Miyazawa's new order was carried out from top to bottom. Even though it was already late at night, the entire Fushimi Inari Taisha was in full operation.
As the most well-known representative of the Nihon Shinto, Fushimi Inari Taisha's unusual movements naturally received many questions, but they were all evaded by the two old foxes.
Su Ying, who had a god's perspective, knew everything that was happening on the ground.
"As expected, the human brain is really wonderful. It saved me a lot of trouble in setting up.”
"King Solomon? Let's set it according to this."
Su Ying went to check the Internet again.
While Fushimi Inari Taisha was building King Solomon's temple, they were also building a fishing boat.
"As expected, Fushimi Inari Taisha has already started to promote it on the official website.”
"Let me see. Other than the words I told Naya and the images I created, they also made up a lot of stories.”
"Humans are creatures that love good gods, even if some traitors pursue evil gods.”
"He fabricated many stories of King Solomon doing good deeds on behalf of the gods.”
"Very good, it saved me a lot of brainpower.”
"In just one or two days, they were able to come up with tens of thousands of words and dozens of stories.”
"As expected, you Japanese are good at making up stories and history.”
Su Ying could not help but complain.
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Seven days passed.
Fushimi Inari Taisha Shrine was a famous shrine in Japan, and there were a large number of people in the nearby cities who wanted to attend the festival.
Although the Shinto had declined and was no longer like the illustrious era a hundred years ago when the Orthodoxy controlled the faith of a country, it still held an important position in the hearts of the Japanese people.
Moreover, the official website of Fushimi Inari Taisha had publicized the ceremony and provided a lot of novel information, making the newly appeared King Solomon's Ceremony one of the most important celebrations of the year.
The emergency publicity of Fushimi Inari Taisha and the once-in-a-year gimmick attracted a large number of believers and curious young people.
Su Ying slowly lowered her gaze, and her supreme aura once again enveloped the entire Fushimi Inari Taisha.
First, in the inner palace of the shrine, there was a statue of King Solomon sitting on a huge chair.
He had long, messy white hair and wore an ancient and gorgeous priest robe.
In his right hand, he held the golden scepter that symbolized royalty, and in his left hand, he held a lamp that illuminated people.
Each finger wore a golden ring that could summon 72 Demon Gods.
Mysterious and ancient patterns were carved on his back, emitting an ancient aura.
All of this was carved by Naiko according to her memories.
When she wore the ten gold rings, she saw King Solomon's appearance.
The entire process of carving the statue was supervised by Naya. It was almost a hundred percent restoration of King Solomon in her memory.
Nayazi and Solomon also received the gift of Asa.
However, Nayazi was full of respect for this senior. After all, Solomon in the myths and legends was a great and wise king.
King Solomon, who could leave his name in history, was much stronger than a half-baked person like her.
Therefore, in the process of publicity, King Solomon, as a Blessed who could summon 72 Demon Gods, was an Apostle of God and a demigod in the human world!
The room was surrounded by white curtains that were draped down to cover the face of the gods.
Under Solomon's throne, a few witches in formal clothes were sitting. Naya was the one in the front.
The witch was also known as the Son of God. She was an existence that served the gods like the spokesperson of the gods. She had once stood at the top of the divine realm.
However, with the disappearance of the gods, the status established on the illusory legend would eventually collapse. The status of the modern witches had fallen to a humble level.
In many games with 18 restrictions, witches had become a kind of seasoning. One could imagine how much they had declined.
The current witches, other than pure young girls who were physically and mentally healthy, had no other threshold and had fallen to the bottom of the Divine Dao food chain.
However, all of this seemed to be reversed by Naya Zi, and the status of the witches might have a fundamental change.
As the sacrificial gong and drum sounded outside the palace, a breeze suddenly blew in the closed windows of the palace.
Was the door blown open by the wind?
But he didn't hear anything.
Confused, a witch who was kneeling in the back row saw her devout companion quietly turn her head.
The next moment, Naya, who had sensed something, suddenly raised her head. Her pair of big black eyes stared intently at the statue of King Solomon on the stone chair.
" You." Naya Zi had a thousand words to say, but she didn't know how to say them.
On the throne, his skin gradually turned from white to bronze.
The originally majestic statue of King Solomon had a hint of a smile at the corner of its mouth as it watched them!
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