main temple.
The priest in red saluted respectfully, "God seat, following your will, we found that the Holy Maiden of the Shadow Clan did enter the shrine during the chaos, and left after staying for a while."
Sure enough, the speculation was correct, this mysterious Holy Son had a close relationship with the Holy Maiden of Shadow Clan.
Ji Xiangtian's eyes brightened slightly, he waved his hand after thinking for a while, and the priest in red saluted and stepped back.
He got up, walked back and forth in the magnificent temple, looked up after a while, and said softly: "It seems that she really doesn't know your identity, is it to avoid her getting into trouble? But as the son of Xiling, one person has ten thousand people. How can the existence above people be so low-key... Let this seat help you."
On the second day, Qin Yu was in the shrine and received an invitation from the Throne of God.
When he followed the priest in red, he came to a huge temple, and when he saw the crowd of people in the sect, he realized that today seemed to be a very important sacrificial ceremony in the West Tomb.
Ji Xiang was naturally cautious, and was full of jealousy towards him. He wished that no one in the entire Xiling would know about the existence of his holy son. How could he openly show up on such an occasion
Although he couldn't figure it out, since he was here, Qin Yu stood still.
It's just that he was wearing a black robe and standing among the many priests, he was indeed quite eye-catching, attracting many surprised and hesitant eyes.
Soon after, Ji Xiangtian headed, a group of high-level gods came, and the eyes of several saints and cardinals slid over Qin Yu. Although they did not stay in the slightest, they obviously knew his existence by their identities.
Seeing Qin Yu, Ji Xiangtian just nodded, but didn't say a word, the old fox was really shameless, and he used this method to avoid introducing his identity.
The sacrificial ceremony begins.
Although he was only a monk halfway through, he was able to master some basic attempts about Xiling after receiving the holy light.
So Qin Yu quickly understood that the purpose of today's sacrifice was to commemorate the first time Daojun came to this world long ago, and developed his first group of believers.
At that time, the world should still be under the control of the consciousness of the ancients. Since the first group of believers of Daojun survived and passed down the lineage, then the Daojun should have been smuggling, otherwise, with the temper of the consciousness of the ancients, he would never Let him mess around in his own territory.
Qin Yu's mind was full of messy thoughts, and he recited subconsciously in his mouth. This is an excerpt of a non-confidential scripture. It expresses praise and respect for Daojun throughout the text. Basically, all Xiling believers can memorize them. When praying, you have to recite it several times.
Even if it was just an ordinary piece of text, in the presence of a large number of high-level priests and the leadership of the throne, saints, and cardinals, it still produced incredible changes.
A large amount of holy light poured out of nothingness, and in this huge shrine, a huge phantom was condensed, and they all bowed down to the ground reverently, expressing their awe. Gradually, the chanting sounds resounding in the hall became neat and unified, and the sacred and majestic aura was surging and reverberating continuously.
Ji Xiangtian looked pious, and he was dressed in a gorgeous and wide robe of the throne. He held the scepter of Xiling, and perfectly played the role of the spokesperson of the Taoist emperor in the world.
Gradually, the holy light began to gather around him, which is the will of the Taoist in the dark, a gift to the devout believers.
Although Ji Xiangtian's cultivation base, this level of holy light, even if the number is more, is basically useless to him, but it is a symbol of identity and status.
As the throne of Xiling, at this time, he is like a sun that illuminates the world, and the surrounding saints, cardinals, and all the great priests are the stars surrounding him.
The eyes of countless priests converged, showing respect and yearning. Under the strong holy light, the emotions of surrender and awe instinctively poured out from the bottom of their hearts.
The great priests continued to go out, and the ordinary priests also began to gather holy light around them, but most of them were only a thin layer. In today's hall, they are like fireflies under the bright stars.
At this moment, Ji Xiangtian, who was wrapped in a large amount of holy light, suddenly opened his eyes, and his peripheral vision swept down inadvertently.
Because at this time, the scope of the gift of holy light has expanded to the edge of the temple, and Qin Yu's position is there.
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Neat, majestic, and majestic prayers spread out through a special formation, covering the entire Xiling Shrine.
Looking at the endless holy light sprinkled on the sky above, the devout believers surrounding the shrine fell to their knees and chanted with the surrounding priests.
The priest in red who was leading the way changed his calm and self-controlled appearance before. His white face was flushed with excitement, and his eyes were full of enthusiasm. It seemed that if he hadn't been in charge of leading the way, he would be kneeling on the ground now.
He took two quick steps, and his tone showed urgency in his pride, "We are a little late. Your Excellency God Throne and the others have completed their prayers, and the gift of holy light is about to begin. All the distinguished guests of the Shadow Clan, please hurry up."
Zhou Li frowned secretly, she has no interest in the so-called Xiling sacrifice now, there is only one thought in her mind, until now Qin Yu has no movement, do you think she really dare not expose him
If he really thinks like this... Zhou Li sneered secretly, she will never be soft-hearted this time, and must completely stop him from continuing to kill!
