Age of Gods: My followers are all false believers

Chapter 210 The first batch of merits

In the end, He Xiaoxiao did not teach this little beggar his real skills, but warned him that if one day he could cleanse his karma, he could consider accepting him as his disciple.

After that, He Xiaoxiao left in a hurry. Before leaving, he said that if anyone wanted to wash away the karma of their ancestors, they could come to her.

In this way, a new type of merit-harvesting organization was born, claiming to do more good deeds, accumulate merit, repay the sinful debts of the ancestors, and make themselves better.

As soon as this news came out, heated discussions arose all over the world. It seems a bit unreasonable for individuals and groups to pay debts from the father to the son.

But for this world, if these debts completely turn into bad debts, it will be harmful and unfavorable to the development of the entire world.

He Xiaoxiao's move also promoted the development of the world in disguise. Many people's families were in decline because of too much karma accumulated by their ancestors.

One person's strength may be very weak, but for big families like those with hundreds or thousands of people, this move is undoubtedly quite beneficial to them.

More than 20 days later, He Xiaoxiao was so moved that he almost cried when he felt the first glimmer of merit.

Although let's face it, I still don't have such a thing as faith, but I have gained merit, which can be considered a good thing.

However, this move also attracted the attention of the gods who had come to occupy it, but they took a second look and didn't take it to heart.

Just teaching people to do good deeds, without the name of master and disciple, is difficult to achieve great things. Preaching and harvesting the incense of faith are still the main theme of the world.

Another year later, in a certain temple, he noticed some changes in the gods and Buddhas enshrined there. A monk was deeply touched and began to go down the mountain to practice.

Before leaving, the abbot asked: "Kudu, you have devoted yourself to cultivation for ten years, and now I will not stop you when you come down the mountain.

But the world is ever-changing, and even if it only lasts ten years, the changes under the mountain will be different from what you know, so remember this. "

The monk named Kudu bowed forward and said, "I understand, don't worry, master. I'm just going down the mountain for a walk to gain some experience in asceticism. No matter how great the changes in this world are, where can I go?"

After that, he hurried down the mountain, with the chanting sound of the Zen temple whirling behind him.

On the other side, with the merits recorded, the first thing He Xiaoxiao did was naturally spread the relevant methods everywhere.

And those families, or individuals, who had obtained this method to wash away the karma of their ancestors, also began to get involved with each other.

When the karma of the ancestors is washed away, the overall luck and strength will also rise, sending fresh blood to those who preach, and help each other.

After Kudu came down the mountain, he was slightly frightened when he saw the changes in the world, and then nodded with satisfaction.

I have to say that the changes at the foot of the mountain were indeed quite big, which surprised him a little, but even so, it seemed that it was not enough to completely shock him.

After a while, Kundu noticed a strange aura, frowned, and turned around to an alley.

In the alley, a girl who looked a little young kept trying to push away something, while the guy in a black robe and exuding a terrifying aura kept trying to dissuade her.

Thinking that something happened, Monk Kudu immediately stepped forward and shouted angrily: "Bold monster, what do you want to do under the protection of Zenxin Temple?"

As if she had seen a savior, the girl hurried forward and said: "Master, help me, this guy wants me to buy the blooming magma flowers at his house.

I told him that I really didn’t lack a heater at home and persuaded him to come in winter, but he insisted that I could buy one or two to keep for the winter. "

"It's really unreasonable, this poor monk just...

Wait a minute, female donor, what did you just say? "

Kudu's eyes widened with disbelief on his face, and the guy with the terrifying figure slowly opened his hood and began to sell: "It turns out to be the eminent monk of Zenxin Temple, whom I have admired for a long time.

Master, why not buy a magma flower? As long as you put a little bit of fire crystal debris, it can bloom continuously for 72 hours!

It comes with a three-year permanent warranty and its powerful battery life surpasses all magic heaters on the market.

What's more important is that at the current event discount, a pot of magma flowers only sells for 50 pieces of fire crystal, 50 pieces! "

Now, it was Kudu's turn to be silent. If he read correctly, this guy should be a devil.

But the biggest question is, why do demons have merit?

Logically speaking, demons have innate destructive thoughts, and some demons can even confuse people and feed on negative emotions.

Okay, if you take ten thousand steps back, even if you can achieve merit, who is the devil selling flowers!

What Kudu didn't know was that the first thing the Demon Lord did after taking charge of the Demon Sales Department was to deliver heaters to the Snow Country.

Borrowing the construction army from the Mechanical Ancestor and the Human King, the first batch of pipelines had been built in almost no time.

After the heating was turned on, the first batch of people in the snow country were rescued, part of the merit was collected, and distributed to the people who went out to sell flowers.

In this way, those who can't see their merits can't beat these salesmen, and those who can see them don't dare to beat them.

Kudu held it in for a long time, and finally said helplessly: "There is indeed no problem with the donor selling flowers, but it shouldn't be forced on others."

And the devil could only scratch his head naively and said: "Oh, Master, you don't understand. You can buy flowers now and put them there. They are much cheaper than in winter!"

By the way, Master, your temple must also need heating in winter, right? Even if the monks don’t use the visitors who come to burn incense and worship the Buddha, they still have to use it, right?

Would you consider taking some exams? Don’t worry, I’ll give you a 10% discount! In addition to the store's special promotion, you will receive half a pound of fire crystal powder and one year's compensation after purchasing! "

After being silent for a while, it seemed to be to relieve the embarrassment of admitting his mistake just now, and also seemed to be considering the temple.

Kudu came forward and bowed: "Just listen to the benefactor and give 200 pots to the poor monk."

Finally, the devil chuckled and took out the storage space on the side: "Master, please sign for it. By the way, we support the trading of spiritual stones, magic crystals, fire crystals, and even all kinds of heavenly materials and earthly treasures.

Don't worry, master, we have also conducted special identification training and will never make random quotes. This is my certificate. Which one does the master use? "

Looking at the gilded official certificate, Kudu fell into self-doubt for the first time.

He seemed to have spoken too early, as if he hadn't left the mountain in ten years. The changes in the world were indeed much greater than he imagined!

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