Without the interference of the Zoroastrian sect, Dorgo built the temple very quickly, and it was four days ahead of schedule. The original scheduled plan took time, but Beta already felt it was very fast, but he didn't expect it to be faster.

More importantly, the temple was built with good quality, and all the stones were of high quality. I was very satisfied with the beta acceptance and couldn't help but give the final payment of twenty gold coins.

Dorg naturally accepted it with a happy smile.

In the temple, the statue of the Wojin goddess has been erected. Although the carvings are slightly flawed, they are already similar in temperament. Beta looks quite satisfied.

The next day was the "opening" day of the temple. There was a ceremony for inviting gods. Beta and the Caliph discussed it and decided that the latter would carry out the ceremony. They discussed the specific steps overnight. In fact, Beta unilaterally taught the ritual prayer to the Caliph.

The next morning, the gate of the temple was wide open, and the stone chairs in the main hall were filled with people, most of them were nobles, and some were wealthy businessmen. The civilians looked outside the gate and joined in the fun.

Pete naturally came, and he sat on the bench in the first row. Now he is a professional. In the eyes of the nobles, he is already qualified to sit with people of his level.

There were voices in the temple, and there were some noises like a market. Most of them hated the statue of Wojin.

"The Goddess of Wealth is so beautiful? I have to believe in her, and it doesn't seem to be a loss."

"Can she believe in her ensure our fortune is smooth?"

"Why don't other goddesses let the world know their appearance, but she doesn't care?"

Similar discussions have been heard all the time... Beta could hear clearly in the prayer room behind him. He was very satisfied with this. It seemed that there was no problem with this decision. As expected, the nobles noticed the Wojin Divine Cult. When things spread later, when others mentioned that they were in the Divine Cult, their first reaction must be: The Wojin Divine Goddess is the most beautiful, and then the goddess is the most capable of fighting.

The Caliph sitting opposite asked curiously: "I heard that those craftsmen were carving the statues of the goddess you drew. Beta, have you seen the goddess?"

Beta nodded, it was not a secret matter.

The Caliph spoke, but he was a little surprised. Generally speaking, the goddess disdained to communicate with mortals. Even if she was a believer, it was already a very great grace to respond to one or two sentences occasionally, but Beta had "see" the goddess and painted so well. I guess she didn't see her once or twice.

Is the Beta a holy fellow?

Just as the Caliph was considering this issue, time soon came. At Beta's reminder, the two came out of the prayer room and came to the statue.

Seeing the two, everyone shut their mouths and looked at them quietly.

Because the ceremony was presided over by the Caliph, the opening day of the temple was presided over by the Caliph.

The Caliph looked around. Although it was the first time he was hosting such an occasion and the first time he had faced so many nobles and wealthy businessmen, because he was already a professional lv5, he was not nervous at all.

"His nobles and friends are welcome to attend the opening day of our church. Here we reiterate two points: First, our Temple of Wealth will always shelter people from the north and keep everyone away from the suffering of coldness. Second, we will never charge any tax on fire and fish, nor do we force anyone to donate, we need nothing."

"Our God Church will never regard anyone as a heretic, because in our goddess's eyes, people all over the world should love each other, regardless of whether you believe in her or not. Even if you believe in an evil god, as long as you turn back to the right, you can still come to our church to pray and receive the goddess' blessing."

As soon as these words came out, all the nobles were whispering.

One of them couldn't help asking, "Then how do you make money... No matter what, the food, drink, defecation and urination of the temple staff requires money."

"About this, there will be fellow Beta and the current local archbishop to talk to you." The Caliph took a deep breath: "Now, it's time for us to invite the goddess Wojin. We will ask the goddess so that her eyes will always be on here."

After saying that, the Caliph turned around, knelt down on one knee, stroked his left hand on his forehead, and recited the ritual prayer devoutly.

His voice was not loud, but it filled the entire church. There seemed to be a strange force in his voice, as if he could penetrate time and space and spread it to places that humans could not reach.

As the prayer gradually unfolds, the people sitting in the church feel that they are noticed by a strange force. This force is gentle and does not make people feel any pressure, or even feel a little warm.

When the Caliph finished reciting the prayer, the power was so obvious that it made people feel soaked in the warm spring water, which was very comfortable. A golden light from the sky passed through the top of the church and poured directly into the statue of the goddess. Then the statue of the goddess seemed to come alive, and her eyes were filled with a rich golden light.

The Caliph stood up. As a priest, he could already feel the existence of the goddess and the goddess had projected good power over.

However, he always felt that after the arrival of Goddess Wojin, he seemed to be staring at the Beta Cultivator beside him, and I don’t know if it was an illusion.

The statue of Wojin here left a thought and then left again. The warm feeling gradually dissipated, and all affected people felt a sense of confusion and they did not want to lose this warm and comfortable feeling.

It seems...it is also a good thing to believe in the goddess of wealth.

Many people had this idea on the spot.

The Caliph stepped aside, and Beta stood behind the prayer table. He cleared his throat and said, "My name is Beta. Many people know me, so I won't introduce myself. Now it's time for me to fulfill my promise. I donated some time ago and am willing to spend another hundred gold coins to sacrifice to you. Please bring your gold coins up."

Seven big belly nobles, each dragging a big box, walked up.

Beta sacrificed gold coins to them one by one according to the order of donation. Fatty men were shrouded in golden magic circles and came out after a few seconds. Not only did they become thinner and have muscles, but they were obviously younger than at least twenty years old. Six middle-aged nobles directly changed back to their youthful appearance, while the last old nobles turned back to their middle-aged appearance.

Can you increase your lifespan by enabling your personal professional abilities?

The nobles who watched the gold coins sacrifice throughout the whole process, especially the female nobles, looked at Beta and their eyes gradually became crazy.
Chapter completed!