I just became the Lord God, my golden finger is a chat group

Chapter 85 God's Punishment
Hong Qigong was in a daze at the moment.

He didn't know what happened to these people, why they had such a big reaction when he just said that he wanted to degenerate and join the Demon Cult.

Even if what I said is too much and some are inappropriate, there is no need to shout and kill.

Hong Qigong has no idea how much influence a religion with a true God has on believers, and has always understood things according to his previous habits.

His seniority is high enough in the arena, and his martial arts are strong enough, so when facing people of other religions, he speaks straightforwardly, without much scruples.

And these people also considered his seniority and martial arts, so most of them didn't dare to confront him and chose to do it themselves. Even if they scolded Buddha and Sanqing in front of them, these people could only smile embarrassingly and dare not refute.

But the original god religion is different from these false god sects. The former is false, while the latter is true. This also caused the original god religion disciples to take their own sect's face very seriously and could not tolerate any slander.

Once someone dares to slander the religion, no matter who you are, you will all die, even if the emperor dares to say this, they will dare to kill you.

Hong Qigong's words obviously touched the backs of everyone, that's why everyone was so angry that they wanted to kill them quickly.

"Since everyone has asked for it, let's kill it!" Huang Rong waved her hands indifferently.

"Hey, hey, you guys don't talk about martial ethics! It's just a verbal fight, there's no need to rise to the point of shouting and killing." Hong Qigong didn't hide his face when he saw everyone walking towards him with grim smiles. The killing intent immediately became agitated.

What are you doing, your god religion is simply too outrageous. If you say that you kill people, you will kill people. Is there any king's law, and is there any law.

In fact, Hong Qigong wasn't afraid of death himself. People of his age had already looked down on life and death.

It doesn't matter if he died, but the subsequent big conflict between the beggar gang and the original god religion is not a joke, and it is unknown how many people will die by then.

Even more serious, if the two sides fight to the ups and downs, I am afraid that even the imperial court will not be spared. At that time, other countries will take advantage of it, and the Great Song Dynasty will definitely perish.

Thinking of the serious consequences, Hong Qigong couldn't care less, and hurriedly begged Huang Rong for mercy, expressing that he was convinced.

"It's no use begging me for mercy. You insulted our God, so if you want to survive, you must ask God to forgive you, otherwise I can't stop these passionate people." Huang Rong replied slowly.

"Then where is your god? I'll go and tell him in person." Hong Qigong said impatiently.

Hong Qigong thought that the so-called gods of the original gods were just pretending to be gods, but he didn't know that they were real gods.

Huang Rong looked at Hong Qigong who couldn't wait with a weird face, and finally said: "If you have this attitude, then I can say that you are doomed. If you want to see my god, you must maintain absolute humility. Otherwise, I promise you will die miserably."

so serious?

Hong Qigong was instinctively suspicious.

His martial arts are already rare in the world, unless Wang Chongyang is resurrected, or Huang Chang, who created the Nine Yin Manual, makes a move, otherwise he is confident that not many people in the world can kill him.

But looking at Huang Rong's expression, it seems that what she said was not false. Could it be that there are really hidden masters in this world that he doesn't know?

After seeing the astonishing martial arts of the people of the Yuanyuan God Sect, Hong Qigong was not as confident as before.

He thought about it, after all, this is someone else's territory, and it is right for you to maintain a respectful attitude towards your own gods, and there is nothing difficult about it.

So he nodded, expressing his agreement to Huang Rong's proposal.

"Come here, bring me a copy of the scriptures of the divine religion."

After a few breaths, someone brought over the article of offering sacrifices to the gods.

"It's very easy to see the gods, you just need to recite this sutra wholeheartedly." Huang Rong handed the gods' prayer technique to Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong took it over and browsed it roughly, and he knew that it was indeed an article to worship the gods, and there was nothing special about it. The words on it did not have any magical power, and the paper was ordinary rice paper.

After reading this scripture, Hong Qigong felt that he understood it completely. This is a religion that pretends to be gods and ghosts. The so-called gods are simply imagined by believers. There is no such thing as a god in this world.

Even so, as a prisoner, Hong Qigong didn't say anything unacceptable to others, but he didn't take it seriously in his heart.

"Remember, you must be pious when you recite scriptures, and devote yourself to it, otherwise you will not be forgiven by the gods. Don't blame me for not explaining in advance." Huang Rong instructed again.

Hong Qigong rolled his eyes, glanced at Huang Rong angrily, followed the method described above, and then forced himself to recite the gods' articles with his heart.

At the beginning, it was difficult for him to get involved. After all, he didn't believe in God in his heart, so naturally he didn't have much piety to speak of.

But as the scriptures were recited line by line, the indifference expression on Hong Qigong's face gradually disappeared, and his voice gradually became high-pitched and extremely expressive.

So Hong Qigong really saw God.

At this moment, he no longer had any doubts, replaced by fear and remorse.

"Hong Qi, the blasphemer, I think you have repentance. If you can believe in me devoutly in the future, you can be exempted from the death penalty. But if you blaspheme first, the death penalty can be avoided, and the death penalty cannot be escaped. I now sentence you to be baptized by thunder. "The magnificent voice sounded in the depths of the dimension.

Then Hong Qigong felt that he had withdrawn from the space-time dimension and returned to the real world.

"Crack!"

Thunder on the ground.

Large swathes of dark clouds appeared in the originally clear sky, with a large number of lightning shuttles among them, and the sound of thunder was deafening.

Amid the stunned gazes of everyone, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and instantly hit Hong Qigong who was kneeling on the ground.

Hong Qigong didn't even have time to scream. His whole body was scorched from the electric shock, his white hair stood on end, his hair was as cold as a hedgehog, and his body smelled like meat.

God's punishment!

These two words flashed in everyone's minds, and they naturally knew the fundamental reason why Hong Qigong was struck by lightning.

This is the punishment of the gods to the blasphemers. The specific power depends on the degree of blasphemy. If the gods are more benevolent, then generally they will not kill you, but will only make you unable to take care of yourself for a period of time.

But if this god is more vengeful, then congratulations, you are finished, and it is an extravagant hope to die quickly.

However, the original god is obviously a kind god, so he just released a thunderbolt, and he didn't intend to kill Hong Qigong, so the old beggar was still alive after being electrocuted.

But looking at him like this, even if he saves his life, it will take a while to walk on the ground. After all, it is blasphemy. If the past is exposed lightly, then the gods still have no prestige.

(End of this chapter)