Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 297: The court makeup artist encounters the high priest (two…

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Marduk is the city-state **** of Babylon. In the eyes of the Babylonians, the king of Babylon was granted by Marduk, and the monks of the temple were Marduk’s servants. The people needed her asylum to please Marduk in exchange for his grace to protect the country and the city. Of everlasting.

The temple is a post station for the advent of the gods. Only the King of Babylon and the monks will be allowed to enter. Only on a special day like today can the king take his concubine, the princess Edith of Medes. Enter the temple and get the blessing of Marduk.

The ceremony is very long. Lin Luoran, like everyone else, can only seem to wait outside the temple religiously.

There is a stone tower next to the temple, about fifteen or six meters high, only a head higher than the strong and towering inner city wall. Compared with the magnificent temple, it is a bit shabby.

The buildings in the entire Babylonian inner city were all rich in color and gorgeous. She even caught a glimpse of the top of the temple made of gold. How could there be an unremarkable place in such an important place for Babylon? Where is the stone tower? Things were a bit unusual. The blessing ceremony in the temple was endless, and Lin Luoran had to find something for himself.

Don't even think about asking the female slaves around you, seeing that they dare not look up, let alone talk to her.

The monks who stayed outside the temple stared at Lin Luoran with displeasure. In their opinion, anyone who dared to look at the temple quietly on such an occasion was a blasphemy against Marduk.

When Nebuchadnezzar and Edith came out side by side, Lin Luoran's aura flashed right at this moment. Babylon lacks stones, all the buildings are built by borrowing earth and burning bricks, except for the humble stone tower in front of me, and the magnificent Marduk temple next to it!

Why are precious stones used on such inconspicuous stone towers?

The monks leaned forward and said something in the ear of the high priest. Looking here with a vicissitudes of life, Lin Luoran only caught a glimpse of the deep eye pattern, which was a face heavily carved by time, Ji Lin Luoran had no reason to feel guilty to the high priest if the woman surnamed never returned.

She shrank from the ranks of female slaves.

"Wang Hao, is this silk woman also the slave girl you brought from Midi?" The high priest didn't let her go because she flinched. Lin Luoran cursed that she was fine for wearing silk. Now Make yourself like a red-crowned crane among a flock of white cranes, you can't even think about it.

Edited’s hand was held by Nebuchadnezzar, smelling the spice on his body, a little absent-minded: "Lin is not a slave girl, she is a noble guest of Medes." She lowered her voice, "King, It was Lin who painted me beautiful makeup."

Nebuchadnezzar laughed, and immediately drove away the old-fashioned look on his appearance.

"Edith, your friend, can really become a court painter." Painting and makeup are no different in the eyes of the king of Babylon, who is fighting on all sides. Lin Luoran's appearance did not fit Babylonian aesthetics, and Nebuchadnezzar's gaze did not stay on her for a long time.

"High priest, I am going to rebuild the Tower of Babel to enshrine the **** Marduk. What do you think?" Nebuchadnezzar stood in front of the steps of the temple and talked with the high priest.

When he heard the words "The Tower of Babel", Lin Luoran's ears stood up automatically.

The more the king attaches importance to religious activities and devotes himself to the **** Marduk, it is better to build temples throughout the country so that the interests of the monk group will be protected and expanded. The high priest had no reason to refuse, but when he heard that it was reconstruction The Tower of Babel, the old priest who seemed to be about to rot, hesitated for a while before nodding in acknowledgment.

Nebuchadnezzar took Edith’s hand and walked to the edge of the stone tower, "Edith, this is the gate of the gods of Babylon. I will build it straight to the sky and enshrine the **** Mardu. We You can also climb to the top of the tower and look down on our kingdom."

At this moment, Nebuchadnezzar is so proud. Edith looked at her hero with longing and intoxication.

Only Lin Luoran almost fell, this humble stone tower turned out to be the Tower of Babel! ! ——Wrong, it should be the predecessor of the Tower of Babel, it has not yet reached the sky at this time, this tower, only the reconstructed Tower of Babel can bring her back to the 21st century? Could this be the test of the level... Lin Luoran's thoughts were all confused for a while.

