Layman System

At this moment in the hall, the gods of the various immortal classes surrounding the hall were all talking. After all, everyone felt that this was an impossible thing, and his godhead had been sacrificed to the passage of the immortal world.

Now the giant spirit **** guarding the gate of the heavens suddenly brought back a man from the lower realm, and said it was the **** of wealth, which made them feel incredible.

"Your Majesty Qi, I have something to say. The person brought back by the Giant Spirit God is not a God of Wealth at all. As we all know, God of Wealth has already been destroyed. The spirit **** is nothing more than a sad distraction, but as long as he says he is a **** of wealth, he will believe it."

A fairy wearing a purple robe, looking at the talented person, came out.

The Emperor didn't pay attention to what he said. After all, it was true or false and you would know everything after seeing it with your own eyes.

"Then how are you sure that this person is not the God of Wealth?" An old man looked at him unclearly.

The person in the purple robe triumphantly explained: "It's not easy. I checked with my heavenly eyes, and the next person doesn't have anything about the God of Wealth.

He is just an ordinary person with a bit of cultivation. "

He was quite sure of this, and he was still sure of examining a person in the lower realm.

The gods were in an uproar and felt incredible. Could this giant spirit **** really be in a delusion?

Just when the hall was filled with discussions, the Giant Spirit God walked in straight with the side boat, and didn't care about the eyes of other people around him.

The hall, which was still full of noisy sounds, was completely silent the moment they walked in with their steps. Of course, the reason for the silence was not because of the giant spirit god.

Just because they were curious about the next human being walking beside the giant spirit god, everyone was curious about whether that person was the **** of wealth.

Those unconcealed eyes touching Bian Zhou's body are like sharp blades, but even if he has not returned to the main body of God of Wealth, he is also the lord of the original world. , How could it show fear.

He straightened his back and let the people look at him.

"Giant Spirit God, what the **** is going on?"

The emperor looked at the giant spirit god, but his eyes were always looking at Bianzhou.

"The Emperor of Heaven, this is the God of Wealth. After experiencing the shattering of his body, he was reborn from the ashes, and now he has returned to the heavens again with his own strength."

As a courtier, he still has the respect he deserves for the Emperor at this moment, and the rules are not surpassed. He arched his hands slightly and bent over, and his huge body showed a touch of cuteness at this moment.

Rise from the ashes?

The people in the High Heaven Hall were surprised after hearing this. You should know that not everyone can do it again.

And the person in front of him who was mediocre no matter how he looked at it actually said that he was reborn from the ashes, so the credibility of these words is not very high.

"Couldn't it be true that the Giant Spirit God has gone crazy, as Ziyuan-kun said?"

"Who knows, but at this time, let's see how your Majesty decides."

"Anyway, I don't think that guy looks like the God of Wealth..."

Bian Zhou listened to the whispers coming from behind, those were all doubts about his identity. He had anticipated this situation a long time ago. After all, if he changed his position at this moment, he would not easily believe that he was the God of Wealth.

He smiled, then walked forward openly, first made a bow to the emperor, showing his respect.

"Chen Wu, God of Wealth, today lived up to the day's expectations of the Emperor of Heaven and returned to the heaven before the agreement.

His tone is firmer than ever before. Only by expressing their position at this time can they believe in themselves.

Hearing Bian Zhou's return, the emperor couldn't help frowning and looking at him: "You said you are God of Wealth, but it is well known that God of Wealth was sacrificed in the fight against the demons. How do you prove that you are God of Wealth?"

"I have the memory of God of Wealth. Although my godhead has been destroyed, my memory follows my soul, which is indelible." He said lightly.

Hearing his words, Ziyuan-kun felt ridiculous, "Don't you know that anyone can say that memory is there?"

"It's true that everyone has it, but not everyone has the memory of God of Wealth." After Bian Zhou watched Mr. Ziyuan, he was looking at the Emperor of Heaven, but this time he didn't directly say it to the public. Empty transmission.

"Your Majesty, do you remember what you said to me when I went down to earth?..."

This voice suddenly appeared in the Tiandi's mind, and his eyes quickly skipped a touch of surprise. He could actually use the ability of airborne sound transmission to himself, and what he said just now was indeed what he said to God of Wealth everywhere.

And the most important thing is that the conversation was a secret. No one was present at the time, so no one would know it and leak it out.

Is he really the **** of wealth?

The well-informed Emperor of Heaven no longer reacts too much to these things that do not follow common sense. As the master of the heavens, in charge of the Three Realms, he has not understood any strange things.

He carefully looked at this ordinary mortal again, and finally he was determined.

t Because his every move is too much like God of Wealth, and it includes what he just said to himself.

"Okay, stop arguing. I have decided on this matter. He is the God of Wealth. This monarch has checked it just now, and indeed we found God of Wealth in his body."

"Your Majesty!" Ziyuan-jun looked at the Emperor in surprise, not believing that he would actually recognize Bian Zhou's identity.

That would be a humiliation to him, not to mention that this next person doesn't have any sense of God at all, what is it that makes His Majesty the Emperor look like him!

A touch of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and his eyes glared at them with bitterness.

"From now on, you will understand that God of Wealth has returned to the Heaven Realm. From now on, I don’t want to hear about the God of Wealth in Heaven. You should take care of the people under your hand.”

The Emperor of Heaven unquestionably announced his decision, and then directly asked Bian Zhou to follow him to the side hall.

As the important protagonists left, the atmosphere in the hall became more subtle, and the first to bear the brunt was Mr. Ziyuan, who became the most lost place at this moment.