The fat man screamed in pain, and the frozen expression on his face quickly turned into surprise, and he said in a trembling voice: "Is it you? Junior Brother Wang Tian?"
Hearing this strange yet familiar title, Wang Tian couldn't even speak, and finally nodded vigorously.
After receiving Wang Tian's affirmative reply, tears suddenly appeared on the woman's face, and she threw herself into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest, and began to sob.
Feeling the woman's trembling and soft body, Wang Tian felt a warmth that he had never experienced before surged in his heart. He suppressed his emotions and said softly: "Xue'er, we can still meet.
, it’s a very happy thing, why are you crying! Tell Brother Xiaotian, tell me how you’ve been lately?”
Hearing Wang Tian's words, Xue'er raised her head hard and burst into laughter. The next moment, she suddenly jumped out of Wang Tian's arms and pulled out a small mirror from somewhere. She flipped through it in a panic, her little face suddenly became...
Like a red apple, he glanced at Wang Tian secretly and said, "Brother Xiaotian, am I ugly like this?"
Wang Tian's face was filled with softness and he smiled and said: "Xue'er will always be the most beautiful in my eyes."
Xueer smiled happily and regained her cheerful personality. She kept Wang Tian talking, and her "chicking" laughter could be heard from time to time.
Behind them, the Pope, Nozdormu, and the brothers of the Nameless Faction suddenly felt ignored.
Especially the Pope, whose face became extremely ugly. Ever since the cardinal of the Guangming Cult brought Lin Xueer back to the temple, the Pope liked Lin Xueer very much and gave her everything he had to him, treating her as his own.
My biological daughter pampers and spoils me.
I didn't expect that some "Brother Xiaotian" would pop up randomly nowadays? I just ignored myself!
The more the Pope thought about it, the angrier he became. When he saw the two tired people together, his face darkened and he coughed suddenly.
Lin Xueer raised her brows slightly, wrinkled her cute little nose, pursed her lips, looked towards the Pope, and asked angrily: "Old Pope, what's wrong with you? Your throat feels uncomfortable?"
Wang Tian was speechless when he heard this. He was originally worried that Xue'er would be bullied in the Temple of Light, but he didn't expect that she was the real "Great Emperor"!
The pope's face changed countless colors, and finally he looked sullen, like an angry little daughter-in-law.
The people in the Anonymous Sect suppressed their faces and turned purple, but they didn't dare to laugh.
"Hahaha... This little girl is good. I like it. Old Pope, hehe..." Nozdormu didn't buy the Pope's fault at all, stroking his beard and saying with a laugh.
Seeing the Pope's face getting darker and darker, Wang Tian hurriedly came out to smooth things over. If the Pope treated Xue'er a little bit badly, his face would be nothing. But he has taken good care of Xue'er for so long, and
The virtue of teaching, such a great kindness, must be repaid.
"Xue'er, why are you talking to the Pope!"
Hearing Wang Tian's displeased tone, Xue'er thought he was afraid of the Pope because of what he said, so she continued: "Brother Xiaotian, you don't have to be afraid of him, he..."
Before Xue'er could finish speaking, the pope laughed angrily and said, "Oh, he's still afraid of me. It's okay if I'm not afraid of him. They came to my temple and first destroyed my statue, and then deposed one of my senior ranks.
A Christian, will he be afraid of me?"
After hearing the Pope's words, Xue'er and others' expressions suddenly froze, and they looked at Wang Tian in disbelief.
Master Wuming was the first to react and said in surprise: "Tian'er, what have you experienced in these years? Your cultivation..."
Wang Tian gave a bitter smile and said: "This cannot be explained clearly in one sentence." Then he looked at Nozdormu behind him and said: "This is my teacher Nozdormu, Xue'er, if you don't invite us in,
Do you want to sit down?"
After hearing this, Xue'er obediently walked to Nozdormu and led them towards the garden behind the temple.
Wu Ming, Zhuge Shi, Luo Chen and others followed closely. Their hearts were full of curiosity and horror at this time. They had been in the Guangming Cult for so many years and were very aware of the power of the Cult, but the teacher of their junior brother actually gave no warning at all.
The Pope's face, what kind of person is he?
Besides, judging from the Pope's tone, the junior brother's strength is actually so terrifying?!
"What on earth did he go through?"
…
In the garden behind the temple, a group of people sat around a stone table. Wang Tian recounted his almost legendary experience in detail.
He did not shy away from the Pope. The reason was simple. Nozdormu was strong enough to suppress him, so sooner or later they would be "family"!
Wang Tian spoke in a calm tone, making everyone sigh.
From when he left the Wuming Sect and met Chi You, the remnant soul of Emperor Xuanyuan, to when he bravely broke into the Yama Forest and was swallowed by the Golden Eagle.
When he awakens the Yuanzhu, he accumulates a lot of knowledge, and a dragon flies into the sky...
Scenes of thrilling scenes were slowly told by Wang Tian in a calm tone. Except for the matter of Qiankun Pearl and Xiao Hei, he almost recounted everything he had experienced in his life.
When Wang Tian finished speaking, everyone present felt deeply shocked and horrified.
Then Wang Tian told everything about the great catastrophe of heaven and earth.
One wave after another, and before everyone's hearts could calm down, they were hit by another heavy bomb, which made them dizzy.
The Pope even couldn't help but bounce up from his seat and pointed at Wang Tian. His horrified expression was self-evident. Then he looked at Nozdormu's indifferent expression and believed that all this was true.
