"It is true that there is no after-effect of dynastic faith."The smile seemed to be shining, and his eyes seemed to be a little stingy.

Fang Haotian can only say that the concept of the dynasty is a little knowledge of one or two, or a little vague.

After all, in the Dawu Dynasty, several times repeatedly felt the strangeness, which made him have to go to the dynasty.

So the day also pricked up his ears.Of course, not only him, but also Angel and Yang Ugly.

They were all curious to see the linguists.

Fang Linger put down his hand from Fang Haotian's arm, patted it, and said happily, "Dynastic is a country."The strongest place in our race is not the waste of God, we are eclectic, and we are willing to create new gods and demons.”

“In the ancient times, when the human race rose, it gave up killing the gods in exchange for the reduction of injury, so that more people could be preserved.”

So how does the God provide?If one side provides one person, it may return to the previous cycle.In order to get more into the war.”

“At that moment, someone created the concept of dynasty and established the state.The state is not opposed to religion and is used to provide for the gods, but the wise priests quietly transformed the concept of the gods into everything that the human race likes.”

“At that time, the gods of the past were quietly replaced by the gods, but they still did not know it.”

The more Fang Ling said the happier, but also let Fang and Angel nod, this kind of thing, they can still feel.

After all, after a rebirth, you can clearly feel that this side of the world is different from the outside world.

This one is indeed a great initiative, a large number of gods have been replaced by gods, whether they were once gods or demons, anyway, for our human race, you are like this.

Change your identity, the name does not change, and then it has not become our ancestor god.

Therefore, Fang Haotian also silently thought, what does the power of the dynasty's faith look like?

“Hom, these foolish gods have given up their race for their own benefit, and we certainly won’t easily become like them.”

“So our forefathers chose to believe in their forefathers, hymns, epics, sacrifices, and so on.”

“People have also chosen the world, and these capable people have begun to forge ahead and compete for the territory of survival.”

“It was also at this time that the powerful nation began to have cohesion and centripetal force, and for a while, everyone began to identify with the existence of this country, and the moment when the country was proud, the once meager power of dynasties began to flourish until it was discovered.”

Fang Linger said here, Fang Hao Tian clapping his hand, suddenly clear.

It's all very simple anyway.

The so-called power of dynastic belief is a special energy formed by the people's sense of identity in a country, and a strong dynasty can obey all sides and cultivate the far side, so the people of the surrounding countries or barbarism will yearn for it.

As long as the time is strong, the power of the dynasty's faith will continue.

But if there is civil unrest, there is only one possibility.

Collapsed!

Yes, it's collapse!

The foundation of the power of the dynasties is the people's heart.

But the people's heart is perishable, uncertain, that is, the force of the dynastic faith will have a force majeure factor.

The power of faith can also be complicated.

Fang Haotian shook his head, although the power of such faith has no sequelae, extracting this piece is very difficult to deal with.

So the question came, Fang Haotian was about to open his mouth, and he heard Angel ask, “Dare to ask, how to collect the power of faith?”

Fang Ling said with a smile and clapped his hands: “Ask well!”

“This is a problem of nutrition.”Fang Linger smiled, picked up a stone from the ground, pointed out: "What if this stone is the national emblem?"Or is it a national treasure?”

“You mean...” Angel was so intelligent that, as a descendant of the angelic Gods, she naturally understood the importance of a node.

Once upon a time, someone painted a totem representing his tribe, and this totem became a god year after year, day after day, under the support of the people.

But the medium that hangs the totem is the broad collector.

The state needs the tools of the city.

Repression of one side of the good fortune does not say, but can also collect faith.

Then the sky was clear.

Think about it, in the great martial dynasty, the emperor was the artifact of the whole Dawu.

He had never felt it when he stood somewhere else, and the strong dragon spirit of the emperor had a shocking feeling.

But think about it, the big weapon is really big atmosphere!

It is used to replace the role of the town artifact with a city.

Moreover, as long as the great Wu Emperor is not destroyed, the accumulation of the spirit of Dawu or the power of faith will continue to flow.

What a terrible thing!

The look of the day changed, a little hesitant.

He wondered if he wanted to use this method to deal with the power of faith.

At this time, Fang Linger saw the change of Fang Hao's celestial appearance, and also knew that he should hit the iron while he was hot, and then let the so-called Fang first know that she was powerful.

As soon as he lost his hand, Fang Linger took a look at the provocation at the foot of the first step and smiled: "The basis of the power of the dynastic faith is the people's heart, if it is placed before, it may be difficult, but now it is very simple."

"Brother Hao Tian, you did not control the strength just now, and you were executed all the zombies used to grind people."At that moment, in the city of Wu Wang, the power of countless faiths has gathered into a dragon soul.”

