In the spacious hall that was a thousand feet wide, Qin Mufeng was holding a small rag in his hand. He was desperately rubbing the face of a little angel made of silver. Looking at his appearance, it seemed like he wanted to rub off a layer of skin from this little angel who was smiling innocently.
" Aiyo." Qin Mufeng accidentally touched the little angel's wings and couldn't help but moan. Qin Mufeng touched his injured arm. The scene from the day appeared in his mind again.
He was still in this hall, but the difference was that he was not alone in this hall. There was another person, a person who made him gnash his teeth in hatred. Priest Mary was a name that had been stabbed countless times in Qin Mufeng's heart.
" From today onwards, you'll be responsible for cleaning the Holy Brilliance Cathedral. You have to polish these 1,000 statues ten times a day. If I find even a speck of dust, I'll take your life." Priestess Mary glared at Qin Mufeng with a cold gaze.
"Understood, Priest." Qin Mufeng looked at the 1,000 statues of different sizes and replied softly. At this moment, Qin Mufeng finally understood why cleaning a temple would exhaust a few people to death. Although there were 1,000 statues of different sizes, it was a huge project to polish them ten times a day. No wonder it was so tiring to clean this place with just two people.
Priest Marry smiled when he saw Qin Mufeng's shocked expression. His heart was filled with joy, but he did not intend to let Qin Mufeng off just like that. As he thought about it, a pressure came from his body. Although this Mary was a small fry at level four, his pressure was like a mountain pressing down on Qin Mufeng.
He couldn't fall. Although Qin Mufeng's heart was desperately resisting, his legs couldn't help but kneel. When his knees touched the floor of the Holy Brilliance Palace that was paved with white jade, Qin Mufeng's heart was filled with humiliation. 'Kill him, I want to kill him!' A voice howled madly in Qin Mufeng's heart.
However, Qin Mufeng did not move. He knew that if he dared to resist now, only death awaited him. Endure! Endure! When he had the power, he would return it to this bastard ten times over. At this moment, Qin Mufeng thirsted for power. Strength! Strength! With power! Only then could he control his own life and death.
Although the laughter of Mary's departure had already faded, it kept ringing in Qin Mufeng's heart. Qin Mufeng, who no longer touched the wound on his arm, lowered his head and pondered.
Qin Mufeng had been thinking about how to obtain power ever since Marry left. It was likely that there would be no results if he cultivated the Icy Ice Battle Energy. This was because his current body was called a MCMAU cripple on the Slema Continent. He could not cultivate it at all. The martial arts that he had learned in that space-time could be used to scare people, but if they really fought, it would probably be useless.
It was not that Qin Mufeng had never thought about the Three Scrolls of Yellow Heaven. However, when cultivating this hateful Dao Scripture, one needed the power of faith. Without the power of faith as a foundation, everything was useless. As for the power of faith, where would he find it?
Qin Mufeng thought for a long time but did not come to any conclusion. He picked up the rag in his hand and wiped the 30-foot-tall statue of the God of Light. As he wiped, he could not help but curse,"What bullsh * t Three Scrolls of Yellow Heaven? Even some bullsh * t martial technique needs the power of belief as the foundation. Where the f * ck do you want me to find power of belief?”
The statue of the God of Light was made of gold. Under the illumination of the lamp, it was even more dazzling. With Qin Mufeng's body, he could only wipe off the bottom pair of the twelve pairs of wings made of platinum. Qin Mufeng had no respect for this Light God who looked like a birdman.
Just as his hand brushed past the wings of the God of Light, a warm light flashed across his hand. At first, Qin Mufeng thought that he was hallucinating. However, when he wiped the wings of the God of Light again, he realized that there was a warm current flashing by.
This warm current made Qin Mufeng feel very comfortable. However, he could only wipe it with his hands and could not take the warm current for himself. Just as he was feeling strange, the Three Scrolls of Yellow Heaven that had been hidden in his mind suddenly moved. The image of the Yellow Heaven Dao Sovereign appeared in his mind again.
He was wearing a yellow robe and a simple robe. He sat cross-legged in the yellow void as if he was the ruler of the endless sky. When the Heavenly Venerate Huang Tian appeared in his mind, a suction force appeared on Qin Mufeng's hands and sucked the warm current.
However, what disappointed Qin Mufeng was that no matter how strong the suction force from his hand was, he could not snatch away a single bit of the warm current. As the image of the Yellow Heaven Dao Holy Man in his mind became more and more blurry, the suction force in Qin Mufeng's hand became weaker and weaker.
Boom. The Huangtian Dao statue in Qin Mufeng's heart finally collapsed. Following the collapse of Heavenly Venerate Huang Tian, the suction force in Qin Mufeng's hand also disappeared without a trace. What was going on? A few big question marks appeared in Qin Mufeng's mind.
At this moment, he was no longer in the mood to wipe those statues. His fingers touched the wings of the God of Light again and again. That warm and alluring current flowed through Qin Mufeng's fingertips again and again.
This, this should be the power of faith. After a long while, Qin Mufeng finally defined the thing on his fingertips. However, why couldn't he absorb this power of faith? Looking at the huge and majestic statue of the God of Light, Qin Mufeng couldn't help but ponder.
The God of Light, the God of Light. Yes, it was because of the God of Light. This power of faith was not for himself, but for the God of Light. Because of this, he couldn't take it away. It was not impossible to take away the God of Light's power of faith, but with his current strength, it was more difficult than ascending to the heavens.
It was like an elephant could stop a moving car, but a mantis could not. The difference in strength made it impossible for him to seize the power of faith. However, he needed the power of faith and strength now. Now that so much power of faith was placed in front of him, it was a pity that he could not take a single bit away.
The bell of the Holy Brilliance Cathedral rang again. Qin Mufeng, who had been deep in thought for a long time, suddenly moved. He took out a gold coin from his pocket and slowly walked behind the Light God statue. He wrote three Chinese characters on the Light God's two-foot-long boots: Qin Mufeng.
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