Zhou Huayang thought very clearly about making holy rhymes for the Holy Light Church.
Of course, if Dragon Spear knew these things, he would definitely be very dissatisfied.
Because when the Holy See becomes stronger, it will cause a chain reaction. The greatest characteristic of Shengyun is that it can cultivate masters in a short period of time.
On the other hand, Chinese martial arts will not work, unless the evil skills of the Corpse God Cult can achieve rapid achievement of strength at the expense of killing innocent people.
Otherwise, Dragon Spear will become more and more passive.
But the relationship between Zhou Huayang and the Holy Light Holy See is not between Party B and Party A.
Now the Vatican is asking for help from him, and he, Zhou Huayang, does not need to act based on the Vatican's face.
In other words, when he wants to make Shengyun, how long it takes and even the potential of Shengyun are all controlled by Zhou Huayang.
That's why he dared to propose a deal with the Holy See.
At this moment, Saint Sol obviously did not expect this. He just wanted Zhou Huayang to cooperate with them.
Saint Sol stared at Zhou Huayang for a while, then nodded, "Okay, I'll take you to visit the treasure house of our Holy See that has been hidden for thousands of years, so that you can see our heritage!"
Saint Sol had no reason not to agree.
For the Holy See, sacred rhyme is the most important.
On the other hand, if we look at the things in the treasure house, how can any treasure that the Holy See can use be left to gather dust in the treasure house?
Exchanging one or several treasures for one holy rhyme, or exchanging several holy rhymes for one treasure, is a very cost-effective transaction.
How to exchange them specifically is a matter later.
Saint Sol stood up, raised his hand, and invited with a smile: "Please, I will show you the treasure house of the Holy See."
"Freya, you are coming too."
He glanced at Yun Huaying.
Finally, his eyes fell on the little fat pig.
"What a cute and powerful pet. The Holy See has also tried to tame this kind of spiritual beast."
As the group walked, Saint Sol's topic turned to Fatty.
In fact, he had already left seclusion. He knew everything about the fighting in the other courtyard, but he just didn't say it out loud.
He was shocked by Zhou Huayang's swordsmanship, but it was natural.
I remember that he had fought against a Chinese swordsman back then and had seen magical sword techniques such as sword control.
What is most concerning is Fatty's mental strength.
After being in charge of the Holy See for hundreds of years, Saint Sol encountered such a powerful and special spiritual beast for the first time.
If this were more than ten or twenty years ago, his mental strength might not be comparable to this little wild boar.
I'm afraid not many people would dare to believe it if it spreads, right?
Noticing Saint Sol's gaze, Fatty'er felt frightened and stared back with his red eyes.
After hesitating for a moment, it struggled in Yun Huaying's arms and turned around, with its butt facing Saint Sol.
The buttocks and tail twisted twice.
"..." With an astonishing IQ, Saint Sol was a little speechless, but also found it funny, so he silently looked away.
Yun Huaying patted Fatty'er's butt gently, "You guy, the Pope is just surprised by your talent, there is no malice."
"If Mr. Zhou is willing, the Holy See can exchange it for four spiritual weapons!"
If coveting is not malicious, then Saint Sol is indeed not malicious.
Zhou Huayang laughed, full of disdain.
Saint Sol also knew the answer immediately and nodded carelessly, "There are some things that cannot be exchanged for any treasure."
He just mentioned it casually.
Putting aside the so-called feelings, anyone with brains and knowledge knows the potential of Fatty.
This is a precious pet that cannot be exchanged for any spiritual weapon, no matter how many spiritual weapons it is.
Given time, its strength is expected to reach great heights.
Following Saint Sol, making many twists and turns, about ten minutes later, the group arrived at the top floor of the Holy Inquisition.
The gorgeous and dazzling door is surrounded by countless little angels and is also decorated with reliefs such as cinnamon branches and plants.
This is the treasure house of the Holy Light Church.
Including the library not far away, there are no guards in these places where many secret treasures are hidden.
This is the headquarters of the Holy Light Church, and the Hall of Light is also guarded by mysterious powers.
There is also a faint fluorescent light flowing on the door, which is obviously due to some kind of restriction.
If someone in the world really sneaks in here quietly and steals things, with such strength, I am afraid that even the Holy See, including the Pope, will be unable to do anything to this person.
Saint Sol reached out and pressed lightly, and the door slowly opened, accompanied by a faint light.
"please."
Saint Sol looked a little more proud and proud, and turned sideways to invite.
Zhou Huayang and Yun Huaying stepped into it.
The area of the treasure house is not large, it is more than 200 to 300 square meters.
There are rows of exquisite display racks, and most of the things displayed on them are restrained in brilliance, dim and simple.
"There are more than 1,300 items in the Holy Light Holy See's treasure house, 872 of which are from China."
On one side Saint Sol introduced softly.
"I believe Mr. Zhou is familiar with these, right?"
Saint Sol said, casually picking up an ancient cyan sword from the nearest display rack.
The ancient sword was unsheathed, and a dazzling white light suddenly appeared, while the cold front was dense.
"How does this sword compare to your sword?"
Saint Sol handed over the ancient sword.
Ye Qing looked at it for a few times and nodded solemnly, "It's almost the same."
This is a spiritual weapon sword!
When I glanced up, in addition to swords, there were also a dazzling array of items such as inner armor, elixirs, jade slips, secret books, etc.
Most of them come from China.
Obviously, these things were not obtained through formal channels.
The rest are witchcraft, evil magic weapons, Vatican instruments containing holy light and other objects.
Zhou Huayang remained calm and showed no emotion.
No matter how you got it, it's all in the past.
He only cares whether there is anything he needs in it.
Nearly half an hour of wandering.
"How about it, is there anything you like?"
The Pope asked, "Even if it doesn't exist, you just have to ask for it. With my ability, I can find it for you."
"Twenty light stones, plus these two bottles of elixirs, I can make a holy rhyme for you."
Zhou Huayang put forward conditions.
"Twenty light stones! Are you kidding me?"
Saint Sol narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the glass cabinet where the bright stones were stored.
The entire Holy See’s Bright Stone savings are also here.
About ninety.
It is rare in quantity and its value to the Holy See is far greater than that of unused Chinese spiritual weapons.
Saint Sol shook his head and gestured, "Five!"
The aloof Pope and Zhou Huayang now looked like street stall owners and passers-by.
Some haggling.
"Fifteen, plus the seeds of Mary's Tears."
Zhou Huayang was categorical and could not refuse.
Saint Sol was stunned for a moment by the sudden mention of Tears of Mary. Of course, this thing could not be grown. He was very curious about the purpose of Zhou Huayang's sudden request for this thing.
Saint Sol frowned and stared at Zhou Huayang for a while, knowing that fifteen would be Zhou Huayang's bottom line.
"good!"
Saint Sol nodded, "But I also want the secret method to force Sheng Yun to recognize the master."