Chapter 1173

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"Sorry, I'm so sorry!" the little fat man quickly apologized to the hit Wang.

"It's all right. My name is Wang Dali. What's your name?"

"Oliver!"

"You want to learn divination?"

"Yes!" the little fat man was very depressed and said, "it's also very difficult to learn divination. Without seven or eight years of pious prayer, no God will only give God grace, let alone good divination. I think I have no hope!"

"Do you have money? If you have, you can sacrifice to God. In this way, you will get God's grace!"

"God doesn't like diamond coins and gold coins!"

"No, no, no..." Wang Dali was mysterious. He came forward and whispered, "I happen to know an ancient god who needs wealth. If you can sacrifice, you can get God's grace immediately. If you sacrifice more, you can please the gods and even get five-star magic!"

"Really?" the little fat man was surprised, looked around, quickly pulled Wang Dali aside and said, "which God is it?"

"An ancient sun god named Shizhuang king!"

"Ah... The sun god is not on the seat of the temples!" the little fat man was surprised, then shocked and almost jumped up: "is that a God about to recover? God, if it is true, I may have a chance to become a very important servant under the God!"

"Ha ha, you know, that's right. I'm raising money everywhere to build a Sun Temple and welcome the coming of my God!"

"I'll pay for all the money!" the little fat man immediately replied.

"Oh, how much money do you have? You know, it must cost a lot to build a Solar Temple!"

"No problem, no problem at all. I inherited the property of my family, that is, building a hundred solar temples. It's all right!" the little fat man quickly took Wang Dali and left.

"Where are you going?"

"Of course I'm going to my house. Don't you want to build the Sun Temple? Don't bother. I'll donate my manor directly to his highness and transform it into the Sun Temple. Oh, by the way, there are sacrifices. I'll offer a lot of diamond coins and all kinds of magic Alchemy treasures. Is that enough?"

"That's enough!" Wang Dali thought to himself that he had met a big stick.

"But are you really sure that I can get the five-star magic right away?"

"Of course, of course, I'm very sure!"

"Ha ha, well, come with me!"

Oliver took Wang Dali, got on a luxurious carriage, passed through the busy streets, entered the rich area, passed through the beautiful scenic spots, and came to a riverside territory, where a beautiful manor was quietly located.

Wang Dali saw beautiful buildings and gardens more beautiful than the Louvre and meiquan palace.

"Is this manor yours?"

"Of course, I am a descendant of Hadley family. I inherited the noble title. This manor is only our Hadley family's property in Yungang, and our family's property is mainly in other kingdoms!" the little fat man was very proud and invited Wang Dali into the manor.

For a time, the beautiful cat's ear maid and giant guard greeted the little fat man into the big castle.

"What do you want to do?" the little fat man said.

"Of course, build an altar first!" Wang Dali pointed to the circular hall in the center of the castle. The dome of the hall has a skylight, and the sky light penetrates, which is suitable to be a temple.

The little fat man immediately recruited a guard mage, a spell came down, and an altar was set up in the middle of the hall.

The mage left in doubt.

Wang Dali wrote the sun golden Sutra mantra and the sun heart shield mantra on the altar, and then stamped his own brand of the sun spirit. A standard altar was ready.

Wang vigorously wrote three pages of prayers and asked the little fat man to kneel down on one knee and read devoutly in front of the altar.

Wang Dali's mind moved. The altar immediately absorbed the sky light and began to emit light. All kinds of incantations emitted a faint divine power.

"Ah... Yes, I feel the majesty of the gods. Yes, it's the majesty of the gods. I've felt it in other temples. It's definitely the majesty of the gods!"

The little fat man almost jumped up.

"Quickly offer sacrifices on the stage to please the gods, and then you can bring down the grace of God!" Wang Dali said immediately. NIMA, the magic of this body is too weak. Fortunately, the energy carried by his soul is OK, otherwise he really can't make a move or quiet.

The little fat man immediately ordered the old servant to carry a valuable box. When he opened it, it turned out to be a box full of diamonds, each as bright as a soybean.

This is the diamond coin. It is the most valuable currency in the world. It is supervised by the mage guild.

I don't know how many diamond coins there are in this box.

Oliver, this little fat man, is really a local tyrant!

"Not enough, not enough, bring ten more boxes!" the little fat man bit his teeth.

"But, little master, ten boxes of diamond coins have been able to buy a small city-state. If you let the master know that you are so extravagant, I'm afraid you'll be scolded again!"

"I'm not afraid. This is my mother's legacy. How I spend it is my business. Even my father can't decide for me!" the little fat man waved his hand.

"Will you reconsider?"

"Don't think about it. Just ten boxes. Bring it quickly!"

"All right!" the old servant looked thoughtfully at Wang Dali, turned and asked the servant to carry another ten boxes.

With the little fat man's loud prayer, the altar became brighter and brighter. Streamers wrapped around the box, and diamond coins were transferred to Wang Dali's heart through micro wormholes.

This is the space of the soul, just inside the heart core.

Suddenly, a sun brand flew out of the altar and fell on the little fat man's forehead. The sun gold in the brand was passed to the little fat man's heart by divine magic.

"Sun golden Sutra?" the little fat man was overjoyed. He touched his forehead and was stunned: "am I the chosen one?"

"It seems that..."

The old servant on one side was also stunned. God, your majesty, God, this is unreasonable. If you sacrifice diamond coins, you can become the chosen one?

This is an eternal fantasy!

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