Chapter 113: Pope

The ocean in the eyes of the old man is very peaceful, giving people a feeling of infinite kindness... but it is a sea after all, it is difficult to imagine, the old man is angry, what kind of giant waves will be set off by that sea, what kind of thunder will be born in the waves, What a majestic and sacred picture that would be.
"I was talking to you before, but you just fell asleep. What else can I do besides reading a book?" said the old man, looking at Mei Lisha with a smile.
Mei Lisha still looked at the green leaf in the pot and shook her head and said, "You know my intention, you should show the way to the children."
"The road is taken by everyone."
The old man in the robe said, "After the child came to Kyoto, he walked very stable. I don't worry much, I just hope... he can mature more quickly."
Obviously, the old man is very concerned about the child mentioned in this sentence.
Hearing the word mature, Mei Lisha was silent for a long time, and the invisible deep palace in the quiet palace gradually appeared to have invisible pressure.
"Mature needs rainwater to moisturize, and sometimes stress is needed."
The old man said: "The new list of Tianji Pavilion is coming soon."
Melissa understood what he meant-ranking was pressure. There are countless strong men and geniuses in the three lists of Xiaoyao, Dianjin, and Qingyun. Countless people have worked hard and practiced hard, just to have their own place on the list, and those who have made the list look at the position in front of themselves. It will give birth to unlimited power. The reason why the mainland has the Tianji Pavilion, and the reason for having these lists is to provide pressure to the practitioners of the human race and the demon race, so as to be able to fight against the powerful of the demons.
"That kid didn't have a chance to be on the list, and his life was miserable and his fate was tough. For the words of fame and fortune, I'm afraid I can see it more clearly than you and me."
Listening to this, the old man in the robe sighed and said, "Then only see if the Dachao Test can help him."
After thinking about it, Mei Lisha agreed with the old man in the gown, because there is destiny above the starry sky, and only life under the starry sky is awesome. Life itself is the greatest pressure. Under this pressure, the child must quickly Mature.
"I am leaving."
He stood up, saluted the old man in the linen, and then turned and walked away from the palace.
The old man in Ma Pao said nothing, and picked up the scroll to continue reading.
Time passed slowly and stubbornly.
The green leaves in the gray basin are very calm because there is no wind.
Not knowing how long it took, the old man in the robe looked away from the scroll and looked at the sky outside the palace. His face suddenly showed an envious look.
If you let the priests from the palace see the look on his face at this time, he will be shocked to the extreme.
What else in this continent deserves the envy of the elderly?
There are clear bells coming from a distance. It is not that the schools such as Ligong Affiliated School and Zongsi Institute have started classes, but the routine Illuminati every ten days is about to start.
The old man stood up and took off his linen robe.
A black robe priest who came out of nowhere, silently changed a divine robe onto the old man.
When the old man walked up the stone steps and exposed the lotus platform carved out of crystal, he reached out and picked up the crown, moving freely, like picking up a piece of rubble.
The black-robed priest who followed behind the old man was always known for being indifferent and severe in the state religion. The expression on his face was difficult to change for decades, but every time he saw this kind of picture in front of him, the corners of his eyes would twitch, because He always thought, what if the Yin and Yang crowns were broken like this?
There is a mural at the top of the stone steps, with strong ink and colorlessness.
The old man stood in front of the mural and put the crown on his head.
The mural wall slowly separated to the two sides, and the infinite light poured from the wall like a tide.
Those tide-like lights, dancing around the old man's crown and robes, seemed to celebrate and worship.
On the other side of the wall is an extremely high temple.
This is the center of the Li Palace, the center of the state religion, the center of the mainland's faith-the Hall of Light.
There are dozens of tall statues on both sides of the hall, there are legends of the mainland, there are sages, there are saints, there are twelve guardian knights.
In the bright tide, countless priests knelt down to worship.
The priests' foreheads touched the back of their hands, and they looked extremely religious.
The object of their visit is the old man.
The fourth generation of the pope's adult.
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When Chen Changsheng and his party walked out of the Xiaoli Palace, it was already in the afternoon. He looked at the slightly slanted sun. I don’t know what time it is now. Looking back at the Qingxian Hall, which looked like Qingkang, looking at the blue bricks, thinking I had gone to another space before, but I was a little confused for a while.
