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The people in front of the Dao Hall were slightly shocked when they heard this, and the Baishi Dao people were in good spirits.

Chen Changsheng entered Wenshui City yesterday, and in the evening, the Wenshui Dao Hall played music to announce to the world, but the Tang family never reacted.

At this time, someone from the Tang family came, and it was the second master who was rumored to have the power of the Tang family.

Obviously, the Tang family has eyeliner in the Dao Hall and knows that the Baishi Daoist has already happened.

An important person like the second master of the Tang family immediately came to visit, just to save the lives of the people of Baishi Dao.

Everyone looked at Chen Changsheng and wanted to know his decision-whether to directly kill Liwei in the name of the Pope as stated in the letter, or to postpone the matter in accordance with the law and avoid the intensification of the conflict with the imperial court and the Tang family?

Guan Feibai looked at Chen Changsheng's side face, not knowing how he would choose, and he didn't know what he wanted him to choose.

Are you already a real Pope, or the young Taoist priest who first entered Kyoto?

Chen Changsheng suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky.

At this time, it is not far from the early morning, and the morning sun is on the other side of Wenshui, not far from the water.

The red morning glow covered the distant sky, and the clouds seemed to be burning, just like twilight.

He remembered the conversation he had with Tang Thirty-six on the big banyan tree in a very similar twilight at the National Education College a few years ago.

Then he remembered that he was still in the Anglican Academy, and in the night after the twilight receded, he and Tang Thirty-six had another conversation on the big banyan tree.

In short, in those years, starting from the inn called Li Ziyuan, he talked to Tang Thirty-six many times.

In those conversations, they talked about a lot of things, not memories of the past, but prospects for the future.

In the twilight, the lake of the Anglican College glowed with gold, and the overfed koi gradually sank into the rotting black mud.

They don't want to live like this.

At that time, Xuanyuan Po smashed a tree with his bear waist on the other side of the lake.

Tang Thirty-six said to him, no matter the autumn wind or the spring breeze, we are still young, so let it be up to our temperament.

Now that Xuanyuan has broken back to the White Emperor City, there has been no news for a long time. Tang Thirty-six no longer had no way to scold whoever he wanted by his temperament, and if he wanted to scold people, the eighteenth generation of ancestors would definitely not only scold the seventeenth generation, because now the ancestral hall where he was locked up was his own ancestors.

In another conversation in the night, Tang Thirty-six said to him, you will be the Pope in the future.

He said the Pope is not good, right?

Tang Thirty-six said that of course it was not easy to be.

Tang Thirty-six also told him that the National Education College will be the foundation for him to be the Pope in the future, which is why he is so keen on the re-enrollment of the National Education College.

This guy has already thought about the current thing, and it has always been this guy who has been helping him arrange and deal with a lot of things.

Now it's his turn to make decisions and deal with it himself, only to find out that it is really difficult to do.

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Chen Changsheng retracted his gaze and turned around and walked towards the Dao Hall.

He made his attitude clear, very clearly.

The people of Baishi Dao were very shocked, and they burst out with all their strength, swept like a violent wind, and chased after his figure in the Divine Gate, wanting to strike a blow to the death.

However, there was no way for him to meet Chen Changsheng at all.

Nanke was still standing in front of him, staring at him with a demented expression.

In his eyes, this little girl was like a real demon.

Three dull sounds, Ling Hai's iron ruler, Eucalyptus's clothes belt, and the magic sword with folded sleeves fell on the body of the Baishi Daoist almost at the same time.

The Baishi Daoist fell outside the threshold of the Divine Gate, his bones were broken, blood poured into his lungs, and the secluded mansion was shattered, making it difficult to stand up again.

His eyes were full of despair, and the great panic and unwillingness before death all turned into a roar, and he was about to burst out of his lips.

He wants to inform the second master of the Tang family outside the woods, come and save me!

Sadly, he didn't make the scream.

