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Chapter 392 Whoever signs who is mad

"Of course there is a relationship, but it is not the main relationship."

Chief Priest Qin glanced at him and said: "Wei Mingchen is taking a domineering path. When there are rumors about you and Miss Ling, if you are not a favored one by God, he will not let you go and will kill you casually.

You will be crushed to death, and since you are the one favored by the gods and have the ability to communicate with the master of the sword, Jun Mianxia, ​​then he will kill you without any reason, lest you ruin his grand plan."

"Big plan?"

Lin Beichen asked curiously: "What's the big plan? Does he want to steal the country?"

"Occupying the position of pope, holding the power of the emperor, integrating politics and religion, and dominating the North Sea."

Chief Qin offered sacrifices.

This means he wants to be a pope and a human emperor.

"It sounds like he is a young man with ideals, ambition, ambition and ability."

Lin Beichen subconsciously rubbed his eyebrows with his middle finger and said: "Actually, if he doesn't mind, I can completely surrender to him. In this way, there will be no irreconcilable conflicts between us and we can live together lovingly..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a murderous aura coming towards his face.

Lin Beichen glanced at Chief Priest Qin's eyes and immediately raised his arms and said: "Just kidding, to liven up the atmosphere... Wei Mingchen and I are inseparable."

"You killed his master Bai Haiqin and classified him as a demon from outside the world."

Chief Priest Qin's eyes softened a little, and he said: "Do you think there is still a possibility of relaxation between you and him? In the eyes of Wei Mingchen, he will only think that you are using this method to treat a person favored by the gods.

His identity is to declare war on him, and for him, as long as he is an enemy who declares war, he will definitely kill them all."

Lin Beichen said helplessly: "I didn't want to either. Who knew that a waste like Bai Haiqin could have such a strong apprentice? In other words, this is unreasonable. Bai Haiqin is just a small martial arts master.

And judging from the process of my dealings with him, I don’t have a very bright mind. If Wei Mingchen is as amazing and talented as you said, why did he become Bai Haiqin’s disciple?”

Chief Priest Qin looked at Lin Beichen with a calm expression and said nothing.

Lin Beichen was stunned and understood immediately.

He quickly smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I am drifting, I am swollen... I shouldn't underestimate the martial arts master, but I still feel that this kind of apprenticeship is unreasonable."

Chief Priest Qin said: "Wei Mingchen only needs the identity of a disciple of Baiyun City, and Bai Haiqin can give it to him, not to mention that the original Wei Mingchen has not fully revealed his greatness."

Lin Beichen was thoughtful.

The chief priest of Qin then patiently explained to Master Lin the horrors of famous ministers.

She continued: "This is also the scary thing about Wei Mingchen. As long as he can achieve his goal, he will do anything to accept Bai Haiqin as his disciple. Moreover, his rise is faster than anyone's imagination. When he became

When he entered Baiyun City, he was just a slightly more outstanding disciple of the Wei family. Just a short time later, he was already the number one member of the Wei family and the youngest archbishop of the temple..."

"Beep...wait!"

Lin Beichen was horrified and interrupted: "Oh my god... Archbishop?"

Chief Priest Qin said: "I just received news from the temple the day before yesterday that the Divine Grace Temple passed the request of the Qiancao Central Temple, and Wei Mingchen officially became the archbishop of the Qiancao Central Temple."

I'm a fan.

Lin Beichen's whole body burst into tears.

I thought that as the chief priest of the temple, I was outstanding and could commit suicide without fear of being punished. With Archbishop Wangyue and chief priest Qin at my back, I could be fearless.

It turns out that the archenemy is already a bishop.

The Archbishop of Chigusa Central Temple has the same status as Archbishop Mochizuki.

In other words, Wei Mingchen is on the same level as his own thigh?

"Can I ask, what level is Wei Mingchen's martial arts cultivation level?" Lin Beichen said cautiously: "Isn't he already a genius in martial arts?"

"That's not true."

Chief Qin said: "Master of martial arts."

After a pause, he added: "He came out of seclusion a month ago and challenged the strong men from all sides. Now he has fought thirty-six times without losing a single record. His strongest combat power is comparable to that of a great martial arts master."

"oh……"

Lin Beichen pretended to be relaxed and said: "That's not very scary."

But no matter what, this is fucking outrageous.

I really just want to grow here for a year or two, then find a way back to Earth.

It’s already very, very salty.

How come you have provoked so many enemies without even realizing it?

Chief Priest Qin watched Lin Beichen's expression change. When he calmed down and breathed a sigh of relief, he continued to torture and beat his nerves.

"Now, you have become a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh. No matter what you do, he will never let you go. He has always regarded himself as the only apostle of the Lord of Swords, and he has used this to continuously seize the rights of the temple. And your appearance

, let his authority in the temple be affected, and whether you intend it or not, the clergy who oppose him will quickly approach you."

"Like me, like my mentor Archbishop Mochizuki."

Chief Priest Qin came slowly.

Lin Beichen's expression changed, and finally he sighed like a salty fish turning over.

He fully realized that he and Wei Mingchen were at loggerheads.

There is no possibility of turning hostility into friendship.

He touched his chin and thought for a while, and suddenly realized another thing. He slapped his forehead and said suspiciously: "No, since Wei Mingchen is the only one blessed by God this year, how can you conclude that he is actually another one?"

