Book One: Chapter 347
The white-haired old man invited Zhao Fu into the room and asked, "May I know where you come from?"
Zhao Fu smiled and said, "You don't need to know. Also, is the Land of the Extreme Sun so barren?"
The white-haired old man nodded. "Most of the places in the Land of Extreme Yang are desolate areas. Plants and animals are relatively rare, and we sometimes go hungry. Moreover, we have to regularly provide supplies to the temple."
Puzzled, Zhao Fu asked, "You still want to provide supplies in this state?"
The white-haired old man said, "Yes, if we hand over a certain amount of resources, the people of our village will have to suffer the pain of the scorching sun."
Zhao Fu asked again, "Has your Temple ever helped you?"
The white-haired elder sighed and shook his head.
Zhao Fu felt that the Temple was a criminal force that exploited the people's wealth and oppressed them. It wasn't a Temple that helped the people develop. No wonder the Land of Extreme Yang was defeated. This kind of shrine was simply a malignant tumor.
Zhao Fu asked again, "Have you ever thought of leaving this place?"
The white-haired old man thought for a moment before replying, "No, we've lived here for generations and are used to it. We also have deep feelings for this place, so we don't want to go to other places to live."
Zhao Fu nodded and said seriously, "If I become the master of the hall, I will definitely change everything."
The white-haired elder's eyes shined as he said, "Sir, could it be that you're the person who prophesied?"
Zhao Fu asked curiously, "What?"
The white-haired old man said with some excitement, "A long, long time ago, the Eight Sun God Envoys left behind a prophecy. One day, a person would appear in the Land of Extreme Yang, and the Eight Sun God Temple would welcome a great revival, and walk the path of prosperity."
Zhao Fu asked curiously, "Tell me more about the prophecy."
The white-haired old man nodded with a smile and began to explain to Zhao Fu.
It turned out that a long, long time ago, the Eight Sun Temple and the Land of Extreme Yang were not like this. At that time, the Eight Sun Temple was very powerful. Although they would regularly offer some things as tribute, there were no rules on what to offer or the value of the things. Even if they offered a few stones, it was fine.
The Eight Sun Shrine would often help the people of each village. If a village encountered danger, they would immediately send out Divine Envoys to help the village resist the danger. Even if a village didn't have food, the Shrine would donate food for free.
At that time, the Shrine was the most trusted and respected Shrine, mainly managed by eight powerful Sun God Envoys.
The Land of Extreme Yang was not as barren as it was now. Back then, it was also a place with abundant resources. There was no lack of all kinds of spirit herbs and spirit fruits, and there were many kinds of rare animals.
However, after a certain major event occurred, the eight Sun God Envoys died, and a large amount of Spiritual Qi was lost in the Land of Extreme Yang, resulting in the current situation.
Before the eight Sun God Emissaries died, they left behind this prophecy. They said that one day, a person would appear and unify the Eight Sun Shrine. He would lead the Sun race to glory and become an existence like the great Sun God.
Zhao Fu started to think to himself, "Am I the person who spoke this prophecy? But I don't seem to have any connection to this prophecy. However, I feel that this prophecy is faintly related to me. "
The white-haired old man said excitedly, "Lord, I think you are the person who spoke this prophecy. I believe that you can lead us to prosperity."
Zhao Fu smiled and said, "What proof do you have?"
The white-haired old man smiled and shook his head, "I believe in my intuition!"
Zhao Fu smiled and did not continue on this topic. Instead, he asked, "What's the situation with the Shrine now? Why do they reject outsiders?"
The white-haired old man said, "I'm not too sure about the Shrine's situation. The reason they reject outsiders is because the major event that changed the Shrine was caused by an outsider. It was he who caused the Land of Extreme Yang to become like this, and it was he who caused the death of the eight Sun God Emissaries. As such, the Sun race and the Shrine both reject outsiders."
Zhao Fu asked with concern, "Do you have any information about that outsider?"
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "Lord, you think too highly of me. So many years have passed, so how would I know?"
Zhao Fu nodded.
The white-haired old man said, "The God Emissaries will come to our village tomorrow. What are your plans?"
Zhao Fu thought about it and said, "I don't have any plans for now. I need to go to the Shrine to understand the situation."
The white-haired old man smiled and said, "That's right. Lord, if you have any requests, just tell us and we will do our best to satisfy you."
Zhao Fu smiled and nodded.
The white-haired old man said respectfully, "Then if there's nothing else, lord, I'll go down first!"
Zhao Fu said, "Wait."
The white-haired old man asked curiously, "Is there anything else, lord?"
Zhao Fu waved his hand and countless things appeared on the ground. There were food, spirit fruits, weapons, and medicinal pills, "These are my gifts to you."
The white-haired old man looked at the many things and looked quite shocked. He immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you, lord, for your gifts. In the future, I'm willing to do anything to repay you."
Zhao Fu smiled and said, "There's no need!"
The white-haired old man immediately called people to carry these things away. When he saw these things, he looked pleasantly surprised and his heartbeat sped up as he quickly carried these things away.
An older child walked in and asked nervously, "Lord, my father has suffered serious injuries; can you save him?"
The white-haired old man looked at Zhao Fu and did not want to trouble Zhao Fu. After all, Zhao Fu treated them too well; not only had he saved their village, but he had also given them so many things.
Zhao Fu smiled and said, "Sure!"
The older child said happily, "Thank you, lord!"
Zhao Fu followed the child outside and saw a middle-aged man lying unconscious on the ground. He had been pressed to the ground by the Purple Sun Lion's claw and had most likely suffered serious internal injuries.
Zhao Fu walked forwards and the others respectfully made way; they were also filled with gratitude and respect towards Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu squatted down in front of the middle-aged man and placed a hand on his body, sending a powerful wave of energy into the middle-aged man's body, causing his injuries to quickly recover.
Soon, the middle-aged man's injuries were healed and he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Fu with a confused look.
The older child next to him happily smiled and said, "Father! It was this lord who saved you. "
The middle-aged man said gratefully, "Thank you, lord!"
Zhao Fu smiled and said, "You're welcome."
At that moment, just as Zhao Fu was about to take his hand back, the middle-aged man's body suddenly gave off boundless golden light as a powerful aura spread out and a circular sun mark appeared on the middle-aged man's forehead.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in shock.
Zhao Fu looked quite confused; he did not know what had happened, so why did this middle-aged man have such an unexpected change?
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