After Mu Shi sat down, the bishops on both sides focused their eyes, and Mu Shi was so uncomfortable that he had to silently pick up the steaming teacup in front of him and pretend not to know anything and drank it.

The archbishop smiled and shook his head, and walked to the seat next to Dean Li and sat down.

"Now that we're all here, let's serve the food." The holy woman raised her hand, and immediately an attendant rushed in with the dishes in her hands, and quietly placed the delicacies on the long table. Mu Shi saw that there were attendants who were responsible for distributing tableware, and he felt that this was quite similar to the culture of Western food.

The saint raised her wine glass, and the golden fruit wine inside shone under the illumination of the crystal lamp, "If my predecessor can come, I should have held a banquet yesterday, but time is pressing, so I have to delay it until now." Don't blame the seniors. ”

Cangxi smiled and touched his wine glass, "If that old bastard hadn't died, I wouldn't have come!" I don't blame you for not thinking of it, not to mention that I hate this one set of things. After speaking, he drank all the fruit wine in the wine glass, smashed his mouth and exclaimed, "Sure enough, your clear water brew is fascinating!" ”

"If you like it, you can stay here all the time, and you can supply it unlimitedly." The saint smiled seductively, a sly glint flashing in her eyes. Cangxi smiled, waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I hate being imprisoned by rules and regulations the most." That old bastard can't trap me, and you still want to seduce me to jump in! ”

The saint smiled helplessly, raised her head and took a sip of the wine in the cup.

The bishops all changed their faces when Cangxi said that the old bastard, which was obviously disrespectful to the first pope, but the holy woman did not have a trace of annoyance, and couldn't help but have a higher speculation about Cangxi's identity.

Cang Xi saw that everyone was whispering and peeking at him from time to time, so he pretended to sigh sadly and said, "I'm really old, no one knows the old man, alas——"

The saint said softly, "The name of the predecessor will be passed on forever, but the predecessor himself likes to hide from the world, and we people have no choice but to follow the will of the senior." ”

"Hahaha, you're really a sweet little padded jacket, no wonder that old bastard likes you so much!" Cangxi was obviously coaxed into happiness and laughed.

The saint's smile was sluggish because of these words, but she quickly recovered, lowered her eyes and chuckled, and her voice was much shallower, "The junior is just telling the truth." ”

Mu Shi listened to it with sore teeth, which Cangxi moved the target to Mu Shi, "Unlike this little bastard, he doesn't love the old man at all, and if he doesn't get angry with me every day, I'm done!" ”

Mu Shi was extremely innocent, and his eyes widened, "Master, how can I have it?" Obviously, you change tricks and prank me every day, I live in fear every day, last time I took your pill and pulled my stomach for a day! Mu Shi was already well-behaved, and at this moment, he was still with the mist in his eyes, and he looked so pitiful.

Cangxi still ate this set, and was dumbfounded for a while, and said stupidly, "Isn't that pill for you to detoxify.......

"Then I misunderstood Master, I'm sorry." Mu Shi clasped his hands together, and the appearance of crying made Cangxi feel depressed for a while.

"Ha, it seems that you really like Mu Shi, senior." There was a hint of envy in the saint's eyes, and she said with a smile. Cangxi turned his face away and said, "Reluctantly." Mu Shi was too lazy to expose the truth that he forced himself to apprentice, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, picked up the fruit wine and tasted it, the entrance was mellow and sweet, and it was endlessly memorable, and it was really a good wine that Cangxi could remember.

After a long time of wine and food, Cangxi was toasted a lot of wine, and his old eyes and nose were even redder.

Seeing that it was almost over, the holy woman put down the tableware and dismissed everyone, and said softly, "Senior, Dean Li said that Xiao Sheng invited himself to leave the continent and wanted Mu Shi to attend the Holy Son Festival instead, right?" ”

Cangxi burped, nodded and said vaguely, "Yes, but I didn't let it go, it's the old boy Li Ruizi." ”

Dean Li also knew that Cangxi was drunk, so he nodded helplessly, and just wanted to say something to the holy maiden, but she raised her hand and waved it off, "Dean Li has already told me about Xiaosheng." The light in her eyes flowed, like a pair of sapphires, "But the younger generation remembers that the predecessor once served as the Holy Son, and then the Holy Flame of the Holy See lost one~"

Cangxi smiled, leaning against the chair and slumping into a puddle of mud, "Xiao Nizi knows a lot, she's really clever." ”

The saint covered her lips and smiled lowly, "The predecessor has played the position of the Acting Holy Son again this time, and Xiao Sheng's departure is a deep investigation." ”

Mu Shi frowned when she heard this, Li Yuansheng secretly left was something she couldn't have imagined, there was no calculation of her at all, but she didn't know if Cangxi had done something. Mu Shi thought about it, and turned his head to look at the cheap master with a drunken face.

Cangxi raised his eyelids, where was there still drunkenness in his eyes, but he was clear, and looked at the holy woman meaningfully, "You are really smarter than that old bastard, no wonder that old bastard finally folded in your hands." ”

"I'll go, gossip!" Mu Shi was shocked in his heart, immediately picked up the teacup and lowered his head to pretend to drink tea, and then quietly glanced at Dean Li, who was sitting opposite, and turned out to be calm and unmoving, and couldn't help admiring his composure in his heart.

