In the early morning, the early winter sun shines through the hazy mist, sprinkling golden sunlight on the ground, bringing a little warmth to the hearts of people who start a busy day.

He Jinshui was dressed in aristocratic casual clothes and appeared in front of the Yingmen Square of the Founding God Cult. He looked up and looked at the two majestic statues erected in the center of the square. One of them reached tens of meters, standing tall with a crown on its head, looking down at the people at its feet with a compassionate gaze. Another statue is dressed in knight's armor and kneeling on one knee with a sword in hand, swearing allegiance to the standing statue.

This is the famous Thanksgiving Statue of the Human Emperor, outlining the allusion that the Human Emperor swore allegiance to the creator God and founded the Divine Religion more than 1,000 years ago.

"Wang Dalei, are you okay now, have you completely blackened, or are you already dead?" the otaku sighed, and slowly stepped up the front steps of the door, appearing in front of the majestic and tall building. He was about to walk to the door to report his name, when a joyful voice exploded like thunder, and a tall figure approached.

"Yongwu Marquis is early, you really keep your promise!" Keane the Giant Bear stretched out his palm, shook it vigorously with the other party, and said with a smile: "I am waiting for you here on the orders of the Pope, please follow me in." They're already waiting for you in the drawing room. ”

He turned around and walked ahead in a hurry, his armor clattering violently. He Jinshui looked at his back with a smile, and saw that his body was burly, with thick limbs, waist and limbs, as if he couldn't even fit his armor, and he walked and swayed, as if he was a polar bear foraging for food.

"What a person as his name suggests!" the otaku smirked with his mouth in his hand.

After entering the gate, the two first passed through a long corridor of marble columns. Each pillar is illuminated by glittering gemstones, and the flat stone walls on either side are covered with paintings and reliefs that depict the achievements of the Cult of Creation over the past 1,000 years. On the side of each marble pillar stood a Templar in armor and armed with a two-handed greatsword, looking solemnly ahead. They didn't look at the two of them as they passed by, showing good discipline and execution.

After walking out of the corridor, the eyes suddenly opened up, and the left and right sides were clearly distinguished. To his left, there was a large flat martial arts arena, and thousands of knights in training uniforms were dividing into several groups of people and horses in the square to practice hard. A group of knights wielding wooden greatswords and slashing at the puppet target in unison, another team of knights with spears in hand repeatedly piercing back and forth against the battlements, and on the other side of the square, two teams of centaurs armed with spears and huge shields are fighting on the spot.

Although it was winter, the martial arts arena was still in full swing, and the knights were sweating like rain and the sound of killing was shocking, showing high morale.

On the other side of the cloister exit is a two-story townhouse, bathed in the rising sun, and the sound of recitation can be heard from inside, presumably as a place for the Templars to study the Bible and receive divine charism.

He Jinshui noticed that on the side of the majestic building, there were several white glowing houses, separated by large metal fences, and there were many guards waiting in front of them, which seemed to be heavily guarded. From time to time, light and smoke rise from inside, accompanied by loud noises, which seem very mysterious.

"There's the weapons research institute of our temple, and a lot of things are kept secret. The giant bear looked at the other party looking very interested, and took the initiative to introduce it. The metal war puppet he saw not long ago suddenly appeared in the otaku's head, and he felt that these black technologies did have some technical content, no wonder the other party was so vigilant.

"In front of you is the main hall of the Divine Cult, and the old man of the Pope is waiting for you in the living room, please go this way. So saying, the two of them went up the stairs together and entered the main hall.

The hall was empty, and all that came into view was the stone staircase and the red carpet that were adjacent to each other and continued upward, and there was no figure around. Despite this, Ho Kim Shui doesn't think the defense here is lax. Because he sensed that quite a few powerful energy fluctuations were circling around the temple, and it was obvious that there were dark sentinels and invisible mages guarding the place.

The two walked down the corridor on the left to a large doorway at the end. Keane the Giant Bear's bohemian face retracted a smile and became extremely serious and serious. "Your Excellency, the Marquis of Yongwu has arrived. He knocked on the door and whispered.

"Please!" a majestic and peaceful voice sounded from the doorway. The giant bear pointed with his right hand, signaling that He Jinshui could go in.

The otaku pushed open the door, and his eyes suddenly opened up. I saw an old man in a white robe and a rounded hat, who looked ordinary, just a little kind-hearted, sitting upright on the seat. Around him was a group of elders in black or red robes, dozens of soft eyes looking at him together.

Rao is He Jinshui was prepared, and he couldn't help but be taken aback, and said to himself in his heart: "What kind of temple is this, it's simply an activity center for the elderly!" But isn't it, this group of old men is generally over sixty years old, and the hair on their bodies is basically white, and some of them even lose their hair, leaving a few gray hairs flying in the wind.

For a while, he even forgot that the other party was a person with a good status, as if he was in the middle of a group of retired old men, ready to have a cordial conversation with them, and by the way, greetings such as whether they had eaten and how their health was.

Just when He Jinshui was confused, the ordinary-looking white-robed old man suddenly nodded at him, patted his palms gently, and said with a smile: "The Marquis of Yongwu is here, if you miss the distance, please sit down and rest." Serve tea!"

The otaku is also not polite, and sits on the wooden sofa with a butt, feeling a little hard, and it is not very cool to sit. He took the teacup handed over by the clergyman, said thank you with a big grin, and then took a big sip of the cup, feeling a bitter and sour taste for a short time, the taste was really bad.

He sighed, this group of Qing cultivators really don't know how to enjoy, they earn so much money in a year, and even a quarter of the empire's tax revenue goes into their pockets, but how can they still live so poorly. He put down the teacup, looked straight ahead, and after quickly skimming over the group of old men, he finally stopped his gaze on the white-robed old man, making a gesture of listening.

"This is your first visit to the Creation Temple, Marquis Yongwu!" the other party smiled and began the conversation.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, this is indeed the first time I have the honour to visit the Temple!" He Jinshui clasped his hands into fists and replied bluntly.

"The last time you returned to the castle, I had the intention to invite you, but I didn't expect you to leave the next day in such a hurry, and you didn't return here until half a year later. You know, I've been waiting for you for a long time for this meeting. (To be continued.) )