After a long time, the Pope sighed secretly and said: "Tell me all this. I think you want to defeat me. I want to know what on earth you are going to do? I am also a cultivator on this continent, and I still know what it means to be a leader.
Next, An has the intention of finishing the egg."
Wang Tian and Nozdormu looked at each other and said:
"Your Majesty the Pope, I said before that with the help of a divine object, I established a God of War alliance in the Mayan continent and the True Demon Continent. Through their belief in the God of War, I will gain a strong power of faith. But now
Now, apart from knowing that the power of faith can help me understand the rules, I still cannot use them. I want to know how His Majesty the Pope understands and uses the power of faith."
"Fantasy?!"
A strange light flashed in the Pope's eyes, and he opened his mouth to speak.
But a trace of determination flashed across Wang Tian's face, and he continued: "Furthermore, I hope that His Majesty the Pope can lead the Light Religion and believe in me, the God of War!"
"This is impossible!" His Majesty the Pope's face changed drastically, and he shouted like a cat whose tail was stepped on.
A cold light flashed in Nozdormu's eyes, and he said coldly: "Little guy, I am now a believer of Tian'er. Could it be that my status as a believer has insulted you? Although I don't know the difference in the power of your beliefs, but I
I’m sure that after you believe in the God of War, you will definitely get more than what you have now!”
"Your Highness Nozdormu? Are you a believer of that kid now? How is this possible, with your level of cultivation..." Horror and suspicion flashed across the Pope's face.
Nozdormu's eyes flashed with a bright light: "I broke through to the Emperor level thousands of years ago. However, after learning the truth of the Dao, I was originally disheartened by it, but after becoming an apostle of Tian'er, I regained hope!
I am only glad to be Tian'er's apostle and have no regrets! I guarantee with the tens of thousands of years of credibility of the dragon lineage that these words are true."
The Pope was shocked by Nozdormu's words. He felt mixed emotions for a moment. He couldn't help but stand up and pace back and forth in the garden. From time to time he raised his head and glanced at Wang Tian, and then glanced at Nozdormu in confusion.
Finally, the Pope looked at Lin Xue'er, who had been staring at Wang Tian non-stop, and said softly: "Xue'er, you are the saint of the temple, what is your opinion?"
Xue'er scratched her head, pretending to think, and said after a moment: "Of course I will join brother Xiaotian's God of War camp. Of course, old man, if you can come over, then I don't need to call you.
Old man, well... I can't help but pluck your beard, how about that?"
The Pope was immediately furious and said: "You Lin Xue'er, I... I raised you in vain, hum!"
The Pope angrily sat down on the bench without saying a word.
Xue'er suppressed her smile, walked up behind the Pope, stretched out her little hand to hold the Pope's shoulders, and said: "Okay, boss, why are you acting like a child? The Pope... Oh, teacher, just follow Xue'er once,
Ok?"
The Pope glanced at Lin Xueer helplessly, and said with a wry smile: "That's all, that's all! As long as that kid fights with me and convinces me, I will join his bastard, the God of War Alliance!"
When Xueer heard this, she immediately said anxiously: "No, you are the pope of the Guangming Sect, how can you..."
"good!"
Unexpectedly, Wang Tian suddenly spoke up, interrupted Xue'er's words, and agreed to the matter.
"I agree!"
Nozdormu on the side also reconsidered.
Wuming and others didn't want to say anything at this time, they just looked at Wang Tian worriedly.
When the Pope saw that Wang Tian had agreed, his expression softened and he said, "You decide the time and place. I can do it at any time."
Wang Tian smiled slightly and said: "It is better to choose a day than to hit the sun. Now, I am not familiar with this place. The location should be chosen by the Pope."
The Pope wanted to wait a little longer, but Wang Tian was so ignorant of current affairs that he gave him a cold look and said, "In that case, I won't take advantage of you. Let's go to the Mozambique Valley in the Tanggula Plain!"
After saying that, the Pope wrapped his arms around Xueer and disappeared into a flash of white light.
Wang Tian looked at the nameless master and his brothers who were looking worried, and his heart warmed, and he said, "Master, don't worry. Teacher Nozdormu is here, everything will be fine. Do you want to take a look?"
Wuming hesitated for a while and stopped talking.
The second senior brother, Zhuge Shi, was the first to say: "Little junior brother, we can't help you even if we go. I'll prepare a few tables of good food and wait for you to come back and try my craftsmanship. And this is the best I can provide."
You choose the high-level elixir."
After speaking, Zhuge Shi took out a storage ring, handed it to Wang Tian, and said with a smile: "These are the private collection of the old Pope."
Wang Tian grinned, took the ring from the second senior brother's hand, glanced at it, took only a few bottles of elixirs, handed them to Zhuge Shi, and said with a smile: "Then I will thank senior brother here, I must do more."
Oh, I miss senior brother's food very much."
Zhuge Shi frowned slightly when he saw several bottles of low-grade elixirs in Wang Tian's hand. He was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wang Tian, who said: "Fighting with that old guy like the Pope, taking medicine won't help, hehe.
,It's fine."
Third senior brother Luo Chen, with a slightly stern look on his face, said: "My elixirs are all at second senior brother's place. I won't go either. I'll help second senior brother arrange a celebration banquet for younger junior brother. Come on, younger junior brother, beat that girl up."
.”
Wuming glanced at Wang Tian with comfort, and said: "Be careful, if the founder can see that Wuming has sent a person like you, he will be very happy. Okay, okay..."
"I'll try."
Wang Tian bowed to the unknown master and his senior brothers, then turned to look at Nozdormu and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, master."