Resurrection of Shinto

　　 The temple is magnificent and solemn, tall and majestic, and the atmosphere is awe-inspiring, exuding a unique temperament.

　　 The statue of the **** in the main hall stands tall, holding a sword descending from the demon, glaring wide, majestic and extraordinary, and all those who look at it will have a sense of majesty and sacredness, and can't help lowering their heads.

　　The incense table in front of the idol is wide, and a pillar of incense is burning on the incense burner above it, and the air of incense is rising, and the smoke surrounds the idol, like a cloud of mist, noble and inviolable.

The believers who worship with incense are like a long snake, winding their bodies to the distant horizon, from the temple hall to the outside of the temple. As time goes by, one bit begins to step forward, and the long snake faces the **** little by little. The temple began to wriggle.

　　 A believer happily walked into the main hall of the temple, took the three incense sticks handed over by someone from the side, began to light it and inserted it into the incense burner.

"Please bless the gods, you can receive ten catties of food." The believer stood in front of the statue, his lips squirming slightly, and his muttering words sounded. After three prayers, he happily walked out of the temple's main hall and out of the temple's spacious courtyard. Came outside the temple.

　　 At this time, outside the temple, there were still regular lines. The believers who had just put incense from the temple went directly to the back of the huge line outside the temple, looking forward along the gap.

　　 In the foremost position, there is a team of armored soldiers, light white light armor, holding weapons, and they are fighting separately, dividing the believers.

　　 Behind the armored soldiers, there are carriages. The grains on the carriages are packed in bags, and carts of grains are gathered together. At this moment, it is like a mountain of grain.

A middle-aged man stood in front of the grain truck, opened the bag directly, looked at the grain inside, and shouted loudly: "It's all new grain, without any old grain. As long as you worship God, everyone can receive ten catties. !"

　　 "All are now installed, the deadline is today, not out of date!"

　　 yelled a few words, took the small pocket handed over by the soldiers, picked up the shovel and started to pack it up, filled the small pocket without tying it up, and handed it directly to some believers who could not wait before him.

　　 "Food!"

　　 "Thank you, sir!" An old man was holding the grain, thanking him again and again, saying, Fengcheng County is poor, how can such an act of distributing grain have ever occurred?

　　 "Thank you God!"

　　 "All these are the merits of honoring the gods!" The middle-aged man corrected the old man's verbal mistakes and demonstrated himself. He bowed to the distant temple, acting impeccably, as if he was a believer in the gods.

　　 "Thank you God!" The old man also bowed to the temple in the distance, preaching gratefully.

　　 "Next!" After the middle-aged man gave more than a dozen believers in a row, he didn't demonstrate it himself, and handed it over to the soldiers on the side. He stood by himself and watched the soldiers' movements, seeing that the soldiers knew what to do.

The middle-aged man walked away slowly and came to a woods behind the grain truck. He took off the helmet he was wearing and hugged him in his arms. He gently wiped the sweat on his forehead and looked at a misty person in the distance. The hazy figure couldn't help but preach:

　　 "My lord is in accordance with your instructions, everything is ready, there is food to lure, and the villagers enthusiastically come to worship the gods, the momentum has been raised, but can the water **** recognize this temple?"

　　 "This temple is too close to Fengcheng Ancient Battlefield?"

"Yes." Guo Changsheng calmly stared into the distance, watching the large population gathered in front of the temple, and continued preaching leisurely: "This is the first temple in Fengcheng County, which is of great significance, and so many believers are already indispensable. The power of neglect."

　　 "Not to mention the number of themselves, the influence of their individual position alone is worthy of attention. Whoever has no friends or relatives."

　　 "One person can influence three to five people, so many people have been able to inspire thousands of people, plus the factor of food, the influence will spread again, this water **** unless he abandons the faith in Fengcheng County, otherwise he has to recognize this temple."

　　 "What should I do next?" The middle-aged man stood straight, like an upright spear.

　　 "No need, just waiting for the counterattack of the ancient battlefield. When the time comes, their conflicts will become more and more intense, until in the end everything will happen."

　　 The middle-aged man frowned, his tone was slightly worried, and he preached: "The ancient battlefield is strong, can this **** be defeated?"

　　 "Isn't there us? This **** will definitely win, but in the end it is not a big victory, but a miserable victory."

"You have all the southern army in place?" Guo Changsheng looked at the middle-aged man, his eyes piercing, and continued to ask: "The southern army of Ten Thousand Towns can capture this ancient battlefield, but the damage is not small. Only one thing can be sure of nothing."

　　 "At this time, I have already provoked the God of Water as cannon fodder to create opportunities for your Zhennan Army. If your Zhennan Army sends 20,000 troops this time, it will definitely be a big victory."

　　The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, and then answered the sermon:

　　 "My lord also knows that our southern army in the town is responsible for the land of Jiuzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. If the southern army of 100,000 towns is divided, it is only more than 10,000 in one state. It is not easy to deploy the southern army of 20,000 towns."

　　 "The Southern Army of No Town suppressed the two lines of Taoism and Buddhism. It is easy for them to take advantage of the loopholes ~www.novelmtl.com~ to cause chaos, so the general governor of Zhennan dispatched 10,000 troops to obey the orders of the adults."

　　 "Although the southern army in this town has only 10,000, they are all elites, and 10,000 can stop 20,000."

　　 "General Qian has this confidence, then this battle will win!"

　　 Guo Changsheng did not have any disappointment. It was unrealistic to dispatch 20,000 Zhennan army. Today, not only the two lines of Taoism and Buddhism are restless, but ghosts emerge endlessly. The Zhennan army is not only responsible for the two lines of Taoism and Buddhism, but also assists the Xuanjing Division in suppressing ghosts.

　　 "The Zhennan Army is insufficient. Adults can write to the emperor. The Zhennan Army expands its recruitment by 100,000 to make up 200,000. Jiangnan Kyushu is as stable as Mount Tai." General Qian said cautiously.

　　 Guo Changsheng looked at General Qian with a smile but a smile. Finally, he gave a cold snort, turned and left, and preached leisurely: "This time I have invited the Emperor of Humanity two imperial decree, specifically for the water **** and the ancient battlefield."

　　 "The **** of water and the ancient battlefield are both injured. No matter who wins or loses, their strength is reduced sharply. This is the first weakening. Then the official spirit derived dragon energy swept the audience. This is the second weakening."

　　 "After these two are weakened, if your Zhennan Army can't win any more battles, your Zhennan Army will bear all the blame."

　　 "My lord, don't worry. Even without these two weakenings, our southern army will definitely win. With the help of adults this time, our southern army will have a big victory."

　　 "My lord, just watch our town's southern army win, so please help your majesty the emperor." General Qian looked at Guo Changsheng's back and preached in a deep voice.

"it is good!"