The divorce in late autumn is not blindly killed. The slightly warm air in the afternoon makes those cold-resistant locust cedar trees become more vibrant, and the branches and leaves also become more verdant. Looking down, you can only see the spring, clear and infinite, very beautiful Feeling back in time.
They walked down the long stone steps down, far away, and could already see faintly that many people gradually appeared on both sides of the Shinto, and some even walked directly onto the Shinto and prepared to stop them.
"I told them not to go, what should I do next?"
Tang Thirty-six looked at the indifferent priest who was indifferent.
The priest who had left the palace had followed them at the Qingxian Hall, and then led them into the small palace. Now it seems that he has always sent them out of the palace. Tang 36 knew that this was a request to avoid himself. Conflict with those students again.
He was not very satisfied with the arrangement of His Royal Highness, because that would make him afraid. Jin Yulu did not say anything about it, and did not feel that it was His dissatisfaction with his work. Chen Changsheng did not have any dissatisfaction, because this was originally what he asked of Luoluo.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! At this moment, I don’t know which palace or college has a clear bell, which is different from the clear and pleasant ears of the previous class bell. This bell is just and peaceful. It should be to announce a certain message or convey a certain message. .
"Can this kind of thing also ring bells? Is this the palace or the barracks?" Tang Thirty-six thought it was a student from the palace or ancestral temple of the palace, and the bell sounded the signal of the group. Seeing this situation, it was He is not afraid of the sky and his face has changed slightly.
At this moment, a group of birds in the sky suddenly spread out, just like a crowd making way, a hole appeared under the cloud in the east, a dark shadow cut through the sky at an unimaginable speed, and then let the birds go The open space flew towards the palace at high speed.
Xuanyuan Po is a young demon who has lived in the mountains since childhood. He has seen many birds, and his eyesight is several times sharper than that of humans. When he took a look at the shade, he saw what the dark shadow was, and was a little surprised. : "It's actually a red goose!"
Compared with the quasi-beasts such as unicorns and deer, red geese are not too special, but this kind of bird has the advantage of being fast, which is one of the fastest known bird species on the mainland. , Second only to the red eagle used by the military for communication, of course, there is no white crane here.
After Xuanyuan broke this sentence, the dark shadow had reached the sky above the palace. There were some deep priests on the ground, as well as people like Tang 36, who could already see the bird dragger. With a long red tail, it really is a red goose.
The red goose left a residual image in the autumn sky, and instantly disappeared in the heavy and deep hall of the palace, I don't know where it fell.
"What happened?"
Tang Thirty-six thought that since it was not a red eagle, then there could not be a change in the northern demons, and it should not be a bad thing, otherwise the previous bells would not be as stable as that, so what exactly needs to be done with the red goose? And to know that it should be the time of the Illuminati, isn’t that bell afraid to disturb?
No matter how you think about it, it is impossible to guess anything. Chen Changsheng and others led by the priest of the palace continued to move forward, and it didn’t take long to walk down. I saw silhouettes everywhere in front of the Shinto, and I don’t know if there were any. How many people came because of the words from the thirty-sixth morning of Tang Dynasty.
The gate on the left-hand side of the Divine Palace in Shinto was still closed, Gou Hanshi did not come out, and the other three of the Seven Kingdoms of the Kingdom of God did not appear. Even the female disciples of Saint Virgin Peak and other young people from the south did not appear.
Chen Changsheng's eyes crossed the cedar and landed in the other courtyard, silent.
Because of his marriage contract with Xu Yourong, after he came to Kyoto, he began to suffer contempt, glance, ridicule and even humiliation all the way from the Eastern Imperial Palace. Naturally, he did not have any affection for the man named Akiyama Jun. The same is true for his teachers.
At the Qingteng feast, he finally met each other.
But unlike the previous imagination, after these two contacts, he found that the other party's performance is not bad, whether it is Gou Hanshi, Guan Feibai or Qijian, or the atmosphere, or there is a real respectable pride, or a heartbreaking persistence All in all, it is quite desirable—he can see that Gou Han eats these disciples from the mountains, and respects Qiu Shanjun from the heart, so how can Qiu Shanjun be a deceiver?
The autumn wind blew his face and awakened him.
He smiled self-deprecatingly, thinking that he really thought too much. As an idol character who appreciated the talents and virtue of the entire continent, Qiu Shanjun was not necessarily a bad person, but because of his position, He would think so.
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