The Infinite Card System

If it is not replaced, it will always maintain this appearance in the future and live forever.

Under the training of his senior disaster god, he gradually understood the world and his own identity——

god of poverty.

【Ebisu】Xiaofu.

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"It's all right,"

"Whatever God does is right, God never makes a mistake,"

"Isn't this what you taught me, brother?"

Xiaofu blinked playfully.

"The fact is that..."

"But you have to be more careful, after all, those people are innocent,"

"Of course you are innocent because you just went in and bought something without any bad thoughts in your subjective consciousness."

Ye Feng said helplessly.

In this world, gods only need to abide by the rules of the God Realm.

In other words, there is no need to obey the laws of the world.

(Some gods even dare to oppose the way of heaven)

"OK,"

"I'll just pay attention next time, let's go shopping!"

"I want to eat a lot of delicious food!"

Xiaofu grabbed Ye Feng's hand and said coquettishly.

"The money is almost spent, and I have no choice but to get a few wishes from the sight of your followers."

Ye Feng replied lazily.

In order to add a little more believers to themselves and Xiaofu, they occasionally help believers see some wishes.

For example, if a person with a miserable life experience is bullied by the villain, they will take away the life of the villain and the property under their name.

Ye Feng is in charge of killing people, and Xiao Fu is in charge of looting money.

Poverty and disaster come together.

Believers get great hatred and contribute more power of faith, both sides win-win and mutual benefit.

Of course, Ye Feng and Xiao Fu would not accept the wish of cursing others for no reason.

"Okay, call it a day,"

"Don't squander this money too quickly."

Ye Feng said lightly.

The three beheaded punks beside him didn't know what happened until they died.

"These gold and silver jewels,"

"Enough for us to buy a lot of things."

There was a golden light in Xiaofu's eyes, and he was holding two bags of spoils in his hand.

"You are the god of poverty, not the god of wealth."

Ye Feng complained.

"What's the matter?"

"Anyway, those people in the heavens are so afraid of me, even if I name myself Ebishou Xiaofu, that god will not dare to do anything to me."

Xiaofu said naturally.

"Is that why you changed your temple into the God of Fortune?"

Ye Feng was even more speechless.

But in fact, what Xiaofu said is correct, the ability to open the wind acupoint and predict the location where the wind acupoint will appear is unique among all the gods.

That's why no one dared to provoke Xiaofu.

Even if she bluffs and deceives in the human world and disguises her temple as a god of good fortune, that deity would not dare to do anything to her.

"What's for dinner tonight?"

"Grill it!"

"My brother's barbecue tastes the best!"

"as long as you are happy."

"Hee hee hee."

......

Two weeks later.

skyline.

"Have you heard?"

"The God of Poverty and the God of Disaster are absent from this conference."

"Those two guys, it's the same whether they come or not."

"No, no, I have another big news. It is said that the two gods do not have their own artifacts!"

"What? Impossible!"

"Which god doesn't have its own artifact, and it's that kind of powerful god."

The gods talked one after another.

Although the gods of disaster and poverty rarely appear in the heavens, their reputations are not small at all.

Moreover, the fact that the gods do not possess artifacts is ridiculous in a sense.

After all, gods without artifacts have two levels of fighting power and those with artifacts. If they are plotted by someone with malicious intentions, they can be easily killed in this situation.

Although it can be replaced, it has to be re-cultivated.

soon.

The meeting of the gods is over.

"childish!"

"Those two gods don't even have artifacts now?"

"This is not only irresponsible to oneself, but also irresponsible to the heavens,"

"Bishamonten,"

"You tell me to let those two gods cultivate their own artifacts."

"Otherwise, there will be a scandal in the future, but it will be a joke for the entire heaven."

An old man said.

"Yes."

The blond woman replied lightly, and then her figure disappeared into the golden beam of light.

Bishamonten.

Recognized as the strongest warrior and one of the Seven Lucky Gods.

She looks like a queen with blond hair and purple eyes and an ice-cold temperament, with a proud and curvy figure, and a pair of long legs that make people shine.

The artifacts he possesses belong to the "Ma" family.

From clothes, mounts, weapons, sights, hair accessories... everything is made of artifacts, and there are hundreds of artifacts in his family residence.

This is Bishamonten.

at the same time.

"Hot pot, Ye Feng, how did you come up with it?"

"It feels like adding anything."

Xiaofu patted his swollen belly with satisfaction, and fell down on the sofa.

"How do you feel delicious?"

"But it's best not to add weird things."

Ye Feng replied.

For example, something against humanity like bitter gourd hot pot.

"A guest is coming."

Xiaofu said suddenly.

"You are at ease."

Hearing this, the blond strong woman came through the window immediately.

"Master Valkyrie, come to our two little gods,"

"I don't know what to do?"

Ye Feng asked.

As one of the seven gods of good fortune, Bishamonten is also one of the most powerful gods in battle. There is no one who does not know this one.

"God of Poverty, Xiaofu, God of Disaster, Ye Feng,"

"Why don't you two cultivate artifacts?"