Quickly Wear the Face of the Devil: 98|10.3
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As the sacrifice dedicated to the **** of light, naturally choose the best.
A large orchard is planted behind the Temple of Light. Any delicious fruit that can be found on this continent will be transplanted here, under the care of a special botanical mage. Every two weeks, they regularly pick the best-looking and sweetest fruits and place them in ice blue for the temple maids to choose.
Seeing the priest coming in person, the two botanical mages were taken aback and quickly bent over to salute.
"I want the freshest fruits, preferably the ones that have just been picked up in the last second." The young man looks very proud and very cold toward people other than the Father.
However, all the light priests are the same. The two plant mages did not feel neglected, and quickly picked out a few baskets of fruits and placed them in front of him.
Zhou Yunsheng bent over and looked at it, tasted a few, and put it in the basket he brought up when he was sure it tasted good. He returned to the temple, washed the fruit with the water in the holy pond, drained it and set aside it, and then he was ready to make vegetarian bread.
"Master Priest, pour the buckwheat flour and water into the pot together to knead the dough, twist out the big ball of eggs and pat it into a circle." The maid was afraid he would not do it. First, mix the flour. I took one and put it in a tray for demonstration.
Zhou Yunsheng glanced at the maid with an incredible look. Is this the so-called vegetarian bread for the Father? No seasoning, no awake noodles, no shape, no fumigation, just wait for the dried dough to be harder than the stone, then serve it? This is a blasphemy against the Father!
The spirit of the residual brain made him out of anger. He pushed the maid aside, and transferred all the cooking skills in his mind. He poured the flour and water into the palm in a very precise proportion, covering the power of light in his palm Knead the dough thinly and softly little by little.
"Master Priest, why waste your light!" The maid saw the golden light coming from his palm, and felt the pain of the meat. Today, when the power of light is becoming scarce, the cultivation of a powerful light priest tends to exhaust the power of a country, and the light priest will never use the power in his body as a last resort, because they use a little less. It takes a long time to accumulate, and some even take ten or twenty years.
A person like Joshua priest who uses the power of light even for his face has lost his mind.
Zhou Yunsheng's brain is really broken. Just as he hypnotizes himself every day, he loves the Father God madly, ardently, and loses his body and bones. He cannot bear the slightest neglect of the Father God by others.
This kind of vegetarian cake that even pigs are not willing to eat, they dare to take it for worship, which makes him intolerable.
He vowed that he must make the most delicious and exquisite vegetarian cake in the world for the Father, so he said coldly, "What is the waste of light? My power is all given by the Father, and naturally I should wholeheartedly To return to the Father ’s kindness. You do n’t have to prepare sacrifices for the Father anymore. This is my job. "
The maid saw him cold and knew that he was angry, so she had to retreat to the corner in fear.
Zhou Yunsheng has experienced so many reincarnations, and cooking is a trivial matter. He loves to eat and has a very discerning taste, so he has developed an extraordinary cooking skills.
In the process of waking up, he was not idle. He picked several kinds of fruits and beans, which should be stirred into mud, and the juice was squeezed. I felt that the white dough was a bit monotonous, and then blended with fruit juice Yellow, red, purple and other dough are set aside.
He is skillful and elegant, as if he has done it hundreds of times, telling the two maids to be dumbfounded.
The dough is all awake. He fills the stuffing and kneads it into various shapes, including flowers, birds, fish, and various small animals. They are neatly coded on the tray. Looks so cute.
After kneading the vegetarian cake, there is a little white dough left. He looked down and considered for a moment, but he didn't know what to think, but his cheeks turned red. He put the dough in the palm of his hand, pinching it little by little, kneeling on the ground with his hands folded, and placing it in the center of the tray.
The expressions of the two maids ranged from dumbfounded to worship to speechless. They can be seen, the priest's attachment to the bright **** already has reached the point where he will go into a demon.
The light **** above nine days has been staring at the busy young man, and the corner of his mouth is getting deeper and deeper. Watching the teenager prepare a sacrifice for himself, his cold heart became as soft as dough, and a touch of sweetness flowed in his heart.
