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After the old man Wu talked about it, Su Xun finally understood what was going on with the warriors in this world.

The martial artist is divided into five realms: refining, acquired, innate, master, and martial sage.

Grandmaster realm can walk through the air, and Wusheng realm is even more exaggerated. According to rumors, one person can be an enemy of a million troops. Old man Wu said he had never seen it either.

Su Xun knew in his heart that the realm of Grandmaster should not be able to beat him. Wu Sheng was a bit unfathomable, but after all, no one had seen Wu Sheng take action with his own eyes, so it was not clear how strong he was.

The good news is that no one has seen a master of Wusheng level appear in the arena for a long time.

However, this also completely dispelled his idea of ​​getting into the palace, after all, Ouchi had always been a place with many masters.

Who knows if there will be a group of old martial arts monsters hidden in the palace.

It's better to develop believers step by step, improve fame, and wait for the emperor to invite him into the palace himself.

But to be safe, you still have to add a vest to yourself.

"What are you thinking about, so absorbed, it will be cold if you don't eat buns." Old man Wu interrupted Su Xun's thoughts.

After eating the buns, Su Xun helped Old Man Wu get up while using spiritism.

Because he was really curious about who this old man was.

Wu Zhen, the former chief cadre of the Ministry of War, had a tough personality and could not tolerate sand in his eyes. He even dared to spray the emperor in the court, offending many people.

Later, his son was implicated and dismissed from office because he was planted and framed by hiding the dragon robe and crossbow arrows in order to rebel.

As for the other members of the Wu family, the exiles were exiled, the heads were beheaded.

After being dismissed from office, Wu Zhen could not enter office for life, and became a beggar in this capital.

He would rather be a beggar than leave the capital, because he had to stand in the nearest place and see with his own eyes how the treacherous monarch died of the country.

Thinking of his Wu family's loyalty to the emperor and patriotism for generations, Wu Zhengang is not committed to his country, but now he is framed by traitorous officials, and the emperor has deliberately contributed to the situation.

How can he not hate it?

He loves deeply and hates deeply. He feels worthless for the ancestors of the Wu family, and even more for himself.

After sharing all Wu Zhen's memories, Su Xun released him.

No wonder he showed a self-deprecating expression when he asked him if he believed in God.

Also, if there is a god, how could he, a loyal and patriotic minister, end up like this?

After sharing Wu Zhen's memory, Su Xun has a certain understanding of this major country and the general trend of the world.

The emperor of this great empire is utterly innocent.

I only wanted to live forever, and kept Taoist priests and monks in the imperial palace, and let the two of them refine the Immortal Pill for him.

The Taoist priest and the monk, who were supposed to be rivals, joined forces to pit the silly emperor's gold and silver jewelry.

However, the emperor's faint pursuit of longevity was a good thing for Su Xun.

After all, this world has nothing to do with him, he is not a good person.

In the evening, the beggar who was begging outside also returned, and the ruined temple became lively.

Some people talked about Su Xun's story about encountering gods, while others just laughed and didn't take it seriously.

………………

the next day.

Su Xun came to Carpenter Li's house early in the morning and took a custom-made idol.

I have to say that this carpenter Li's skills are really good, and his carving is so seven-pointed as Su Xun.

Su Xun divided a trace of divine thought into it, and then used divine power to blur the idol, preventing others from seeing that the idol was exactly like him.

Finally, I bought ten big meat buns and returned to the ruined temple with the idol.

"Why are there buns again today?"

Old man Wu was surprised. It stands to reason that a little leftovers would be good. Why does Su Xun have big meat buns for two days out?

The dozen or so lazy beggars in the ruined temple also couldn't figure out where Su Xun got the buns, or where the money came from to buy the buns.

This is just a short time after going out, so soon you can get so much money?

"I said, I met a **** yesterday, as long as I sincerely worship him, I will have steamed buns every day."

Su Xun exclaimed, taking out the idol in his arms.

"You idol..."

Old man Wu frowned. He always felt that the idol was a bit weird and could not see through, and why couldn't he see the face of the idol?

Suddenly, he felt a little sleepy, and then fell asleep.

A dozen other beggars also fell asleep.

Although there is no dreaming technique, with Su Xun's current strength, he can enter other people's dreams.

He made these people have the same dream.

He also made up a name for himself, and added a prefix to God Emperor-God Emperor Jiuxiao.

In his dream, he manifested himself and told these people that as long as he sincerely worshipped him and became his believers, he would guarantee that the believers would not be sick, hungry, and spend their lives peacefully.

And Su Xun is the son of God he chose to save them, the incarnation of God in the mortal world, and all believers must obey the instructions of the son of God.

This is the vest that Su Xun put on himself.

If Wu Sheng really has the power to reach the sky and the earth, then he would say that he was bewitched by the evil god, and all he did was controlled by the evil god. Maybe he could still save his life.

Well, I throw the pot to myself, not great.

If it weren't for worrying that an old monster of the martial sage level in the imperial palace would be able to detect his spiritual thoughts, he really wanted to drag the emperor a dream, that would be exciting.

A few minutes later, the old man Wu and others opened their eyes in a daze.

Su Xun looked panicked: "Old man, are you okay, old man, what's the matter? Why did you all fainted just now, scaring me to death."

"No...I'm okay..." The old man Wu recalled the dream he had just now, and his eyes changed when he looked at Su Xun and the idol in his arms, a little surprised.

He is a cultural man who once held a high position. He doesn't speak strangely, so he still has doubts.

But those beggars who ate and beg for a living had no doubts, they all crawled to Su Xun and kowtow to him.

"I'll see Lord God Son."

After everyone knocked their heads, they were surprised to find that everyone had this dream. They believed that everything in the dream just now was real.

Old Man Wu was also horrified.

If he had this dream alone, it would be nothing, but so many people suddenly fell asleep and had the same dream, it would be very strange.

Then think of Su Xun saying yesterday that he met God, is it true?

But after all, he was a person who had seen the world, and he still couldn't believe it, so he hesitated and didn't kneel down, and decided to wait and see.

"You...you...what are you doing, what **** son, get up quickly."

Su Xun held the statue in a daze.

"My Lord God, please allow me to tell..." A beggar knelt forward and stepped forward, reverently telling the content of his dream.

Su Xun seemed to be shocked after listening, and the whole person stood there blankly: "I...how could I be the son of God, are you mistaken?"

"You are the son of god, sir, only you have seen the **** emperor, you are the son of **** chosen by the **** emperor!"

"Yes, Lord God Son, you are sent by the God Emperor to save us people who are struggling..."

Now if Su Xun said he was not a son of god, these beggars would not believe it.

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