Chapter 225: The Earth God Temple And Incense Offerings
Inside the small terracotta temple model, the Earth God had a kindly face, vividly lifelike.
It was unmistakably the appearance of a cute little old man.
“Little guy, what on earth have you created?” Third Master Xue looked astonished. “This old man has lived most of his life, and today I’ve finally seen something new.”
“Who says a scroll painting must look like a scroll painting?” Wu Xian teased back with a question.
Ever since Tattoo Brother’s human scroll painting and Tang Beng’s iron lump scroll painting appeared, Wu Xian had realized that the form of 【extraordinary scroll paintings】 was not absolute or fixed.
The key was the scroll painting concept, as well as the scroll painters’ depictions of it using various spiritual powers.
“Hiss~ It doesn’t even have a level,” Third Master Xue marveled in amazement. “Does it have any special uses?”
“Farming.”
Third Master Xue was stunned: “Farming?”
Ignoring the bewildered Third Master Xue, he stepped onto his flying sword and arrived at the shantytown, where he found a suitable empty plot of land nearby.
The barren land had long been corrupted by the otherworld invasion a thousand years ago, devoid of any vitality, and with the twisted pollution over the millennium, nothing could grow there anymore.
Along the streets of the city area, there were some landscape grass and wood, but those were all things created by low-level scroll painters.
They had no practical value, but they were pretty good for decorating the city.
It was said that landscape plants in some big cities could even reduce city noise and purify the air.
“Earth God, oh Earth God, I hope you don’t let us down!” Wu Xian took a deep breath: “Whether the people of Yaoyang City can survive this crisis depends on you.”
It wasn’t just the current crisis.
As long as the Earth God could take effect, it would become their trump card for resisting and dealing with the upper world in the future.
When the time was right in the future, promoting the 【Earth Temple】 would be a direct pull the rug out from under the upper layer’s ruling framework.
Once survival issues were resolved, who would willingly remain oppressed by the upper world?
Of course, except for that bunch of trash who were born crooked, fantasizing about becoming upper class people by acting like dogs for the upper class people.
He took a deep breath and solemnly activated the terracotta temple model “scroll painting” in his hand.
Boom!
The miniature terracotta temple model rapidly enlarged, transforming into an Earth Temple over three meters tall, which crashed down onto the empty ground.
In an instant, spiritual energy auras from the surroundings began to naturally gather toward the Earth Temple.
The profound law power within the Earth Temple began to take root in the ground, perfectly integrating with the heaven and earth laws of the current human world—or rather, it was a kind of completion for the world’s broken laws from back then.
The surrounding land began to be purified at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a stark contrast with the polluted land.
A short old man with a wooden staff, kind eyebrows and eyes, white beard and white hair, emerged above the Earth Temple. He first bowed deeply to Wu Xian from afar, then began to wield divine power to modify and purify the surrounding land.
“Whoa, it actually has some consciousness!”
Wu Xian was startled by the Earth God’s distant bow, but upon closer inspection, he discovered that the Earth God only possessed some consciousness of “instinct” and “function.”
But even so, it was enough to shock Wu Xian.
Unknowingly, the Earth God had already purified a large surrounding area and sat back down in the Earth Temple, turning into a statue.
“Can it only purify such a small area?” Wu Xian frowned inwardly: “Impossible, there must be room for improvement!”
His gaze fell on the incense burner atop the Earth Temple.
He then took out some incense and candles from his Qiankun Bag and offered them to it.
These incense and candles were little props Wu Xian used daily to worship the God of Wealth, and now they finally had some other use.
The facts proved his thought process was correct.
The moment the incense was offered, the aura of the Earth Temple and the Earth God clearly improved slightly.
Most importantly, the tiny light spot on the periphery of his sea of consciousness seemed to produce a trace of profound power, stored in the void of his sea of consciousness.
“This must be the legendary incense power and power of faith, right?”
In comparison, the “inspirational energy” provided by scroll painting users was more like a sharing power of law comprehension.
Wu Xian narrowed his eyes at the scarred sky and pondered darkly.
If nothing unexpected happened, the upper class people must also be collecting this kind of power through some method.
He then called Cui Wenxuan and Chen Shilong.
Soon after, Cui Wenxuan and Chen Shilong, along with some scroll painters from the association, arrived at the scene.
The moment they saw the land around the Earth Temple, excitement they couldn’t contain appeared on everyone’s faces.
“Hahaha, I knew you could do it, kid!” Cui Wenxuan laughed heartily. “What are you standing around for? Hurry up and try it!”
Chen Shilong could hardly hide his excitement. “The aura emanating from this land absolutely can grow grain.”
The facts proved that this land could indeed grow grain now; it was just that the soil wasn’t very fertile yet.
Several association scroll painters also gave Wu Xian an eye-opener. Goodness, all sorts of black tech scroll paintings for grain planting.
After sowing the grain seeds, there were special scroll paintings for watering and fertilizing.
Then, under the effect of several silver scroll plant scroll paintings, the seedlings grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From sprouting to maturity, it took less than an hour.
Of course, such fast growth was essentially due to the scroll painters’ spiritual power at work; normal planting production afterward naturally wouldn’t be this fast.
“What is the cost of this farm scroll painting?” Chen Shilong asked with concern.
“It’s okay. Excluding the initial trial and error cost, it’s about three million,” Wu Xian estimated.
“Only three million?” Chen Shilong and Cui Wenxuan were emotionally agitated. “Are you sure you’re not joking?”
Wu Xian hurriedly added: “That doesn’t include the costs of some domain materials and otherworld outpost materials.”
After all, those materials were obtained for free.
“That’s still very cheap.”
Chen Shilong was so excited he couldn’t contain himself, staring at the crops in the field with a grin he couldn’t close.
From now on, Yaoyang City’s finances wouldn’t need to spend so much money on ensuring livelihood, and they wouldn’t have to look at those people’s faces anymore.
In a daze, he seemed to think of something, and a trace of gloom emerged in his eyes.
On Cui Wenxuan’s side, his eyes flickered uncertainly, naturally realizing the significance of the 【Earth Temple】—it was absolutely a devastating blow to the upper world’s ruling power.
“Perhaps those other dimension control zones that were cleared out before can also be tried,” Wu Xian added.
“What? Dimensional control zones work too?”
Chen Shilong and Cui Wenxuan exclaimed in unison.
Wouldn’t that be even more heaven-defying?
In this way, Yaoyang City would probably have more grain than it could eat in the future.
Of course, to set up a farm in a dimensional control zone would naturally require vast defensive power.
“Oh right,” Wu Xian continued, “The Earth Temple needs people’s faith and incense to sustain and improve it. As the incense increases, the subsequent range of effect will further expand.”
“The range of effect can expand further?” Cui Wenxuan was shocked again.
After all, in his view, the Earth Temple’s current range of effect was already very powerful.
“Faith and incense? What is that?” Chen Shilong asked seriously.
Wu Xian gave the two a simple explanation.
They originally thought it was some special resource input, but upon learning it only required ordinary people to burn incense and worship, they couldn’t help but be secretly amazed.
As for faith, once it could help the people solve their food problems, would there be any fear that the people wouldn’t have faith?
“So people’s worship can actually produce power?”
Cui Wenxuan marveled in amazement, lost in thought.
“It’s just like how scroll painting users produce inspirational energy,” Wu Xian explained. “The will of ordinary people can also produce some profound power. The power produced by one person might be negligible, but when gathered from billions of people, it’s entirely different.”
