That young man's eyes were still flashing with tears, but his face showed rare perseverance and determination.
Naturally, they respect the Holy Son of Light and the warriors and priests of the Temple of Light. However, this respect is more due to his identity as the Holy Son of Light and his extremely high talent. Because Mingche has a gentle personality, these deacons and priests also treat him.
Not much fear.
However, tonight, this young man seems to have gained some indescribable aura. This is definitely not because of the snow jade waist badge in his hand. Looking at the young man whose clothes are stained with blood like snow, the red plum blossoms are beginning to bloom. The deacons
Both the priest and the priest responded respectfully.
"Bring water and robes to meditate for the great priest!" Mingche put away the snow jade waist badge in his hand, "Also, order the believers outside the hall to go home!"
"Holy... Great Priest!" A priest came forward worriedly, "Isn't it bad to do this?!"
"Do you think they can stop the Ming Dynasty's tens of thousands of fine knights with their strength?!" Mingche asked.
The priest was speechless.
They were outside the temple and didn't feel anything. The Great Priest Guangming was dead.
This alone shows how powerful Mingyue and Li Li are. The tens of thousands of fine knights outside the temple once destroyed tens of thousands of the temple's army. How could they possibly stop them with just these unarmed believers.
If a conflict really breaks out, I'm afraid all these people will become the enemies of the Ming army.
"Great Priest!" The white-robed Priest pursed his lips, but finally spoke softly, "I know that you are kind-hearted and cannot bear the suffering of your followers, but if this matter reaches the Holy Mountain, I'm afraid that there will be another excuse to use it!"
When he said that, he turned his face slightly to the west.
To the west of the Temple of Light is the Temple of Punishment, which is as famous as the Temple of Light.
Of course, what he was talking about was referring to the people in the Punishment Temple.
For many years, the two temples have been fighting openly and secretly. Now the temple faces such a formidable enemy, and the Great Priest of Light is dead. If the Punishment Temple takes advantage of it at this time, it will naturally be extremely detrimental to the Temple of Light, especially the newly appointed Great Priest of Light, Ming Che.
Mingche also knew that the other person was doing it for his own good, but if he was asked to ignore the lives and deaths of so many people for his own sake, he couldn't do it.
"Go and give the order!" His voice turned gentle, "If anything happens, I will be responsible for it!"
The white-robed priest looked at his face and read the unquestionable persistence in his gentleness. He sighed, turned around and led a few people out of the palace.
At the same time, other priests had already brought clean water and clean robes. Mingche walked over and personally purified the body of the great priest Guangming.
Soon, with the help of the priests, Mingche personally helped the high priest wipe his hands and face, put on clean clothes, and stuffed an antiseptic pill between his teeth.
Planks had already been taken, covered with white silk, and the body of the great priest was carried up.
Ming Che walked first, and several knights in white armor lifted the body of the high priest and walked out of the Hall of Light step by step.
The gate of the Holy City was opened, but the believers outside the door did not leave immediately.
Hearing the footsteps coming from the door, everyone looked towards the palace door in unison.
Then, they saw the blood on Mingche's body and the body on the board.
Although they couldn't see the face of the great priest, everyone still guessed everything.
"Great Priest!"
A pious old man just uttered three words and fell to his knees with tears streaming down his face.