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1245. Chapter 1245 Terrible conspiracy 1

Temple.

As soon as the high priest crossed the river, a servant came up: "High priest, you are back, your old friend, Lord Raphras, ask for a visit."

"Master Rafa? Very good. I haven't seen him for a long time."

A long distance away, a tall man came up with him. His face was gloomy. Even when he smiled, he seemed to be angry. His eyes were slightly slanted down, his face was long and dark, and his robe looked like a Taoist robe and a monk robe.

, it looks particularly weird.

He spoke from a distance: "High Priest, long time no see. You are so dusty, but you are back from a long distance?"

"That's right. I went out to find something, and I only came back after half a year. Master, long time no see. What wind has blown you?"

"I have just returned from traveling around the world. I'm about to share some experiences with you."

"Please, please inside."

The two of them spoke while walking in. Both of them lamented quite a bit. Mr. Rafah and Yihun had always had a good relationship. It is said that he was Yihun's half-brother. He believed in the divine religion in his early years, so he became a monk.

But he is unruly by nature and always travels around the world.

The temple was shrouded in the heavy snow in the middle of winter. Although the pines and cypresses were still green, there was nowhere to be seen everywhere, and a sense of desolation appeared. Master Rafa looked around and sighed, "I haven't seen it for a few years, and the temple is much more depressed."

"Oh, don't mention it."

Master Rafa looked at the loser in the battle between the divine power and the royal power, and of course he understood his mood. He thought that the sacrificial decrees had been deposed, what value does this temple have?

The high priest sneered: "The sacrificial decree has been deposed by His Majesty. Who is still here? The sacred temple of the past is now deserted. We are being taken away from our souls, like fleshless walking corpses."

"Oh! This is really a misfortune in my northern country."

Master Rafa was an old-school northern aristocrat. Although he had traveled to the Central Plains and other places for many years, he had all been involved in Buddhism and Taoism, and was considered a miscellaneous scholar, but in his heart, he was a northerner.

"I heard about this when I came back, and I was very sad. When I talked to Lord Yihun, Lord Yihun was also very sad."
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