Chapter 347 What era is this? Why are we still treating traditional gods?

The rain kept falling and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Li Mo still maintained his original posture, but nothing happened.

The fat priest quickly picked up the bronze staff on the ground, pointed it at Li Mo, and said with a serious expression:

"You pretender, you've exposed your secret!"

Li Mo thought for a while.

If it were Bingtuozi, what would he do at this time?

Well, probably do nothing and just ignore it.

So Master Tianzun didn't care about him, not even a trace of expression, and the effect was outstanding.

It looked more and more like the fat priest was jumping up and down like a clown.

The townspeople were whispering to each other, and some people vaguely guessed what this mysterious god wanted to do.

Could it be that he wanted to move the mountains blocking their town with just a few clicks?

The old mayor stood in the heavy rain, his eyes shining brightly. In the past, even with the blessing of the so-called witch spirits, they had to take a very long way to reach the outside world.

If the mountain in front of them disappears, won't they have unimpeded access from now on?

At least there is no obstacle to going in one direction!

This hope arose in his heart, but his reason told him that such a thing was impossible...

But right now.

Suddenly there was a vibration on the ground.

"Rumble--"

Immediately afterwards, the earth shook!

The old mayor and the townspeople couldn't stand firm and fell to the ground, but they stared into the distance.

"The mountains are moving, Dongshan is moving!"

"Let's go east from now on, and we won't have to take any detours anymore!"

"From now on, we can go out of the mountains without the blessing of gods!"

"Goddess of Heaven!"

The rain stopped.

The door to the outside world is slowly opening towards Sanshan Town.

A ray of dawn fell, shining on the light and airy young figure, making every inch of his body covered with the radiance of hope.

At this moment, countless townspeople stared wide-eyed, and the darkness in their eyes was dispelled by that figure.

"It's over."

The fat priest sat down on the ground, his face expressionless:

"I'm a fake."

The other party may not be true.

As a disciple of the Demon Evoker Cult, he has been in Southern Xinjiang for so long, and he knows something about the demon clan. He has already recognized that the other party is probably a high-level demon clan.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to control the wind and rain and move mountains.

The other party was obviously prepared!

Unless the general altar sends a master, it is possible to compete with the opponent.

He was about to leave secretly before others could react.

"Hmph~ Want to escape~~~?"

An electric sound suddenly sounded from behind. Mambo rubbed his palms, then pulled up an arc of electricity and shot it towards the fat priest.

The electric snake danced wildly, so fast that it was hard to see with the naked eye, and hit him in the buttocks.

Mambo is a great demon, two levels higher than the realm of divine contemplation.

Blah blah blah——

The fat priest was instantly electrocuted and danced, his whole body was black and twitching, and he would probably be a drooler even after he was cured.

Upon seeing this, Li Mo gave Senior Mambo a look of thanks with satisfaction.

Senior Man knows how to adapt to changes, so he added chicken legs.

He didn't want the fat priest to run away just now, but if he wanted to capture him instantly, he might have to take out his hammer.

But if you take out the hammer, wouldn’t everything be foreshadowed in vain? Lord Tianzun’s strength fell to the ground.

"Lord Tianzun!"

At this time, the old mayor shouted loudly and took the lead to kneel in front of the altar.

The townspeople completely respected Li Mo like a god and fell to their knees.

Li Mo's lips moved, but this time he did not say the words "no kneeling" after all.

For the townspeople, it just provides them with some shelter when walking in the mountains and forests.

But in their eyes, I had moved the mountain away, and it was clear at a glance who was real and who was fake.

But the townspeople never thought about it.

In this world, there is no God at all.

Li Mo raised his palms and said:

"Now that this is over, I'm leaving."

"You want to leave?"

The old mayor raised his head suddenly, but did not dare to stand up:

"Are you complaining that we worship false gods? I will immediately work with the clan elders to knock down the false gods' statues and worship yours."

He gritted his teeth: "The sacrifices...the sacrifices must be more generous than in previous years!"

Now that the mountain is gone, it will be ten times easier for them to go east.

You can get more sacrifices by gritting your teeth.

Li Mo looked at the townspeople who were kneeling on the ground, trembling, fearing that he would never come again, with complicated eyes.

"Do you really sincerely want to worship me?"

"nature!"

"But I don't want ordinary sacrifices such as pigs, sheep, fruits, etc. Those are meaningless to me."

"No ordinary tribute..."

The old mayor's expression changed and his body was trembling.

Is that...a human sacrifice?

It turns out that there is a big festival every year in the town, and those who have children at home draw lots to choose boys and girls.

The population of Sanshan Town is not prosperous at all...

But other villages and towns have the blessing of gods. Regardless of whether they are true or false, they at least had it in the past. If this god is gone, what will the town do in the future?

There was a war between heaven and man in his heart, and he was about to grit his teeth and agree.

But another sentence floated above my head:

"I want rocks from the mountains, lots and lots of rocks."

"Um?"

Everyone was confused.

Li Mo said expressionlessly:

"Including the mountain that was just moved, these three mountains have absorbed the spiritual energy of the sun and the moon and have grown up in this world for hundreds of millions of years. You can't see spirituality with your naked eyes."

"Aren't you sincere?"

"In that case, dig out the remaining two mountains and offer them to me."

"How can these two mountains be dug out..."

The old mayor had a bitter face. How could they have such ability?

"If you can't dig it out, let your sons and grandsons dig it for generations."

"You must fill this temple every year, and I will believe your sincerity."

Fill the temple?

It's not much, but I don't know how many years it will take.

The young and strong in the town looked at the size of the temple and calculated silently in their hearts.

"Grandpa Mayor, we can do it!"

"Yes, we have nothing but strength!"

"In the future, it will be convenient for us to go to the east to exchange food. Digging rocks is at least better than worrying about starving to death before."

Listening to the young voices, the old mayor nodded heavily.

He was about to turn around and tell Tianzun Shangxian that they were willing to dig the mountain, but a white cloud had already flown high.

Only two booklets were left on the spot.

The old mayor came forward curiously, picked it up, and asked the private school teacher who knew how to read in the town:

"What's written on it?"

"One is called the Mountain-Splitting Hammer Method! The other is called the second set... Radio Gymnastics?"

These seem to be two martial arts, and the word "superior" is written on them, so they must be extraordinary!"

"Master Tianzun, could it be that he wants us to select strong young men to practice and mine more rocks for him?"

"Yes, that must be the case!"

"What's written on the back?"

"Heaven helps those who help themselves!"

"It means that if we work harder, Master Tianzun will always help us?"

.....

On the white cloud.

Shang Qinqing looked at the cheering townspeople below, thinking:

"You created both martial arts?"

"Yes. "

Li Mo nodded.

He didn't spend any martial arts insights on the hammer method, but he did use some radio gymnastics, which improved a basic martial art.

He is worthy of being the little king of the hammer!

Ling Yuangou grinned: "Tsk tsk, collecting stones and giving away martial arts, this good thing doesn't seem to be done by gods."

"What era is it now, and you are still a traditional god."

"But don't you need the power of many sentient beings? Aren't you afraid that they will learn martial arts and dig through the mountains, and will no longer respect you as a god in the future? "

"That's great. "

Li Mo rubbed his cold and icy face and touched the hot Kongming Wanse Tower.

"It's so tiring to put on the airs of a fairy god. Are you jealous? I still have some dumplings left..."