I was the one responsible for the construction of this old man’s temple! I have a share of the credit for the good weather!”

Listening to the two people bickering back and forth, Chen Tian was overjoyed.

He looked around and found dots of golden light permeating the vicinity of the Dragon King Temple. This should be the power of thought transformed by the people's devout burning of incense and prayers to the gods.

It's just that the Dragon King Temple has just been completed and no practical work has been done, so these thoughts are really weak.

As time goes by, the incense gradually becomes strong and full, and the Dragon King gradually appears, slowly transforming from a clay doll into a god who protects the place.

But this process is very long.

It’s similar to how people in the world cultivate themselves to become immortals.

Without some chance, it is difficult to achieve the right result. This matter is extremely mysterious and wonderful, and no one can say for sure.

"Hey, Sect Leader Li."

Chen Tian didn't pay too much attention, but suddenly remembered an old thing: "Where was the huge rock from two days ago?
Chapter completed!