Jairus was the administrator of a synagogue near Jerusalem. He served the noble high priest, although he had never seen the high priest several times in his life.

The blessing of entrusting this job, his income was pretty good and he had no debts. His wife died very early, leaving only a smart daughter, who loved this little daughter very much.

But God did not seem to have been favoring him all the time. A few months ago, his daughter fell seriously ill. He hired many doctors and spent all the savings at home, but in the end he was unable to save his daughter.

At this moment, he heard that a prophet named "Joshua" appeared in the north, creating many miracles, so he followed his daughter all the way.

He is a devout believer who longs for God's blessing.

"Jayalus, your daughter is dead."

While Jairus was kneeling in front of Mo Yu, a man in priestly clothes followed. He glanced at Mo Yu, "This is a liar who is witchy. Don't believe him. Let's go, let's take your daughter back for burial."

"No, no, my daughter is not dead," Jairus hugged the girl in his arms. He raised his head and looked at Mo Yu pleadedly, "Great Prophet, please save my daughter."

The girl in her arms had already been cold, and the father had been using his body to try to warm her up again.

The sea breeze blew on Mo Yu's robe and on Jairus' sad and crazy cheeks.

This man is not tall, even a little short and fat. He has the cheeks of all ordinary middle-aged men of this era.

He did not have wealth that was as rich as a country, nor did he drive the people's power. He was just an ordinary father, and the only thing he had was his daughter.

Behind Jairus, several luxuriously dressed priests came out from behind, with sarcastic smiles on their faces and watching the fun.

They didn't care whether Jairus could save his daughter.

They just want to see Mo Yu's jokes.

They came from the upper ruling class, and they firmly believed that the miracles Mo Yu had shown before were all bluffing tricks. They led Jairus here and tried to "expose" Mo Yu's "figure" with this poor father and his poor daughter.

Once Mo Yu cannot save the child, they will spread this matter everywhere, proving that Mo Yu is a "liar" who cheats in the name of God, and proving that the doctrine of the New Denomination is a trick of liars to bluff people.

Of course, Mo Yu can save the girl and slap them in the face, but who can really save a real 'dead'?

Jairus was brought by them personally, and Jairus' daughter was indeed the one they watched as dead. It was absolutely impossible for Mo Yu to be a "complice" arranged by him.

How could there be a miracle in this world that makes the deceased Su Sheng?

If they had come a few days earlier, maybe there wouldn't be.

After the resurrection of Xiao Guyi incident, Mo Yu's believers increased rapidly, and his faith power also crossed a new level and gained some interesting small abilities.

Such as healing abilities as soul traction, soul repair, physical repair and other healing abilities.

If you change these abilities, you may only be an excellent doctor, but in Mo Yu's hands, you can

Create a true miracle.

"Do you believe me?"

Mo Yu took his eyes off the faces of these priests, stared at Jairus who was kneeling in front of him, and asked softly.

"I believe, great prophet, I believe in you devoutly!"

Jairus said quickly.

A pure and strong belief is connected to Mo Yu.

Mo Yu gently stretched out his hand and tapped Jairus's eyebrows.

At this moment, all the light in Jairus's vision disappeared, and his vision was pitch black, and only endless glimmers lit up in the darkness, like stars shining in the sky.

"Father."

A gentle shout suddenly sounded in his ears. He raised his head and looked at the glimmer of light in the sky. He suddenly had an enlightenment that his daughter was among the glimmer of stars.

He rushed out all of a sudden, chasing the glimmer of light in the sky, and he wanted to find his daughter back.

"Father···"

A weak and ethereal voice sounded in his ears, which was not like a human cry, but more like a whisper of a soul.

Jairus rushed out and looked for his daughter's figure in these shimmers. The glimmer that reflected the blonde girl's face fell on his fingertips like a firefly and merged into his body. This was the scattered spirit of her daughter.

And behind him, a long, pure white line wrapped around him, extending to the deepest part of the night, where he woke up in this dark space.

Jairus didn't know how tired he had never stopped, and he kept chasing the glimmer of his daughter in the sky.

He didn't know how long it took, ten years, maybe twenty years, maybe even longer.

In such a dark space, he could not feel the passage of time.

Until one day, he finally found all the spirits that his daughter had scattered outside.

