Several temple bishops standing on the altar seemed to notice the abnormality below, and their eyes fell on Ye Haotian one after another, but before they could see clearly, the divine radiance in the sky suddenly disappeared, and the dazzling sunlight fell on everyone's body again.

Ye Haotian didn't pay attention to the changes on the altar.

His attention was completely drawn to another wonderful sensation in his body.

At the moment when the divine blood devoured the divine light, he felt some indescribable changes occur in his body.

The jade palace suspended in the sea of knowledge suddenly lit up, and an empty hall could be faintly seen inside.

There is a tall shrine in the middle of the main hall, a holy and flawless goddess on the seat is sleeping soundly, the original top-down sagging colorful vitality in the sea of consciousness has flowed up, carrying the divine light devoured by the blood of the gods poured into the jade palace, with the influx of the divine light, the jade palace is getting brighter and brighter, and the picture inside is becoming clearer and clearer, just when he is about to see the face of the goddess clearly, the divine soul was suddenly forcibly driven out of the sea of knowledge, and the surrounding world was filled with dazzling and bright sunlight.

The divine glow in the sky is scattered.

Zhou Aotian also saw the abnormal changes that occurred around Ye Haotian's body in the crowd, he didn't make a sound, but his eyes stayed on him for a moment before turning around and leaving surrounded by the bishops. Soon disappeared from everyone's sight.

The memorial service is a big event.

The human beings of the Firmament Continent all have their own beliefs, but not every cultivator believes in the gods of the Heavenly Domain.

The gods are high above, and it is said that as long as you cultivate and enter the Nine Realms, you can fly to the Heavenly Realm and become one of the immortal gods.

In pursuit of eternal life and strength, human beings began to practice.

But the gods are too far away and too illusory after all.

Their stingy grace will only come to a few priests.

Three thousand priests are like drops of water falling into the sea compared to hundreds of millions of human beings, and the relative number is almost negligible.

If you want to become a priest, it's too difficult and too difficult, and if you want to live forever, that's just an ideal.

With the inherent humility and reverence for the gods, temple practitioners are more concerned with immediate gains.

For example, the test of promotion to the inner door.

For example, the ranking of inner disciples.

For example, the selection of the Templars.

Because these are closely related to their current interests, as long as they win the next competition test, they will immediately see vested interests and benefits.

The Chengtian Great Sacrifice is held once a year, and the new students have already inquired about the process, and as the Pope quietly leaves, a priest announces the second content of the Great Sacrifice - the promotion of disciples from the outer temple to the inner temple test.

There are many disciples in the temple, and there are more than 30,000 new students this year and the disciples who failed to advance to the inner temple last year, and the specific content of the test changes every year, and the only thing that remains unchanged is the first item - ī.

Under the leadership of the temple teaching, more than 40,000 new and old students walked along a hundred-meter-wide Shinto road behind the main hall towards the valley behind the temple.

The temple is built on the mountain of clouds, covering a vast area, in addition to the imperial palace, there are three holy places of cultivation at the same height as it is on the hillside.

Standing on the top of any temple of the temple, as long as you have enough eyesight, you can overlook the entire Anyang City.

The Shinto path was very long, and it took half an hour for the test team to stop in front of a stone wall nearly fifty meters high.

There is a huge stone gate on the stone wall every 100 meters, usually the stone door is closed, but today it has been opened by several clergy, revealing the stone path that winds upwards behind.

The rules of the test are very simple, the climb to the top of the mountain at the specified time shall prevail, and no fights between disciples are allowed during the climbing, and if anyone who does not reach the top of the mountain or exceeds the time, it will be considered a failure.

After figuring out the rules, Ye Haotian casually chose a stone gate and walked towards the stone path with the disciples beside him. As soon as he walked a short distance, a tall stone monument on the side of the road came into his eyes.

"Quit greed. ”

The stele is engraved with three eye-catching characters.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't understand this, it means don't be greedy. ”

"Nonsense, the temple test, is it as simple as you say? I mean the hidden meaning of the word. ”

"Then I don't know, don't move anything, it's right!"

"Yes, my family is the richest man in Wind Forest City, I haven't seen any rare treasures, and there are really not many things that can arouse the interest of Young Master Ben. The disciple who spoke boasted triumphantly.

Someone next to him immediately answered: "Hehe, you just blow it, Fenglin City is just a fourth-level small city, it is said that it is still the poorest of the fourth-level, and the annual income of the whole city is probably not as good as the monthly expenditure of a ninth-rate family in Anyang." ”

The disciple's face immediately turned red: "What nonsense are you talking about! Our family has an income of three million gold coins a year!"

"If you are really rich, you go to the Longjia Auction House to hang the Xuangang Sword on your body, then it is called true majesty. Someone scoffed.

"Do you think I can't afford it? When I'm in the inner sanctum, I'll go buy one for you to see. ”

"Okay, that's what you said, if you don't buy it, it's a bear bag. ”

"What are you arguing about? Youben passed the test in advance, and besides, a group of wastes who are not even in the middle of the Three Realms want to enter the inner hall, which is really a fool's dream, not dead or alive. An indifferent voice rang out.

"Who do you say? Who do you say is trash?"

Several of the disciples who were arguing immediately locked their eyes on the speaker.

"What's the matter? I don't accept it, I say that you don't want to waste it, okay, then wait to climb to the top of the mountain and fight with Young Master Ben, whoever loses will kneel on the ground and shout Master, do you dare?"

The man who spoke was also dressed in the costume of an outer disciple, and he looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, but his childish face showed indifference and arrogance that did not match his age, and he carried a long knife of the same height as him behind his back.

"Shhhh ”

Some of the people recognized the origin of this strap-on disciple, and their faces suddenly changed drastically: "It's Han Baichuan! The son of the deputy commander of the Anyang City Defense Army, shut up." ”

Hearing the words 'Han Baichuan', the disciples also looked miserable, and turned their heads one by one, and no one dared to say anything.

"Waste is waste!"

Han Baichuan snorted coldly and strode forward along the steps, the people around him dodged one after another, and everyone's eyes were full of awe.

Ye Haotian also heard the conversation of these disciples in the crowd, he was also not unfamiliar with the name Han Baichuan, he ranked fifth in the top three in the entrance examination, but he didn't expect it to be Han Zhongtian's son.

"In the later stage of the Three Realms, there is indeed some talent. ”

Muttering, Ye Haotian continued to move forward with the crowd, and just as he stepped past the stone monument, a faint fragrance suddenly came to his nose. The aroma that eroded the heart and spleen suddenly made many disciples can't help but moan in comfort.