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Immortal Master Chapter 12 Walking on the Earth

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    Then again, for example, when Master Wen made his fortune.  I got a big chicken, and some people complained about what was so great about this kind of thing.  But for urban residents, they really want to eat this kind of genuine local chicken.  And if you eat it when there is bird flu, it is just like eating Korean pork ribs. You can take it to your neighbor's house to show off.  It¡¯s even several times more difficult!  "Why did Father Shang suddenly ask this?" Zhao Ji was surprised. Why did Wen Fei suddenly become interested in sowing?  Wen Fei smiled and said: "I don't know if my Song Dynasty is short of food!" Zhao Ji laughed loudly: "My Song Dynasty is short of nothing except copper coins!" Wen Fei smiled bitterly, this Song Dynasty is short of nothing except the northwest  Besides, there is really no shortage of food.  It can be said that the Song Dynasty occupied the richest place in China.  Especially in the middle and early Northern Song Dynasty, after the introduction of Champa rice, the output was two crops a year and three crops a year.  The north, where the gap was not too big before, was completely thrown out of sight.  ¡°Forget it, Wen Fei originally planned to make a fuss over wheat.  This kind of rice can¡¯t be grown in the Liao Kingdom!  It seems that the cultivation of rice in the north had to wait until after the Ming and Qing Dynasties.  Thinking of this, Wen Fei couldn't help but sigh.  We couldn't use this extremely despicable killing move to harm the Liao Kingdom, for a sinister guy like Wen Da Tianshi.  I always feel unhappy.  But it doesn¡¯t matter, we just have to wait another half year.  Around the autumnal equinox, it¡¯s probably the time to plant wheat.  By then it¡¯s time to deal with Fang La, and then carry out an economic campaign against the Liao Kingdom.  to food, all aspects of war.  Use a soft knife to cut some Liao meat and taste it.  Next.  Wen Fei naturally found craftsmen to purify and refine the gold so that it could be exchanged for money in modern time and space.  When Wen Fei was busy in the Northern Song Dynasty, he never imagined how big a storm a small butterfly would cause by flapping its wings.  And this originally inconspicuous little butterfly.  Of course it is Mr. Sam, the fanatical believer now.  When he left the Qilian Mountains and returned to his own country all the way.  The place that appears now is a seventeenth-century manor.  Although it is in the New World, it is full of Victorian style.  It has triangular gables, high roofs, protruding eaves, fan-shaped brackets, stylish turrets, and balconies with pillars. The colors are bright and gorgeous. Of course, this was said two centuries ago.     it's here.  It is an estate belonging to a respected gentleman.  Including this estate.  The tens of thousands of acres of surrounding land are all attached to this manor and belong to Mr. Abel, the owner of this manor.  Nowadays, in this ancient manor, the lights are brightly lit, and even the fountain in front of the gate is decorated with beautiful colored lights.  But there were no well-dressed guests, and no well-dressed guests.  Obviously, the entire manor is so beautifully decorated.  But no dance was organized.  In fact, it¡¯s a room in this manor.  In a room with a serious and depressing atmosphere.  Every one of the high-backed mahogany chairs covered with velvet was filled with people.  These people also have serious expressions and neat clothes.  They were arranged on both sides, as if they were discussing serious issues above.  The light is not very bright, even a little depressing.  It complements this old-fashioned and serious conference room.  And standing on the red carpet in the middle of the conference room, facing ten pairs of gloomy and staring eyes.  Sam seemed peaceful and quiet.  He was even wearing a black robe, and his whole temperament seemed to be quieter and quieter.  "Mr. Miller, do you know why you called us all here?" A bald old man sitting at the top said.  He was also eighty-five years old, and he looked old and tired.  Even hearing his voice gave people a strong desire to go to sleep.  And he is Abel, the owner of the manor.  In fact, everyone sitting here is not very young, and the youngest one is over sixty years old.  However, one thing is the same: these all hold huge amounts of money and power.  What is even more similar is that these people are the most senior figures in the foundation, or they are the funders behind the foundation, and they are also the most important funders.  "If I don't make a very important discovery, I won't dare to alarm you easily. You know, although I am not as poor as the hairs you pluck out casually, I still cherish my little life!" Sam said.  "Then, Mr. Miller, tell us about your important discovery! If you really discover Shambhala, you will find out how kind we are and let you find it right away."?Free from poverty.  "It was still the owner of the manor, Abel, who was speaking. "Actually, I didn't find Shambhala.  "He said, deliberately letting it slip. But these people are all old foxes who have become refined. The most important thing they lack is patience. They know very well that Sam dare not tease them randomly, otherwise they will be put in a bag.  , being thrown into the sea and disappearing is the best outcome. They are all waiting, but Sam¡¯s "In other words, I have discovered Shambhala.  But it doesn¡¯t matter, because I have a bigger direction!  He said, shaking his clothes: "Didn't you find anything special about my clothes?"  " In fact, they have discovered this a long time ago. But it is the habit of these aloof people to take the initiative. Able said lightly: "Mr. Miller, I remember you are a real American.  Isn't it?  Few real Americans like to talk in circles like this!  " Sam had to shrug and said: "Okay, everyone.  Let me tell you some good news, I have converted.  I met a god who walked the earth!  "    "What¡­¡­?  " "This is ridiculous!  " "Nonsense!  " All kinds of words, these old people who have been silent for a long time are like pouring a few drops of cold water into a frying pan. Everyone started making noises and making noise. "It's not that they don't want to believe in the existence of the true God, it's precisely because  They believe it. That¡¯s why they feel even more ridiculous. Is it impossible for gods to walk on the earth today? ¡°Do you know what you¡¯re saying?  Mr. Miller, if you continue to talk nonsense like this when you are drunk, you will pay enough for your actions!  "Abel shouted. He no longer looked like an old man who couldn't open his glasses. Miller didn't speak. The power of all words is pale. Any belief is attributed to miracles, my Lord,  I will use your power to win you the most important group of believers! After praying, Sam opened his hands and saw a little pure and crystal light.  The light appeared in the palm of his hand and even illuminated the entire conference room in an instant. Such a brilliant and bright light was fleeting, and almost everyone could see clearly and feel the glory and greatness of this power.  At that moment, the brilliance disappeared. In an instant, everyone in the noisy conference room became completely silent. "Do you understand?  Sam gasped slightly excitedly: "This is not any supernatural power, or even magic."  This is divine magic, this is pure divine brilliance!  " Listening to Sam's words echoing back and forth in the entire conference room, all those old people, those who have mastered countless money and power, can make the most powerful country on the blue planet tremble with just a stamp of their feet. They looked at  The look in Sam's eyes was no longer that of a superior ruler, but with a vague awe as he listened to Sam say: "This is a god who walks on the earth, and this is a god who has not yet taken over the capital.  A demigod exalted in the heavens.  Dear gentlemen, do you know what this will mean?  "What does it mean? Everyone's eyes were in a trance. A new god appeared. Everyone knew what it meant. But they still couldn't help but listen to Sam. "It's like many times, women hear sweet words that are familiar to them.  But I still want to say it again from the mouth of a man! "St. Matthew, St. Mark, St. Luke, St. John" Every time Sam pronounced a name, it was like a donkey was hit.  He was as excited as a whip ¡°Representing the Kingdom of God!  Sam took a breath and continued: "Each of us knows clearly that after studying supernatural powers, magic, and special abilities for so many years, each of us knows that matter will eventually decay.  " "Every one of us will grow old, sick, and die. This is a law of nature that no one can resist.  Even if the body can be cloned, our souls will also decay" Sam said like a sermon: "But the kingdom of God can protect us!  " "Wow" Applause continued throughout the conference room. These old men, who originally seemed to be dying, now burst out with great energy and enthusiasm. The applause almost knocked off the roof of the entire conference room.  . Sam felt that he still had more to say, and continued:"Every distinguished gentleman knows what kind of development prospects a sect with a true body will have! The old sect has developed for thousands of years and is intricately intertwined. Even if you go to Heaven Mountain, you will only become the most powerful one among them.  An insignificant petitioner" "But in front of the New God, there is nothing. Think about it, what have those secretive monks been doing all these years?" (To be continued?  . )
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