"In the end, it wasn't easy. Ye Wenhao looked at the top of the church spire and said excitedly. "It's not over yet. It will be a shock when the bishops come out to celebrate Mass with statues of light~!" Ye Wanting and Ya'er held hands. They look like good sisters. This woman can get to know each other faster than a man.

"Big brother, let me hold it?" Yi Shuihan looked at Liu Ling's eyes and said. Wang Teng shook his head and smiled. "It's fine. She followed us all day. She will fall asleep and you will wake up again. That's all. Yi Shuihan couldn't beat Wang Teng and stopped speaking. The group stood in the crowd and found a relatively spacious place.

"It's not good. There are too many people. Why don't we go somewhere?" Wang Teng hugged Liu Ling with one hand and pointed to the roof opposite and the roof of the three-story bell tower. He could see the sacred square below, as well as the entire grand sacrificial ceremony. Yi Shuihan looked at it, not to mention that the bell tower and the place where everyone was standing were separated by a wide avenue, and the four carriages ran horizontally. At this time, the road was already crowded with people. In addition, all nearby buildings, as long as they are around the Holy Square, have heavily armed handles. It's not easy to get out of bed.

"Hehe, forget it, I'll take you up. Wang Teng looked around and saw that no one had noticed all of them. He took Arya by the hand and motioned for them to follow him into a quiet alley. He muttered a few words softly in his mouth, Wang Teng pointed his finger at Ya'er, Ya'er disappeared in front of the crowd, only Lin Wanting here was the first time to see such magic, and he was so frightened that his mouth almost made a sound, but fortunately, Ye Wenhao covered Lin Wanting's mouth.

"Get up~!" Wang Teng, who also gave himself and Liu Ling a good invisibility spell, grabbed Liu Ling with one hand and Ya'er's waist with the other, the wind three styles, the whole person flew over the ground like a running thunder, straight into the sky, Ya'er looked down curiously, and suddenly his face became pale, and there was a pitch-black head below, which was quite scary. After a while, Wang Teng and Ya'er came to the top of the bell tower. The top of the tower resembles a tower, square in shape, surrounded by a meter-high earth and stone guardrail. Standing here and looking down, it's safe and comfortable, and there's no need to put up with the crowd below.

After a while, all the people came to the top of the bell tower, Lin Wanting was the most excited, she grew so big, she was in heaven for the first time, and it was on the top of so many people's heads, since she reached the top of the bell tower, her face had been red, and she said sorry to Wen Yehao one by one, Wen Yehao nodded hurriedly, in fact, he didn't know what his sister said. "Let's go, let's go, Brother Yu, look~!" Arya jumped up and cheered. Wang Teng looked at it, and suddenly the spire of the entire Holy See lit up.

The dazzling white light was not noticeable at first, but after a while, the entire top of the tower turned white and began to glow softly white at night. The white light is bright, but not harsh, but rather gives a pleasant feeling. "Wow, that's amazing~!" Ariel exclaimed, the top of the tower had gradually turned into a cloud of white light, like a small sun hanging in mid-air, covering the bright Vatican within a radius of five miles.

Wang Teng had arranged a psychedelic array at the top of the tower in advance, so that the people below could not see anyone on the tower at all. Otherwise, the white light will shine here. If someone looks up, they can find it now. Wang Teng nodded, noncommittal, the Vatican has been operating on this continent for many years, and there are some natural means here. Although the god of light belonged to the magical camp when the gods and demons fought thousands of years ago, thousands of years later, humans who had lost their faith gradually began to believe in the existence of God. The birth of the Empire of Light is a good example of this. It is a country where all those who believe in God gather. The Holy See of Light has the absolute right to speak in the Empire of Light. The system unites the whole country. Although the Council of Light has been established in Xianglong for many years, it has not been able to spread its own teachings. Therefore, 90% of the people here today are watching the excitement, and they are all devout believers

The Xianglong Empire itself has never promoted religious beliefs. In this country, you can trust anything, but you have to be loyal to the empire. Therefore, the official attitude of the auspicious dragon towards the Council of Light has always been polite, neither helping you to develop nor hindering your strength. Second, the long-term status of the Xianglong Empire as the largest power on the mainland has made the citizens of Xianglong feel a sense of pride in their bones. They only believe in their country and nation. They will only laugh at the gods and other things spread by outsiders.

"There are so many people watching the excitement~!" Although it was no longer crowded, Ye Wenhao couldn't help but sigh as soon as he saw the pitch-black head below. Wang Teng smiled: "There are so many festivals every year. Right now, almost everyone is busy. There's a busy thing to put down and relax. Why not?" "Yes, yes," Ye Wenhao nodded.

