Chapter 4608 The Special Repair Method of the Temple

"So, you see me alive?"

As soon as Ye Lingyue's words came out, even herself felt strange.

"At least the person I'm seeing is alive. You... who are you? Have we met before?"

When Di Xin learned that Ye Lingyue was actually "Ye Lingyue", his heart was also agitated.

For the first time, he began to doubt whether he knew Ye Lingyue earlier.

"Before... Di Xin, it's all gone. Right now, I just want to get my body back."

Ye Lingyue clenched her hands tightly.

She would never allow her body to fall into the hands of Xi Jiuye.

"I'm afraid you're not her opponent. Although that woman didn't make a move, she is very powerful."

Di Xin thought that the strength of the other party was only comparable to that of the King of Mobei, and it was in the same league.

"That's my real body. I don't know how to explain it to you. The body you see right now was not mine."

Ye Lingyue didn't plan to find Xi Jiuye to settle the account so quickly, but now it seems that this account is still a must.

But as Di Xin said, how to regain the flesh is still a problem.

Xi Jiuye has the power of ancient times in his hands now.

There was a turbulence under him, and the temple had already landed.

Ye Lingyue and Di Xin had to leave the temple first.

"Sister, what is this?"

Ye Lingguang and Ye Lingri were very worried when they saw Ye Lingyue and Di Xin leaving the camp one after the other. When Ye Lingyue came back, the two little ones ran forward.

"Yangquan Temple is a temple of faith."

Ye Lingyue thought about it for a while, and decided to hide the matter of "Ye Lingyue" for the time being.

Otherwise, with the temper of the two younger brothers, I am afraid that when they hear the news, they will immediately kill and find someone.

"The Temple of Faith is the legendary palace that can breed the power of faith?"

Ye Lingguang looked like a curious baby.

As the son of Yunsheng, a medical doctor, Ye Lingguang had heard of the power of faith.

But that thing has rarely appeared in modern times, and it is said to have disappeared.

"break."

Ye Lingri was also a little curious.

It's just that the two of them looked at each other with disgust.

"Just fix it..."

Ye Lingyue was about to explain when she suddenly looked at the people in the camp.

She moved.

The temple of faith can only be maintained and repaired by the power of faith.

She is not in the physical body now, and there is no way to directly absorb the power of faith.

But this does not mean that Yangquan Temple itself cannot absorb it.

Can't all the city residents of the ancient city of Lausanne in the camp be recruited as believers?

After experiencing the downfall of the Tianhe River, these new city residents were very loyal to Ye Lingyue.

This loyalty, if used wisely, is likely to become the power of faith.

Ye Lingyue immediately discussed with the Yangquan Hall Master.

Near the camp, this dilapidated Yangquan Temple has taken root.

In the middle of the night, the city residents gathered outside this dilapidated temple. This abrupt building was a little curious to the city residents.

"The city owner said that this place is called the temple, and it was originally used for prayers and sacrifices. If you are sincere and pray to the temple, you can do whatever you want."

Ye Lingguang's small figure shuttled through the crowd.

He looks cute, and because of the treatment of the city residents these days, he has become the most popular figure in the camp after Ye Lingyue.

On the other hand, due to Ye Lingri's long face all day long because he speaks less, the townspeople are not very daring to speak to him.

"Photon, what you said is true, old lady, my legs and feet are suffering from rheumatism and pain, will it be cured just by begging?"

A corny old woman muttered.

"Of course, I promise to ask tonight, and it will be fine tomorrow. But before you pray, you have to pray for the city lord. No, just pray to this statue."

Ye Lingguang mysteriously took out a statue.

The statue is the trumpet Ye Lingyue. Although it is small, it is very delicately carved, and the outlines of the facial features are lifelike.

The old woman looked devout and hurriedly prayed.

Ye Lingguang took a few steps away,

Sticking out his tongue.

"What else can I ask for such a small problem, I will give you a few needles secretly tonight."

The next day, when the old woman woke up, she was sure that her waist was not sore and her legs were not sore. She couldn't help but be overjoyed, and she praised the effectiveness of the temple when she met everyone.

But I saw a tiny power of faith, silently, drilled into the temple.

In a few days, thanks to the propaganda of the big-mouthed old woman, the belief that the temple of faith is very effective spread like wildfire.

When Ye Lingguang was walking among the city residents again, he found that the statue he carved for his elder sister earlier was secretly engraved by many city residents.

They all secretly worshipped statues, praying for the end of the natural disaster, and going to the ancient city of Lausanne as soon as possible to build a new home.

Their devout prayers, invisibly, condensed a force that should not be underestimated.

"I also ask the temple to bless you, the city lord, everything goes well, bless the natural disaster to end soon, and my child's father and I will have a big fat boy soon."

Ye Lingguang grinned and was cheering, but when he heard a woman praying there, his short legs shook, and he almost fell a dog and eat shit.

"I'm going! This wishing young master can't help."

Ye Lingguang shrank his neck in fright, lest he be exposed, he ran away like a busy rabbit.

The power of countless beliefs, like a spark of fire, quietly breeds and quietly enters the Yangquan Temple.

Ye Lingyue knew it was two days later.

She didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but she didn't blame Ye Lingguang, she also knew that Aguang did this all for her sake.

It's just that the power of belief is so easy to condense, how long these city residents have followed him, and the loyalty needs to be cultivated.

When Ye Lingyue entered the temple again, she found that there was a change in the temple.

Inside the temple, the decaying walls were repaired.

The stripped-painted pillars were also vermilion red, and the dusty floor was once again as clean as ever.

The entire Yangquan Temple looks brand new.

"Haha, girl, you really did a good thing this time. Where did you get so many townspeople?"

Yangquan Palace Master saw that the temple was no longer worn out and began to recover gradually, and was very happy.

"Really have the power of faith?"

Ye Lingyue was also surprised.

When she was in the God Realm earlier, she also knew that there was the power of faith.

But at that time, the power of faith she obtained was very limited, and it had not yet achieved the effect of repairing the temple.

"Of course, the sincerity of thousands of people. You think quickly, and then go to find more people. The more people there are, the faster the temple will be repaired. After the temple is completely repaired, the function of the temple will be restored. You can get a lot of benefits if you find your physical body and return to inheritance."

The more he talked, the happier the Palace Master Yangquan became.

"What's the benefit? Palace Master, you're not being kind, why have you never told me before that there are benefits to repairing the temple?"

Ye Lingyue raised her brows when she heard it.