In the direction of Fang Ling's finger, Fang Hao Tiantian was watching, and a dragon with closed eyes was slowly swimming over the Wuwang City and gradually grew up.

“The dragon!”Fang Haotian sighed, holding the red dragon sword in his hand, and smiled, "It seems to be good."

"Hmm!It's really good!"Fang Linger smiled and said, "The dragon soul has appeared in its prototype, which is a good start."

"As long as Hao Tian brother ascends the throne and establishes the temple number, it will open its eyes, and at that moment, the dynasty will be truly established, and all the people in the river will be convinced of you."

“At that time, the power of faith will continue to flow.”

“Because you brought them out of the disaster and integrated!”

Fang Linger's words make Fang Haotian very happy, but also very interesting, he knows that he can not stay in this world for a long time, sooner or later to leave.

Such an operation is likely to lock itself in.

"Can't do that!This is the case, let’s talk about it later.We'll get out of here sooner or later."Fang Hao said with a wry smile.

The little face of the linguist quickly collapsed, some of them.As they say, they don’t belong to this world, they want to go back.

For the world, they are all visitors.

“What should I do now?”Fang Linger tugged at his head, like a frosted eggplant, sighed impotently, twisted his neck, and was bored.

Suddenly, her mind seemed to be a flash of light, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised an unruly cursive curd.

Turn your head, lock the ground up.

She said, “Brother Hao Tian, the first niece is your righteous daughter!”Now this is the throne here, and when we leave, let her ascend the throne continue."

"And the outside world is more dangerous than this place, she is still young, or first to raise a period of time."

She smiled, her little thought revealed.

He could only hear all the way to the day, and he could only shake his head and laugh.

“Would you like to?”

However, Fang Haotian still can't do it, so without the consent of relatives, he made up his mind.

In the face of questioning, the first god of Fang was a little entangled.

After all, it is only from the coffin that it is free, although the memory is still there, but the personality is given by Fang Haotian, as if it were reborn.

Obviously, freedom is close at hand, but in the face of the inquiry of the day, she expressed her gratitude in her heart, so that she nodded and agreed: "The father said, the daughter must be completed with all her strength."

Fang Haotian's words were only a flat nod, but Fang Linger smiled and said, "Good niece, you have a good idea, you are willing to help your righteous father share, and there are many benefits in the future."

"I am an aunt, and nothing else, is Lingdado."

"After returning, stay in Yandan, raise Yang Dan, Feng Xidan, how much do you want me to give you."

Fang Ling said, quickly pulling away from the beginning, like a child showing off.

Fang Hao looked at the back of the two men and smiled and shook his head.

But at least there was no chore.

It’s also comfortable here.

He turned to look at Yang Ugly, who was still here, and wondered why he was a little angry.

Shaking his hand and pinch his fist, Yang U suddenly felt that his back was cold, and the beast barbecue in his hand did not want it, and lost it.

Looking at the distant Yang Ugly, Fang Hao said nothing to withdraw his fist.

At this moment, he thought of something, looked at Angel, and asked, “Can you call that sword before you?”

Hearing the problem of Fang Haotian, Angel nodded, holding her hands, pulling a sword hilt out of the void.

At that moment, a sharp sword cut through the void, born from nothingness, the flame is around, the fire is red, with a hint of blackness, clearly extinguished, hot, terrible!

On the sword, the phoenix pattern is carved, but unfortunately the eyes are closed.

"The sword of the undead phoenix."

The voice of the dragon's soul suddenly came from Fang Haotian's mind, telling him the origin of the sword.

It is said that after the death of the phoenix bird, it evolved independently and can only be seen in volcanic lakes.

Very rare.

And they’re not one, they’re two!

Yes!

The sword of the undead phoenix and the sword of the undead phoenix bird are two swords, one male and one female, complement each other.

At present, there is only one male sword, the momentum is greatly reduced, unlike the past, the red dragon sword trembled and issued a crocus, the dragon whistled, as if it were a provocation, but the immortal phoenix sword did not react at all.

It is concluded that the spirit of the phoenix bird is really dead, so this sword is just a dead sword that has lost its soul, and it takes not to know how many years it will take to re-rear.

"It's useless, and you don't have to think about it."

The dragon soul said the last word, and immediately fell asleep, there was no sound.

Only Fang Haotian left one person in his mind to scold the street: make yourself look like you look at it, if you don't want to see it, I still don't bother to ask it!

“It’s okay, put it away!”

Fang Hao Tian finally glanced at the sword, maintained the master's grace, and turned away.

And only the last sentence is left: "Come to Wuwang City, the next faith to purify, perhaps need you."