"Sir Redeemer, give me holy water..." "Please give me a cup of holy water!" "One sip, just one sip!"

In the gray sky, the rain floated, and a long line was lined up in a remote city in Daoyi Realm.

Most of the people lined up were pale-faced and thin mortals, holding rough porcelain bowls and looking at the tall altar in the distance with hope.

There is a merit box on the altar and a huge water tank with golden liquid inside, which is the holy water that blesses the power of wishes.

Each mortal must stuff enough offerings into this merit box to receive a bowl of golden holy water from the redeemers. Basically, the higher the offerings stuffed into the merit box, the more significant the effect of the holy water at the entrance.

After receiving the holy water, most mortals drank it without hesitation, then received another bowl and carefully took the holy water home, because this water was used to save their family members!

The redeemer Xuanxin looked at the long queue and nodded with satisfaction, thinking that many people would believe in Xuanxi Buddha!

And at this moment, a handsome young man ran to the Redeemer and said to Xuanxi, "Master Xuanxin, today's holy water is almost used up. I wonder if there is any new holy water you have sent here!"

"Every portion of holy water requires me to pray with my own will. With my current cultivation level, I can only make a tank of water a day!" Xuan Xin felt a little ashamed on her face, and even silently recited ignorant scriptures.

Hearing this, the handsome man's eyes turned around, pulled Xuanxin into the room, tiptoed to lean his mouth against Xuanxin's ear, and said, "Master Xuanxin, I have a solution, I don't know if I can give it a try!"

"Please also ask Mr. Zhang for your advice!" Xuan Xin's expression was consistent and made an act of inviting him. Although Xuanxi represents Xuanxi Temple, if Xuanxi Temple wants to manage the local area, it depends on the local snakes, not themselves.

Without the help of local families, it would be very difficult for Xuanxi Temple to issue government orders to the grassroots level.

After all, not everyone is as crazy as Li Shi. Even if he is desperate, he must completely insert his cultivators to the grassroots level to ensure that his government orders can be implemented at the grassroots level. However, Xuanxi Temple... or the vast majority of immortal sects outside Huangwu collect taxes or issue orders by cooperating with grassroots families.

Therefore, although Xuanxin comes from Xuanxi, she is still more respectful to Zhang Hong, who represents the local family in front of her.

"Master Xuanxin has worked hard to make this holy water, but this opportunity is really rare. It is better to open a few more tanks of clear springs. We don't need to use the power of wishing to render each portion for so long. It only takes a moment to make the water stained with the Buddha energy of Xuanxi, and to drink it for those mud legs, it is also the luck of those mud legs!" Zhang Hong couldn't help but suggest.

"Young Master Zhang, if the water has not been infected with enough voluntary power, there is no way to help those mortals drive away the plague on their bodies!" Xuan Xin shook her head and said when she heard Zhang Hong's words.

"If the price of each bowl is mentioned again..." Zhang Hong had another idea if he failed to make a plan and said.

Xuan Xin's face froze and she couldn't help but say, "If you say this, please don't say anything again. I still have homework to do. Please give me some advice!"

"Master Xuanxin..." "Master..." "Hmph..." Hearing that Xuanxin was not cooperating with him, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but snorted coldly, but he didn't say anything more and chose to leave decisively.

Mr. Zhang knew that Xuanxin’s path would not work!

Xuan Xin watched Mr. Zhang leave, sighed deeply, and silently recited the scriptures in her heart.

Xuanxi redeemers like Xuanxin were almost everywhere in the Taoist world. They cooperated with local aristocratic families to sell the holy water made by their will to mortals. The profits obtained from selling holy water were divided into three to seven layers, Xuanxi took away seven layers, and the local aristocratic families took away three layers. However, it was precisely because of their cooperation with local aristocratic families that Xuanxi's power began to deepen into the mortal world.

Of course, the holy water in Xuanxi is not a lie, but if the force hidden in the holy water is effective, you must believe in Xuanxi's Buddha, and you must believe it very firmly. Only then will this belief resonate with the holy water you drink, thereby directly eliminating the plague on your body. Even without the plague, it will develop resistance and be protected.

Because Xuanxi himself also knows that there are no good products for cheapness. If he gives them free of charge, they are afraid that mortals will just be indifferent. Even if the holy water is given to them, the power of wishes will not be triggered, and the holy water is no different from ordinary water!

Therefore, Xuanxi set up this merit box, one to increase the cost and make the faith more firm, and the other to win over local aristocratic families and allow both sides to have a stable common interest.

However, people's hearts are insufficient. For the monks of Xuanxi, it is enough to let mortals believe in Xuanxi's Buddha. But for local aristocratic families, this can earn a lot of benefits, so how could they let it go easily!

In Xuanxi, they made holy water, and they either used inferior products as good ones or cut corners. Some even spooned a few tanks of water from the river and added a little golden pigment to it, which was called holy water for sale to make huge profits.

How could Xuanxi monks not know about these things? However, if Xuanxi Temple wants to do things in the local area, it ultimately needs to use these mortal families. Anyway, the things they make are drinkable to drink.

Xuanxi Temple adheres to the attitude of not supporting or discouraging, and silently watches these aristocratic families collecting a lot of wealth. Unless they really do too much, the monks of Xuanxi Temple will take action to stop them. At that time, Xuanxi will throw all the blame on these aristocratic families, clean up their families, and calm down public grievances. Anyway, Xuanxi Temple itself does not participate in such matters.

Of course, there are also some Xuanxi monks who use this time to combine the holy water with the aristocratic families to obtain the resources they need to cultivate their minds. Although Xuanxin is like this, there are only a few who are firmly redeemed.

Even so, although Xuanxi is prepared, old examples, and effective control, it still cannot avoid deaths every day. Even Xuanxi has no choice but to see this, and Xuanxi is happy to see this.

Because after this wave of plague, for the vast majority of mortals who survived, they would at least become pan-believers of Xuanxi!
Chapter completed!