Zhou Yunsheng washed her hands and steamed them while holding a tray. While waiting, he went to the garden to pick flowers that were dedicated to the Father.
According to the chant of the bard, the white rose is the favorite flower of the bright god. The flower language of this flower is-respect, nobleness, purity, and it really matches the Father God. With a happy smile on Zhou Yunsheng's face, he tipped his toes to climb the most beautiful flower.
"Master Priest, rose flowers are thorny, you should use scissors."
Unfortunately, the waitress reminded me that it was too late. Zhou Yunsheng frowned and retracted the stinging finger. A drop of bright red blood slowly overflowed from the round and lovely fingertips, which seemed very eye-catching.
The two maids stepped forward to help him bandage.
"But it's a minor injury, it's okay." He shook his head, put the injured fingertip into his mouth, and sucked it out. After a while, he took it out and looked at it. The blood already disappeared.
The maids were frightened, and immediately fetched the scissors, telling him not to touch the flowers again. The priests of light were the most important property of the empire, and even if only a drop of blood was shed, they could not afford it to the bishop.
On the ninth day, the smile at the corner of Bright God's mouth turned into a straight line. When the teenager left with a flower basket, he lifted his fingertips. A black light penetrated the water mirror and fell on the wall that opened the whole wall. , Or pink, or yellow, or red, or white, looks particularly fragrant and rich on the rose bushes.
In the blink of an eye, the blooming flowers withered, the tender green leaves withered, and the flower stems fell and hardened, and eventually turned into a black powder puff and fell to the ground.
The passing attendant saw this scene, his eyes radiated with fear and horror, and he ran towards the bishop's attic immediately.
At the same time, Zhou Yunsheng placed the carefully prepared offerings on the table. He picked up the little faceman and looked at him, his cheeks flushed and a little shy, and he placed it at the front of all the dough.
"Father, please do n’t hate these humble sacrifices. If I can, I would like to dedicate all of them to you, but this body is too small and humble, how can you qualify for your pity. If you can hear my prayer, just give me a light look at me for nine days and I'm satisfied. "He knelt down in front of the statue, folded his hands in a gift, and the shyness on his face was replaced by bitterness.
There are so many souls in the world that need to be saved. How could the Father God notice him? The so-called love of the Father is just a luxury that can never be achieved.
Thinking of this, he frowned and started to cry a little. He walked in small steps to the statue of the Father, holding his Father's ankle and rubbing his feet, his expression looked gloomy.
Bright God rubs his eyebrows, not knowing what to do with a small believer. He was so cute and cute, but also sensitive and fragile. He thought of himself so lowly that it made him angry and funny. Does he think that every light priest can receive the gift of the light God in prayer?
The Pope, who governs all the priests and temples, received his light Divine Strength after thirty years of prayerful prayers. On the other hand, if he is not afraid that the huge Divine Strength will break his body, he would like to devote all his love and affection to him.
How can he think that his father did not love him?
The Bright God is very distressed. He stretched out his fingertips and gently touched the little believer's eyebrow, passing a golden light full of tenderness.
Zhou Yunsheng was groaned by Divine Strength. His wrinkled brows stretched, his pale cheeks became rosy, and his mood became cheerful and light, and he kissed the father's instep with a gentle smile. When he finally broke free from the feeling of being loved, he found that all the offerings on the table were gone.
He was so frightened that he immediately ran out and asked the two maids.
Nine days ago, the bright **** looked at the back of his hurried run and smiled helplessly, then picked up the small face person and placed it in front of his eyes. The noodles haven't cooled, and a stream of white water mist floats in the air, bringing out a fragrance unique to buckwheat. Without tasting, the **** of light can imagine how sweet that taste should be.
The little face made by Xiaominren is inflated a little by the fumigation of heat, but it makes the image of the boy very round and cute. The light **** gazed at it for a long time, turning it gently, the heart seemed to be washed by electric current, numb and itchy, and a kind of soft feeling.
