The goddess in the hearts of the people came to the Bingyao Temple for the first time, and this is how she performed her miracles?
Xuanyuan Yu's lips curled up slightly, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "It is indeed a fake."
"Hey--" Chunbai poked out his round, fluffy head from the hat, held the brim of the hat with two small white paws, and blinked his big crimson eyes.
Ling Luo's face condensed and she whispered: "I remember hearing Luo Ge once mention that the high priest of Dongchen Kingdom has ridiculously high levels of cultivation. If this woman is really the new high priest, how could she fall like this?
miserable?"
"It seems that there is something good to watch." Xuanyuan Yu raised the corners of his lips slightly, creating an extremely charming arc.
The bishop, who was dressed in rich robes, looked a little ugly. He sighed heavily, then stepped forward and helped the woman who had fallen miserably to her feet.
"Your Majesty Bishop, I..." The woman in red gauze clothes looked at the bishop with a hint of fear and shame in her eyes.
The bishop snorted coldly and didn't say much. He just put his big hand on the shoulder of the woman in red gauze with a little force.
He stretched out his other hand, and a sky-blue halo appeared on the palm of his hand. Under everyone's surprised eyes, he directly restored the black and blue scars on the woman's face.
"The healing technique of the power of water?" Ling Luo's beautiful eyes lit up.
Xuanyuan Yu nodded and said, "That's right. This archbishop has a very high level of cultivation and is only half a step away from martial arts."
"Thank you, Lord Bishop." The appearance of the woman in red gauze returned to her original appearance. She bowed to the bishop and blessed her body politely.
Luo Xien on the high platform coughed slightly to cover up his embarrassment. Facing the doubtful looks cast by thousands of his subjects, he tried hard to maintain a gentle smile and kingly demeanor on his face, and declared loudly: "This is
He is our new high priest of Dongchen Kingdom..."
Before the words could even be finished, a loud shout suddenly burst out from the crowd: "How can such a woman be our new high priest?"
Following the first questioning voice, the second and third voices followed one after another. In the end, more than half of the voices in the entire temple were protesting.
"She fell down, the high priest couldn't have fallen down!"
"She hasn't even performed a miracle, so we don't believe it!"
"With such weak skills, how could she possibly control the Eyes of Cangyu and pray for the people?"
"Yes! Fake!"
"His Royal Highness Prince Xien, please don't fool us!"
"Your Highness Prince Xien, please don't fool the people of Dongchen Kingdom!"
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The waves of protest grew stronger and stronger, and in the end, all the spearheads were directed at Lothian.
Luo Xien stood on the high platform, with the usual gentle smile on his face that was as gentle as March willow catkins. He could no longer hold on to it. There was a hint of evil in his ice blue eyes. Under the bright yellow brocade robe, a pair of hands
Slowly clenched into a fist.
The faces of the bishop and "high priest" standing beside him turned pale.
The soul-calling ritual has developed in an uncontrollable direction and has directly turned into a farce!
The corners of Ling Luo's lips curled up slightly, and her eyes passed over the faces of the people who were protesting in unison. Suddenly, she discovered a problem.
"Yu, look at those people." Ling Luo glanced at them and said, "Look at them, they are all strong in stature and have resolute faces. Most of them are men. You can tell they were born in the army and have served in the army."