He looked at the two of them calmly. Even though Hua Qing'er was beautiful, he only glanced at her lightly. Without waiting for the two to answer, he continued: "You two don't need to answer now. After a while, when you see the kindness and magical powers of the Vulcan God I teach, I think you two will join voluntarily."
"With that, please begin your performance."
Seeing that there is no success in fishing in troubled waters, he simply took an open and honest look to see who the Holy God of the Wild Fire Sect is.
"Then please take a look, little friend."
After saying that, the Holy Spirit turned and walked towards the altar table. As he walked, he took out a token from his sleeve. It was bright red all over, with ink on top. There was a faint light of fire, and it was like black clouds in the sky pressing down on the city.
Vulcan Order!
Zhong Yan couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the token taken out by the Holy Spirit.
The God of Fire gave his order, and all the fires surrendered. According to legend, in the past, the God of Fire burned all the evil spirits and left a token for his believers when he left, which can summon heavenly fire and control spirit beasts. It is the supreme treasure in the path of flame cultivation. Since then, the scattered Vulcan believers have gathered together, and whoever controls the Vulcan Order will be the leader. Over time, the Vulcan Order has also become a symbol of power of the Wild Fire Sect.
Now the leader has passed the Vulcan Order to the Holy Son, which means he has chosen the next leader. Thinking of this, Zhong Yan became more determined to follow the Holy Spirit.
"Rise the tripod."
Following the Holy Spirit's command, four bearded men in red flew in from a distance carrying a square tripod.
The four legs of the square tripod are about as thick as an adult man's thigh. The tripod's body is engraved with red clouds of sky fire, red birds, red birds, dragons and other auspicious birds and beasts. The visual inspection of the tripod weighs less than a thousand pounds, but the four people carrying it in the air looked pale. Without gasping for breath, Fang Ding made a dull loud noise after landing, as if the earth was shaking. This unique skill made the people around him exclaim in surprise, saying that gods have descended to earth.
Seeing the noise of people, the Holy Spirit raised his right hand and pressed down to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said: "In the past, the God of Fire observed the terrain of the world and observed the luck in the four directions. There was a faint gush of golden energy in the south of the Yangtze River, which was the dragon vein of gold. Gathering together again, this kind of blessing is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.”
Seeing the eager expressions of everyone in front of him, a satisfied smile appeared on the Holy Spirit's face: "Then the God of Fire issued a decree, ordering me to wait for the believers to wait for the day when the golden energy matures, and come to help the people here gain wealth and benefit the country."
"The sacred fire sets fire to all directions, the gold in the thick soil brings long-lasting blessings."
The Holy Spirit holds the Vulcan Token in one hand, draws a few runes in front of him with the other hand, puts it on the Vulcan Token, and then points it towards the square tripod.
After these runes entered the originally empty Fang Ding, the body of the tripod suddenly burst into flames, and the patterns outlining celestial birds and beasts glowed with golden light. Everyone involuntarily covered their eyes with their hands.
Immediately, the light dissipated and the flames were restrained, leaving only the flames in the cauldron still burning.
"Now, please put the prepared capital into the cauldron one by one. I will explain once again that this sect will never charge you a penny to let everyone invest money, just to inform the Vulcan of the amount of the principal. After that, The principal will be returned together.”
When they heard that it was a sure-profit deal, everyone became very excited. They lined up in a long queue and took out silver coins from their pockets, purses, and sleeves.
Most of the people who came today are farmers who work at sunrise and rest at sunset. They don’t have much savings, so what everyone brought out was mostly a few copper coins or scattered silver. Even ingots of silver were very rare, let alone Talk about gold.
At the front of the queue was a dark-faced man, wearing coarse linen clothes, with strong muscles on his arms, and thick calluses on his hands. At first glance, he looked like a farmer who always faced the loess and turned his back to the sky.
I saw him holding a bunch of copper coins in his hand, looking at the fire burning in the cauldron, hesitating in his heart.
Seeing this, the Holy Spirit patted the man's shoulder affectionately and said with a kind face: "Uncle, please rest assured that this place is rich in gold and there is absolutely no risk. I guarantee you that if the uncle's capital is swallowed up, I will The Holy Cult is willing to compensate you ten times the price, how about that?"
Hearing this, the man suddenly gained confidence and decisively threw the bunch of copper coins in his hand into the burning fire.
Seeing the copper coins entering the cauldron, everyone on the side also gathered around, looking into the cauldron with their eyes wide open, wanting to witness with their own eyes this magical scene of using money to make money.
However, there was no scene of golden light filling the sky or bursts of thunder as everyone imagined. A member of the Wild Fire Cult on the side walked straight to the cauldron, reached into the blazing flames inside the cauldron with his bare hands, and took out two brand new silver notes.
Everyone saw with their own eyes that the banknote was taken out of the fire, but there was no trace of burning. It even felt cold to the touch, and they couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Uncle, you have invested a total of one hundred penny in principal, and now you have returned one tael of silver. In addition, the God of Fire has also converted a hundred penny in gold into one tael of silver. Uncle, you have to collect these two taels of silver. alright"
Looking at the two taels of silver notes handed to his hand, the black-faced man was a little doubtful at first. He turned the banknotes over and over several times. After confirming it, he happily thanked the Holy Spirit: "Thank you, Immortal, thank you very much." Immortal chief."
Seeing that money can really make money, everyone behind them also became active and very cooperatively threw their few possessions into the fire of the cauldron.
"Hurry up, why is your family's money so slow?"
"What do you know? I'm rich, so what's wrong with having more children?"
Everyone who threw money in got at least twice the return in the end. Even if it was just scattered change, it would become complete silver notes after being baptized by the God of Fire.
"Bank notes, why do everyone get bank notes?"
Qingya watched everyone leave with satisfaction, and couldn't help but feel a little doubtful in his heart.
"Qingya, are you really going to give them money? This kind of trick looks like a lie at first glance. You won't be as blinded by money as they are." Hua Qing'er hurriedly watched Qingya take out a piece of silver. Grabbed his hand.
"Of course not, but you must have bait when fishing. This can be regarded as collecting evidence. You must find out how they deceive people. Of course, if they really have such skills, it will save them trouble."
After saying that, Qingya stepped forward and threw the ingot of silver into the cauldron.
It seemed that Qing Ya had thrown in more money, and the attitude of the Wildfire cult member had become much more friendly. After taking out the two banknotes, he respectfully handed them back to Qing Ya.
"Why does this person look like he wants me to come more often? They don't make any money, so why are they so diligent?"
This good show by the Wild Fire Sect made Qing Ya suspicious.
"My little friend, Uncle Zhong Yan has offended you many times before. I would like to apologize to you two first. After seeing the power of the God of Fire, are you willing to join our Wild Fire God Sect and bathe in the holy fire together?"
Qingya ignored him, but said to the Huanghuo cultist who had just handed him the money: "Great Immortal, I usually only use change. Can I exchange these two ten-tael silver notes into one-tael?" Woolen cloth?"
The man asked the Holy Spirit with his eyes, and after receiving the approval, he took out a stack of one or two banknotes from behind and exchanged them with Qingya.
"Well, Holy Spirit Great Immortal, what did you ask me just now? Join the Wild Fire Sect? I will definitely do it next time. I will definitely do it next time."
After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave, but Hua Qing'er didn't look at the Holy Spirit with her face at all. She tossed her hair, leaving only a graceful back.