Looking at it for ten minutes, he moved the small face to his lips, kissed it carefully and softly, and then looked at the **** standing beside him and asked, "Is he cute?"
Using ‘he’ instead of ‘it’, God made it clear that this little faced person is probably the image of a mortal man that the Father and God have been peeping at recently. And the voice of God the Father reveals a little pride and joy, like the nobles who show off their treasures.
This already is not ordinary interest, but loves to love. God stunned his heart and quickly answered with a smile, "Very cute. His subordinates have never seen such a cute boy. I am afraid that no servant in the temple can compare with him."
The corners of the mouth of the light and **** twitched into a strict straight line, and the dark golden eyes swept coldly.
God immediately knelt down and asked for sin, trying to figure out what he was wrong.
"How can those humble servants compare with my dearest child?" He walked away with a small face, waving his sleeves, and gave God a voodoo.
God made no resentment in his heart, but was relieved. There are a lot of gods who have been angered and burned to ashes. He is extremely lucky to be able to save his life already. It seems that the father ’s love for the priest in the Nether already is beyond his imagination, and he does not know how the other party is a beautiful woman.
If this love continues, the Father God is afraid that he will give him the gods plundered from other gods. Those godheads are the treasures of every **** servant and even every servant of God.
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Zhou Yunsheng did not find the offering for a long time, and was annoyed, but saw that the bishop, vice bishop and a rank of martial arts fighters hurried to the hall.
He immediately bent over to salute the two elders. The bishop did not ask him to get up, but stared at him with a strange, slightly vigilant gaze.
The Associate Bishop could n’t hold back and grabbed his head first, "Only then did the servants report, saying that the rose bushes you have picked have been corroded by magic gas and withered. It is well known that there must be existence monsters in places with magic gas, and he may be parasitic Inside the body, including the Light Priest. We are here to let you prove your innocence. "
It seems that he will travel with the second prince, and no longer deal with Joshua. After two years, he will be an adult and can inherit the position of bishop. Therefore, the deputy bishop was anxious and immediately thought of a poisonous plan.
Zhou Yunsheng only short-circuited his brain when facing God the Father and related things, but he was easy to deal with others, and calmly asked, "Then, before I prove my innocence, dare to ask the bishop and deputy bishop. Prove your innocence? The monsters are cunning, and their favorite thing is to seduce other races to kill each other. "
"We have all drunk the Holy Water with already." The bishop passed a pure white porcelain bottle and said softly, "Child, drink it."
If it is parasitic by the monster, its host will have painful skin ulcers after drinking the holy water, and then poison the monster and force it out of the body. It is a rare killer that can directly fight the monster. However, holy water needs to be conserved for 100 years with the purest power of light, so that it can take effect from the transparent color to the brilliant golden color. It is a very precious treasure for the Holy See, where the priests are becoming scarce and weaker. .
The Bishop's Union only has a total of three bottles. It was intended to be reserved for the royal family, but now it has to be used. Light priests are the key to ensuring the victory of an empire in the dark war. Especially the Sakaya Empire has only three light priests, which is even more unbearable.
Zhou Yunsheng pursed his lips and was about to reach out to pick up the porcelain bottle, but the bishop's attendant fell on him with a slap, and his arm was slammed against the back of his hand, causing the porcelain bottle to fall and crack. Dirt infiltrated the crevice and was never found again.
The attendant knelt down and sincerely pleaded guilty, but no one answered.
This is obviously premeditated. What do they want to do? Zhou Yunsheng turned his head to look directly at the associate bishop, and the bishop quickly thought of a possibility, his face paled instantly.
"This is the last bottle of holy water. The monsters that can resist the power of light and parasitize in the body of the light priest are all above the emperor. Even if I work with the Archbishop to perform the lighting technique, I can't identify it. To prove For your innocence, I also invite you to go to the trial pool behind the hall. "The bishop said politely.
"No!" the bishop's hoarse negation.