At this moment, the pure white line behind him suddenly tensed up and pulled him back.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he felt his body sink and his whole body fell into a warm ray of light.

When the light once again filled his vision, the wet sea breeze blew across his cheeks.

Mo Yu stood in front of him with a gentle smile. The long experience was like a dream, and those memories quickly dissipated like dreams after waking up.

It seemed as if just now, he just blinked.

And where Jairus could not see, an illusory soul fell out of the void and merged into the body of the blonde girl in his arms.

Mo Yu used his faith to fix Jairus's soul, and used himself as an anchor to anchor Jairus' physical position. Then, he let Jairus use his affinity with his daughter to search for the soul scattered by his daughter in the void and complete the girl's soul.

His daughter had just passed away and the soul had just begun to dissipate. If you use alchemy, you only need to recreate a body that matches the current soul to achieve resurrection.

But Mo Yu's current faith power cannot recreate a body, so he needs the girl's complete soul.

The soul of a person who died unexpectedly is still stable and strong. As long as he can repair the damage to the body and soul, and then re-fusion of the body and soul with the power of faith, the girl can be resurrected from the dead.

The principle is simple to say, but the operation is very complicated, but this is not difficult for Mo Yu. He has learned a lot in this long life.

The same ability can often exert different effects in the hands of different people. For example, everyone has the ability to write, but most people can only draw simple patterns, while Van Gogh can draw classics handed down from generation to generation.

"Prophet, me?"

Jairus looked at Mo Yu blankly.

"It's okay, your child is just asleep,"

Mo Yu smiled, bent down gently, stroked the child's forehead, and said in a gentle voice, "Child, I'll tell you to get up."

The power from faith injected into the girl's body in an instant, repairing the girl's body and fusing her soul.

Jairus looked at Mo Yu's movements nervously and looked at the child's face.

At this moment, in a trance, he seemed to see the child's long eyelashes trembled suddenly.

He was happy and afraid that this was an hallucination, so he looked at the child in his arms nervously and uneasy.

At this time, Mo Yu had already withdrawn the hand that was placed on the girl's forehead. Jairus wanted to look up and ask Mo Yu, but he did not dare to look away from the child's face, for fear of missing the moment when the child woke up.

As he was gaze, the originally trembling eyelashes suddenly trembled again, and then the girl's eyelids began to tremble.

The little blonde girl finally opened her eyes with difficulty, looked at the old and bearded face, slowly stretched out her little hand and stroked it, "Father, am I dead?"

"No, you don't!"

The middle-aged man hugged his daughter and burst into tears excitedly.

Mo Yu has gained a new crazy believer.

The priests standing beside them pushed a few steps in horror, and they all saw the panic in each other's eyes at one glance.

"Will that girl not die at all..."

One of the priests said tremblingly.

"I can't, I saw her with my own eyes cut off her breath..."

Another priest responded.

"This Joshua must be a devil! He knows the magic that only the devil knows!"

The priest who was speaking at the beginning said tremblingly.

"Will it be..." At this moment, a low voice came from the crowd, "He is really the Great Prophet..."

In an instant, everyone became quiet.

Mo Yu ignored the priests, and turned around and looked at the calm sea.

The recognition of these priests was useless to him. The fundamental interests of the New Devotion were in conflict with the traditional devotion. The victory of the Protestantism meant that these priests would lose their power and wealth.

So even if they really think from the bottom of their hearts that Mo Yu is a great prophet, they will yell at Mo Yu and accus him of being the apostle of the devil.

There are only individuals who betray the class, and there are no classes who betray the class.

However, what happened today reminded Mo Yu that the upper Jewish class had already watched him, and what was about to come was a storm-like attack.

——

Although the matter of rescuing Jairus' daughter spread again and even caused a sensation in the entire Jewish region, Mo Yu's church expansion did not go as smoothly as before.

Because the priests also took action, they slandered Mo Yu as the devil's minion and the incarnation sent by the devil to seduce people to fall.

They knew that Mo Yu really had the ability to resurrect the dead, so they no longer accuse Mo Yu of being a liar, but began to discredit Mo Yu, call him a devil, and call Protestant people a soul tempted by the devil, and cannot ascend to heaven after death.

However, the new sect is still in an orderly expansion. These slanders have only briefly hindered the spread of the sect and cannot truly cut off the sect's beliefs from then on.
To be continued...