Half a month later.
In Temple Territory, hundreds of Black City and Divine Statue of Gu Changqing have been erected.
Thousands of monks gathered in front of each Divine Statue.
They burned incense religiously, received Cultivation Technique, and then began to practice crazily.
And with the breakthrough of the first group of monks, the legend about Mythic Cultivation Art began to spread crazily at the bottom of the Firmament Realm.
"Have you heard? Qingyun City Loose Cultivators, who was deposed, recovered Cultivation after putting on a stick of incense, and even broke through the realm!"
"Really? So magical?"
"It's absolutely true! I have a brother at Qingyun City who saw it with his own eyes!"
"Then I'm going to try it too!"
Similar conversations were heard in every corner of the Firmament Realm.
Countless low-level monks began to flock to Temple Territory crazily.
Some of them are Loose Cultivators, some are disciples of small forces, and some are even slaves.
But they all have one thing in common, that is, there is no hope in the original world.
And Temple gave them a chance to change their destiny.
Tianyuan Star Domain, Starlight City.
This is a Black City that has just been occupied by Temple for three days.
In the City Lord’s Manor, Yin Jiao is reviewing reports from various places.
"To report to the coach, eight million Loose Cultivators have come to join us so far, and the number continues to increase."
"Master, the effect of Mythic Cultivation Art has exceeded expectations, 300,000 people have broken through, including 5,000 people who have broken through Immortal King Level."
"Reporting to the coach, some small forces in the surrounding areas have begun to actively join us and are willing to serve Temple as their leader."
Yin Jiao put down the document in his hand and frowned slightly.
"The number of people is growing too fast, can the logistics supply keep up?"
"We can still support it for now, but if it continues like this, I'm afraid the resources left by the Emperor Clan will be exhausted within a month."
Yin Jiao pondered for a moment.
"Send the order and ask Kong Xuan to take people to the surrounding Star Domain to collect resources. Remember, don't touch those forces that are willing to join, and look for those remnants who are attached to the Emperor Clan."
"Yes!"
At this moment, a Temple disciple hurriedly walked in.
"Coach, something happened."
Yin Jiao raised his head.
"What's the matter?"
"Bloodwind Star Domain Over there, there is a group of the Firmament local immortals who refuse to offer incense to Divine Statue and incite other monks to resist."
Yin Jiao's eyes instantly turned cold.
"Take me to see it."
Bloodwind Star Domain, Heavenly Star City.
In the square in the center of the city, hundreds of monks in colorful costumes were surrounding Divine Statue, pointing and pointing.
"Is this a piece of shit worthy of us offering incense?"
"That's right, we are local immortals in the Firmament. How can we worship a bumpkin who ascended from the lower world?"
"In my opinion, this Temple will be over sooner or later. Let's get out of here."
In the crowd, a young man wearing a brocade robe looked at Divine Statue with a sneer.
"Ruined Temple Daoist? Bah! He's just a liar looking for fame and reputation."
As he spoke, he actually raised his hand, and a fireball formed by Immortal Power blasted towards Divine Statue.
Boom!
The moment the fireball was about to hit Divine Statue, it suddenly solidified in mid-air.
The young man's expression changed.
"Who?!"
"Me."
A cold voice sounded.
The next second, Yin Jiao's figure appeared in the center of the square.
He raised his hand, and the fireball instantly flew back and hit the young man's chest directly.
"Ah!"
The young man screamed, and his whole body was blown away and hit the ground heavily.
He struggled to get up, but found that his Dantian had been completely shattered.
"You... you dare to destroy me Cultivation?!" The young man looked at Yin Jiao in disbelief, "I am the son of the city lord Heavenly Star City! If you dare to touch me, my father will not let you go!"
Yin Jiao walked up to him expressionlessly.
"City Lord?"
He lowered his head and looked at the frightened young man.
"From today on, this city has no lord."
As soon as he finished speaking, Human Emperor Sword came out of its sheath.
A golden light flashed.
The young man's head rolled to the ground.
The monks around who were still shouting suddenly became quiet.
They looked at Yin Jiao in horror, and no longer dared to make any sound.
Yin Jiao put Human Emperor Sword back into its scabbard and glanced at everyone.
"I know some of you look down on those who have ascended from the lower world, thinking that we are bumpkins and nouveau riche."
He paused and his voice became colder.
"But I want to tell you, there is only one rule in Temple Territory, and that is obedience."
"Those who believe in Temple, we will provide resources to Cultivation Technique and give you a chance to change your destiny."
"If you don't believe it, get out now."
"But if you choose to stay and don't follow the rules..."
He pointed to the headless body on the ground.
"You have seen the outcome."
Everyone shuddered together.
At this moment, an old voice sounded from outside the crowd.
"The coach is right, in Temple Territory, you should abide by the rules of Temple."
Everyone turned around and saw a white-haired old man walking slowly in front of Divine Statue.
It is Lin Qing.
He took out a stick of incense from his pocket and inserted it into Incense Burner respectfully.
"I, Lin Qing, have been blessed by Ruined Temple Daoist's reincarnation. In this life, I am willing to work hard for Temple."
After speaking, he turned around and looked at the monks who were still hesitating.
"Everyone, I was once a the Firmament local immortal, and I also had prejudices against monks from the lower realm. But after I got on that incense stick, I realized that Cultivation's realm never depends on status, but on strength."
He paused and his voice became passionate.
"Temple has given us low-level monks an opportunity, an opportunity that should not belong to us. If we don't even cherish this, what is the difference between us and waste?"
As soon as this was said, the crowd began to commotion.
Soon, someone walked up to Divine Statue and lit incense.
Then the second, the third...
In just half a quarter of an hour, the hundreds of people who were still watching all lit up the incense.
Only a few people were left, and they turned and left the square.
Yin Jiao nodded with satisfaction.
"Lin Qing, right?"
"Here." Lin Qing saluted respectfully.
"From today on, you are the new city lord of Heavenly Star City."
"Ah?" Lin Qing was stunned, "Coach, how can I..."
"Just because you are the first person to truly believe in Temple." Yin Jiao said calmly, "Do your best and don't let me down."
"Yes!" Lin Qing knelt down excitedly and kowtowed three times.
This scene was witnessed by everyone around.
They finally understood that here at Temple, as long as you are loyal and capable, you can get everything that should not belong to you.