Mardok was the god of the city-states of Babylon. In the eyes of the Babylonians, the throne of the king of Babylon was conferred by Malduk, and the monks of the temple were the servants of Marduk, and the people needed her protection to please Marduk in exchange for his grace and the perpetuation of the nation and the city.

Only the king of Babylon and the monks were allowed to enter the temple as a post station for the gods to come, and only on a special day like today, the king could bring his concubine, the Median princess Edith, into the temple and receive the blessing of Marduk.

The ceremony was very long, and Lin Luoran, like everyone else, could only wait outside the temple seemingly religiously.

Next to the temple was a stone tower, about fifteen or sixteen meters high, only a head above the sturdy and towering inner walls, and it was somewhat shabby compared to the grandeur of the temple.

The buildings of the entire inner city of Babylon were all colorful and ornate, and she even caught a glimpse of the temple being made of gold, how could there be an inconspicuous stone tower in such an important place for Babylon? Things were a little unusual, the ceremony of blessing the newlyweds in the temple was not finished for a long time, and Lin Luoran had to find something for himself to think about.

Ask the slave girls around you don't think about it, seeing how they don't dare to look up, let alone talk to her.

The monks who stayed outside the temple stared at Lin Luoran with displeasure on their faces, in their opinion, those who dared to quietly look at the temple on such an occasion were blasphemy against Malduk.

When Nebuchadnezzar and Edith came out side by side, Lin Luoran's aura happened to flash at this moment. Babylon lacked stone, and all the buildings were built of earth and bricks, except for the humble stone tower in front of you, and the splendid temple of Maldok next to it!

Why is precious stone used on such an inconspicuous stone tower?

The monks stepped forward and whispered something in the high priest's ear, and a vicissitudes of life looked at this side, Lin Luoran only glimpsed deep eye lines, which was a face that had been carved by time, and the woman surnamed Ji never returned, Lin Luoran had no reason to feel guilty about this high priest.

She cowered into the ranks of slave girls.

"Princess, is this silk-clad also the slave girl you brought from the Medes?" The high priest didn't let her go because of her retreat, Lin Luoran scolded in his heart that he had nothing to wear silk, and now he was like a red-crowned crane in a group of white cranes, and he couldn't be conspicuous if he wanted to.

Edith's hand was held by Nebuchadnezzar, smelling the spices on his body, a little absent-mindedly: "Lin is not a slave girl, she is a distinguished guest of the Medes." She lowered her voice, "Wang, it was Lin who painted me beautiful makeup. ”

Nebuchadnezzar laughed, and immediately swept away the old-fashioned air he looked.

"Edith, your friend, can really be a court painter." Painting and makeup made no difference in the eyes of the conquering king of Babylon. Lin Luoran's appearance was not quite in line with Babylon's aesthetics, and Nebuchadnezzar's gaze stayed on her for a long time.

"High Priest, what do you think of my plan to rebuild the Tower of Babel for the worship of the god Marduk?" Nebuchadnezzar stood in front of the steps of the temple and spoke with the high priest.

Hearing the words "Tower of Babel", Lin Luoran's ears automatically stood up.

The more the king attaches importance to religious activities and devoutly worships the god Marduk, it is better to build the whole country with temples, so that the interests of the monk group will be guaranteed and expanded, and the high priest had no reason to refuse, but when he heard that it was to rebuild the Tower of Babel, the old priest who looked like he was about to die hesitated for a while before nodding his head.

Nebuchadnezzar took Edith's hand and walked to the edge of the stone tower, "Edith, this is the gate of the gods of Babylon, I will build it up to the heavens, and worship the god Maldu, and we can also climb to the top of the tower and look down on our kingdom." ”

At this moment, Nebuchadnezzar was full of pride, and Edith looked at her hero with longing and intoxication.

Only Lin Luoran almost fell headlong, this inconspicuous stone tower turned out to be the Tower of Babel!! - Wrong, it should be the predecessor of the Tower of Babel, it has not yet reached the sky at this time, this tower, only the rebuilt Tower of Babel, can she return to the 21st century? Is this the test of the level...... Lin Luoran's thoughts were confused for a while.

The High Priest's eyes, full of stories, saw the joyful and sad expression on her face.

