[With system] + [Multiple heroines] + [Incense system]
The day Li Changan woke up, there was only the last drop of the oil lamp left. When the lamp goes out, the god dies. And his only believer is a demented old woman. Mandrills were watching outside the temple, and Taoist Heiyi sneered in the dark. He must light the first real incense before sunrise.
From a wild god in a ruined temple to the master of Kyushu Shinto, from a single lamp to twelve reincarnated beauties - a hundred years later someone asked: What did you rely on for this journey?
Li Changan looked at the lamp that would never go out on Luoxia Mountain.
"It depends on someone believing in me."
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