The illness of the leader of the temple means that one of the two pillars of the empire has collapsed. Not only did this cause great chaos on Auburn Mountain, but even the city of Sri Lanka spread the same uproar, and there was a sense of panic in people's hearts. Lord Cao scolded secretly for a while, this old man is too exaggerated to do it. Isn't this a otherworldly play that deliberately affects the lord?

Fortunately, Sri Lanka City still made Cao Mengnan quite satisfied, and along the way, almost everything he saw and heard made this unseen dumpling amazing. In the pile of people, Cao Mengnan was not conspicuous at all, and the Bimon orcs, who were known for their strength, were all tall and majestic, and they could see large figures of more than two meters everywhere, which soon made Lord Cao develop the habit of looking up at people. There is a saying in the Pan-American continent that the shoulders of the Beamon man help other intelligent races support the sky, and this sentence is very realistic.

The white traveling priest's robe with a few silver embroideries on his body made Cao Mengnan feel the enthusiasm of the Sri Lankan orcs, and he could feel the respectful gazes around him wherever he went, which made Lord Cao, who was quite a bit vain, very useful. Even those Beamon warriors who were dressed as warriors often took the initiative to stand aside and greet him when they saw Lord Cao walking over. The fact that a traveling priest can encounter such a courtesy can be imagined how high the status of the clergy is in Beamon's heart.

After a while, Cao Mengnan wanted to find a place to change into this robe, and along the way, just returning the gift made Lord Cao a little unbearable. Just now, there was even a female cowman of the Boer tribe with a child holding a calf with a snot on his head, and when he saw Lord Cao wearing a priest's robe and hanging a pirated version of his own crown, the holy smile of the Lord Cao knelt down on the spot, which startled Lord Cao. When I asked, I learned that the eldest sister had come from a tribe outside Sri Lanka, but she didn't expect to meet a noble priest on the street.

There are devout orcs everywhere, but when it comes to the most stubborn ones, it must be the cattle orcs. The eldest sister and the child with snot all stared at the priest and master, no matter how Lord Cao pulled, they just refused to get up, which made Lord Cao anxious. It wasn't until the enthusiastic people around him prompted that Lord Cao understood their intentions, and wanted to use his piety to let Lord Cao, the priest, send them the blessing of the beast god.

The Divine Comedy of Blessing is something that almost every priest has, because it is the most basic Divine Comedy, because the demand for elemental power and control power are not high, and traveling priests can learn and master it. It is also very clear in the knowledge inheritance that the popularity and commonness of this divine comedy are sù Lord Cao, and the traveling priests rely on the blessing of the divine comedy to travel all over the world to spread the brilliance of the beast god.

Lord Cao knows this allusion, and is quite vicious to regard this primary divine comedy as the only magic weapon for priests to walk in all directions and eat mixed rice, you think about it, singing a little song wastes a little elemental power, it is the blessing of the priest, and it will be treated as a guest by the devout orc believers, and it is certain that it will be delicious and delicious. Elemental power, as long as you meditate, can be restored, this is a profitable business.

But this simple request forced the priest to blush, and the stubborn bull sister thought that this must be her own dissatisfaction with the beast god, and before the priest said a word, she cried first, and the voice was loud, and after a while, a large group gathered around to watch the excitement.

was forced to be unable to do it, Lord Cao immediately showed his solemn appearance, tried hard to hold the demeanor of the crown lord, reached out and stroked the eldest sister's head and began to chant the mantra. Yes, mantras.

Lord Cao of the Divine Comedy can't do it at all, so he can only rely on the inherited Mongolian language to decorate the façade. Now even the Beamon Empire is popular with the continental lingua franca invented by the human race back then, and Lord Cao is undoubtedly still very peasant-like and cunning. The posture was very good, but I rubbed it for a long time, but I didn't see the milky white aura that represented the Divine Comedy flashing.

This is not the end, Cao Mengnan touched the tips of the two horns that had just emerged from Xiao Maotou's head according to the gourd painting scoop, and it was another performance. When he was done, the priest shook for a while, and there was a palpable weakness on his face.

The eldest sister stopped crying, but she seemed to feel that something was missing, but looking at the appearance of the priest, she was also scared.

The eyes of the masses are bright, and some of the people around them are not so easy to fool. The doubts gradually intensified, and Lord Cao used the strongest magic weapon, took out a golden gold coin and stuffed it into the rough and sturdy palm of the eldest sister, and walked away without saying anything.

Thinking about it while walking, it's too embarrassing, but fortunately, the masses are very simple, and even if they question it, they don't expose their own pig urine. After this incident, Lord Cao also had to arrange a schedule for the cultivation of the Divine Comedy, otherwise he would really not be able to live this day.

This little episode was not enough to make Lord Cao discourage his travel plans and scurry around the city of Sri Lanka like a headless fly. This is not afraid of getting lost in the imperial city, the planning is quite atmospheric, the whole Sri Lanka city is square, the street layout of the whole city is nine streets horizontally, and there are also nine streets vertically, which is very orderly, so Sri Lanka is also known as the city of nine streets.

