Merissa walked back into the temple and said to the Pope: "What did you talk about?"

The Pope thought for a moment and said, "We talked about everything, but ...... It seems that nothing has been talked about again. ”

After saying this, he shook his head and said: "That kid asked some things, all of which had nothing to do with himself, and I didn't hear any of the questions I thought I would hear, he didn't ask the state religion, he didn't ask the stars, he didn't ask the heavenly stele, and he didn't ask the so-called heart." ”

In the entire continent, the most authoritative person in interpreting the Tianshu Monument is this old man in a linen robe, even the holy woman of the Southern Sect cannot surpass him, Chen Changsheng has realized the monument in the Tianshu Mausoleum, and there are many questions, but today he did not mention a word in the palace.

"There's still a lack of trust. Merissa said softly.

"Although the child doesn't talk much, he is not stupid, and when he suddenly encounters such a big thing, where can he believe it all. ”

The Pope was unimpressed, and said with a smile: "In the future, he will naturally know that everything we do is for his good." ”

Hearing this, Merissa was silent for a while, and said, "I used to worry that he was maturing too slowly, but now it seems that he is growing faster than everyone imagined, shouldn't he be controlled?"

The Pope did not speak.

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Walking out of the palace, Chen Changsheng felt that his waist was a little sore. Previously, hundreds of priests in Shinto saluted him in turn, and although he only bowed slightly, it was still a little hard.

From the attention of the crowd to return to a lonely place, he was a little uncomfortable, turned to look at the palace in the night, looking at the silent stone pillars, he was also silent, he enjoyed the endless scenery in this palace, but for some reason, he was faintly uneasy, even a little afraid.

He had already guessed that his master was not an ordinary person, but he didn't expect it to be so unusual, and in the past year, his mind was all about cultivation and the great court test, and he didn't have time to think about it at all, but tonight all the truth unfolded in the palace, and his body was extremely cold.

Just like the conversation between the Pope and Merissa after he left, he did not say a lot of things in the palace, and many questions were not asked, such as he did not mention that he had a senior brother, if the orthodoxy of the state religion needs a successor, the senior brother should be the successor, and he did not mention the special situation of his body. The Pope's eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he could see through anything, or knew everything about him, such as the two young Taoist priests in the old temple in Xining Town, such as the knowledge he had learned from the Tianshu Mausoleum, such as the meridians in his body were broken, but he didn't say it.

Both the Pope and Merissa said that there would be nothing wrong with Xining Town, but how could this be? The Holy Empress Niangniang would definitely send someone to hunt down and kill the Master and the rest of the senior brothers, and I don't know if the Master and the senior brother could successfully escape, and more than ten years ago, the Anglican Academy was destroyed by the Pope and the Holy Queen, and the Pope personally took action, why is he taking good care of himself now, is it those reasons? Just because he is getting older, he begins to feel nostalgic? It's really hard to believe that he can't fully trust the Pope, even though the Pope seems to be so loving, so trustworthy.

Words like tongue twisters kept going back and forth in his mind, trust or distrust, why and why, which made his expression become a little confused, and he thought in a trance that if what the Pope said was true, then from tonight onwards, his life seemed to be about to usher in a completely different period.

From Xining Town to Kyoto, from the old temple to the National Education College, passive or active, the biggest shadow above his head is the Holy Queen Niangniang.

The Holy Queen Niangniang herself is a peerless powerhouse from the Holy Realm, relying on more than thirty divine generals to control the million-strong army of the Great Zhou, and the allegiance of the families such as Yu Wenjing, Zhou Tong, Mo Yu and Tianhai, and the awe and love of ordinary people, there is no doubt that she is the most powerful human in this continent.

If it was someone else, in Chen Changsheng's situation, he would have committed suicide a long time ago.

But as the Pope said, even the Holy Queen is willing to clash head-on with the state religion, because the only one in this world who has the ability to stand up to her is the state religion. The state religion is the religion of the founding of the Great Zhou Dynasty, with countless devout believers and tens of millions of priests, so it has this kind of confidence and self-confidence.

And he, now the heir to the state religion.

As Merissa says in Shinto, he can no longer bow to anyone.

It's just that happiness comes too suddenly, how can you believe it?

It still comes back to trust and reason.

Why.

These things are too complicated, and although Chen Changsheng said that he could memorize even the most mysterious scriptures after reading through the Daozang, he was very bad at them.

Because these are human hearts.

He wanted to find someone to discuss, but Tang Thirty-six was still in the Heavenly Book Tomb, even if he was present, he would definitely say the other way around. Luoluo's identity and status are too special and sensitive, even if she ignores these, what does Chen Changsheng say, she must be obedient to her words, where can there be discussion?

Kyoto was so big that he couldn't find anyone to talk about what happened tonight, which made him feel a little lonely.

The night was dark, and the lights in the palace were still bright, Chen Changsheng turned around and looked at the quiet streets, his right hand falling on the hilt of the short sword at his waist.