The one who betrays the gods? Although I can communicate with the Lord of the Sword, Jun Mianxia, ​​she never told me that Wei Mingchen is the one who betrays the gods."

There is a logical flaw here.

Since Wei Mingchen is the only one favored by God in recent years, then his words are God’s words.

You can't communicate with God, so how can you be so sure that He is a traitor?

Faced with Lin Beichen's doubts, Chief Priest Qin said calmly: "Of course there are other ways."

It's a sell-off.

Lin Beichen scratched his head and stopped asking.

For people like Chief Priest Qin, if she didn't want to say anything, there was no point in asking her.

"Today, [Purple Lightning Divine Sword] Zhu Bishi, one of the four sword slaves under Wei Mingchen, appeared at the Third Junior College..."

Lin Beichen recounted what happened at noon.

Chief Priest Qin said: "I was about to tell you about this. The fourth among the four great sword slaves, named Jiang Ziliu, is a student of the National Royal Junior College of Fengyu Province and the number one genius of the junior college in Chaohui City, the provincial capital. This

He showed up in an exchange competition once. There was news before that he would not participate in the exchange competition. Later, he submitted a temporary list. Now it seems that he is here for you."

As he spoke, he took out a scroll and said: "There are some detailed information on Jiang Ziliu here. Take it back and take a closer look. The appearance of Zhu Bishi proves that the power of the Wei system has officially declared war on you, so this exchange

You must be well prepared for the game, and you must not be careless."

"I see."

Lin Beichen nodded.

Chief Priest Qin took out three more scrolls that looked very ancient and rare at first sight, and said: "One fire combat skill, one spiritual power cultivation method, and one spiritual power combat skill, all of which are suitable for your current cultivation level.

And realm, take it back and practice hard. Your martial arts practice has always achieved quick miracles. I hope these three things can help you."

Lin Beichen was overjoyed.

This is really a timely help. The [Xuanzhen Flame] he found on Yu Wanlou's body is a mental method for cultivating fire-based profound energy. It is considered a fire control technique, but it is not a fire-based combat skill.

As for the method of cultivating mental power, the previous [Evil Dragon's Roar] has long been unable to keep up with the current level of martial arts, so the cultivation of mental power has been hesitant.

Chief Priest Qin handed the three-point scroll to Lin Beichen and stood up slowly.

She warned in a serious tone: "Remember, you don't have to be too involved in this exchange match, just click until it ends. When you play against Jiang Ziliu, don't be the same as when you played against Cao Potian last time.

What kind of life and death certificate are you signing impulsively?"

"Goddess, don't worry."

Lin Beichen patted his chest and said, "You must be mentally retarded to sign your life and death certificate."

Chief Priest Qin: "..."

"If you encounter trouble again, don't be impulsive and come to me first."

She left these words and turned to leave.





"Jiang Ziliu, fifteen years old..."

"The son of the Jiang family, who ranks first among the four major families in Fengyu Province, was not taken seriously because his mother was born as a maid and had a low status. He was born with a broken body and was bullied by the Guan family, unable to practice Xuan Dao techniques...

"

"I got a mysterious adventure at the age of ten and became a blockbuster!"

"After practicing for half a year, he reached the martial arts realm. He killed the elders of the same clan who insulted his mother. There were 12 brothers in total. This shocked Chaohui City, but because of this, he was valued by the current head of the Jiang family. Instead of being punished, he was recognized as the core of the Jiang family.

Disciple, focus on training.”

"At the age of fourteen, he advanced to the realm of martial arts master. His mysterious energy attribute is the rare thunder element. He uses the Nine Styles and Nine Heavens Thunder-Shocking Sword. It is extremely powerful and he is good at the art of disguise..."

"It was once considered to be the first person of the younger generation who could succeed Lin Tingchan in Fengyu Province..."

"I once traveled around the country with one man and one sword..."

"One year ago, he was defeated by Wei Mingchen's sword and became one of the four great sword slaves."

On the carriage, Lin Beichen read Jiang Ziliu's detailed information and was deeply impressed by this upcoming opponent.

The scroll also contains nine pieces of video data.

These are all Jiang Ziliu’s triumphant battles to become famous.

But every time, his face is different.

Rumor has it that after he was ten years old, no one, except his most trusted mother, had ever seen his true face.

This is where the nickname "Thousand-Faced Sword" comes from.

A typical good-for-nothing counterattack story.

"Isn't this guy also a time traveler?"

Lin Beichen closed the scroll and murmured to himself.

This man's life is too similar to the experiences of many people on earth who have traveled through time and become fantasy protagonists.

You're not carrying an old man with you, right?

"At the age of fourteen, he was promoted to the realm of martial arts master. He was at his peak, with unparalleled glory, and traveled all over the country. However, at his peak, he was defeated by Wei Mingchen and was conquered by him... Now, Jiang Ziliu's cultivation level,

It’s definitely a level above the third-level martial arts master!”

"If everything goes well and I complete keep's accidental acceleration mission and advance to the realm of martial arts master, I must use all my trump cards to be able to defeat this person in a battle."

Lin Beichen sat on the carriage and slowly exhaled a breath.

A lot of pressure.

But there is also a hint of excitement.

Only by fighting against such a talented person can you truly hone yourself.

He had a fighting spirit that a salted fish shouldn't have.

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Good night, everyone, go to bed early


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