hair hung down to the ground and was covered with dust.
The two immortals stood high above them, looking down at the old man kowtow to them.
The dragon-head crutch thrown aside by the old man was stained with some dust. Under the dust, a smiling weasel's face was engraved on the crutch, and a sentence was engraved on the edge:
Xianfei wishes grandpa a long life!
