Chapter 903: What is virtue

In the secluded small room, listening to the roaring sounds outside that were sometimes sonorous and powerful, sometimes quietly pouring out, Little Wei Yuan's heart was as calm as water. He spread out the jade paper unique to the Desolate Realm and wrote the title with a pen: 【Abyss Rebirth】 Doctrine.

He paused for a moment before writing the first sentence of the doctrine: Heaven and earth are heavy, Shamans are secondary, Ancestral Shamans are light.

Little Wei Yuan casually added another sentence "Heavenly Shamans are nothing"...

But thinking it was inappropriate, he crossed it out and changed it to "Heavenly Shamans are occupied by those with virtue". Then, following this sentence, he expanded and asked: 'What is virtue?'.

Like this, it was thousands of words, mainly talking about: contributing to heaven and earth, contributing to all living beings, and contributing to the vast majority of the Shaman race, is virtue.

Writing to this point, Little Wei Yuan was very satisfied, and then discovered that unknowingly, a new day had arrived, and it was time for preaching again.

Little Wei Yuan put on a robe that covered his whole body, went out of the small room, climbed onto the preaching altar, drank three cups as usual, and started preaching: "From today on, the 【Abyss Rebirth】 sect is officially established. You are the first batch of followers. Is there anyone who is unwilling?"

Hamster asked the first question: "May I ask what position the Craftsman God holds in the sect?"

Little Wei Yuan smiled slightly and said: "This seat acts as the sect leader. According to the doctrine of this sect..."

Before he finished speaking, Hamster said: "I join!"

Little Wei Yuan paused, and the words he had prepared were almost forgotten. This Tianyu seems to have really become stupid after arriving at the Desolate Realm, and even the shill doesn't know how to choose the right time.

Just when he was secretly cursing in his heart, the Strength Shamans actually said one after another: "I join!"

"I join too!"

"Whatever sect the Craftsman God is in, I will be in!"

"Today's method is truly thought-provoking! It should be a big altar!"

Little Wei Yuan looked silently at the followers who were drinking and having fun in front of him, not knowing what to do for a while. He reflected in his heart, did he do too many obedience tests? Is it really necessary to write so many doctrines?

But the process that should be followed still had to be completed, so Little Wei Yuan said: "This sect values sincerity. Since you have joined, you cannot easily go back on your word..."

Before Little Wei Yuan had time to throw out the blood oath, a Strength Shaman slashed his chest fiercely, and blood splashed ten feet away! He swore an oath with blood, pointed at the blood and shouted: "I will follow the Craftsman God to the death! Whoever goes back on his word is raised by a rat!"

"Exactly!"

"I want to see which rat dares to go back on his word!"

The Shamans slashed their chests one after another and sprinkled hot blood to swear an oath. This is the highest specification oath for Strength Shamans, and it is generally believed that if there is a violation, they cannot return to the land of their ancestors.

Little Wei Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, not knowing whether to be happy or what. But he immediately discovered that most of the Strength Shamans were staring at Tianyu and a few smart Shamans, their eyes unkind. In the blink of an eye, a Strength Shaman made trouble.

"You guys, you haven't been able to cultivate the techniques passed down by the Craftsman God until now, are you harboring evil intentions?"

"These guys, thief-eyed and rat-eyed, don't look like good birds at first glance!"

"Birds are too flattering to them, these guys are clearly rats! Hmph, our Strength Shamans don't rub sand in their eyes. If you aren't insincere, how could you not cultivate Taiyin Shaman power?"

"Exactly, the worst here cultivated it in three days. How can you smart ones not succeed? We don't listen to excuses, we only look at results!"

Tianyu never imagined that the Strength Shamans would turn their guns on him in the blink of an eye. He hurriedly wanted to argue, but no matter how he said it, the Strength Shamans just didn't believe it. He had no other way, so he hurriedly slashed himself, pointed his blood to swear an oath, and only then passed the test.

The remaining few smart Shamans wanted to escape, but found that the Strength Shamans had already separated to both sides, automatically leaving a path to the gate. They had no choice, and after thinking about it, they finally slashed their chests one by one and pointed their blood to swear an oath.

After taking the blood oath, it was a harmonious and happy scene. All the Shamans felt that today's preaching was unfathomable, and they were enlightened, as if they understood something, and as if they didn't understand anything. It was this state of being enlightened but not enlightened that was particularly beautiful. So the Shamans were moved beyond measure, and only opened the altar.

Little Wei Yuan sat high on the top, also speechless. He only said a few words in total, and hadn't finished speaking, and this group of guys had already handled all the subsequent matters?

At this time, Little Wei Yuan's sea of consciousness vibrated, and streams of luck fell, all of which were bright red cores in the middle, all top-tier luck. Only a few were primary, which were clearly from those few smart Shamans.

But Little Wei Yuan always felt a bit unreal. Did luck come like this? No tests or hardships? There was a big harvest without paying, which made Little Wei Yuan feel a bit uneasy.

It had only been a stick of incense time, so the remaining two hours became garbage time. Little Wei Yuan's duty as the sect leader was left with only opening the altar.

It was lively outside, but in the small room, there was an extra figure. Rong Long sat in Little Wei Yuan's seat, reading the doctrine just written carefully.

The second day was a cultivation day, but many followers were still hungover and had to be postponed to the evening. In this cultivation class, it turned into the Strength Shamans cultivating their own cultivation methods. As a result, the Shamans were pleasantly surprised to find that the growth rate of Shaman power was several times faster than in the past!

Everyone was pleasantly surprised, and they admired Little Wei Yuan even more. Many Shamans remembered that Little Wei Yuan had once fought against thousands of Flame Demons with one Shaman and one spear, fierce beyond measure. So many Strength Shamans changed their title from Craftsman God to Spear Saint.

The vast majority of Strength Shamans made rapid progress, only a few rats were standing still. Now they were really anxious, so they pushed Tianyu out to find Little Wei Yuan for an explanation. ===== CHAPTER 904 =====