The Holy Maiden smiled, looked at Mu Shi and said lightly, "Don't talk about the past." This time, it should be for the apprentice. ”

Cangxi played with the wine glass, "Hey, what else do you ask now that you know?" The old boy has no objections, why do you hold on? ”

The holy woman raised her hand and picked up the wine jug and got up to pour a glass for Cangxi, and said obediently, "How dare the juniors, they can do a favor for their seniors, even Dean Li is willing to give in, let alone me?" ”

Cangxi drank the wine, looked at Mu Shi and said with a smile, "I know what you are afraid of?" Don't worry, my apprentice's ambition is not here, and I don't want to let her be a substitute saint, you don't have to worry that she will threaten your status. ”

Mu Shi finally understood after listening so much, Li Yuansheng's departure was definitely Cangxi's handiwork, and it is unknown what he said to Li Yuansheng. And Dean Li knew that he would not stop it, the holy woman knew all this, and she was afraid that having the big Buddha of Cangxi would threaten her status, so she set up this dinner today.

Is this the power of the strong?

Mu Shi lowered his eyes, looked at his face reflected in the tea, and fell into deep thought. Cangxi, a character who does not like accidents and has lived for more than 100 years, involves the three parties in order to get the fire of evolution for himself.

However, if he hadn't performed so well in the Holy Election, Cangxi probably wouldn't have done it. It's a two-way street. But in any case, Mu Shi really faced up to her cheap master who fell from the sky.

The expression in the saint's eyes relaxed, and she returned to her original clarity and beauty, "What the seniors say, the juniors naturally believe." Then she tilted her head to look at Mu Shi and quipped, "In that case, Mu Shi Holy Son, you have to stay here and train the Holy Son's manners urgently." ”

The corners of Mu Shi's mouth twitched, "Holy Maiden, I'm just attending the festival instead, there's no need for this." ”

"The Holy Son is the faith of the people of the Li Kingdom, if you disappoint them, then it will not work." The saint covered her lips and explained with a smile, making Mu Shi dumbfounded. If she hadn't needed that fire, she wouldn't have wanted to suffer that sin.

"I do my best......."

So, in the next few days, Mu Shi was in dire straits. During the day, he had to receive urgent training from the Holy Maiden and Dean Li, and at night, he had to go back to refine medicine and learn the method of refining and fusing fire under the guidance of Cangxi. Although the two points and one line are busy, they are very fulfilling.

Six days later, Tianming City was empty.

On the huge Capital Square, people are bustling and sweating like rain.

With the first rays of sunlight in the morning, a pure white saint stepped into the air and landed in the center of the square, followed by the bishops of various cities, standing respectfully with their heads bowed.

The routine opening speech aroused the excitement of the Chinese people.

Mu Shi slowly walked down from the highest part of the square amid cheers, dressed in a papal dress with gold patterns on a white background, wearing a white gold half-face mask, and the pale gold feather pattern symbolized the identity of the Holy Son, corresponding to the veil of the Holy Maiden.

Fortunately, the news of the festival on behalf of the Holy Son has been promulgated in advance, although people are puzzled that the image of the young man attending the festival is different from Li Yuansheng, but they are also very excited and admired when they know that this is the mysterious boy who finally defeated Li Yuansheng in the Holy Election.

The red carpet was spread all the way in front of the holy woman, and Mu Shi attracted the light elements around her body according to what the holy woman said, like a real child of light. Although he complained in his heart about the rule of Li Guo's gods, he had to say that in this atmosphere, he almost believed it.

Mu Shi maintained this form and walked elegantly on the red carpet to accept the congratulations of all the people, and finally walked in front of the saint after half a pillar of incense, the black eyes behind the mask quietly looked at the saint who was facing away from the sun and looked inexplicable, slightly raised his lips and did not speak.

The saint came back to her senses under the reminder of the archbishop behind her, smiled slightly, and took the golden holy book held by the bishop beside her, her gentle voice was not majestic:

"The light has chosen you, and the people have chosen you."

"O son of light, are you willing to accept the blessing of the light, become the holy son of the kingdom of Li, become a point in the light, and expel all the night."

Mu Shi slowly knelt down on one knee, his voice firm and clear, "I do." ”

The saint nodded slightly, and the golden holy tome emitted a divine white glow under her hand, and a crown of feathers corresponding to the white gold intersection was suspended in the white rays, and the feathers were clustered with a golden abstract sun, which shimmered in the sunlight with a dazzling light. The archbishop stepped forward and walked up to the saint and took the canon.

The saint took the crown, leaned over and put it on Mu Shi with her own hands. There was thunderous applause and shouts all around. Mu Shi suddenly felt that some strange invisible power had entered his body. It's a small force, but it's huge. Just when Mu Shi was puzzled, the holy woman helped Mu Shi up and whispered in her ear, "It's the power of faith." ”

Mu Shi was stunned, it was the first time she had heard this term. Looking up at the saint, the saint just smiled faintly and didn't say anything more.