"A Preliminary Study of the Four Magical Systems".

Xuanyuan Zhao is flipping through this antique book, and the author on it is signed by Zhao Zhongze.

This book was brazenly snatched by grandpa from Zhao Zhongze's grandfather by scoundrel means. The content in it is very profound, and it is all about the casting and combination of the four systems of magic of earth, water, fire and wind, which is the hard work of Zhao Zhongze for most of his life.

Zhao Zhong always wanted to accept him as a disciple, but Xuanyuan Wuji hesitated again and again and did not agree, probably because he was worried that Xuanyuan Zhao's talent would be exposed. Among the major forces, it is not uncommon for outstanding disciples to be hacked.

Xuanyuan Wuji was worried about Xuanyuan Zhao's safety, if he was in Liangzhou, no one would dare to be presumptuous, but in Chang'an, the whip was beyond his reach. On the other hand, he continued to lead Xuanyuan Zhao to attend on various occasions. The entire aristocratic class in Chang'an knew that Qin Guogong's favorite grandson was called Xuanyuan Zhao.

Chinese New Year's Eve in Chang'an is very lively, although the snow is falling, but still can't stop the people's love of life. Firecrackers and fireworks were set off overnight, and no one was noisy.

Early the next morning, Xuanyuan Wuji dressed Xuanyuan Zhao and went to meet Pope John II of the Creation God Cult. His own subordinates helped Xuanyuan Zhao clean up and down several times, and even Xuanyuan Wuji did the same.

Then, in a two-horse carriage with a dozen escorts, he went to St. Peter's Basilica.

Every year on the first day of the first lunar month, the Pope celebrates a shrine in St. Peter's Basilica to pay homage to the Creator, the only true God of the world. On this day, the entire hall was crowded with people inside and outside the temple.

Along the way, all the people rushed to St. Peter's Basilica to pay homage, and there were many checkpoints on the road, including the Imperial City Soldiers and Horses, and the Knights of the Creation Holy Spirit.

The Duke of Qin was one of the most decorated ministers of the empire, and he had a sword on his carriage, surrounded by ears of rice. On the badge, those who dare to use rice ears, except for the royal family, are Xuanyuan Valve, because their ancestors are the Holy Kings of Chengtian, who have fought for human independence/freedom all their lives, and have made indelible contributions in the entire history of mankind.

Whether it is the city patrol soldiers and horses, or the knights, after seeing this badge, they will take the initiative to let them go. Xuanyuan Zhao was very curious, and saw a huge stone building towering from afar, and the twelve giant pillars in front of the door that were hugged by two people looked extremely solemn. The walls and pillars are beautifully carved in relief, and their stories are derived from the Creation Sacred Book of the Creation Cult.

Xuanyuan Zhao felt that his grandfather was a little nervous, this was a generalissimo who had experienced a hundred battles, commanding millions of soldiers and horses.

"Zhao'er, grandpa has used all his favors to have this opportunity to meet the Pope alone. You have to be obedient, and with the Pope's blessing, you will be happier and grow healthier. ”

Grandpa rarely nagged like this, and now he is like an old man, who used to be an arrogant general in his heart.

Pope John II was a drooping old man who couldn't even straighten his back. He wears a white high hat with a red and black cross embroidered on it. Dressed in a purple robe, embroidered with a vine of grapes and a sacred bosom in silk, on each side of this picture, embroidered with two words: truth, life.

He sat on a large chair carved out of a single stone, holding a silver pole in his hand. He was too old to lift his head, and his hand was pressed against his head as he held the scepter.

Xuanyuan Wuji walked to the stage very reverently, bowed his head, knocked his head on the ground, and said loudly: "Father, your godson Xuanyuan Wuji greets you!"

At that time, John II had succeeded to the throne of the Pope, and when he was on a tour of Liangzhou, Xuanyuan Wuji, who had just been born, became his godson. The young Xuanyuan Wuji has always grown up under the teachings of John II, and later, Xuanyuan Wuji became the master of Xuanyuan, and the relationship between the two could no longer be pure, so they rarely interacted.

John II looked up, his drooping eyelids flashing with a glint of light, and then he was gone. His old and thin hand was weak, and he said, "It's Wuji, get up and speak." This is not a royal palace, so you don't have to be too formal. ”

Xuanyuan Wuji was not polite, stood up and patted the dust on his knees, and said, "Your Majesty, the godson asked to see him today because I wanted him to see this child." Please pray for your blessing. ”

John II coughed a few times and beckoned. Xuanyuan Wuji hurriedly sent Xuanyuan Zhao over.

