Why did Master Qizang comprehend the Law of Mercy, but why didn't the world make Danny sing?
It wasn't just because Qizang was the Holy Mother's subordinate god, more importantly, he believed in the Holy Mother wholeheartedly.
Qizang even offered his life imprint to his faith. Compared to the life imprint, the Song of Laws was just a mere worldly possession!
This was the greatest value of believers to gods.
It wasn't necessarily sad for believers. Saint Matthew was very happy right now, in the true joy of being recognized by the Holy Mother. He was even happier than Danny who accidentally activated the Song of Mercy.
This kind of happiness was something normal people might never experience in their entire lives.
The Song of Mercy took the lead. With 1% progress, Qizang's soul naturally ascended, rising from a level two archangel to a level three archangel. The Holy Mother wasn't stingy with her rewards.
She said to Qizang, "Well done, I'm very satisfied. Continue to work hard, you are walking on the right path."
The Holy Mother was sincere.
While slaying demons to provide her with large amounts of spiritual essence and divinity, he cultivated himself and developed a brand new Song of Laws. How could she not be satisfied? How could Qizang's path not be correct?
This kind of 'recognition' that didn't cost a single cent was the greatest reward for Qizang.
He smiled like a hundred-pound idiot.
Uh, this old man was a bit thin.
In the eyes of the disciples, their master was in a daze for a while, and then a golden rune lit up between his brows. His skin shone with holy light, and his dignified and holy aura made them feel reverence, not daring to make a sound.
After a while, the phenomenon disappeared, and Qizang grinned foolishly. Only then did they come back to their senses.
"Master Qizang?" The disciples took turns to call out.
"Oh, the Holy Mother's grace. I have comprehended the Path of Mercy again, and was promoted to a level three archangel by the Holy Mother," Qizang explained casually.
Tyrion's eyes turned red. "An archangel is equivalent to a lord of an ordinary angel, while an archangel is a king!"
"Congratulations, Master, you've reached a new level," Varys said enviously.
"Master Qizang, when you have time, tell us more about the Path of Mercy, I want to learn it too," Hound said expectantly.
Arya couldn't continue to be in a daze. She said, "Master Qizang, if we encounter evil gods in the future, can I kill them? The experience points for those priests are too low. "
"What experience points?" Qizang and his fellow apprentices were all confused.
"Stranger designed the merit calculation method for me. Killing enemies, protecting you, promoting the teachings of the Seven Gods, and comprehending the path of the Seven Gods will all give me digital experience points.
He said that although I am the wife of a stranger, I have no faith in him.
That's why I'm motivated to work hard. Through long hours of work, I'll slowly fall in love with this job. Once I fall in love with this job, I'll start to have faith, "Arya explained.
"Your Majesty Mo Ke, you've given a lot of thought!" Qizang first nodded with great emotion, then frowned and said, "You also said that promoting the teachings of the Seven Gods and comprehending the path of the Seven Gods can give you experience points. Why must you kill people?"
"Leveling up is fast, but learning the doctrine is slow. I don't see any hope yet," Arya said honestly.
"Nonsense!" Qizang's master put on a stern face and severely criticized, "You're putting the cart before the horse! How could it be slow to comprehend the doctrine? Why can't I see any hope? Am I not a good example? "
"Yes, you're a good example." Arya nodded enviously.
I watch you slay demons every day and then level up immediately. I'm so envious.
"Hey, Arya, you're still young. What's the rush?" the dwarf said anxiously. "Leave the evil god to me. I need to level up too.
If I don't level up now, how can I survive in Barbarian City! "
"Why don't you all understand? True power lies in the understanding of the path of the Seven Gods. True power comes from the sublimation of the soul. "Qizang's master stomped his feet and sighed.
"Just say it. Are you willing to give up the evil god?" Arya asked with a wooden face.
The dwarf also looked at him pitifully like a husky begging for food.
Qizang shook his head with a serious expression and said in a deep voice, "I bear the responsibility of teaching you all. I can't watch you all go astray.
From now on, only I can deal with the evil god. Don't interfere.
As long as the conditions permit, I will use my heart of love and benevolence to enlighten them instead of killing them mercilessly. "
.....
After the meeting, Qizang brought the thirsty hound to pray in front of the Virgin Mary's statue. Varys was ordered to pack his luggage and arrange how the Holy Church would operate after the preaching team left.
The dwarf dragged Arya to a guest room and said through gritted teeth, "We have to fight back. He's trying to kill us all!
He said nice things and that we have to be merciful. But which of the evil gods we encountered in the past few days didn't die in one move? They didn't even give us a chance to kill them. "
Arya was silent.
She felt that Qizang was a little hypocritical, but he wasn't as sinister as the dwarf said.
"Arya, you're a smart person. I'll tell you the truth in a smart person's way." Tyrion cleared his throat and lowered his voice to the lowest. "Do you know the real reason for preaching in Barbarian City?
It's not to spread the teachings of the Seven Gods, nor to save the people of Barbarian City.
To put it bluntly, the ultimate goal of the Seven Gods is to slay demons. "
Arya gave him a contemptuous look. "Playing tricks in front of the True Gods. You're really bold."
"I'm telling the truth! The Holy Mother told me herself. "Tyrion swore.
