Daqin: Who does this throne give to me?

"My Daqin religion has never been prosperous, so I don't have much experience, but judging from the history of other worlds, it is only during the most difficult times of war that the people are most dependent on the salvation of the gods!"

Qu Ruo was very much in favor of enhancing the power of the Great Qin Imperial Palace, but after thinking about it, he shook his head slightly.

The life of the people in Daqin now far surpasses all periods in history, even far surpassing the heyday of other worlds. In such a period, if you want to harvest a lot of incense and mind power, Buddhism is the most professional.

However, His Majesty has not practiced Buddhism in Daqin since he practiced, and there is not even a Buddhist temple in Daqin, even if he wants to find a professional person to ask for advice.

As the mother of the eldest son of the Great Qin Emperor, she is definitely unwilling to let the peaceful Great Qin fall into chaos again.

"Let the people know that there was a big war in the Great Qin Wasteland, and you can gain a wave of incense and mind power, but this method cannot be used frequently!" Lu Zhi's face flashed cruelty. Daqin now has 2000 million forbidden troops in the army, and only the families of these people is a huge number.

"There are wars every day in the wasteland!" Zhao Wen smiled calmly. This method is too eager for quick success. Even if he opens his mouth to send a wave of benefits to all the Great Qin, he will get more incense and mind power than this, and there will be no future troubles.

"After all, it is my Taoist priests in Daqin who are dedicated to cultivation. There are thousands of people, and Taoist temples are spread all over Daqin, but they have nothing to gain!"

The Taoist priests brought back from the Song Dynasty mainly worshiped the Tiangang Disha Formation at the beginning, and also had the responsibility of recruiting believers to help sacrifice the Tiangang Disha Formation.

But after returning from the wilderness, he devoted himself completely to cultivation, not to mention spreading the belief of the Great Qin Empire, even the sacrifices of the Tiangang Disha Formation were much shorter.

"You can let Liu Bang and Chen Ping do it. These two people always like to calculate people's hearts. Maybe there will be a good way!" Jing Rou suggested softly.

"Even if it's a calculation and a little benefit, it's not worth the loss for Daqin!"

Zhao Wen directly refused, thinking about the system of gods in the world of White Snake, collecting incense and mind power, Tianting is the most professional, and it has even been meticulously divided into categories.

Entering the new world this time, if you have the opportunity, you must observe the operation of the heavenly spirit system up close.

Daqin now has hundreds of millions of people, and this number will even reach more than one billion in more than ten years.

A large part of these billions will still be first-level beings. The only thing missing is a method to collect incense and mind power, and this method will always have a solution in the future.

The Great Formation of Tiangang and Disha slowly descended, and the spiritual roots and elixir that were more than thousands of years old in the Daqin Imperial Palace continued to fly into the sky.

With a finger on the Heshibi, the spiritual roots and elixir transplanted by Zhao Wen to the mountains of Daqin, all of which have been thousands of years old, all disappeared without a sound.

Since it is stealing secrets, it is natural to maximize the benefits.

There are so many spiritual roots and elixir with more than thousands of years, but only the normal spirituality of the world of White Snake can be absorbed, and the laws that can be absorbed can make the world of Daqin make a lot of money.

"Take care of Daqin, wait for me to come back!"

He nodded heavily towards his woman, and with a flash of his figure, Zhao Wen had already disappeared into the Great Qin Palace.

A huge stone gate stood in the middle of the galaxy. Even though he was already at the peak of the Earth Immortal, Zhao Wen still felt insignificant when he saw this galaxy.

Walking lightly into the stone gate, a vortex like a black hole appeared in front of you.

The Legend of the White Snake: Xu Xian's Regret, Hope He Never Meets the Two Snakes, and Rewards 700 Years of Merit
Zhao Wen chuckled, stepped out, and entered the black hole.

On a hill in the west of Qiantang County, Zhao Wen's figure just appeared, and a magic formula in his hand enveloped his whole body.

36 Tiangang Dafa stands upright without a shadow, able to cover all his own breath.

After cultivating for such a long time, many true immortals are not as good as Zhao Wen in terms of Taoism.

With a flash of consciousness, there is a small village below, and a small county town can be clearly seen in the distance.

The consciousness directly entered a villager's mind, and he instantly understood his position.

"Xu Xian, it's time to eat!" The fat women yelled loudly.

"Here we come!" Under a tree not far away, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy who sat down to read a book replied loudly, and ran over quickly.

The two entered a dilapidated house, and under the big tree that the boy had just left, a figure in black appeared slowly.

"It's such a weird fate. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. An ordinary life that can't be in an ordinary life would have so many causal entanglements!"

Looking carefully at the young man in the room, one solution after another kept flashing through Zhao Wen's mind.

Unlike the previous world where tasks could be completed slowly, in this world Zhao Wen must first complete the tasks before proceeding.

Zhao Wen never thought that a person's past life would appear so clearly before his eyes.

As for the way of calculation, he can only say that he has learned it, but because deducing the secrets consumes too much merit, Zhao Wen has never used it even if he has learned it.

But the boy in the house, even with Zhao Wen's superficial calculations, can clearly see all the traces of the other party's dozens of reincarnations.

Until 700 years ago, after meeting a snake catcher and a white snake, everything became confused.

"Xu Xian must have a problem with his fate!" Zhao Wen thought to himself.

He is also the master of the world. Even if there is no reincarnation in the Daqin world, after all the creatures die, they will be able to reincarnate only after everything in the previous life is wiped out within the barrier of heaven and earth.

And the world of White Snake has a hell, how could it be possible for people to reincarnate with the memory of the previous life.

Xu Xian's current situation seems to have been specially arranged by someone. Every time he enters reincarnation for 700 years, he just covers it up and starts reincarnation again.

"Could it be that Xu Xian's memory was forged!" Zhao Wen's eyes showed doubts.

This is too important.

If it is a forged memory, Xu Xian is just an insignificant tool.

But if someone is willing to pay such a high price to cover up Xu Xian's 700-year reincarnation, it means that Xu Xian is definitely a very important person, otherwise it is not worth the price.

This is very important and must be understood first.

With a light sweep of consciousness, the two people in the room fell softly to the ground at the same time.

Zhao Wen appeared beside Xu Xian like a phantom, and pointing his fingers at Xu Xian's forehead, Yuanshen pinched out a formula.

A small piece of memory in Xu Xian's mind disappeared instantly.

"Hey hey!" With a sneer, he grabbed it out, and Xu Xian's fate and karma instantly covered Zhao Wen's body. The memories that were simply covered up in Xu Xian's mind also covered Zhao Wen's mind.