In a small courtyard behind the temple, the high priest Wu Datong stopped and slowly turned around.

The sun shines through the patio and shines on him, and he looks very holy.

Wuji stood still in front of Wu Datong's side, bowing slightly, his heart pounding. To say not to be nervous is to be a lie. In this empire where "the major affairs of the country are only worshiped and festered", ordinary people have limited ways out, either farming or fighting. He couldn't be a warrior, and he didn't want to be a farmer with his back to the loess like an ox for the rest of his life, so there was only one way left: to become a clergyman.

In his cognition, this is something that has never happened before, if it happens, he will become the first civilian priest in the thousand-year history of Crouching Tiger Town, and Zhao Hu can only watch him drool from then on. If he fails, he has only one way left: flee. The Demon Kingdom is certainly dangerous, and Crouching Tiger Town is by no means a good place.

Life and death, honor and disgrace, will all be decided in this moment, and the decision is in the hands of Wu Datong, how can he not be nervous, how can he not maintain the greatest respect for Wu Datong. Without waiting for Wu Datong to speak again, Wuji took out the silver medal and presented it to Wu Datong with both hands. Now is not the time to pretend to be forced, and to keep a low profile when it's time to keep it low.

"High Priest, look. ”

Wu Datong put one hand behind his back, stretched out the other, took the silver medal, and looked at it carefully. In fact, he didn't need to be so careful, and when he saw the silver medal for the first time, he knew it was real. No one could forge such exquisite craftsmanship, and the harsh laws of the Great Qin Empire made the risk of forgery unbearable, and no one dared to take such a risk.

A delicate silver medal, emitting a soft silver light in the sun, without any sense of wealth, but with an indescribable holiness.

In an instant, Wu Datong felt that he was bathed in the light of the gods. He had dreamed of becoming a priest with a silver medal all his life, but he didn't expect the opportunity to come so soon. Although he didn't know from which high priest the young man got the silver medal, he believed that if he had done it well, the owner of the silver medal would at least have a good impression of him, and perhaps at a critical time, the honorable high priest would be able to make him stand out with a word.

Wu Datong reluctantly touched the silver medal and gave it back to Wuji, his eyes were glued to the silver medal, and he couldn't move it away for a long time. He looked at Mowgli and said gently, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth. "Who asked you to come?"

Wuji put away the silver medal and gave another salute: "High priest, the person who gave me the silver medal has a request, I can't mention him to anyone, so ......"

Wu Datong was a little disappointed, but he didn't say much, the nobles like to play tricks, and the clergy are even more so. He waved his hand very casually: "Since that's the case, then don't say it." Who are you, and what are you coming to me for?"

"Back to the high priest, Xiaomin's name is Wuji, and he is a villager from Shawang Village outside the town. I came to see the high priest in the hope that the high priest would be gracious, so that the small people would have the honor of serving the gods and bathing in the gifts of the gods. ”

"You want to be a member of the temple?" Wu Datong was taken aback and re-examined Wuji. This request was unexpected, and no common man had ever dared to aspire to become a clergyman. No matter how small the temple is, the priests are all from the Xianyang School Palace, and their backgrounds are not bad. Although he, the priest of the Temple of Crouching Tiger Town, is not worth mentioning in the Imperial Temple system, his family is a well-known family in the Empire. Wuji, an ordinary commoner, actually wants to enter the temple, which high priest is giving me a problem, is he testing me?

Wu Datong re-examined Wuji, Wuji was silent, waiting for Wu Datong to ask. In the presence of the high priest, he must be respectful enough, not only to the high priest, but also to the gods.

"You...... Why do you have such an idea?" Wu Datong pondered for a long time, and said tentatively: "I know that you are a primordial, you can't become a warrior, but you can be a farmer, although you work hard, you can live a quiet life, how can you suddenly want to come to the temple? Do you know that although the temple rarely participates in battles, its requirements for transformation ability are higher than those of warriors, and promotion is even more difficult than in the army?"

Wuji heard the rejection in Wu Datong's words. This matter is too unbelievable, Wu Datong did not dare to refuse the owner of the silver medal, but he could tactfully persuade him to give up. However, how could he give up, this was his only choice.

"Back to the high priest, Xiaomin didn't dare to be delusional, but the lord gave Xiaomin this silver medal and asked Xiaomin to come to the temple to ask to see the high priest, but Xiaomin didn't dare not come. Wuji carefully insisted, paused, and said: "He also asked Xiaomin to understand the silver medal, saying that it would help Xiaomin." ”

Wu Datong's brows furrowed even tighter. Wuji refused to give up, which made him very embarrassed. When he heard the silver medal, his heart moved. As a high priest, of course he knew the secret on the silver medal, which was one of the questions in the entrance exam of the Heavenly Academy. Theoretically, no matter who you are, as long as you can understand the secrets, you can enter the Heavenly Academy to study, and you are expected to become a priest in the future.

Can this commoner understand it? Wu Datong expressed doubts. He suddenly felt a little understood, and a knowing smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. That's right, it must be that the lord had to give this commoner a silver medal for some reason, but he refused to let him actually join the temple, so there was this problem. Of course, if this commoner can really understand the secret, it is enough to show that this person is extremely talented, and his future achievements are not trivial. It is also a great achievement for such a person to be introduced into the temple system by him.

Wu Datong's smile was even more amiable. "So, have you figured it out?"

"Yes, Xiaomin seems to know something. "Mowgli maintains a modest and cautious attitude. "This silver medal is nineteen in length and width, and it is three hundred and sixty-one, like the number of Zhou Tian. Remove the central one, a total of 360 Dao, a total of 18 crosses, if Xiaomin guessed correctly, it should be part of the Book of Heaven. High priest, the minions are right...... Right?"

Before Wuji finished speaking, Wu Datong's face changed.

Genius, not to mention anything else, three hundred and sixty-one is the number of Zhou Tian, for the priests of the temple, of course, this is the most basic understanding, but this kind of knowledge is only taught after entering the Heavenly Academy, before that, unless someone among his relatives and friends understands and sues him, he himself has nowhere to know.

The Great Qin Empire was founded on ploughing and warfare, emphasizing practical work and ignoring empty talk, and ordinary subjects would not care about the stars above their heads at all, and what did the number of days have to do with plowing the fields and fighting wars? Except for the clergy, the price people were forbidden to study these illusory knowledge. They may not know for the rest of their lives what the number of weeks means, let alone what it is.

Not to mention the three hundred and sixty in the back, the two are one word of the secret symbol.

This is a genius! Wu Datong's heart pounded, and his face flushed with excitement.

Wuji breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that he had guessed correctly, there was only one step left to success, as long as the high priest Chrysostom opened, his dream could come true. He lowered his head and pricked up his ears, waiting for Wu Datong to announce the good news.

At this moment, someone came to report that Hu Minzhi asked to see the high priest.