The light of the crystal ball was crystal clear and moving, and before Lin Luoran was overjoyed, he saw the true ability of the High Priest.
His hand full of veins trembled slightly, and a star on the star map on the dome lit up unusually. In the cool and brilliance of the room, the temperature has dropped by more than a few dozen degrees! It's noon in Babylon, how can it be so cold? The water vapor from Lin Luoran's body instantly formed frost on the surface of her skin.
Not only her, everyone present, except the old thing high priest, was frozen in frost.
Such thin ice, not to mention other people, even Lin Luoran, who can't use spells, was easy to break free, but she seemed to have been given a body-holding spell, and there was nothing she could do except to move her eyes.
A thin line connects the crystal ball from the stars on the dome. Lin Luoran identified it twice and saw that it was the moon. Reminiscent of the coldness of the room, it turns out that the high priest of Babylon borrowed the power of the stars
Is this why the Babylonian religion was so fanatical about the astronomical stars? The power of the stars... The opening of Bermuda Night, the extremely powerful "Arrow of Light" in the spell, these are all things Lin Luoran knows that are contaminated with the power of the stars. Wrong, there is also Diliuzhi, which will fall every sixty years with the moonlight!
This transvestite man, even Yang Lisha, was born on a certain night when the moon was bright and clear. If we say that the one who understands the power of the moon the most, except for this high priest who is the latest in astrology and sky-watching, I hope that it is really in the "ancestor" body
She turned in the direction of the shemale man, and saw that his upturned eyes were tightly closed, as if he had lost consciousness.
With a little finger from the high priest, Lin Luoran felt that his body was getting warmer again, and he drew out the power of the moonlight from his body
"Little girl, maybe you would like to tell me about the origin of the envoy?"
The high priest smiled and stared at her with a kind face. Only Lin Luoran knew that this old man was extremely treacherous. He pretended to retreat and led everyone into the Tongtian Tower, because only here was his absolute battlefield.
Can the High Priest control the Tongtian Tower to some extent
Lin Luoran glanced at the frozen crowd, she had no obligation to keep the false saint a secret, and even exposing her was what Lin Luoran felt she should do.
"High Priest, I am happy to serve you."
Lin Luoran, who has always believed in being kind to others, now grinned like a little devil.
"The beginning of the story begins in China a long time ago. Among the ancestors of China, there were two tribes that were later famous. An exceptionally beloved daughter who was born able to control fire, let's call her Ba... This woman started a war between the two clans, and many classics of Eastern practice were cut off. During the change of dynasties, it is said that she was called Yuxi, Xia Jie's favorite concubine, and also Daji, the concubine of King Zhou of Shang. Her last name was probably Baosi? Senior Ji, why don't you ask the noble one? Saintess, what is the relationship between her and your ancestors?"
The female cultivator surnamed Ji can only move her eyes. After Lin Luoran finished her long speech, she looked at the pseudo-saint in her eyes, and she was no longer as convinced as before.
The false saint's expression was as cold as ice, and her whole body melted into the thin ice covering her body. Lin Luoran guessed that her heart must be turned upside down at this time, but what does it matter to me? If you come out to hang out, you will have to pay back sooner or later. Some things are not necessarily not reported, but that the time has not yet come. What the crazy Taoist said at the beginning, the world of comprehension did not revive again until the Han Dynasty, which means that this woman may have to dance for a while.
"You have said so much, who is she?" The high priest was secretly delighted when he saw the undercurrent of the Chinese people. How did this saint deal with the Chinese monks, and what did he have to do with him. Practice has no borders, practitioners have borders, China is in decline, and Babylon is revived, he can't wish for it.
But this young Huaxia female cultivator seemed to see through his thoughts.
Lin Luoran rolled her eyes: "High Priest, do you think that no matter who this woman is, she has nothing to do with Babylon?" After she finished speaking, she didn't look at the high priest's face, but stared at the star map on the dome and smiled.
"High Priest, do you know the real purpose of Tongtian Tower?"
Aside from the use of star power, which can restrict the strength of monks, do you know the real purpose of Tongtian Tower
In the eyes of the high priest, the little Huaxia female cultivator raised her chin and asked him lightly, "High priest, have you seen the real appearance of Tongtian Tower?"
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At the end of the life of the High Priest of Babylon, he could still remember the Chinese female cultivator with her neck raised high and her indifferent expression, like a second envoy. He didn't know where Lin Luoran came from until he died, and who he was, but at that moment, he really suspected that she and the envoy came from the same place——
By the way, Princess Edith later said that her name was "Lin", with an impeccable oriental name.
The high priest really wanted to refute that in this world, there would be no one else who knew Tongtian Tower best except him.
"This is the gate of God..."
Lin Luoran shook his head, "To be more precise, we call it an interstellar teleportation array. It can go to the planets marked on the star map, like this high-ranking envoy, who came from the other side of the starry sky."