The high priest's eyes full of stories saw the expression of joy and sorrow on her face.

"King, you should go with the princess to accept the congratulations of the people." The high priest awakened Nebuchadnezzar, and the cheers of the people outside the wall never stopped. The people of Babylon are expecting their king to take When the princess appeared, Nebuchadnezzar held Edith and boarded the stepluan with high spirits.

The slaves, musicians, and guards all started to take action. Lin Luoran was about to follow, and two monks stopped in front of her.

She was wary in her heart, surprised, and at a loss as to why they stopped her.

The high priest laughed: "Court painter? You Chinese monks, in order to enter the Tongtian Pagoda, you really are willing to think of any way."

Lin Luoran's neck is stiff, and there is a feeling of being seen through. He didn't admit it, or did he care about him, or chase after him and seek the blessing of Edith? Several thoughts were fighting in her mind, and in her natural cautiousness, there was also a hint of adventure factor clamoring. This is the best opportunity for her to get close to the Tongtian Tower, right?

"Where are you from?" The high priest stared at her for a while, then suddenly asked.

Is it dead or alive, hiding or fighting? Lin Luoran's body had already reacted instinctively. She showed a gentle and harmless smile, "High priest, the little girl is from the East." Madam Lin said that she had a relationship with elders since she was a child, and the Taoist ancestor of the Three Qing Dynasty blessed her. Really.

The wrinkled high priest shook his head, "You are not like those arrogant Orientals who are trying to capture the tower, girl, are you really from the East?"

Lin Luoran sweated coldly, "High Priest, you laughed. The little girl is indeed from Eastern China." She silently added a sentence in her heart, from Eastern China more than two thousand years later, isn't she a lie?

The high priest was noncommittal about her answer, "The cultivation base is very low. Since you are here for the Tongtian Pagoda, you might as well follow to meet you, would you like it?"

Lin Luoran suspected that he was listening. Is this old man actively inviting her into the tower? Could it be that Daozu Sanqing heard her wish? In fact, it’s more likely. It’s a trap. The high priest looked at her silently like that. Lin Luoran was a little frustrated. She didn’t want her to agree or not. Judging from the unfathomable cultivation base of the other party, it was all It doesn't matter.

"We have a saying in China that it is better to be respectful than to obey. The high priest invites first." This sentence is also from China, but there is no Spring and Autumn. At this time, there are no outsiders present except for these Babylonian monks. Lin Luoran is not afraid of showing anything. Nonsense.

The monks retreated to the temple, the old priest walked in front barefoot, Lin Luoran's legs stiff. Since the Tower of Babel has existed for a long time, she had actually guessed wrong before. Perhaps it was not built by the Chinese monk, but the sister named Ji. She wanted to seize things belonging to Babylon. Seeing her tactics were circuitous, she would not hesitate to collect the Midi The princess is a disciple, and I don't know how many years this game has been around.

At this time, in Huaxia, has something happened so that the existence of a female Xiu surnamed Ji has to make up the idea of ​​interstellar teleportation? Lin Luoran was uneasy, the high priest didn't seem to notice her ups and downs, and walked in front of her unhurriedly, never thinking about the possibility that she would escape.

The stone tower at this time is not magnificent and anomalous, it is very different from the sky-reaching tower that appeared in the void when they came, but when Lin Luoran stepped into the stone gate, he couldn't tell. There is no light to attract, and no crystal ball, this is really not the tower of the sky after 2,600 years.

Lin Luoran was a little disappointed, the high priest waved his hand, and the stone gate slowly closed. Lin Luoran didn't notice any trace of using spiritual power.

Inside the tower is a dome, and the stone gate is closed, and there is a flickering light above the dome.

Those moving flashing spots of light and wonderful tracks are so familiar, Lin Luoran was so shocked, blurted out: "Star map!" Above the inner dome of the tower, the shining spot of light is on the jade steps. The first-order star chart that made her almost lost!

The wrinkles on the high priest's face are deeper, "Do you know the star map?"

Lin Luoran wants to bite off her tongue. If you lie, in front of this mysterious high priest, the chance of fooling the past, is there a high chance that she will go back to the modern world in an instant——