|| The holy woman sat on the main seat in the center of the main hall, with a trace of sadness between her eyebrows.

In fact, in Xiao Chen's heart, she is now the saintess of the Pantheistic Sect, and she is still not the beloved Piao Piao in his heart.

To a person who has lost her memory, she is just a body without a soul.

Compared with the surname when the two of them first met, the saint was much less aggressive and high-minded.

Without waiting for the saint to speak, the maid standing next to her spoke first: "Boy, what do you mean by sneaking into the saint's mansion again and again?"

Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows, pointed at her with the corner of his eye, and said, "I can come if I want, I can leave if I want.

The maid was furious: "You boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, don't think that you can return to the south city from the north city, even if you have a long ability, don't forget, you are now the enemy of our Pantheistic Sect, and the Holy Sect Master will definitely kill you to make an example."

Xiao Hou Ye frowned slightly, and suddenly realized that he had indeed not taken into account this crucial layer in his plan.

A cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

The maid sneered and said, "I know that I am afraid, then tell me your purpose, in case the Holy Maiden is in a good mood, maybe she will help you intercede, and change your capital crime to the living crime of going to the northern city."

The saint stopped talking a few times, because she felt a long-lost familiarity from Xiao Chen, but she couldn't tell where this familiarity came from.

Xiao Chen raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Since this is the Holy Maiden's Mansion, of course I am here to find the Holy Maiden.

"Of course not, the status of the Holy Maiden is so noble, how can you see it if you want to see it." The maid said proudly: "Don't pee on yourself, as an enemy of the Divine Cult, you don't even have the slightest self-knowledge."

The little marquis also smiled: "Who said that I am an enemy."

Just a few seconds ago, he thought of a way to save himself, and he had confidence in his heart.

"It's not an enemy, it's a friend." The maid looked at him with a very playful gaze.

"By the way, not only friends, but also people of the same honorable status as your saints." The little marquis said arrogantly.

Several maids laughed together.Even the patrol Zhang couldn't hold back.Xindao, this kid must have lost his mind.Those young talents in the sect are forgivable for pestering the holy woman.But you're an outsider.You're still the great enemy of the sect.It's a big joke.It's a big joke.It's a big joke.It's a big joke.It's a big joke.

Ignoring their ridicule, the little marquis asked, "Everyone, what is the full name of this mansion?"

"O Holy Maiden's House." Someone blurted out.

His face darkened: "I'm asking for the full name."

A maid stood up: "Let me tell you, the full name of this mansion is the Holy Son, the Holy Maiden's Mansion, because this religion does not have the position of the Holy Son, and now it is the Holy Maiden who is in charge, so everyone is used to calling this the Holy Maiden's Mansion."

The little marquis smiled: "Holy Son, Holy Maiden's Mansion, that's right, I'm in and out of my own residence, what's wrong, it's wrong to arrest me, you know?"

The people were all amazed, and they didn't understand what he meant.

He unhurriedly showed the jasper pendant that had been hanging around his neck, and said, "Do you know it? Forget it, let me tell you directly. Its name is Mission Treasure Jade, and what is the identity of the person who owns it?

The maid standing at the front gave off her legs, and knelt down at that time: "Holy Son, the slave doesn't know that you are driving, and there are many verbal conflicts with you.

The attitude of the others also took a 180-degree turn, only the Holy Maiden stared at Xiao Chen with a strange gaze, and she was trying to piece together the fragments of memories in her mind.

The captain almost fell to his knees, and suddenly it occurred to him that the missionary treasure jade had been lost for many years.

The little marquis took the initiative and shouted: "Since you know my identity, then don't open the trapped immortal net and let me out."

The team members were just about to step forward, and the captain said in a deep voice: "Don't panic, everyone, this is too strange, the missionary Baoyu is true, it doesn't mean that his identity as a holy son is also true, have you heard the Holy Sect Master's announcement?"

Of course not.

Xiao Chen continued his words and said: "Is it true or false, you guys, the Holy Sect Master, please come, isn't it true, the picture is revealed, to tell you the truth, I am the descendant of the thirteenth sect leader of the Pantheistic Sect, and my identity can definitely stand up to verification."

Any person can be appointed as a saint. Why can't the master be this holy son.

A few minutes later, in the most luxurious palace in the southern city, the Holy Sect Master wearing a grimace mask slapped the table: "You say it again, he really claims to be the heir of the thirteenth Holy Sect Master."

Kneeling in front of the Holy Sect Master is the Great Military Division, and the small patrol Zhang is not qualified to see the Holy Sect Master.

Sang Tifan didn't believe it either, but what the people below said had noses and eyes, and the matter was too tricky, so he couldn't ask for verification before telling him, so he still chose to come to see the Holy Sect Master.

"Your Excellency the Holy Sect Master, that person does claim to be the descendant of the Thirteenth Holy Sect Master, holding the long-lost missionary treasure jade of this sect, according to several people who saw the treasure jade, it is indeed true." Sang Tifan said in a deep voice.

As the top leaders of the Pantheistic Sect, these two were well aware of what was going on, and the thirteenth Holy Sect Master attempted to tamper with the teachings and died under the siege of his subordinates.

But this matter is the top secret of the Pantheistic Church, and although thousands of years have passed, except for a limited number of people, the rest of the cult does not know.

After the death of the thirteenth Holy Master, all his descendants were cleansed, and thousands of years had passed since this incident.

It's fake, it must be fake, it's the judgment that pops up in the minds of the Great Army Master and the Holy Sect Master.

However, in the hearts of ordinary sect members, every Holy Sect Master is synonymous with wisdom and martial arts, and traitors can appear among the sect, but the previous Holy Sect Masters absolutely not.

If you let everyone know that there was once a Holy Sect Master who committed an apostasy, Heaven and Earth City would have to fry the pot.

In other words, no matter how unwilling these two people were, as long as the missionary Baoyu was true, then they could not deny Xiao Chen's identity.

Let an enemy be the son of the religion, and spreading it will surely become the biggest laughing stock on the grassland.

The Holy Sect Master was very embarrassed, and he didn't know how to deal with this matter, after all, many people had already learned that the missionary treasure jade had reappeared in the world, and they were all waiting to see the true face of the Holy Son.

A few minutes later, he made a difficult decision.

After a few more minutes, under the joint witness of the left and right virtuous kings, the great military division, and the four great protectors, the authenticity of the missionary treasure jade was affirmed.

Immediately, they jointly announced the official restoration of the Holy Son of the Religion, not only to live in the Holy Maiden's Palace, but also to become the legal heir of the next Holy Master.

It can be described as an earth-shattering reversal.The little marquis has changed gorgeously from a prisoner at the bottom of the stairs to a guest on the throne, and he is the Holy Son below a few people and above tens of thousands of people.