All people: Charm is full, all the heroines in the world love me

After that, Yang Zhao lived in seclusion and practiced every day.

He turned the Yang Mansion into an iron barrel.

He had previously obtained [Favor of Humanity] and [Heart of the People], which can be used in this world.

The servants and maids in the mansion obeyed his words and were loyal to him.

Later,

Yang Zhao was still worried.

After all, the cause of rebelling against heaven cannot tolerate any negligence.

He put restrictions on all these people, and they could not tell any news about him.

If they broke the restrictions by force, they would die.

Zhenwu Immortal Lord can exist.

But who Zhenwu Immortal Lord is cannot exist.

After a while,

Yang Zhao let these people inadvertently reveal the"Zhenwu Immortal Lord".

For example, when buying vegetables,

"Which deity are you worshipping?"

"I worship……"

"Oh, it's that immortal."

"Recently I changed to worshipping the Immortal Lord Zhenwu, and it is very effective."

It is the effect that is needed to moisten things silently.

The people of Galan Town will hear about this new immortal, but they will not care.

Because there are many immortals, many of whom cannot be named.

What's so strange about one more.

And when someone worships and it works, then they will be sought after.

Worship an effective immortal or worship an immortal who never responds to you, even a fool knows how to choose.

……

Yang Family.

Yang Zhao was practicing and waiting.

In front of him, there were countless skill seeds, shining brightly.

This was the harvest of his previous two lives.

In the first life, Yanhua Realm was very small, and the development of martial arts was not brilliant, so there was naturally not much martial arts.

Here, it only occupies one ten-thousandth. In the second life, he sat in the starry sky for eight thousand years.

All the enemies he met were powerful, and what they learned was complicated and extremely exquisite.

At the beginning, Yang Zhao also gained a lot. He even understood the formation practice.

Now, he turned all what he saw and learned in the two lives into skill seeds, and if there is a fate, he can give it to them. Since the human race cannot practice, he will let them practice.

Of course, the selection of this first batch of people must be cautious.

Now, after all, the demon race is powerful and cannot be neglected. If it is exposed, I am afraid that the reincarnation will end early.

Afterwards,

Yang Zhao entered seclusion again.

He has set up an automatic feedback mechanism for prayers.

There is no need for him to watch it personally.

Even if the skill seeds are given, they can be done by the feedback mechanism.

Other people in the Yang Mansion would also practice when they had time.

The servants and maids were given the martial arts, and they were all much stronger. Their spirits were different. Walking on the street, one could tell the difference between them and ordinary people at a glance.

After practicing for a month, they were no longer afraid of ordinary little monsters.

Not to mention the old Yang couple.

In the eyes of the servants and maids, the master and the lady were becoming more and more unpredictable.

Although they could not compare with the immortal king,

……

The Yang Mansion was quietly changing. Something different seemed to be happening in the outside world. That day, Du Wen, who was helping out at the dock, returned home covered in mud and sweat.

"Ahem… Wen'er is back." His mother came out, looking very weak and sick.

"Mother, go back to the house quickly!"

Du Wen didn't care about the dirt and hurriedly asked his mother to go back to the house and sit down.

"You are weak, don't catch a cold."

After that, he quickly washed up, changed into clean clothes, and went to see Du's mother.

"Mother, don't worry."

"The foreman is kind-hearted. I got a few more bucks today."

"In the future, I will go to the dock to help when I am free, and our lives will get better and better."

He imagined with a bright smile on his face.

""Okay, okay, go and eat. I've already prepared it, and it's still warm." His mother urged him.

"Okay, mother, take a rest."

Du Wen returned to the room and began to eat voraciously.

The work at the dock was tiring, and he was not used to it. He did not do his job well. At noon, he was even scolded by the foreman.

Alas!

He sighed.

His mother's illness required a lot of money.

Half a year?

Could he earn that much?

He shook his head and was determined to make enough money within half a year, even if he had to steal or rob...

Inside the house.

Du's mother was panting heavily, holding a pair of scissors in her hand, and blood was already flowing from her neck.

She leaned against the bed, tears streaming down her face.

With such a weak body, she even had difficulty committing suicide, and she didn't want to drag her son down anymore.

The next moment, she gritted her teeth and stabbed the scissors into her neck with all her strength.

Perhaps because of the mother-son bond,

Du Wen, who was eating, suddenly ran over, letting out a heart-wrenching cry of pain.

""Mother!!"

He rushed over and snatched the scissors away.

At this time, Du's mother was already breathing weakly.

""Mom, why, why?" Du Wen cried bitterly, his face full of tears.

This made quite a noise.

The neighbors were attracted.

When they saw Du Wen hugging his mother and crying, those who knew the situation at home sighed.

"Oh, I'm afraid that Amei committed suicide.…"

"This is because you don't want to burden your son."

"Her disease…"

"Can't be saved…"

"Pray to the gods, maybe..."

The neighbors were whispering.

After hearing the latter sentence, Du Wen suddenly came back to his senses.

Yes, yes, as long as the gods come forward, they will definitely be able to save my mother.

"Dear uncles and aunts"

"Tell me, tell me, which deity is most effective? I will worship him. I will worship him. I will build a golden statue for him and a temple for him."

"Tell me, tell me, please..." Du Wen was begging on his knees.

The neighbors were hesitant and embarrassed.

They had been praying to the gods for so many years, but it had never worked. They just wanted to feel at ease.

It was okay to persuade people to pray.

But the boy from the Du family wanted to pray to the gods to save his mother. If it didn't work, he would fight them to death.

At this time, a man in the crowd walked out, holding a statue in his hand.

The statue was made of ordinary clay and should have been ordinary, but at this time it was covered with a hazy glow, so that no one could see its face clearly, and it only felt very sacred and mysterious.

The man was extremely respectful, even in front of the statue, he was still very respectful.

He said to Du Wen:

"If you have any request, you can worship the immortal"

……

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