Chapter 2037: The Power of Faith

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Yan Xiuchen couldn't help but smile when he looked at Yueli's glamorous eyes, and the corners of his mouth were shallow, bending a little.

Bai Wuchang also smiled secretly on the side.

The people below think about it, but there are still people who have doubts.

There was suspicion in the eyes of the black-robed young master over there, and he looked at Yueli with obvious disbelief.

Someone in the square asked a little timidly: "But, since the emperor ...... Purple, Mrs. Zi, she didn't die, why did it keep rumoring that she died? I didn't wake up early, I didn't wake up at night, but I woke up at this time?"

Yueli said in a calm tone: "According to what this son knows, after Mrs. Zi was given poisoned wine, she actually didn't drink it. ”

"What? Didn't drink poisonous wine?"

Someone else said, "Didn't you drink, so how did she get unconscious?"

After Yueli said this, it was obvious that Yin He's face was obviously stunned, and he hurriedly lowered his head to cover it.

And the black-robed young master who was hidden, there was a cold glint in his eyes, and his expression when he looked at Yueli was even more gloomy.

In fact, Mrs. Purple was seriously injured and fell into a coma, also known as: the living dead. The temple was because of its friendship with the Zi family in the early years and owed it a favor, so it would help hide it, and even the emperor didn't know about it, just to protect Madame Zi from being killed again. ”

"It's been twenty years, and one of the culprits has been removed, and it just so happens that the temple has also found a way to wake up Lady Zi, so you will see a scene before it happens, and there is no resurrection technique at this time. ”

Finally, it is finished, and it can be regarded as 'the truth is revealed', but most people believe it, but there are still people who don't.

The black-robed middle-aged man in the crowd was like this, "Send a message to Elder Liu and ask him to find a way to find out the identity of the master of the young hall master of the temple." ”

"Yes!" the subordinate immediately responded.

Yueli looked at the crowd below who were talking again, and then announced: "Even if the little episode just now is over, the following is the one thing that everyone hopes for the most, then let your beloved young hall master continue to sacrifice the ceremony." ”

Everyone stopped and exchanged their heads and looked at Yan Xiuchen at the same time.

Yan Xiuchen was very simple, and spit out a word, "Open." ”

As soon as the words fell, Bai Xuanwu made a gesture to the side, and from the two times immediately appeared men dressed in uniform white robes, a total of twenty-one people.

Immediately after that, these people put on a strange formation on the altar, and each of them had a superb spar in their hands, and sat down cross-legged at the same time.

When Yun Yangzi saw it, he hurriedly shouted: "Good man, sit down, quickly." ”

Yueli nodded and sat down at the same time.

The people in the square also rushed to sit on the ground, and they also sat in a cultivation sitting posture.

The pink-clothed girl showed a pair of thief eyes, looked left and right, although it was a little strange, she still learned to sit down, "Cousin, can you really advance quickly like this?

Before the man could reply, the girl in purple reprimanded in a low voice angrily: "Shhh, don't speak, just follow along, whether you can be promoted or not depends on your qualifications." ”

Wu Zhong nodded, and immediately said, "Miss Xinyan is right, absorbing the power of faith is indeed inevitably related to qualifications. The better the qualification, the more faith power you will absorb, and the faster you will naturally advance. ”

Dongfang Xinyan suddenly said to Fan Sisi: "Hear it, absorb it seriously, don't think about anything else." ”

Dongfang Moqi didn't say anything, and sat quietly and looked seriously in the direction of the sacrificial platform.

The black-robed middle-aged man who sat down at the end also paid attention to the altar, his expression full of doubts.

Whew......

The twenty-one people on the direct sacrificial platform operated their spiritual power at the same time, and the top-grade spar in their hands flashed with light, flying out several powers, and then rotated and intertwined.

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