The light inside the main hall is not very bright, and the arched roof needs to be seen with your head tilted, like the sky. All around is empty, all the walls are carved with sacred characters and stories, and everything looks mysterious and solemn.

When Xuanyuan Zhao first came to the church of the Creation God Cult, he was a little unaccustomed to it. Courageously, he cautiously moved to John II.

John II reached out and stroked his forehead, like an old man next door. Xuanyuan Zhao, who was originally a little restrained, finally relaxed and looked at the old man seriously. Now, he still doesn't know what this old man represents.

"Your Xuanyuan family is finally going to produce another talent. However, this child's life is a little chaotic, and he is destined to go through many hardships in this life. ”

"Come, child, may the Almighty God of Creation grant you peace and happiness. May the merciful God of creation give you the strength to carry your yoke and follow Him through this difficult life and lead His people to Heaven. ”

John II drew a cross on Xuanyuan Zhao's forehead, and he felt a magical energy descend from the sky, and the heavy feeling in his heart became much lighter.

When he was young, he also knew how to give thanks when he joined hands.

John II said, "Don't thank me for being a bad old man. Everything is God's will, and without His will, not a single human hair will fall to the ground. Remember, child, to be forgiving no matter what happens. Hatred will only lead people to hell, but forgiveness will get you to the other side. ”

"Come on, the God of Creation will always be with you, and I will give you this blessing that belongs to him!" John II stretched out a finger and lightly touched his forehead, and a gentle but powerful force entered his body.

Xuanyuan Wuji looked at it and was very satisfied, because he clearly knew the power of John II's finger. Don't look at the Pope, who is also dying, it seems that it is difficult to raise his hand. But he is the oldest saint in the world today, a strong man who cultivates the Great Prophecy Technique. Even if he only has the strength to open his eyes, it is enough to deter the heroes.

This finger is that Xuanyuan Wuji spent all his favors, and even the affection of being a godson was used in this finger. Because that finger is God's blessing.

A tall strong man in gold armor walked in, and glanced at Xuanyuan Wuji with a somewhat unkind look. With one hand, he threw his chest and bowed 90 degrees, saying, "Your Majesty, the festival is about to begin." ”

John II waved his hand to show that he knew, stood up, put his hands on top of Xuanyuan Zhao's head, and said in a sonorous voice: "Child, the Father who created everything in the universe knows everything about you, and all your tribulations will pass. In future pieces, it is not immutable. As long as you have a resolute heart, keep your original intention. Then all this is just the scenery of your life. ”

The two cardinals, who had been waiting for him, helped the Pope out of the hall, their eyes looking at the little boy with some surprise. Even the strong man in golden armor frowned in contemplation, while Xuanyuan Wuji was secretly happy.

When the Pope's figure was about to walk out of the main hall, the strong man in golden armor snorted coldly at Xuanyuan Wuji: "You know that Your Majesty can no longer suppress the flow of vitality, but you still dare to come and ask Your Majesty to use the blessing of God, what kind of heart do you have?"

"Ignatius, it's not your turn to point fingers at what I'm going to do. You can also see that the godfather still likes this child. ”

Ignatius is the strong man in the golden armor, the knight captain of the Templar Order, one of the ten knights of the Cult of Creation, and a powerhouse at the peak of the Star Sea.

Inajuus snorted coldly and turned to leave, the armor on his body cracking. Xuanyuan Wuji didn't care about his rudeness, took Xuanyuan Zhao's hand and said: "A barbarian is a barbarian, even if he is in the temple, he still can't change his rudeness." ”

Inarius didn't hear Xuanyuan Wuji's words, and still walked towards the outside of the temple with his head held high, even if he heard it, he wouldn't care, the two grew up together, and grew up together in the teachings of John II, but later because of their different identities, they took different paths.

Xuanyuan Zhao and they also participated in this festival, because there were too many people, the grand ceremony of the festival was held in St. Peter's Square, and there were a lot of people. As the Pope walked out to the crowd, he stretched out his withered hand and wore a ruby ring on his finger that symbolized divine power. People flocked to this hand like crazy and kissed it excitedly.