This girl is a streetwalker in the demon world

"People's hearts are easy to change, but stone is hard to turn."

"Now you understand that mortals' beliefs are never good things."

"They can make you a god, but they can also crush you to pieces."

“The human heart is the most unpredictable thing in the world.”

An Ling woke up from the memories of the magic stone, and after hearing the words of the magic stone, she couldn't help but sigh deeply. Yes, human hearts are unpredictable. They may be flowers in the mirror today and the moon in the water tomorrow. Who can truly guarantee that their heart will never change throughout their life?

"Thank you for your help, but I have a question that I hope you can give me some advice on," An Ling said, "If someone can gather the faith of the entire world and distribute it in some way, then can the ideal of universal peace be realized?"

"The world is unified?"

"Yes," An Ling continued to explain, "Faith, spiritual power, money... all equivalents of value have their own unique ways of distribution. The incompatibility between monks and mortals is, in the final analysis, still a problem of spiritual power distribution. Monks who simply collect spiritual power dissipated in the air obviously have a slower cultivation speed than monks who directly absorb mortal souls. I have observed that those righteous monks who can fight to a draw with or defeat evil cultivators of the same level all have their own set of cultivation methods."

"It's very realistic, and also very cruel. A cultivator who only follows the orthodox path of cultivation cannot defeat an evil cultivator at all in the same amount of cultivation time."

"This will encourage more people to join the evil practice and become a member of the evil practice."

“So, I hope to provide a platform for monks who adhere to the right path in this way.”

"The monks' contributions to upholding justice are used as currency. The monks can use this 'currency' to exchange for resources related to cultivation."

“This creates a virtuous cycle.”

The divine stone thought for a while, but the problem was too complicated and it was not enough to fully think through it with its current intelligence. There was only one question that it was most concerned about.

The divine stone asked, "It takes people to get things done, and people's hearts are the easiest to change. Even if you can complete this job fairly, what happens after that? All mortals will die one day. How can you guarantee the thoughts of others after you die?"

An Ling suddenly laughed. This problem had troubled countless talented people on Blue Star. They racked their brains and searched for a way of governance that could be passed down from generation to generation. However, the core of these governance systems were people, and human hearts were fickle. After seeing the extravagance of money and experiencing the deliciousness of power, they would forget their origins and original intentions and become parasites of society.

However, this is not the Blue Planet, this is a fantasy world with all kinds of monsters and demons!

Why use Bluestar's outdated old tricks?

"So, An Ling is begging here today, hoping that the seniors can lend a hand and help me manage this grand project." An Ling said seriously.

The divine stone was stunned. It thought for a long time before asking doubtfully, "Me?"

"Yes!" An Ling said excitedly, "You are a rare spirit, or a spiritual wisdom born from the incense, and you have a natural affinity for faith. What's more... although I don't want to admit it, the New Moon Immortal also personally enlightened you."

"It seems that you are the best person to collect and distribute the power of faith!"

The divine stone was silent. It really didn't expect that An Ling would plot against it. It still didn't understand what An Ling was saying, so it decided to refuse first. However, An Ling's next sentence made it pause.

An Ling smiled and said, "Senior, if you agree, the faith and worship of the whole world will permeate your body, and maybe you will be able to move freely."

For spirits like stones and trees that have stayed in the same place for a long time, one of the main reasons for taking on human form is to be able to walk freely and see the outside world.

Shenshi was a little shaken, but still refused: "We can discuss this matter later. Now, you have to take care of yourself first."

"what do you mean?"

The divine stone said: "Your soul has been emitting a familiar breath, which seems to come from the same source as the black substance in my body."

"New Moon Immortal?" An Ling was shocked and reached out to touch her stomach. It turned out that the unexplained pain was caused by this?

It was no wonder that An Ling felt that this was a pain of unknown origin. As a serious female cultivator, she had naturally killed the red dragon, which meant that she would not have her period like other women.

Before, she thought the pain was caused by injuries to her internal organs, but it turned out that the problem was with her soul!

The divine stone continued, "You have psychic eyes, but you cannot see your own situation. In your soul, there are two forces fighting each other, neither of them giving in. The aftershocks aroused make your soul tremble."

"Although for some reason your soul is stronger than that of ordinary people, it cannot remain like this for long. The reason you feel pain is that your soul is injured."

An Ling fell into deep thought, her expression deep and serious.

……

While the man and the stone were communicating with their spiritual consciousness, the remaining two people in the room were not idle either. Seeing that An Ling did not answer him, Shi Tongming turned his gaze to Wu Baiquan for help.

Wu Baiquan was stunned. He coughed twice and said to Shi Tongming, "Well, please sit down first. I'll tell you about the current situation."

"What's happening, Immortal An?" Shi Tongming was pushed by Wu Baiquan to sit on a stool. He kept looking at An Ling, trying to figure out what was going on.

"Don't worry about her. I think she's still chatting with your ancestor. Come on, sit down and talk."

Shi Tongming looked at Wu Baiquan's sly smile, his heart beating. He didn't know what this immortal was up to. He glanced at Wu Baiquan suspiciously and replied, "Hey."

He sat down carefully, but just as he sat down, he jumped up.

Because Wu Baiquan said to him with a smile: "Do you think I am handsome? Am I suitable to be a reference for sculpture?"

"Ouch! Ouch!" Shi Tongming twisted his rough hands together, with a brilliant expression on his face. His mind raced, and he finally thought of a good response. Before Wu Baiquan could get confused, he said, "Master, I didn't mean to offend you, but I won't make a statue of a living person!"

"Hmm? Why?" Wu Baiquan smiled slightly, leaned forward and asked, "Have you never made a shrine for a living person?"

Shi Tongming sighed, and while touching the tool kit he had placed on the table, he explained to Wu Baiquan: "Master, have you heard of the legend of adding the finishing touch to a painting?"

"Oh, this, I've seen it in the sect's collection of stories. The stories left by our master are all very classic." Wu Baiquan said.

"For those of us in this line of work, this is also the case sometimes," Shi Tongming said. "Who is qualified to receive incense? It has to be the gods! Like the Goddess of the Land who protects the area, the Goddess of the Fish who guards the boatmen on the Five Rivers, and the Lord of Heaven Zhengde who exorcises demons and punishes evil. They are gods recognized by everyone, so I can make statues for them. As for mortals, it is not allowed. This is the rule of the industry."

Wu Baiquan asked curiously, "There are still these gods? I go down the mountain to travel every month, but I have never seen a real god! Old man, are you framing me?"

"Oh, how dare I!" Shi Tongming said anxiously, "Everyone says so. We in the Shi family and other craftsmen also know that our master said so, it must be correct!"

"Have you seen them?" Wu Baiquan seemed to have figured out something and asked with sharp eyes.

"Uh... this..." Shi Tongming hesitated. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Really? I carved the statues based on the descriptions of the locals."

"Haha, I see." Wu Baiquan also smiled, and there seemed to be something profound and unfathomable in his smile.