"Hehe …" Arya's smile became more sarcastic. "You want to meet the Holy Mother?"
"I …" Tyrion was anxious, but he couldn't give a reasonable explanation.
"What did Stranger tell you?" Helplessly, he changed the topic.
"Stranger told me to slay demons and ensure that Qizang completes the preaching mission."
"That …"
There was nothing wrong with that!
Sighing, Tyrion said directly, "Let's put it this way. Barbarian City is definitely more dangerous than Free City, right?"
Arya nodded.
"That's why we stopped along the way. Laying down the path of faith is only one of the reasons. More importantly, the Holy Mother wants us to kill monsters and level up.
Only by leveling up can we face the final obstacle, Barbarian City.
So, do you understand what I mean? Matthew, that bald donkey, killed all the evil gods along the way, so we can't level up. If we don't level up, it'll be dangerous to go to Barbarian City. "
The more he said, the more the dwarf felt that his words made sense.
"Look, how weak are the snails we met today? It's practically tailor-made for me. It's a big gift that the Holy Mother arranged for me.
Today, I must have dropped some snails. The one leveling up is me, not Matthew.
Tomorrow, if we meet a stronger god, I'll be able to deal with it. Then, I'll level up again and finally reach Barbarian City. I'll become a demigod and can easily deal with the demons of Barbarian City. "
"That's the Holy Mother's arrangement, but Matthew wants to take it all for himself. He's already an Archangel and he's still not satisfied. He wants to become an Archangel and an Angel King. He's greedier than a sparrow!" The dwarf was filled with righteous indignation.
"Becoming an Angel requires enlightenment and soul sublimation," Arya said.
"I know, but the Holy Mother's reward can also do that. Don't doubt me, I have insider information. " The dwarf revealed a mysterious smile full of superiority. "Think about your brother. He's not a follower of the Seven Gods, so he naturally doesn't have the enlightenment of the Seven Gods. Didn't he also become an Archangel?"
Arya was somewhat convinced. She asked hesitantly, "How do you plan to resist Qizang? He's our master, and he's stronger than us. He also has' Fiery Eyes of Truth '. He can find out who's an Evil God more accurately than us. "
"Yes, he's our master. If you meet an Evil God, just hug his waist before he uses' Holy Mother's Palm 'and shout' protect master '. He definitely won't hit you.
Then, I'll start to slay demons. After I kill an Evil God, it'll be your turn next. "The dwarf chuckled.
"We can try." Arya nodded slowly.
The opportunity came quickly.
"Something's wrong. It seems like something's following me!" Varys's fat face was pale as he stumbled into the Holy Church.
They were leaving tomorrow, but the Holy Church had just opened for business. There were many things that had to be arranged before they left.
For example, the cooperation between the government and the merchant: convince the Prince of Trade to support this small Holy Church, and then the church would give the Prince some benefits.
Varys had grown up to be a grandmaster of intelligence in Pentos, so the task of managing people was given to him.
After the lecture, he went to the residence of the Prince of Trade, Jacob.
The scripture teaching team's partner was none other than Black Jacob.
"It's not a big deal that someone's following you. We've been showing off enough in the past few days," Tyrion said.
"No, I didn't see anything when I looked back. Think about it. Do you think there's a stalker that can hide from my eyes? "
"Maybe you're thinking too much," Hound said.
"If I can't even tell if I'm being followed or not, what kind of eight-clawed spider am I?" Varys said angrily.
"That means, with your years of experience as an intelligence chief, you can sense that someone is following you and sense danger, but you can't find any trace of the stalker?" The dwarf's eyes gradually lit up.
Varys nodded and said in fear, "What did you think?"
"No one can hide from you. If they can, then it means they're not humans, but Evil Gods!" The dwarf pulled out the axe from his waist and said excitedly.
"Maybe they're just supernatural beings," Master Qizang said.
"Wait in the house. I'll go out and check." Tyrion waved his hand and ran out of the door.
"Grandsons, all of you come out!"
"I'm your Grandpa Tyrion. Come out and eat my axe."
"You cowards only dare to sneak around and be a stalker. You don't have the guts to come out and fight a mortal like me?"
The dwarf's arrogant provocation came from outside the door. He was getting further and further away from Qizang and the others behind the door.
"Tyrion, don't be rash. Come back!" Qizang took a step forward and shouted loudly.
"Master, don't be afraid. We'll protect you," Tyrion hurriedly said.
This was a secret signal. Arya understood. She grabbed Qizang's arm and said, "It's like you said before. There aren't that many Evil Gods. Maybe there are just a few supernatural beings who only know how to sneak around."
Erya might be small, but she was much stronger than Qizang.
After all, Qizang was an old man in his sixties, while Erya was a warrior with muscles all over her body.
It was also because of his lack of strength that when Qizang fought against the snail monster, he had to activate the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon even though he had planned to injure it but not kill it.
"Even if we can't injure the Evil Gods, it won't be good if we kill or injure the supernatural being spies!" Qizang struggled.
"The spies haven't shown up yet. Why are you in such a hurry?" Erya said.
Qizang was helpless. He could only say to Varys, "Wuneng, you've always been smart. Go out and keep an eye on Tyrion for me."
A moment later, Wuneng cried out in fear, "Master, this is bad! Eldest Senior Brother was captured by a fairy again!"
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