The true qi in his body turned slightly, and his breath gradually calmed down.

Faintly, there seemed to be a choking sound, but the sword was not unsheathed, only the sword momentum.

The sword momentum in the Zhongshan wind and rain sword.

With the help of the sword, Ye Zhi stepped up, and in the cool wind, his figure suddenly disappeared, and after a few moments, he escaped into the night, and he didn't know where he went.

After a while, several people walked out of the quiet streets and alleys one after another.

There was still a look of shock in the eyes of these people.

They looked at each other, knew where they came from, and without saying hello, they dispersed.

The means used by Chen Changsheng when he left seemed simple, but in fact it was extremely simple.

None of the people sent by the major forces in Kyoto to spy on him could follow his tracks.

The current Chen Changsheng has finally entered the realm of the strong.

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The bell rang in the palace, announcing to the entire continent that Chen Changsheng was the new president of the National Religious Academy, and the news once again shocked everyone.

From the Imperial Palace to the Tianhai Family to the Eastern Imperial Divine General's Mansion, many people couldn't sleep because of this news, and kept analyzing what this represented.

As the object of discussion and speculation, Chen Changsheng was wandering around a bustling night market in the southern city of Kyoto at this time.

He first went to the famous Quyuan Roast Sheep Workshop on the street and ordered a roasted whole lamb, and then began to buy it at the street stall.

Half an hour later, he appeared under a tree outside the Kitashinbashi.

The spring night was late, the temperature was not as cold as the previous day, and there was not much dew on the grass.

On the imperial city in the distance, the lights in the corner tower sprinkled on the ground, illuminating the new shoots on the trees extraordinarily green, looking like new tea.

This place is very close to the palace wall, and it is heavily guarded, especially the night owls on the city wall, which are responsible for night monitoring, have eyes as bright as night pearls.

Chen Changsheng hid his body in the shadow of the big tree, quietly perceiving the surrounding environment, when a patrol of forbidden troops went away, when the night owl in the southeast corner of the imperial city turned his head to look to the left according to the law of time, he suddenly moved, only to hear a very low muffled sound, two clouds of smoke and dust shook under the tree, leaving two clear footprints, he had disappeared without a trace.

After a while, the smoke and dust gradually drifted down, just enough to cover the two footprints.

Before that, his body drew an afterimage in the night sky, coming to the sky above the ruined well.

It took him only one step to jump from under that tree to the well.

At that time, he only had time to think that if the Pope was lying, he would definitely fall extremely wolf, so this could be regarded as a test of trust?

Whoosh.

He fell into the waste well with great accuracy, and even his clothes did not rub against the wall of the well.

This level of accuracy is somewhat appalling indeed.

The bottom of the abandoned well was indeed dug again.

Chen Changsheng fell directly from the bottom of the well into the abyss-like underground space.

Endless darkness instantly surrounded him, and he could only see the faint starlight above, and he could only hear the wind howling more and more fiercely in his ears.

I don't know how long it took to fall, but the air around him suddenly became viscous, and the speed of his fall naturally slowed down.

Eventually, he fell to the ground like a leaf, and there was a snapping sound under his feet, presumably stepping on a piece of ice.

Coming here, he had already had several experiences, and he didn't panic, took out the Night Pearl, and shone it around.

As the light of the Night Pearl shone, the thousands of Night Pearls in the dome of the underground space slowly lit up, and the pitch-black world turned into day.

A creaking sound sounded, it was the sound of space warping.

Chen Changsheng looked up and saw that the huge black dragon like a mountain slowly floated over.

The black dragon's body was too large, and as it moved, the cold wind in the underground space became more and more terrible.

The black dragon stopped in front of him, its huge palace-like dragon head filling his entire field of vision.

Chen Changsheng laughed happily, waved his hand and said, "Squeak, I've come to see you." ”

The black dragon's eyes were very indifferent, and the dragon's beard swayed lightly.

With this action, countless snow and frost fell from it, and when the wind blew it, it sprinkled all over his face.

Chen Changsheng stretched out his hand to wipe off the frost and snow, so that he was not a wolf.

When he saw the narrowness in the black dragon's eyes, he knew that it was playing tricks on himself, or punishing himself for not coming for so long.

Then, he saw the wound between the black dragon's eyes.

Compared to the black dragon's huge head, the wound was small.

But in Chen Changsheng's opinion, this wound was very hideous and terrifying.

He remembered very well that there was no such wound between the black dragon's eyebrows before.

"Who did it?" he looked more serious than ever.

Even if the black dragon was imprisoned in the underground of the Great Zhou Palace, he was not an object that could be humiliated and tortured casually.

To be able to leave such a terrible wound between its eyebrows, you can imagine how powerful that person is.

But Chen Changsheng didn't care about this, he just wanted to seek justice for the black dragon.

Because he was angry at this time.

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(Not anymore today.) ）