The false saint suddenly opened her eyes, "You are crazy, the basic law of the interstellar, you can't leak it like the natives..." The high priest pointed, and the false saint was forced to shut her mouth unwillingly.
Lin Luoran laughed, "Interstellar Basic Law? I'm afraid there will be no Interstellar Basic Law. You are allowed to interfere with the progress of Earth's civilization, right? You think that people on Earth can't use spiritual power, but what a pity that your race can use it, so what? I will never be blessed by heaven like the Huaxia cultivator, who can also cultivate spiritual consciousness and open the sea of consciousness while refining the body, am I right? I will only hide in the dark and be jealous, and live in a body that does not belong to me , I wonder if you still remember what your original self looked like before you became the Saintess of Jiuli!"
Lin Luoran's words were so hearty that even Yang Lisha stared at her strangely. Also from more than 2,600 years later, she was the only one present who could understand Lin Luoran's accusation that her comprehension had withered, and their spirits of plants and trees could no longer open their minds because they did not have the relationship with Emperor Liuzhi.
Compared with the current situation where one generation of cultivators is not as good as the next generation, Yang Lisha is even more lonely. On the earth more than 2,600 years later, apart from her and Ah Wu, there is already no wood spirits. This is the great sorrow of being alone!
She met the legendary figure in the Wooden Essence clan, the ancestor of the Wooden Essence, and knew that this woman called "Saint" was extremely difficult to mess with. Seeing Lin Luoran finish these words in awe-inspiring manner, Yang Lisha couldn't help but look at her with admiration. Listening to Lin Luoran's tone, she knows this saint better than anyone else, but even so, she still has the courage to tear her face apart.
Should I say she is stupid? ...Or, there are some things about her that no one else has, which makes her awe-inspiring and upright, so that people dare not look at her? Yang Lisha looked at this stupid woman and suddenly felt very familiar, who did she look like? Like that stupid one who always thinks about others—Ah Wu.
Lin Luoran's eyes just fell on Yang Lisha. After thinking for a while, she suddenly smiled at the high priest: "Dear high priest, if you can draw all the power in these people's bodies into the crystal ball, I guarantee you will Never forget the splendor of Tongtian Tower."
She just had an intuition that this old man might have the final say in Tongtian Tower for the time being!
If there really is a god in the dark, he must be the most devout person who believes in the stars. Such a person is in charge of the interstellar teleportation array leading to the other side of the starry sky, and he deserves his name.
"You can choose not to believe me, or you can choose to believe. You know, my spiritual power is imprisoned now. In a Chinese saying, it means that I have no power to restrain a chicken. If you miss this time, if you want to see the glory of Tongtian Tower again, I am afraid… "
Seeing the high priest thinking deeply, Lin Luoran thought of the phrase "paradox of history" again. What she did certainly did not change history, otherwise Lin Luoran herself might be the first to disappear with a flap of butterfly wings.
She obviously learned about the method of opening the Tongtian Tower from Yang Lisha. Looking at the scene in front of her, if she is the main person who has passed down the method of opening the Tongtian Tower, then where will Yang Lisha come from more than 2,600 years later? I learned that the more I thought about it, the more confused I became.
Lin Luoran's head ached, she didn't know why she was so impulsive, and let things develop to such an extent step by step. With so many thoughts, she never thought that there is another possibility that she has not been instigated by the butterfly appearance that changed history... In the original history, even if she didn't say it on the same day, the opening method of Tongtian Tower would still be the same. be spoken out.
"Then, look at the original appearance of the Tongtian Tower that the priests of Babylon have guarded for many years." The high priest muttered to himself, directing the dance hall, and the stars on the dome were like chess pieces on a chessboard, being constantly moved by people.
The mysterious power of the stars makes people, including the false saints, the power in their bodies being absorbed by the crystal ball.
The crystal ball has been hungry for many years, and I never know how to write the word "polite".
The spiritual power in the body was sucked away uncontrollably, and no matter whether it was a human or a monster, it would panic. Lin Luoran saw that the face of the false saint was distorted, and she had a faint smile in her heart. This time, the right should be given back to the millions of creatures who were killed and turned into slush in the underground world of the Kalahari Desert.
The stone towers around everyone gradually became transparent, and a tall and majestic Tongtian Tower stood in the midair of Babylon, overflowing with gold and colors, more magnificent than all the temples in Babylon.
"A miracle..."
The people of Babylon who were celebrating all saw the sudden appearance of the tower. They chanted miracles and fell to the ground.
Nebuchadnezzar was full of excitement, and took Edith's hand: "You are the princess of Babylon recognized by the god Marduk!" , has decided to build a real tower that reaches the sky at the original site where the miracle appeared!
Among the lying Babylonians, a middle-aged man covered his face and muttered in a low voice: "It's strange, why is there anyone else in this world who can open the Tower of Babel except me, an old man? Impossible, the smartest Only Mr. Liao... wait, my surname is Liao? What annoyance, I forgot my surname..."