Finally, the sacrificial ceremony arrived. As specially invited people to watch the ceremony, although they could not enter the main hall, they could still clearly see everything inside while standing outside the hall.
In addition to the Shadow Clan, there were some people present, so Zhou Li glanced at her and retracted her eyes, she couldn't bring herself to focus on other things now.
But at this moment, her eyes suddenly widened, because in the prayer hall, among the priests in red, the black spot was so conspicuous.
Why is Qin Yu here? What is he going to do
Zhou Li's thoughts were in chaos, although she was already preparing for the worst, but that obviously didn't include being exposed at the sacrificial ceremony to keep Qin Yu safe and sound.
And obviously, today's sacrifice is in Xiling, it should be a very important thing.
Under the black robe, Qin Yu frowned slightly. He seemed to notice what was behind him, and then raised his head slightly, so the eyes of the two met in mid-air.
The next moment, the holy light in the hall suddenly gathered like a mad roar.
Small holy spirits appeared one by one, and they surrounded Qin Yu, cheering and singing constantly. The rich holy light illuminated the dull faces of the surrounding priests.
In the center of the sacrificial ceremony, Your Excellency the Throne, who was standing on the main sacrificial seat, even though he was mentally prepared, his palm holding the scepter of Xiling was still bulging with blue veins.
He didn't expect that, with the bonus of the chief priest's seat, he could only be on an equal footing with Qin Yu. If he changed his position... He originally wanted to use today's sacrifice to suppress the threat brought by Qin Yu, but now he has moved a stone to himself. foot.
Feeling the gathered eyes of the saints and cardinals, Ji Xiangtian took a deep breath and suppressed all emotional fluctuations.
But at this moment, another change appeared, and the holy light around Qin Yu's body suddenly burned like a flame.
In the distortion of space, a figure wearing golden armor with twelve pairs of wings growing behind her appeared. She held a long sword and appeared in front of Qin Yu in a half-kneeling manner.
At this moment, the entire interior of the temple was dead silent, even the gasping sound completely dissipated.
Dorelis, one of the most powerful gods under the Holy Monarch's command, is a legendary existence familiar to all the people of Xiling's sect. But now, her projection actually appeared, and she knelt in front of this black-robed man of unknown origin.
In the legend, the proud Lord Dorelis would only kneel to the Daojun and his spokesperson in the world... Therefore, the impact brought by the scene in front of you can be imagined, even if the saints and cardinals who knew some of the situation long ago Bishops, my heart is also shaking.
Ji Xiangtian's face was ashen!
Outside the shrine, Zhou Li widened his eyes, opened his mouth slightly, and his face was inconceivable.
At a glance just now, she was sure that the person she saw was Qin Yu.
That is to say, standing in the shrine at this moment, the person who has attracted much attention is him.
But on the way, the priest in red who led the way had already excitedly told them something about the sacrificial ceremony and the gift of holy light.
Daojun is the most devout believer in the world, of course, their great lord of the throne, but why is this scene right now
Qin Yu, what did he do
Until this moment, she didn't think about it, Qin Yu was recognized by these holy lights because of himself.
Zhou Li was only accustomed to believe that he was doing something... and it was at an important sacrificial ceremony in Xiling.
Sure enough, Qin Yu is still on the road to death as always, and is challenging more and more difficulties.
Is he really not afraid of death
But soon, with Ji Xiangtian's voice, Zhou Li's habitual thinking was completely shattered.
"Today, I would like to take this opportunity to introduce to all the staff in Xiling that I have taught His Highness the Holy Son who has been hidden from the outside for many years." Ji Xiangtian raised his hand, "His name, Qin Yu!"
"For some reason, the Holy Son of Qin Yu was approved by Lord Dorelis to exercise part of the authority of the Holy Monarch on his behalf. Therefore, from now on, the Holy Son of Qin Yu is second only to this seat in the West Tomb, and has been awarded the title of the Apostle of the Spirit."
wow—
All the voices disappeared completely at this moment, and Zhou Li stood there blankly, his whole figure seemed to have lost his soul. She finally realized that everything was just her own imagination, Qin Yu was not under control... Or more precisely, he was Ning Qin.
So Qin Yu can be safe again and again, it is not luck, but because he has enough strength.
At this moment, countless fragmented memories emerged from the depths of her mind. She thought of the strangeness on Feng Qing's face when she mentioned Ning Qin in Xuanyun Building, and the strangeness on her face when Yun Die sent her away. Weird feeling.
It turns out that everyone knows... I am the only one kept in the dark...
No wonder yesterday, Qin Yu could sit on the sofa with a calm and unmoving posture. He was really confident, and he really didn't need to be afraid.
That is to say, she has been alive since she met her, and in the lies he weaves, she is like a clown, doing self-righteous things.
Ha ha ha, that's ridiculous!