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In the deepest part of the mausoleum, this most majestic and towering palace, the doors of the temple are still closed, and the surrounding emptiness is sacred. This is the temple in the depths of Minsa's memory.

The two vermilion doors had bounced Minza's hands back to the ground when they touched her.

Lord Wanfu took Minsa and walked to the open space in front of the temple, and his footsteps stopped.

"According to the rules, you need to be blindfolded." Lord Wanfu bowed his head, looked at Minsa and said to her.

"I remember." Minsa said, smiling slightly, and closed his eyes cooperatively.

Last time, he triggered the spirit tree seed's ten thousand rays of light, and the blue light wave spread to almost the entire imperial city, accompanied by a roaring thunderous sound, which shocked all the relatives and nobles of Yunling.

Everyone stood outside the temple and waited, trying to determine if this little girl was the holy person they had been waiting for for hundreds of years.

This temple can only be entered by the Lord of Wanfu and the Soul Master. The last time they brought Minsa in, they blindfolded Minsa and led him into the temple until he reached the high platform of the Spirit Tree.

Minsa closed her eyes slightly, and Lord Wanfu took out an ink-colored silk handkerchief, folded it back and forth, and then walked behind Minsa and blindfolded her.

Touching the hand of the Lord of Wanfu so closely, Minsa could feel that the movements of the Lord of Wanfu were a little clumsy, I am afraid that he had never done such a delicate thing.

Mingsa didn't know that Wanfu was nervous at this time, so he was cramped.

Finally, when he tied the silk handkerchief, Lord Wanfu asked, "Is it okay?" ”

"Well, I can't see anything." Minsa should be reconciled.

Wanfu smiled, but Minsa really couldn't see it. What he actually asked was, is he tied loose or tight? She understood something else.

"I'll help you." Lord Wanfu said, raising one of Minsa's hands and placing it on his raised forearm: "Follow me." ”

"Yes." Minsa responded.

Seeing the Lord coming, the guards of the Holy Land hurriedly opened the gate and welcomed the Lord and Yinghou Mingsa into the temple.

The last time I came to the temple, I was also trying to verify whether I was a destined person of the Spirit Tree, and at that time, Minsa thought to himself, I am just an ordinary man, and I am by no means the holy person that everyone is looking forward to.

At that time, she was worried about being bound and longed for freedom as usual.

This time the mood was very different.

Instead, Minsa hinted to himself in his heart, praying that he was the one who was destined to save the world from danger even if he would lead thousands of killings in the world to himself.

I don't know when, more and more righteousness will rise.

Or even ordinary people, when they are pushed to such a high-profile position, they will be enthusiastic, and they will unconsciously put the righteousness in a higher place in their own life and death?

Minsa thought all the way, followed the Lord of Wanfu through three gates, two large circuits turned, and then listened to the Lord of Wanfu beside him say: "Be careful, there are steps up here." ”

The Spiritist who helped himself into the temple seems to have said the same thing. As soon as the corners of Minsa's mouth moved, he unconsciously counted in his heart: one, two, three, four...... Thirty...... Thirty-eight, thirty-nine!

Minsa's footsteps came to an abrupt halt.

"So you remember." Lord Wanfu lowered Minsa's arm and said at her side.

Minsa smiled but did not answer, noncommittal.

At the beginning of the introduction of Minsa into the temple, Lord Wanfu had a heart to notice that Minsa seemed to have some memories of these doors and the detours that had to be taken.

Even if she did support her, she didn't rely on her own reminders along the way, and when she arrived at the place where it was time to turn, she had a premonition and walked very smoothly.

Now the steps did not bother her, as if she were walking on the ground, without slowing down. When she stepped up the thirty-ninth step, she automatically stopped, and here was the high platform where she finally stopped.

Clever!

Lord Wanfu suddenly had some confidence in his heart, as if in the next moment, he would be able to see with Minsa that the seed of this spiritual tree began to sprout, grow, and grow into a dense tree.

The Lord of Wanfu activated the mechanism device to bury the seeds, and the mechanism was silent, but the spirit tree seeds were already shining with crystal light, and slowly rose from the ground.

Minsa felt that Lord Wanfu turned behind him, and he began to raise his hand to untie the silk handkerchief in front of Minsa.

There are no visible objects in the temple, this is the rule of entering the temple, Minsa was shocked for a while, and subconsciously reached out to press the handkerchief, but pressed the hand of the Lord of Wanfu, and Minsa's slightly cool fingers touched the warm fingers of the Lord of Wanfu.

There was silence for a moment.

Just as ice and fire did not melt, Minsa quickly withdrew her hand like an electric shock, and let Lord Wanfu take off the black handkerchief in front of her, but Minsa still closed his eyes and did not dare to open them.

"Open your eyes." Lord Wanfu said calmly.

"I'm afraid this is not possible, according to the rules I can't look at the contents of the temple." Minsa said.

"Now that you've written it down, it doesn't matter if you see it or not, you don't have to stick to the rules. The rules are set by people, and someone needs to break them. Lord Wanfu smiled and said gently.

Minsa slowly opened his eyes.

The spirit tree seed in front of him was surrounded by a circle of crystal clear glass devices, refracting its blue light into multiple planes, twisting and stacking, very exquisite.

And this spirit tree seed is indeed very similar to Aunt Lan's fingers, with two petals with the lines of a peanut shell.

"Generational strife, how many grievances, are all because of this little seed." Lord Wanfu groaned.

Minsa stared intently at the Spirit Tree Seed, reached out and took the dagger, and lifted the sleeve of his wrist to reveal his flawless white forearms. On her wrist, a lush and realistic spirit tree was engraved on her wrist.

"Lord, I'm getting started." Minsa looked at Lord Wanfu and asked for instructions.

"Okay." The Lord nodded.

Minsa put the dagger on his wrist, calmed down for a moment, and secretly made a wish in his heart: O god, bless me as a destined person of the Spirit Tree! Let my blood, watering the seeds, sprout and grow, and bring peace to the tomb and the world!

With a thud, along the trunk of the tree totem, Minsa exerted force, and a stream of bright red blood flowed out of his wrist. Minsa frowned, so he turned his wrist and placed it on top of the Spirit Tree seed, letting the blood drip on the seed.

The expected blue light did not appear, and Minsa looked at his wrist more and more calmly, one drop, two drops......

The blood was still dripping down the tree totem, however, the blood drops on the seeds of the spirit tree were like dripping on something that was completely discompatible with the blood, and as soon as it touched the edge of the seed, it followed the body of the seed and instantly slid into the soil below. And on the dark blue of the seeds, there is not a trace of blood.

After a while, beads of sweat were evident on Minsa's forehead.

Lord Wanfu was concerned, and took a step closer and asked, "You may support?" You don't have to force it. ”

"I can." Minsa said firmly.

She was sweating not because she was bleeding, but because she was in a hurry. Why can't you wait for the reaction of the Spirit Tree Seed?