Luo Jun taught for another half an hour in the Xiliang King's Palace, and Gu You watched from the side for half an hour. It wasn't until they finished their work that the two of them discovered Gu You and both came forward to greet him: "I have met Gu Siming."

Gu You took back his arrogance and asked Luo Jun: "Xingjun, what kind of technique is this?"

Luo Jun said: "In the past, the one from Tianzhu was passed down by the monk Ye Jia when he was preaching. I thought it was good, so I passed it on to the king and the grand master. Do you want to learn from it?"

Gu You frowned: "When did Xingjun get involved with Ye JiaSeng?"

Luo Jun glared and said, "What do you mean they got mixed up? There's nothing like what you think. You don't know who I like? I just find it interesting and swore sworn brothers with that bald donkey as brothers of the opposite sex."

Gu You was speechless: "Brothers with different surnames..."

Luo Jun said: "Yes, Bald Donkey's surname is Ye, and my surname is Luo. What are we brothers if they don't have different surnames?"

The monarch couldn't help but said: "Xingjun, for such a person, you should be called a master."

Luo Jun waved his hand: "It doesn't matter... Join the army and have something to do with me?"

Gu You explained his intention, and Luo Jun said: "Formalism... OK, you can go back and join in the fun."

The monarch and the grand master looked at each other and both said: "The king of the gods solved the difficulties in the Western Liang Kingdom and was very kind to us. We should go there to pray for the king of gods."

Luo Jun said happily: "Okay, let's go together. When we get to Dongtang, I will teach you some Sanshou moves!"

In the end, a total of more than twenty important officials from the Xiliang Kingdom came, all of them beauties in various styles. At the blessing meeting, the elders of the Baihua Sect were dazzled.

While Fatty Wu was listening to music, he was thinking hard about how he could lure the monarchs and ministers of the Western Liang Kingdom into the Baihua Gate. Finally, he was warned by the Taoist priest Kongcang: "You are in over your head."

Only then did Fatty Wu realize his remorse: "Kakang, you are right. I have swelled. It is spring when a hundred flowers bloom. If all the beautiful women in the world entered my Baihuamen, would Baihuamen still be called Baihuamen? Huh? Suddenly I realized something.

,No...I want to hide in a quiet place to think about it."

Taoist priest Karacang asked: "The next person to lead the prayer is Ye Jia, don't you support me?"

But Fatty Wu left on his own. His mind was full of ideas and he didn't care about flattery.

King Qi, who was conducting the accompaniment, played a cloud board, and the elegant music stopped. A monk, with his long sleeves fluttering, stepped onto the altar. It was Ye Jia who was the twelfth in line and led the prayer.

A total of twelve people were selected to lead the prayer ceremony, starting with the emperor Li Heng, including the newly appointed Prime Minister Gao Lishi, the representative of the underworld who came back specially, Taoist Master Jinghong, the representative of the earthly immortal world Kong Anguo, and the representative of the East China Sea Golden Crab

The generals include Fan Li who represents neighboring countries, Qi Jinchan who represents Luzhou in Beiju, the king of Xiliang who represents Hezhou in Xiniu, Wang Sanhe who represents the workshop community, Gao Xianzhi who represents the military community, Gao Changjiang who represents the craftsman community, and Ye Jianseng who represents the double support.

Ye JiaSeng took root in the Eastern Tang Dynasty for many years and actively participated in repelling the invading enemies. He fought in no fewer than ten battles. He stood firm and made great contributions to the defense of the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

At the same time, he was also accustomed to acting bravely and assisting the government in catching rapists and thieves. He was especially active on the north bank of Dongxi River all year round. Anyone who gathered to fight, robbed weak women, or forcibly ate the King's meal was sent to the government by him, no less than a hundred people.

It has won the reputation of Dongxi Jingjie Tiger.

In the past few decades, he has been honored by the Political Affairs Hall three times and is a model of supporting the army and the people. When the Political Affairs Hall asked about his personal wishes, Ye Jieshi readily accepted and was willing to lead the prayer for the White Tiger God.

Monk Ye Jia came on the stage and solemnly said: "The founder of the Eastern Tang Dynasty, the White Tiger Supervisor God has left us for sixty-eight years. The poor monks and the people of the Eastern Tang Dynasty miss him very much. The White Tiger God King is a man of exquisite Buddhist teachings and has seven levels of repentance. The superior merits and virtues have a high status in our Buddhist sect. The Buddha promised countless spiritual stones and Bodhisattva fruits..."

With a lot of praise, he recited a mantra and led thousands of people in the audience to pray together to bless Gu Zuo's merits.

After he stepped down from the stage, Taoist Scar came up to him and put a big cloak on Ye Jia Seng.

Ye JiaSeng asked: "How?"

Taoist Scar smiled and gave a thumbs up: "Well said!"

Monk Ye Jia sighed: "The poor monk sincerely hopes that he will come back."

Mo Wu and Taoist priest Karacang gathered around him: "Everyone is the same, let's go. Envoys from the Luo Shi Kingdom have come. We can't fight anymore. We want to sue for peace. We are entrusted to Baihuamen. The Prime Minister said that we should contact among the people first."

He added: "There is a banquet tonight at the Crystal Palace. The envoys here have named you to see this hero. They are sincere in their sincerity."

Ye JiaSeng smiled: "The land south of Huishan must be handed over to them!"

The blessing ceremony was extremely successful. On that day, Gu Zuo gained 18,000 guinea of ​​faith. It has declined since then, but it has kept his faith above 12,000 guinea a day, and the trend is still growing.

By the end of the year, it even exceeded the peak during the Dharma Assembly, with a daily harvest of 20,000 gui. Based on this calculation, 7.3 million gui can be obtained for the whole year, which is equivalent to the annual contribution of more than 2 gui per person in the Eastern Tang Dynasty.

In fact, it was not only the Eastern Tang Dynasty that contributed, but the reason why the growth trend increased at the end of the year was that the countries in the Wujiang River Basin and the Western Liang Kingdom included the White Tiger God into their worship system. These places have a combined population of more than 10 million, which is a huge source of credibility.

After a year of busy work, Gu Zuo increased his faith income four hundred times. The blue droplets produced by the statue were no longer as slow as a snail. A drop can fall in just a few breaths. The solidification of the world is getting faster and faster.

Xiaocao goes to the edge every day and watches more novel lands, flowers, plants and trees appear. This has become his greatest pleasure.

The world of Hengyi has expanded beyond Taoshan, with a radius of 16 miles. Clouds have already been seen in the sky. The solidified population exceeds 1,000 and can provide 30,000 Gui power every year.

Looking at his achievements, Gu Zuo felt a little elated: "Twelve Mother, you have a lot of trust, why is it not as big as my expanded territory?"

Li Twelve said: "There is no way. I can actually only convert a small part here. The bulk was divided by the heaven. This is the case for us earth immortals. The increased territory is used for the expansion of the heaven."

So Gu Zuo felt sad: "It's exploitation, you still have to be your own master!"

Seeing that his trust was growing rapidly, Gu Zuo asked the immortals of Hengyi if they wanted to start solidifying the immortal world and the Fengdu world. This proposal was indeed popular, but was finally stopped by Emperor Donghua:

"A little wealth means peace, a little wealth means peace, gentlemen! Thirty thousand guine per year is less than 3,800 acres, and evenly divided between the two realms is only 1,900 acres. What can we do with such a small amount of land?"

So all the immortals were ashamed and turned to support Gu Zuo to continue to expand his trust.
Chapter completed!