"It is time for you, the king, to go with the princess and receive the congratulations of the people." The high priest woke up Nebuchadnezzar, and the cheers of the people outside the walls never stopped, and the people of Babylon were waiting for their king to appear with their princess, and Nebuchadnezzar took Edith and boarded Buluan with him, in high spirits.

The slaves, musicians, and guards all took action, and Lin Luoran was about to follow when two monks stopped in front of her.

She was wary and surprised, as if she didn't know why they had stopped her.

The High Priest laughed: "Court painter? You Huaxia monks, in order to enter the Tower of Babel, you are really willing to think of any way. ”

Lin Luoran's neck was stiff, and he had a feeling of being seen through. Death refuses to admit it, or does he take care of him, or does he chase after him to seek Edith's protection? Several thoughts were fighting in her head, and in the cautiousness of nature, there was also a hint of adventure clamouring, this was her best chance to get close to the Tower of Babel, right?

"Where are you from?" The High Priest stared at her for a moment, then suddenly opened his mouth to ask.

Is it dead or alive, hiding or fighting? Lin Luoran's body had already reacted instinctively, and she showed a gentle and harmless smile, "High Priest, the little girl is from the East. "Mother Lin said that she has been very close to elders since she was a child, and the ancestors of Sanqing Dao blessed, what Mother Lin said must be true.

The wrinkled High Priest shook his head, "You're not like those arrogant Orientals who try to seize the Tower of Babel, little girl, are you really from the East?" ”

Lin Luoran broke out in a cold sweat, "High Priest, you are laughing. The little girl is indeed from Oriental China. She silently added in her heart, from the East China more than 2,000 years later, she is not lying, right?

The High Priest was noncommittal about her answer, "The cultivation is very low, since you are here for the Tower of Babel, you might as well go and meet you, are you willing?" ”

Lin Luoran suspected that he had heard something, this old man was taking the initiative to invite her into the tower? Could it be that the Sanqing Dao Ancestor heard her wish? In fact, it is more likely, it is a trap, the high priest just looked at her quietly without sadness or joy, Lin Luoran was a little frustrated, and he didn't want her to agree or not, judging from the other party's unfathomable cultivation, it didn't matter.

"We have a saying in Huaxia that it is better to obey orders than to be respectful, and the high priest will invite you first." This sentence is also Chinese, but there is no Spring and Autumn Period, at this time, except for these Babylonian monks, there are no outsiders present, and Lin Luoran is not afraid of revealing his stuffing, and he talks nonsense casually.

The monks retreated into the temple, the old priest walked barefoot in front, and Lin Luoran's legs were stiff. Since the Tower of Babel has existed for a long time, she actually guessed wrong before, maybe it was not built by a Chinese monk, but a female cultivator surnamed Ji, who wanted to seize what belonged to Babylon, and saw her tactics detouring, and did not hesitate to accept Princess Medes as a disciple, I don't know how many years this bureau has been deployed.

At this time, Huaxia, has something happened to make an existence like a female cultivator surnamed Ji have to start the idea of an interstellar teleportation array? Lin Luoran was uneasy, the high priest didn't seem to notice her fluctuating thoughts, and kept walking in front unhurriedly, never thinking that she would run away.

At this time, the stone tower was not a grand anomaly, and it was very different from the Babel Tower that appeared in the void when they came, but when Lin Luoran stepped into the stone gate, he was indescribably nervous. There was no guiding light, no crystal ball, and this was not the Tower of Babel 2,600 years later.

Lin Luoran was a little disappointed, and with a wave of his hand, the stone door slowly closed. Lin Luoran didn't notice any trace of using spiritual power.

Inside the tower was a dome, and when the stone door was closed, there was a glittering light above the dome.

Those moving flickering points of light, the wonderful orbit was so familiar, Lin Luoran was extremely stunned, and blurted out: "Star map!" "Above the dome of this tower, the shining point of light is the first-order star map on the jade steps, which made her almost lost!

The wrinkles on the High Priest's face deepened, "Do you know the Star Chart?" ”

Lin Luoran wanted to bite off his tongue, if he lied, in front of this mysterious high priest, the chance of confusing the past, is there a high chance that she will wear back to the modern era in an instant-