Yang Muyun now needs the power of faith.

The life energy obtained by killing fish tempers the body to the extreme, and no matter how much life energy is, it cannot improve the body at all.

In other words, it has reached a bottleneck period now.

The method to break this bottleneck is very simple, that is, use the power of faith to instill the body, strengthen every drop of blood and every piece of meat, continuously expand its own capacity and broaden its own carrying capacity.

For gods, things that cannot be done without the power of faith. If there is, it only means that faith is not enough.

It’s a pity that Yang Muyun has too little faith power and the believers’ background is also very shallow. Apart from the thousands of people in the tribe, there are not many believers.

Originally, the power of faith was less, and I still used it from time to time, so I couldn't save it.

If you want to temper your body, you have to accumulate more than ten or even decades. If you want to be faster, you can only spread your faith and attract believers.

Don’t think that those gods are awesome to practice for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years. In fact, most of the time they are waiting for the power of faith and fight for the believers.

Yang Muyun dared not engage in religion blatantly on earth. It seemed to be refreshing to do it like that, and he hugged a lot of power of faith, but what happened?

Therefore, Yang Muyun could only choose the most hidden and gentle way, insert his own logo in the short video, so as to subtly strengthen the impression and steal faith.

The bombing of "Crooked Mouth Dragon King" and "Crooked Mouth God of War" can achieve this effect, but it only needs to add another fire to detonate the son-in-law's point, so that more people can see their own logo, remember their own logo, and respect their own logo.

Yang Muyun thought about it and directly sacrificed the ancestors who wrote the son-in-law's writing, the "Son-in-law" that was the most unlike the son-in-law's writing.

The quality of this book is absolutely great, the only pain point is that it is updated, it is really slow.

If you can make a young man into an uncle and a little loli into a big beauty, just say how slow it is.

But now, nothing is wrong.

"If you have time, buy me a better keyboard, the laptop keyboard cannot withstand my hand speed."

Wang Jinlong glanced at the notebook and found that there were several buttons that were crooked and did not rebound.

It seems that it is not because the Gods are tired, but because the keyboard is tired.

"My God's Envoy, this computer has been bought for less than seven days. The damage caused by non-human factors can be returned and exchanged."

Yang Muyun shook his head and said earnestly: "Remember, don't take out the computer for repair in the future, let alone replace it."

Soon, Wang Jinlong came back with an Amilo Chinese Mother series of capacitive keyboards.

"Sir, please try this keyboard. I use this one. It feels very good, has super hard quality, and most importantly, it has super high appearance."

So, Yang Muyun started the unhard work of typing again.

If the keyboard does not go on strike, Yang Muyun will be able to finish "The Son-in-law" today.

Alas, if I had this speed in my previous life, wouldn’t I starve to death even if it was only one percent?

He wrote dozens of scripts for Wang Jinlong, and felt that it was enough to use this month. Yang Muyun finally breathed a sigh of relief. It was time to deal with tribe affairs.

The old rules are to transport supplies.

Salt sugar, rice, flour, meat, eggs, milk, medicine, tobacco and alcohol, paper, ink, etc.

There is no paper in the villain world, and people use animal skins to write things, but this thing is very expensive and most people cannot afford it. The paper on the earth is cheap and affordable. Yang Muyun fell in love with it once after using it.

The braised food restaurant has accumulated a lot of bones in the past few days, and during this period of time, it has been crazily slaughtering scavengers. The cemetery on the three underground floors has quickly become full and almost half filled.

There is no shortage of food, clothing, housing and use in the tribe. It is basically time to move towards higher and stronger goals.

For example, the Air Force!

The eggs hatch for about twenty days.

Yang Muyun had checked the batch of eggs before, and only a small black patch was seen under the light, which means that the embryo had not yet formed.

It's still early, keep waiting.

If hatching is proven to be feasible, you can collect more bird eggs and insect eggs in the future, so that they can be born in the world of villains and gain the recognition of the world. Then they can be instilled and cultivated with the power of faith, making them become omnipotent relatives like angels.

Damn, I'm back to the issue of the power of faith.

Gods are really bitter, and the power of faith is related to everything, just like the author's desire for subscription.

Shaking his head helplessly, Yang Muyun glanced at the sky.

The moon is high and the wind is dark.

I was too lazy to wear feather clothes, so I took off my sword and flew towards the temple.

The Brazilian turtles in the release pond are flooding, right? Let me maintain the ecological balance and then plate the blood droplets into it.

As Yang Muyun became closer and closer to the temple, he felt an inexplicable pressure.

Huh?

The temple actually has the power of faith.

Yang Muyun's heart tightened.

There will be no extraordinary existence on earth, right?

I have always overlooked a question: Are there really any hermits and masters on the earth, or ancient martial arts families, immortals, etc.

If there is, there will definitely be extraordinary abilities in the temple.

No matter how you look like, you are all evil demons and heretics. Isn’t you looking for excitement when entering the Buddhist holy land?

But Yang Muyun thought about it again and said, it was wrong.

The power of faith is directed. From believers to gods, they directly enter the spiritual space of gods. It is impossible to leak out at all, and it is even more impossible to be perceived by the outside world.

Now, the power of faith in the direction of the temple is like a water pipe leaking, scattering in all directions.

The power of faith without a master?

Yang Muyun was delighted and left all his concerns and moved forward at full speed.

The feeling of the power of faith is even stronger, and there are indeed extraordinary existences in the temple.

But this extraordinary existence is not someone or something, but a Buddha statue in the hall.

These Buddha statues are all clay sculptures and wood sculptures, and there is nothing magical about them, but they are the objects of worship by believers. The power of faith gathers from all directions into the Buddha statue. As a result, when they arrive at the Buddha statue, they immediately turn back and forth like a flies without a head.

Yang Muyun immediately realized that the god represented by this Buddha statue had fallen, but believers were still believing in this god, which led to someone sending the goods but no one received them. But the sender didn't know it, and it was impossible for him to continue to send the goods tirelessly.

This is not impossible.

For example, after a certain Buddhist temple was destroyed, it was occupied by the mountain spirit and wild monsters, and then the mountain spirit and wild monsters turned into Buddha and accepted the incense of good men and women, and practiced with the help of incense and vows.

The power of the Lord's faith is like a mountain of gold and silver, and has a fatal attraction to the surrounding ghosts and monsters.

The power of faith in this temple has been leaked for many years, but it has not attracted any mountain spirits and wild monsters. This proves that there is no extraordinary existence within a radius of dozens of kilometers or even hundreds of kilometers, and there is not even a spirit monster.

I dare not say that I am the only extraordinary person on the earth, at least this area is the only one.

Yang Muyun flew to the entrance of a hall, pressed the flying sword at the threshold, worshiped at the Buddha statue in the hall, and then crossed the threshold to capture the scattered power of faith.

The power of faith was originally like a headless fly, and after searching for it, it slowly faded and eventually disappeared.

Now something that accepted them suddenly appeared, and the power of faith immediately gathered towards Yang Muyun's position.

Yang Muyun's body also flew towards the Buddha statue under the power of faith.

The originally dim hall was once magnificently made of light, and a faint light was faintly covered in the golden body of the Buddha statue. At the same time, a "muyun" symbol slowly condensed and imprinted in the Buddha statue.

From now on, this place will not be a Buddhist temple, but Yang Muyun's temple.
Chapter completed!