The idea of this kind of planning seems simple, but it is actually very attentive, and it is very in line with Beamon's straightforward and rugged style, and Cao Mengnan also admires it very much. The simplicity of this imperial city reveals a thick sense of historical vicissitudes and the connection with the decline of the orcs, which is a tenacious people who can defeat but cannot be defeated.

The layout of the whole city made Lord Cao have an indescribable feeling, the closer to the inner city, it meant that the higher the status of the people who lived there, almost all of them were famous nobles throughout the country. Outside, of course, there are those dignitaries with a slightly inferior status, and at the outermost level, there are slums in every direction, inhabited by some toiling masses living at the bottom of the empire, and their focus of life is to serve the people inside, nothing more.

All the way from early morning to afternoon, the impact of His Majesty's illness was also intensifying, and there was a feeling of miraculous uncontrollable, which made Cao Mengnan a little surprised. Cao Mengnan's bad idea can definitely be regarded as a lack of morality, swallowing a piece of dragon crystal from His Majesty, Cao Mengnan betrayed his conscience without hesitation.

The routine is very simple, just a little adjustment to the original plan. Since His Majesty is reluctant to have that supreme position, and this matter urgently needs to be settled, then it is necessary to find a way to find a substitute for the dead ghost. For example, if Your Majesty is bedridden due to a serious illness, it is not enough to find a henchman puppet to temporarily replace the high priest in charge of daily affairs. His Majesty found an excuse for himself to go out to enjoy the mountains and rivers, and it was called seeking medical advice.

Then find a few henchmen in the Basilica of St. Beamon, learn the voice of St. Beamon, roar and scream, anyway, the priests eat by their throats, and it is easy to find a few ventriloquists. By the time it was discovered, Saint-Beamon had fallen, and the plan was as simple as that.

Even if it is the existence of the Holy Order, the longevity is not endless, but it is relatively long, this Saint Beamon has lived for thousands of years, and the discerning person has long known that it is coming to an end, as long as His Majesty can find someone to bear the responsibility for failing to fulfill the high priest's entrustment. Even if you want to be written about it, it's not that the guy with the bag is unlucky, and with the means of the adult, he will be kind to the unlucky guy in private, and it will be easy to solve it.

From these places, you can see how capable Lord Cao is a-stirring stick, this style is simply tailor-made for a big man like Lord Crown who knows how to abandon the car and protect the handsome, and it is no wonder that Lord Crown is so satisfied in the end. But now, Lord Cao obviously has a feeling that something is wrong, where is this the predetermined script.

The plain-headed people in the streets and alleys were spreading the word of mouth that His Majesty was suffering from a strange disease, and that he fell into a coma without saying a word, and did not designate anyone to temporarily exercise the power of the high priesthood on his behalf. If it weren't for the incomparably accurate time of this incident, Lord Cao would even have to wonder if His Majesty had really had an accident, which made it like he was about to die, and the most critical top bag person had not yet been specified, what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd?

After thinking about it for a long time, Lord Cao finally decided that he didn't want to, the old fox of His Majesty was cunning and cunning, and it was impossible for him to make many obvious mistakes. It's rare for me to enjoy the scenery of another world, and it seems more meaningful to have a good drink and a meal.

I found a restaurant that looked very high-grade in the bustling center of Ninth Street, and walked in with my head held high, and the bulging money bag around my waist made Lord Cao very confident. Of course, this swaggering and high-profile posture also made many people look sideways, and this guy was not consciously sitting at the largest table in the middle, and there was no one.

"The little brother of the Pige tribe, come and come, the best wine will first give the Sprinkle family two jars, and the signature dish in the store will be the same, and let the master in charge cut a few catties of beef for the Sprinkle family. The heroic roar sounded, and Lord Cao's saliva was about to flow out, and he hadn't had such a big bowl of eating meat and drinking wine for a long time, and Lord Cao missed it very much.

It's just that for a long time, there was a dead silence all around, and no one paid attention to Lord Cao, and he didn't know where to hide the good wine and meat, which made Lord Cao very unhappy.

"Damn, are you deaf? Do you want to do business, little brother, come here!" Lord Cao's rude roar made the little brother of the pig-faced man of the Pig-faced tribe who was standing stupidly on the other side look extremely reluctant, and he stopped for a long time before coming over.

"Where's my wine and food, are the chefs dead?" Lord Cao's mood at the moment was like that of an old virgin who had been holding back his anger for decades, and suddenly found that there were no female animals in the world.

"Honorable Priest, I'm sorry, but we don't intend to do your business today. Although Pige's words were polite, his tone was unfriendly, even with a touch of contempt. The Pige people's unique sky-facing nose was also even more sky-high because of this little brother's head held high, and his eyes didn't even focus on Lord Cao at all.

This made Lord Cao, who had felt the enthusiasm of the whole day and tried it repeatedly, dumbfounded, didn't he cross over again, how could the gold-lettered signboard of the priest, the servant of the beast god, fail?