The Temple of Sky, Sanderan stood in front of the corridor connecting the side hall.

He stared blankly at the tall pottery jar of waiting for people placed in front of the window. The wall of the jar was painted with a pilgrimage scene of the first generation of saints.

The sea of ​​sunflowers, the statue of King Rydericki, the sacred ladder, and the goblin messengers who welcome him.

Of course, the painter has never seen the scene from hundreds of years ago with his own eyes. Such a sacred scene is just a imagination.

The Sky Temple is completely different from before, from simplicity and roughness to exquisite and luxurious.

Colored glass windows, snow-white curtains, and painted pottery sacrificial vessels decorate the temple.

The gate of the temple was made of copper, and even the original pillars were turned into gilt and silver-inlaid. Some exquisite sacrificial utensils were enough to scare some small nobles in the countryside.

A group of priests who walked by hurriedly dressed in burqas they wore during the sacrifices and saw Sanderan saluting.

"Master Priest."

But after the ceremony, they hurriedly left.

They dared not get too close to Sandian.

By bringing ritual power to Hinsae, Sandman finally became the chief priest of the Sky Temple a few years later.

But his situation was not good. The various priests and families inherited from the branch of the royal blood family were joining forces to offset Sandian's influence, and the major temples were weakening the power of the Sky Temple.

The royal blood descendants seem to have disappeared, but the royal family still continues in another way.

They felt that becoming a priest was an insult to the priest family and noble bloodline. The young priests of the priests disdained to enter the Sky Temple and turned to other temples in large numbers.

Although Sanderan became the main priest of the Sky Temple, he could only control the Sky Temple, and even the Sky Temple could not be completely controlled.

He is the head of all priests as the name of the Sky Temple.

But in fact, as temples in other places gradually rose, the Temple of Sky gradually lost its original role and became a symbolic existence.

Among them, there is also the acquiescence of King Henil.

He also noticed that King Henil was deliberately dividing the power of the priests, and his arrival and the establishment of nine ritual temples were the beginning.

But Sanderan didn't care about this.

What Sandane cares about is that the power of the priests has not changed much in these years.

The power of the ritual was treasured by various temples, and a large number of high-level priests were still unable to become spiritual priests. They could not learn the knowledge they brought back from the kingdom of God.

In order to protect their own interests and power, each temple prohibits the priests of other temples from learning and using their own rituals, as if they regard the power of the ritual as their own belongings.

They kept the power of rituals and only allowed their own people to learn, and had no interest in teaching and pioneering the power of rituals on a large scale.

Some temple priests even believe that making miracles a thing that ordinary people can use is a blasphemy against the power of priests.

Of course Sanderan knew what these people were thinking, but he was still very disappointed.

"Why is this always happening!"

A young priest came out after hearing Sandian's words, bowed behind Sandian and said.

"Because people like you and the Saints are the very few."

"but."

“Only people like the saints and you can change the world.”

The young priest was born into a small aristocratic family in the city. His family belonged to the side branch of the Hosen family hundreds of years ago. At that time, he had lost his power at some point.

For two hundred years, he was the only one in the family who suddenly awakened his wisdom and power, became a priest and entered the Temple of the Sky.

He is the glory of their family.

There are quite a few people like him, and many children of businessmen or civilians will also awaken their power at birth.

Since King Rydericky's inheritance, as generations of three-leaf people reproduce over the years, the royal family has grown and scattered, and the blood of myths has become more and more numerous, and people with hidden bloodlines have become more and more widespread.

Therefore, more and more priests who came from the bottom but had the power of wisdom emerged.

The priests of most families rely on power and gifts to inherit their bloodlines.

These priests who came from a very small family basically relied on nature to awaken.

It is said that these naturally awakened priests are more talented and should be more valued and cultivated.

However, the reality is that these priests with natural awakening are excluded, and they are strongly suppressed and rejected by the high priest families.

Sanderan shook his head and said the old saying.

"The saints changed the world, and the gods who gave everything to the Three Leaf people."

"I am nothing more than a saint's will."

Sanderan turned around and pushed open the gate of the corridor and walked towards the temple.

"I am the shadow of the saints, their ideal successor."

There was a light flashing in the priest's eyes. He admired Sandane very much, and he believed that the other party was a great priest.

Sanderan brought light and hope to the world. Although he was born in a small way, he had a broad mind and ideals.

The priest chased after him and said to Sandane.

"Mr. Sandman, I know what you think."

“You want to live the ideals of the saints, you want more people to become the power to open up new eras, you want miracles to spread to every corner of the world.”

"You want-"

"The civilization of the Three Leaf people has entered a new era."

Sanderan turned around and he looked at the other person carefully.

From his eyes, he could see that the other person was full of sincerity and enthusiasm.

It's like.

Just like myself in the past.

The young priest continued: "In my hometown and in many cities, they also long to be spiritual priests and to become members of the world that change the world."

“They can be your followers, you can be your ideal heirs to you and the saints.”

"And I."

"You can bring them over for you."

Sanderan's eyes gradually shone, and his expression became completely different.

"Really?"

"They can come to the Sky Temple, anyone can."

"I can teach them all the ritual arrays, and I will not hesitate to all the knowledge I have."

The young priest kneeled on the ground with his hands on his chest.

"Sir Sandian."

“We will always be grateful for your great mind, you are a true preacher.”

Sandane found his fellow travelers and followers, and the two began to plan their ideals and futures.

Sanderan suddenly felt that his life was different.

He had what he wanted to do, and he also vaguely saw the direction he was moving forward.

The priest left the Temple of Sky with confidence to recruit those priests who were willing to serve Sandian.

However, just as Sand'an waited for the priest to return with great anticipation.

At a dark dawn, the priest was dying and covered in scars and lifted up to the Sky Temple.

Sanderan put on a burqa embroidered with nine mysterious symbols and rushed to the side room of the temple.

The priest had only one breath left and opened his eyes and looked at Sandian with all his might.

Sanderan's voice was a little hoarse: "Who did it?"

The priest smiled weakly: "It's just an accident."

Sanderan didn't believe it, he could guess who did it.

Those priests who were hostile to him, those temple priests who did not allow the ritual array to be published.

Among them, the one who is most hostile to him is the Tito family.

But he also knew that even though he knew that it was them, he could not do what to do with them directly.

But the people beside him cried and said, "It was a group of priests who attacked us, and they used the power of the ritual."

Blood kept pouring out of the young priest's mouth, but Sanderan could do nothing.

In this era, crude medical skills have no way to deal with such serious injuries.

"Sir Sandan!"

"I'm sorry, I didn't make anything for your ideal."
To be continued...