The moment his mouth opened, a rag was stuffed with lightning bolts.

Bishop Wenshui came to his side at some point.

With his left hand, he shoved a rag into the mouth of the White Stone Daoist.

At the same time, he held a short sword in his right hand and stabbed it into the chest of the White Stone Daoist.

The field was quiet, and the sound of the sword entering the body was so thrilling.

The small half of the sword body was exposed, calm as a mirror, exuding a faint sense of holiness.

Bishop Wenshui's expression at this time was also so calm and holy.

Shiraishi's eyes widened, a ho-ho sound came out of his throat, and he reached out to grab the bishop's clothes, but he couldn't.

He kept twitching and struggling, like leaving Wenshui, unable to breathe, a fish that was about to die, but unable to get out of control.

Bishop Wenshui looked at Chen Changsheng's back in the Divine Gate and said softly: "Your Majesty, please rest for a while, I believe that the second master of the Tang family should have the patience to wait for a while." ”

When he spoke, he held a rag in one hand to cover the mouth of the Baishi Daoist, and a sword in the other hand to pierce the chest of the Baishi Daoist.

Shiraishi Daoren was still struggling and twitching under his men.

His voice didn't tremble, it was still so calm, even a little humble.

Eucalyptus couldn't bear to look at it anymore and turned away.

The King of Linghai showed a look of appreciation, and even some faint admiration.

The gate slowly closed.

When it was about to close, Guan Feibai saw the Bishop of Wenshui dragging the Baishi Daoist towards the woods, and during the process, he casually stabbed a few swords at the Baishidao man's body.

It's a stab, not a stab.

For a thorn is a sword, and a stab is slaughter.

The corners of Guan Feibai's eyes twitched slightly.

This time, it has nothing to do with witnessing the major events of the state religion.

He knew that if he could be sent by the state church to Wenshui City to be a bishop for so many years, this bishop must not be an ordinary person.

But he could not have imagined, and it was difficult for him to accept, that this bishop, who seemed so calm and modest, and noble, should at some certain moments act like a madman.

If there are many such people in the state religion, no, even if there are only a few, it would be terrible.

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Baishi Daoren is the archbishop of Wenhua Palace, a real national religious giant, and there is no doubt that he is also a very important person in the business boat.

Today, he died like this, in the Dao Hall of Wenshui City.

The other party is so stimulated, he will inevitably react, especially here is Wenshui, the deep Wenshui that does not know its depth, the Wenshui of the Tang family.

The death of Baishi Daoren undoubtedly showed the attitude of the state religion and Chen Changsheng, and they were ready to completely turn their faces with the Tang family.

Everyone knows that the Tang family in Wenshui is the richest man in the mainland and the first of the four major families, but in fact, the hidden strength of the Tang family is far beyond people's imagination.

The history of the Tang family is too long.

Three years ago, the Tang family played the most vital role in the change of Tianshuling, but few people knew about it.

If it weren't for the Tang family finding a way to break the emperor's diagram, the Tianhai Holy Empress might still be sitting on the throne now.

For example, today's secret strength of the machine pavilion was taken over by Luoyang Changchun Guan, and most of the rest of the industries belonged to the Tang family, and the strength of the Tang family was even more terrifying.

A force like the Tang family is naturally the arm that everyone wants to get, whether it is the state religion or the imperial court.

It stands to reason that even if the Tang family has obviously become closer to the imperial court in recent years, the state religion should not show such a fierce attitude.

This has to be said that the person who wrote the letter knew Chen Changsheng very well.

He or she knew that Chen Changsheng would inevitably take Tang Thirty-six out of that ancestral hall.

So no matter how gentle the state religion's attitude towards the Tang family is, as long as this matter will not change, he will eventually turn against the Tang family.

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(When I wrote about the National Education College, I mentioned that Huang An's young boy was all red...... Now they are still teenagers, but they have to be ruthless. ）

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