"What a big pomp and circumstance that~!" Yi Shuihan couldn't help but sigh. Lined up in strict formation, dressed in bright silver armor, they were the first to walk out of the main gate of the Vatican under the majesty of the pure white Malaysian knights. "Templar~?" Ye Wenhao asked tentatively. "Well, it's the Templars. Wang Teng nodded, the Templars were only a thousand people, and they were a first-class holy warrior in the hands of the Council of Light, who had launched three holy wars for it and made brilliant achievements.

"Big brother, I heard that everyone in the Templars had to go to the seventh year, didn't I?" Ye Wenhao thought of a rumor and asked. "How do I know they don't wear medals, but I don't think it should be so exaggerated. A thousand well-trained seventh-level soldiers are more useful than ten gods of war. If the Church had this power, would the Empire of Light still be overwhelmed by the Empire of Worship?" Wang Teng said, looking at the shiny silver armored knights.

After the Knights disbanded, nearly 1,000 white robes came out from behind them to sacrifice. They were all white gold-rimmed robes with passwords in their hands. All of them looked solemn for an instant. "I've heard that the church doesn't allow relationships. I don't know what these priests usually live on, haha~!" Ye Wenhao said with a smile. Ye Wanting glared at her younger brother, Ke'er also laughed with Ye Wenhao, there are so many people, only he and Ye Wenhao are the most compatible.

After the sacrificial phalanx, there was the bishop's guard of honor, one after another two meters tall magnificent men, sixteen people together, carrying a three-meter-high statue slowly walked out from inside, behind the statue was the honor guard, all the beautiful beauties were dressed in knightly costumes, blonde hair with the same hairstyle, each holding a flag, the flag was painted with some symbols and patterns that only intelligent believers could understand.

After the guard of honor passed, a group of red offerings came out of it. In the striking red center, surrounded by an old man in a white robe, the old man wears a golden crown on his head, white as snow, and has a kind face. "He~!" Wang Teng was surprised that this person was still alive.

"Who?" Yi Shuihan looked at Wang Teng in surprise and hurriedly asked. "Stu. Bora Wangteng is back. "I think the old man is still alive, he should be in his 80s, really. Ye Wenhao also exclaimed. "Devout followers of the Light, we have finally ushered in this time of the year. Today, it belongs to our God, who is he~!" The 80-year-old showed no signs of aging. He stood on a high platform built a long time ago in the square. His voice was filled with gas, and in an instant it resounded throughout the hall.

"Light... Bright... "God ......" is like a dress rehearsal, and members of the Church of Light and devout believers chant in the same tone. This cry is much stronger than any thunder. Those who weren't there didn't think about how shocking the scene was.

"Our God brings light, hope, and courage to life. Today is the time to remember our Lord. Let's sing a didactic song together and thank God for the brilliance with our devout hearts. Stu bowed his head and saluted the brightly lit spire. Tens of thousands of people did this almost at the same time. A moment later, a melodious teaching song sounded. The church of light has no lyrics, only a melody, and is hummed.

As this melodious and ethereal song gradually sang, the white spire changed again and again, and wave after wave of white circles of light quietly sprinkled from the top of people's heads with a divine aura, and then came to everyone's whole body, and everyone was swept by the white light, all elated, as if they were suddenly young.

Wang Teng only felt a gentle power flowing through his body. The tiredness of a day of shopping is quickly swept away. Even a small wound accidentally scratched by Liu Ling began to heal gradually under the continuous flushing of the white light. If this is not a miracle, what is a miracle?

The crowd of onlookers suddenly boiled. "Miracle, it's really a miracle~!" In fact, in addition to watching the excitement, the biggest purpose of all the people who come here is to wait for the arrival of the white light. Legend has it that every year there will be a miracle at the temple fair. Miracles can heal all kinds of diseases and injuries. Now it seems that they are all true.

Wang Teng was also surprised and indifferent. The power of the white light is almost as pure as its own real yuan, even vague. When someone teaches to sing a song, everyone seems to change, change, change, change. He smiled helplessly. As for Zhai's hobby, the special thing about this collection is that he does not collect precious ceramics, calligraphy and paintings, and treasures, but all kinds of ink. The rarer and more special he is, the more he likes it. ”

"Ink ......" Wang Teng stretched his neck and asked again, Yi Shuihan thought that Wang Teng also thought that this hobby was special, and nodded affirmatively. However, as soon as his head lit up, Wang Teng slapped the table and laughed. "It's really not a hassle to break through the iron shoes and find a place to buy them. ”

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