After lunch, I went to the library step by step to learn new knowledge of theology, including a historical notebook that tells the story of the upheaval in the early days of the church, from a hundred schools of thought to a monopoly of one family, and then to the alternation of decadence and prosperity.

And it is the disasters that save the credibility of the church, and natural disasters and ** will be used by them every time.

"Curator, Brother Lem said to me today that entering the central church requires a certain amount of contribution, and what proportion of it is in the test?" After learning the knowledge of the day, he asked the curator before leaving.

"The contribution is not quantitative, he is mostly to reflect the quality of a person, to let the abbot know that the person he wants to train is someone who has the courage to sacrifice, the courage to take responsibility and the heart of the monastery." The curator looked at Yang Se with a smile, "Otherwise, no matter how rich your martial arts and knowledge are, how can I dare to use you if I don't know your qualities?" ”

"I see, Curator." Hearing this, he nodded, "Please rest assured, my heart is the monastery, and learning is my only purpose. ”

"God says that lonely people are dangerous in the wilderness, and it is a good choice to gather some companions appropriately." The curator smiled, "You're not as talented as Lem's acting, but there are so many books here, and borrowing a sentence or two to become the core belief of your team, someone will choose you." ”

"Thank you, Curator." Hearing this, he thought for a moment and said, "Heaven is near, repent, and believe in me!" ”

The curator froze when he heard this, and even the children who had finished copying not far away turned their heads one after another.

"Curator, what do you think of that?" Asked expectantly.

"Son, I don't think you represent the gospel." The curator frowned and said, "Don't say that when you go out, I'm afraid you'll be beaten to death." ”

"That's... Will I not leave you an orphan? Said tentatively.

"The door is over there, Laskir you can go." The curator covered his forehead and waved his hand and said, "I think there is something wrong with your cognition, only a fallen angel has the idea of speaking on behalf of God, and when the soul master returns, let him show you, I think you can still be saved." ”

"Curator... I understand. Hearing this, he said solemnly, "The irreplaceable God contains God and says, the person I borrowed from is too high, and it should be changed to the Holy One." ”

"The words and deeds of the saints should also be the kind that have not been heard, so that you can learn from them, not let you copy them." The curator went to check the children's transcription in the next sentence, and no longer bothered with it.

He walked out of the library and returned to the dining room, where he looked at the monk sitting on his left and suddenly asked, "Do you know that knowledge only makes people arrogant, and virtue can make people?" ”

"Yes." The monk glanced at him when he heard this, and he felt that the man who asked such a question was arrogant.

"Oh." Hearing this, he nodded, then looked to the right, "If you can believe it..."

"He who believes, all things are possible." The monk glared at a pair of dead fish eyes and asked, "Are you examining me?" ”

"No, it's a consultation." He smiled awkwardly, then lowered his head and ate silently, he found that the monks were very knowledgeable, and they couldn't deceive people with famous sentences here.

Back in the dormitory, there was no opera actor in the hallway, and he was on patrol tonight.

The next day, as usual, the common sense instructor began to give lectures on the signs of the approaching heresy, such as inexplicable palpitations, which were early warnings of self-awareness, such as the sudden silence around them, which was the murderous intent of the heresy.

At the end of the morning's lessons, and instead of lunch, he went to the top floor of the teaching church and looked down at the monastery.

"What are you doing here?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and he silently turned around, it was the armed priest who stayed behind.

"If you suddenly speak out behind a person's back like this, it will scare people down." He said with some dissatisfaction, but fortunately he heard the faint footsteps.

"What do you ask?" The armed priest snapped, holding the cross sword at his waist in his hand.

"I'm on patrol." He wanted to ask some questions, but now it seemed redundant.

"Patrolling to the top of the church?" Armed priest warned.

"This is the commanding height, you can have an unobstructed view of the bottom, and if there is a heretical movement, you will see it first." He pointed to the black-robed man walking up the hill below, "Look at that one, he just studied at the monastery today. ”

When the armed priest heard this, he walked to the window and said, "That's the people from the monastery." ”

"Don't you know that the monks of the monastery have stopped practicing in the cavern chapel after an attack on heresy?" Teaser said.

Hearing this, the armed priest looked at him strangely and said, "You're new here, aren't you?" ”

"That's right." "But that doesn't affect my professionalism." ”

"Really?" The armed priest said disdainfully, "That's the Soul Master. ”

"Oh, it looks like my companion is saved." Hearing this, he smiled, "The wind is too strong, I'll go down first." ”

"Don't even know that heretics like to haunt at night, and they still have a professional level?" The armed priest who watched him go downstairs taunted from behind, "Can a heretic walk up the stairs in the open, are you a statue of the ascetic at the door?" ”

Standing on the second floor and looking up and listening to the words of the armed priest, is this a natural dissatisfaction with the easy test of the juniors who have endured hardships to enter the central church?

The Soul Master returned, and the six Outer Masters came out to greet him, and a group of monks all gathered around to meet the Prophet.

This is one of the six teachers of the Central Church, and the armed priests are all his disciples.

"Ever since the Holy See announced the existence of the Dark Sage, the entire town has begun to be invaded by darkness, and the believers live in fear every day, the mayor and officials have no effect, and even I have watched the believers die while listening to the confession!"

As he spoke, the Soul Master ripped open his robe, revealing the top half of his skinny body, only to see two snake-like things swimming under his skin, causing the monks to gasp.

"I suffer every day, but I have to face the confession of the believers, even if I am in pain, I have to smile at them, I am their last light in the darkness."

"I see your piety, you have worked hard." The prison looked at the body that was swam away by the foreign object, and said unbearably.

"I have long since abandoned everything for the sake of God's faith." Hearing this, the soul master suddenly became frenzied, "I feel that I am resurrected in my body, they are tearing my body, you see, they are tearing my hair, they are going to break away from my body!" ”

As he spoke, the soul master began to roll on the ground, and began to tear his body, and in an instant the whole person was drenched in blood, and the prison immediately stepped forward to control it, but it was grabbed by the powerful infinite soul master, and the armed priest who was watching from a distance immediately shot out when he saw this, and smashed the soul master unconscious with a punch.

"The words of the prison just now triggered the insect curse." Armed priest said.

"It's not just mental." The prison looked at the soul master whose body was twitching on its own and said, "I'll go and notify the medical master to isolate and treat him." ”

Hearing this, the armed priest nodded, and he and his mentors dispersed the surrounding monks, the situation of the soul mentor was too dangerous, and he was now a little worried about his companions.

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