Out of the main hall, Yorkham Jones followed the maiden to the fountain garden.

The water from the fountain is golden, and when it is sprayed into the air, it fills the air with layers of golden mist.

The small flowers that grow in the mist are even more peculiar, each one is only the size of a thumb, the flower path is blood-colored, there is not a single leaf, the top of the flower is golden, and the two petals are as white as snow and gently propped up, looking like a pair of thin wings flying towards the light.

On the whole, each small flower is like an angel.

"Daya. ”

When the maiden saw that Yorkham Jones was fascinated by this, she first pronounced two words in a peculiar note, and then said in the standard lingua franca of Sidava:

"In the ancient Dawa language, 'Daya' means the flower of holiness, the sacred flower of our temple of light. Unfortunately, it's winter now, and if Mr. Priest comes in the spring, he will be able to see the light elves. ”

Yorkham Jones retracted his gaze to the maiden and asked:

"I heard that our Holy Lady is also called 'Daya'. ”

"It's 'Daya, Holy Maiden of Light, Knight King, Righteous Star Spirit', for Her Excellency, we have to use honorific titles, not just call her by her name. ”

The girl replied with great admiration and respect, and her voice suddenly became much quieter:

"Mr. Pastor... Do you have any special techniques for drawing out the Light and Light, can you teach me that I have lived in the Temple of Light since I was a child, but now that I am 17 years old, I still can't draw out the Light..."

"You say, am I not religious enough to the goddess of light..."

At this moment, Yorkham Jones was pondering the name of the 'Holy Maiden', "The Holy Maiden of Light... The Knight King... Righteous Star Spirit... The demigods of the three laws are worthy of being the strongest human beings..."

After muttering a few words inwardly, Yorkham Jones came back to look at the girl.

But the girl thought that Yorkham Jones was unwilling to answer, and had already pouted and ran to the front.

"It's funny for a girl of this age ..."

Laughing to himself, Yorkham Jones hurried after him, and when he reached the girl's side, he spoke:

"Faith is not about piety and service, but about 'preaching'. ”

"Fengdao..."

The girl muttered several times, but still did not understand the meaning of the word.

Yorkham Jones continued:

This sentence comes from the beginning of the "Gods and Mortals" national canon of "Shengxue Country", the Tao is the way of the gods, and the Tao is the law, such as the goddess of light of our faith, what you need to look for is not the goddess, but the light. ”

After hearing the clear explanation, the girl's eyes suddenly brightened, and she immediately saluted to Yorkham Jones:

"Thank you, Mr. Reverend, I think I see!"

As fellow believers of light, it is natural that we should help each other. ”

Yorkham Jones nodded, and said:

"Let's keep walking. ”

"Yes, Mr. Reverend, my name is Lux Clark! You can call me Lux. ”

Happily replied, and the girl jumped forward.

"Do you have the same surname as Judge Dale... It's no wonder that before I get the source of light, I have more light power in my body than I do. ”

Seeing that the girl had run away, Yorkham Jones shook his head and chased after her.

After about 10 minutes, the two of them turned a few floors and came to a stop at a location called the 'Library of the Monastery of the Holy Light'.

"I didn't open the door!"

Looking at the closed golden door in front of her, Lux pouted and complained, then stepped forward and knocked on the door and shouted:

"Old man Robert!

"It's Sunday!

An angry roar came from inside the door, like an angry lion disturbing its nap.

Then, the golden gate, which was nearly ten meters high, slowly opened a small window.

Then an old red-haired man stuck his head out of the window, his beard and eyebrows were so long that his whole face was covered by red hair, and he could barely see his eyes.

Glancing at Yorkham Jones, the old man yawned and rubbed his eyes, and said:

"Little priest, come in. ”

Then the old man waited for Lux to speak earnestly:

"Lux, say hello to your mother for me. Also, next time you ask someone to be gentle, your mother didn't learn the good things, but the bad ones learned everything!"

"Hee-hee, I know. ”

Lux smiled and nodded, then looked at Yorkham Jones and said:

"Mr. Pastor, we'll see you later!"

Thinking that Jingqing was still waiting for him alone, Yorkham Jones hurriedly shouted:

"Miss Lux, could you please help me take care of the child I brought?"

"Of course! I'll go!"

With a reply, Lux ran down the stairs quickly.

Listening to the sound of brisk footsteps, Yorkham Jones couldn't help but smile and said:

"What a lovely young lady with a lot of love. ”

With that, Yorkham Jones turned back to the red-haired old man and said:

"Mr. Robert, I'm sorry for you. ”

"Don't let Lux be deceived by her cute and beautiful appearance! she's a little witch, and we make a mess of her every day! ”

As he spoke, Robert looked around very carefully, as if he was a little afraid of Lux, and after making sure that he was not heard, Robt gently opened the giant door a crack.

"Come in. ”

Walking into the library, Old Man Robert led Yorkham Jones to the deepest place, and said proudly as he went:

"In addition to the Temple of Technology and Culture and the Tower of Babel, the place with the largest and most extensive collection of books in the Sidava Continent is our 'Holy Light Monastery Library'!

Listening to Robert's words, Yorkham Jones couldn't help but shake, he really wanted to say at the moment, "I don't want to hear this... I just want to move through the ranks quickly. ”

Fortunately, although the old man did not seem to be awake, he walked very quickly, and after a while, the two of them walked to the black door in the corner.

"Little Pastor, when you step through this door, your world will be completely different, so be prepared. ”

With a serious word, Robert took out the key and opened the door.

Upon stepping through the door, Yorkham Jones saw a relatively ordinary room, which looked like a barnroom, surrounded by a number of huge cabinets, with countless small drawers, each of which was marked by a different name in the 'Gudawa language'.

The middle of the room was towering, and something seemed to be piled up, but because of the white brocade cloth that was hidden on it, Yorkham Jones couldn't see what it was.

Seeing that Yorkham Jones was fascinated, Robert continued to proudly introduce:

"These are the materials of transcendent beings, and the vast majority of transcendent professions in the Temple of Light go out from here. The text used in the mark is the ancient 'Gudava' language, which evolved from the Elvish language and the dragon language, and each character has magical powers, if you want to learn it, I can find you a few books. ”

'Old sir... I don't need you to teach me, I know more about Gudawa than you, and I get full marks in the academy for language courses!'

Of course, these words Yorkham Jones could only think of in his heart, shook his head, and Yorkham Jones saluted the old man and said:

"Mr. Robert, I don't have that idea yet, but thank you very much. ”

"Hey, young people nowadays don't like to study. ”

Robert sighed a few times and walked towards the middle.