Hitomi's voice was not loud, not even clear.
But it blasted in everyone's ears like Hong Zhong Dalu.
The god-shaking priests woke up in an instant, their faces flushed and their breath rushed, as if they were thinking of something extremely ashamed, and then this shame turned into absolute anger, making them no longer afraid of Yujiaolong.
A trash who defected from the temple.
Coming back now is just to die.
Why are you afraid of it
So the priests who had "awakened" raised their hands at the same time, and once again shouted uniformly: "When you see the high priest, don't kneel down!"
"Don't kneel down yet!"
The sound reverberates in the hall.
It's like the fireworks set off by the people during the Spring Festival.
In the Hall of Birth and Death, which is not too bright, it exploded.
But these people forgot one thing.
Chu Weiyuan rarely kneeled.
She has kneeled down a handful of times in her life.
Kneeling for the first time was to worship Tong as a teacher.
After kneeling for the second time after apprenticeship, Tong led her to see Zun Ziwei.
Kneeling for the third time, after losing all his power, he knelt in front of Hitomi.
The last time was also the most humiliating one.
Knowing the uncontrollability of Chu Weiyuan, Tong had always suppressed her a little bit deliberately. The effect was not very good before, but after Chu Weiyuan lost his skill, this suppression became unscrupulous.
On the way that Chu Weili left the temple to Chang'an, she used to swear to a goddess in a temple on the side of the road.
I will never kneel to anyone again in my life.
Now, she is back, and she has the strength to not kneel down.
So when facing Hitomi, Chu Weihui was still calm.
"In the whole temple, no one deserves my knees."
"Bold!"
The priests who came back to their senses heard such a rebellious remark, and said quickly: "Please also ask the priest of the seven killings to punish Chu Weili and punishing her for the crime of disrespect!"
Hitomi smiled: "Chang'an raises people, you have changed a lot from before."
"That's because you know too little about me." Chu Weihui said.
"You said that there is no one in the temple worthy of your kneeling. Then in the entire Great Wilderness, is there someone worthy of your kneeling?" Tong was a little curious.
Chu Weili nodded.
Hitomi: "Let's talk about it?"
"Goddess." Chu Weihui said.
Hitomi nodded: "This can be."
"Look at the subject." Chu Weihui continued.
"Huh?" Tong smiled: "Sure enough, you still want to be Yue Jingyu's daughter-in-law."
Chu Weilong: "Heh."
"Anymore?"
Chu Weiwei thought for a while, and said, "Master."
Tong's face sank instantly, horribly cold. He tapped his fingers on the armrest of the throne and said indifferently: "Chu Weili, don't think that you are going to Chang'an, even if you are embracing the master's thick legs. Don’t think that if there is a priest Lianzhen to support you, this seat dare not do anything to you. This is the Hall of Birth and Death, and the goddess gave me the power to live and kill."
Chu Weihui said lightly: "The goddess has not given you power, so don't be passionate. The power granted by the goddess is to the person in this position. You can sit in this position, and so can I."
Hitomi's anger almost came out of his eyes.
But soon he calmed down again.
"It seems that I still underestimated my proud disciple after all." Hitomi said: "I have always reserved the position of the Grand Priest in the Hall of Birth and Death. Come back."
Everyone in the temple felt that this was the best solution.
Isn't Chu Weiyu coming back just to become a great priest again
Moreover, the priest of the seven kills agreed to let her return to the position of the great priest, which in a disguised form was equivalent to admitting that he had made a mistake in the first place, which was a kind of submissiveness.
The high priest of the temple never admits mistakes, and never subdues.
There is no precedent for an apology in the Birth and Death Hall.
This has created a precedent for the entire temple.
What dissatisfaction does Chu Weihui still have
Chu Weiwei sighed, "Do you think this is a gift?"
Hitomi: "Isn't it?"
Chu Weihui smiled.
She raised her head and closed her eyes.
The pictures of the past began to slowly pass through her mind.
On Suzaku Lake, Zhou Fei exhausted all his means, imprinting the formation with swords and talisman, and finally killed Wanghuan.
In the stone room of the temple, a letter came from Hengzongdao, and inside it was Qiao Huaixi's Qianqiu.
A rune that integrates the thousand-year history of the Great Wilderness.
In her hands, it turned into a long scroll of history, rolling through the entire temple.
Also involved himself in Chang'an.
In the magical mountain gate.
Those damn stones blocked her way.
The frosty sword intent of Mr. Xin from the Academy opened the way for himself.
This ray of sword intent was finally merged into Qianqiu by Chu Weihui.
Chu
Wei Wei slowly lowered his head and took out the page of paper from his sleeves.
Crumpled paper.
Hitomi's eyes shrank sharply.
Because he felt the killing intent.
Endless, killing intent that cannot be dodged.
Chu Weili held the talisman paper with two fingers, and gently threw it towards the pupil.
In the Hall of Birth and Death, the breath turned into a wave, spreading out wave after wave.
He crossed the hall door, flowed through the courtyard in front of the hall, and flew along the stone steps into the pear forest.
In the silence.
Someone stood up, and after walking a few steps, he returned to his position.
Then patted it with a palm.
The ground is cracked.
In the hall of Lian Zhen, priest Lian Zhen shook his head, his eyes looked compassionate.
After the storm.
Kneeled in the Hall of Birth and Death.
All the priests and deacons knelt on the ground, their foreheads pressed tightly against the ground.
The body was trembling.
The throne of the Hall of Birth and Death has shattered.
Hitomi sat on the ground, and the blanket on his body had become dusty, revealing his yanjia legs and yanjia arms.
Chu Weirong's breathing was a little bit short, and big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his face turned pale.
But the expression is still indifferent.
Hitomi raised his hand and covered his left eye.
There was originally a blindfold here.
It's gone now.
His expression was very confused.
"how so?"
"The talented demon pupil hasn't worked, making you very confused?" Chu Weiling said.
Hitomi looked up at her: "Reason?"
Chu Weihui smiled: "Don't you say that the power here is given by the goddess? Then I kill you, and the goddess gave me the power, do you have an opinion?"
Hitomi was furious.
Hitomi was in pain.
Hitomi is dead.
The arrogant priest of the seven kills died.
Chu Weihuan let out a long sigh, put the talisman away, and then turned around.
She looked at the priests and deacons who were kneeling on the ground, and suddenly felt that they were ridiculous and pitiful.
"From today, I am the priest of the Seven Kills." Chu Weihui said lightly, "From now on, I have the final say and I have finished my words. Who agrees and who opposes?"
"Participate in the seven priests." The kneeling people below shouted uniformly.
Respectful and fearful.
Chu Weili whispered, "The lines this fellow Zhou Fei taught me are quite useful."
(End of this chapter)