A thousand years ago, the Trial Pool could help bright priests significantly increase their cultivation speed. As long as they are immersed in the water, their bodies and souls will be tempered and become stronger. A thousand years ago, the bright priests had the power to move mountains and reclaim the sea. At present, they cannot hide behind mages and warriors at all. A priest with a bright enchantment can be compared.
The trial pool should reasonably be a cultivating place for everyone, but I do n’t know from which day, any light priest who enters the pool will be magma-like as long as there are a few flaws or selfishness in the soul. Pool water was burned to ashes.
In this world, except for the gods, no one's soul is free of impurities, and no one's heart is not existence private thoughts. The light priests did not understand why God the Father had become so harsh, but they had no choice but to give up the Trial Pool and pray instead.
The Divine Strength obtained by prayer is very weak and often requires decades of precipitation. This is why the Correct Bright Priest is getting weaker and weaker.
The bishop made so many turns, the ultimate goal was to get rid of Joshua! When the bishop realized this, there was no other way for already to protect Joshua from letting go of the monster, and his responsibility did not allow him to do that.
He waved his hand, as if he had said the word "no" before taking it back. After a moment of silence, he said, "Joshua my child, you know, this is my duty as the bishop of the Sagaya Empire. I You cannot let go of any monster, even if it is parasitic in the king. "
"I see, as you wish." Zhou Yunsheng bent down to salute, then walked calmly and walked deep into the hall.
If you do n’t get the energy to train the soul in the b-level world, he may still worry about it, but now he does n’t even look at the so-called trial pool. He knew that his soul was pure and able to withstand the erosion of the water, and after deep hypnosis, he had no trace of thoughts except his crazy love of the bright god.
His love for the God of Light is scared even when he remembers it.
He took off his shoes and robes, and slowly walked into the trial pool wearing only a thin silk blouse. The water in the pool is pure black, and the bubbles are bubbling, and it emits an extremely cold chill. When it finds unclean dirt, it immediately boils and turns red like blood. The amazing temperature Speaking of mortals, I am afraid that even gods can devour.
The bishop's hands hidden under his wide robe shook slightly with excitement. As long as Joshua is dead, he will surely be able to sit on the throne of the bishop and share the rule of the Sagaya Empire with the king without the choice of others. Since the incident of the illegitimate child was exposed, he has been thinking about killing Joshua all the time, and today finally achieved his wish.
He seems to see the bright road already unfolding in front of himself.
Nine days above, the **** of light stared at these mortals in the hall. The pupils became dark gold for a while, and became pure black for a while. The powerful and unmatched Divine Strength escaped uncontrollably, destroying the gorgeous God's seat. If it was not for the protection of the little believer immersed in the pool water, he would have lost his sense of anger with already.
The water in the so-called trial pond is actually a magical gas condensed into a liquid state. The magical energy can search for the darkness hidden in the heart of the person, and use it as a guide to extend past, breeding monsters in the human body. To put it bluntly, demons are not born from the dark abyss, but from the human heart.
The extreme darkness can give birth to light. The **** of light a thousand years ago has no bad taste now. He banned him in the water to ensure that the magical energy will only promote the power of the light priests, and will not erode them . But one day, he was tired of this world, he withdrew the prohibition and killed all the gods.
Billions of years, the God of Light has never found a truly pure heart. He once took out the heart of the goddess of spring and soaked it in the water, and was surprised to find that within a second, the red heart turned black, and then turned into dirty dirt.
He thought it was very interesting and smiled, but now he can't wait to destroy all the trial ponds left in the temple of light. In that case, his little believer would not have been treated so sinisterly.
The soul of the young believer is pure. He can withstand the first wave of water in the pond, but what next? As long as a little bit of thoughts or fears are generated in his heart, he will be harmed by the death.
A light of gold accumulates at the fingertips of the God of Light, ready to wrap the little believer firmly. But before Jin Guangdu passed by, he was shocked.
I saw the little believer ’s body emitting crystal clear white light from the inside to the outside, which isolated the tumbled black pool water, which is the power that only the purest heart can have. What made his mind so clean and so focused? Is it because of your religious belief?
