"I thank everyone on behalf of Senior Brother. I will pay for the construction of the temple."
Du Feng understood very well that it was not a problem to let the people build the temple and work, and it was also not a problem to let them come to worship on the first and fifteenth day of each month. However, it was still quite difficult for them to pay for it. Gold, silver, and treasures were nothing to cultivators.
With a wave of his hand, he took out a large pile of gold and silver ingots and solemnly handed them to the local elders. This kind of thing must not be handed over to the officials. That way, the gold, silver, and treasures would be embezzled. If it was handed over to an older elder, he would be responsible for this matter. The distribution of the gold, silver, and treasures could also be supervised.
"Sir Immortal, this is absolutely not possible."
Although the people said that it was not possible, their eyes could not move away from the gold ingots. With this money, it was enough to build dozens of temples. As for the worship on the first and fifteenth day of each month, that was a small matter. Buying some incense, candles, and some fruits was only a small matter.
"Sorry to trouble you, fellow villagers. I will ask my fellow disciples to send more incense money in the future."
In fact, a temple could be built by Du Feng in minutes. However, he could not do that. He had to let the people do it themselves. In this way, they could earn money with peace of mind. In the process of building, they would not only think about the benefits of the Immortal. This process of thinking was the process of the ghost servant earning mental power.
As for what Du Feng said about sending some money for incense, candles, and candles, it was not an empty promise. Everyone was grateful to the ghost servant now, but as time passed, they would gradually forget. Du Feng had a lot of people under him. He arranged for someone to come over every year and pay for the temple to hold an event to commemorate the Immortal who had sacrificed himself for Luoshan City. This way, everyone would always remember him.
A temple fair was held every year, and the temple was renovated every ten years. In this way, everyone could earn money and it was lively. A matter of collecting mental power was turned into an entertainment activity among the people, and it was also done in the name of charity. This move of Du Feng's was really brilliant.
"Brother Du, I am convinced."
The ghost servant admired Du Feng from the bottom of his heart. This way, he could obtain Mind Power for a long time, and he didn't need to do anything himself. As long as the temples did not collapse, the statues did not fall, and Luoshan City did not disappear, the Psyche Power would continue to be supplied.
"Don't worry, your eyes will recover soon."
The injuries caused by the black cloud sand required a large amount of psychic power to heal. According to Second Palace Master King Chu Jiang's calculations, it would take a very long time for the ghost servants to recover from their injuries. However, he did not expect that Du Feng would use this method to make the people of Luoshan City worry about the ghost servant all the time and constantly transfer their power to him.
"Let's go to the next city. Should we do the same?"
The ghost servant had learned his lesson. He knew that it was right to listen to his brother Du, so he no longer dared to act smart.
"Just follow me. I'll tell you what to do when we get there."
It wasn't that Du Feng looked down on the ghost servant, but that this guy was really stupid. As long as he didn't command him, he didn't know what to do, and even if he did, it would be wrong.
After dealing with the matters in Luoshan City, it was time to study the flag of Benevolence. To be on the safe side, Du Feng removed part of the memories of the three people from Benevolence, but he didn't kill them. Based on the memories of the three people, Du Feng found another branch leader who knew about the matter and removed part of his memory. This way, no one from Benevolence knew what happened in Luoshan City.
When they woke up in their own homes, they thought that they had just slept and didn't care about what happened in Luoshan City. Only Huang Daozhang woke up in his residence near Luoshan City. When he went to the city, he suddenly found that there was a temple and felt a little strange. He wanted to ask about the local people, but no one paid him any attention. Everyone acted as if they had seen a monster. When they saw Huang Daozhang appear, they quickly avoided him and even ran to the temple to burn incense and pray for blessings.
He had lost the flag issued by the division, and fearfully applied for another one from the division. The branch leader's memory had long been removed, so he didn't care about what happened in Luoshan City. He just casually gave Huang Daozhang a new flag.
Tsk, tsk, tsk, how interesting. Du Feng held the flag with the words "Cure All Diseases" written on it and looked at it over and over again. He had already tested it. As long as the flag was close to the ghost servant, some of its telekinesis would be collected. And the telekinesis that was taken away by the flag could also be used by Du Feng.
He tried to guide the telekinesis into his Sea of Knowledge and found that it was really helpful for the Divine Sense. However, it needed a lot of it to have an effect. Compared to the effect of the ghost servant's Cultivation, the effect was really nothing.
The matters in Luoshan City were considered finished. Du Feng took the ghost servant to another city where ordinary people lived. This time, he didn't start in the center of the city, but in the surrounding countryside, taking the route of the city surrounded by the countryside. It was nothing more than making some supernatural things happen and then letting the ghost servant come out to settle it.
Although the ghost servant was blind, it could share his vision with Du Feng. And as the number of performances increased, his acting skills became more and more mature. When the surrounding villages and towns began to believe in the Master Immortal and even put a statue of the Master Immortal on the people's offering tables, they would go to the center of the city to perform a sad play that moved the heaven and earth. Next, it was Du Feng's turn to donate money and goods to help the people build temples and hold temple fairs.
Huh? After a few of these activities, Du Feng found a new situation. The flag had collected more telekinesis. Even if he didn't take it from the ghost servant, he could still collect some of it. He thought about it and figured that it was probably because he personally participated in more activities. According to some kind of Heavenly Law, a part of the telekinesis was automatically distributed to him.
Because human martial artists didn't directly absorb and use telekinesis, it naturally flowed into the flag. After the amount increased, Du Feng also felt the benefits of telekinesis. His mind became clearer and his mood calmer. It was easy to enter a meditative state when practicing, and the effect of cultivation naturally improved.
Thinking about it carefully, there were so many disciples of the Benevolence Sect scattered outside to collect telekinesis. All the collected telekinesis had to be handed over to the sect. If they were all used by the same person, the effect of improvement would be quite terrifying. It was simply another version of the Hall of Worship.
"Brother Du, will we be in trouble for stealing other people's business?"
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