The light **** ca n’t wait to get into the heart of the young believer. This is not difficult for him, but he ca n’t perform it on the young believer. He didn't feel strange or even dare. On the contrary, he was pleased with the uniqueness of the little believer. He was willing to guess his mind, that the soul that made him dead rejoiced, jumped, and couldn't restrain it.
He supported his cheek with one hand, stared at the boy with a smile, and saw that he sat down with his hands folded, and knew that he was praying to himself. It is a pity that he did not read out prayers that are sweeter than the toilet because of an outsider.
In the tumbling black water, he only showed a head and hands, which seemed so petite and pathetic. The **** of light wants to walk into the pond and surround him with his tall and handsome body, giving him more warmth and strength.
Thinking this way, he divided a ray of divine thoughts, formed a gorgeous figure in the hall, and then walked to the small believer in the horrified eyes of everyone, and stroked his warm cheek.
The little believer was immersed in prayer, but did not open his eyes to look at himself, which made the Light God feel sorry. He wanted to continue stroking his platinum-colored hair, but was afraid of interrupting his prayers and caused the black water to invade.
Staying in a trial pool without banning the cultivation, the light power obtained is unimaginable for ordinary people, and more importantly, it can greatly purify the potential of the practitioner. The body of a light priest is like a container, and the potential determines how much light power this container can store.
Little believers are top-level qualifications, and they can continue to improve after being tempered in the water. In other words, in the future, he can inject more Divine Strength into the body of the small believer without worrying about hurting him.
This is in the spirit of the Light God, so he will never interrupt the practice of the little believer, even if he is so eager to embrace him.
"Who are you? The demon king of the dark abyss?" The bishop and deputy bishop questioned in horror, and at the same time began to chant the spell of the Holy Arrow of Light. The higher the level of the monster, the more beautiful the appearance, and the gorgeousness of this suddenly appearing person has surpassed the limit that humans can imagine.
If he is really a monster, the level must be above the Holy One.
Bright God made a snoring gesture with his hand against his lips. At the same time, the bishop and deputy bishop found that they had lost the ability to speak and could not chant a spell. What did they attack the monster? The two wanted to run out for help, but found that their bodies could not move.
What a terrible power to instantly control two bishop-level light priests? The eyes widened to the limit were filled with despair.
However, soon they are no longer afraid, but they are even more incredible.
I saw the blond man walking quietly to Joshua, and carefully depicting his delicate features through the void, then bowed his head, and put a kiss on his brows. His expression was so gentle, his eyes were so loving, as if looking at his child, as if looking at his lover.
He looked and looked, kissed and kissed, because he could not restrain the joy of the heart, and made the body emit golden light.
The light spot contains a powerful Divine Strength. When they touched the bishop and deputy bishop, they burned through their skin, but did not hurt Joshua in the slightest. Instead, they drilled into him.
Joshua slightly lip-hooks, revealing a comfortable expression, which makes the blond man more happy. He chuckled, his thick and sexual-sounding voice enough to drive everyone crazy for him.
He curled up Joshua's hair and wrapped it around his fingertips. Seeing Joshua's eyebrows moving slightly, there seemed to be signs of awakening, and he thought of his other identity, and was timid. He was actually not as good as Joshua imagined.
He let go of Joshua's hair and walked anxiously in the temple. When he passed the five-meter-high statue, he saw the ordinary face of the so-called Light God, a middle-aged uncle, as if split by a thunder, standing in place. Can't move.
It's not him at all! As long as Joshua poured out his love to it every day, but vocally called his name, he could not wait to destroy the statue and the temple of the Sagaya Empire!
But the little believer was in the temple. He was reluctant to hurt him, so he held back his fury, waved his sleeves, and turned it into a statue like himself sitting on a gorgeous throne.
He walked back to the pool, nodded his fingertips towards the bishop, recovered all the power of light in his body, then bent over and kissed the little believer's brows again, and gave him a pure Divine Strength. For the ghost image slowly disappeared.