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But whether it is the name of the Ghost Emperor Temple or the qiē inside, it gives people an eerie feeling. The incense is not too vigorous.

At this time, many people knew that the Ghost Emperor and the Great Heavenly Master were one and the same. And in order to save the common people, he entered the underworld, just like the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth. It has made countless people excited.

Coupled with the coaxing and frightening of the Heavenly Master of Wenda, the music in the background is constantly changing with the mood. Unconsciously, he aroused the feelings of many people, and began to think about whether he had done bad deeds, whether he could be reincarnated after death, or ascended to the Pure Land Divine Kingdom, and how to remedy if he had done bad deeds.

Thinking of the miserable scene in hell that Master Wen said about it, many people who have done unreasonable things have begun to fidget, and cold sweat is breaking out on their heads.

But at this time, a drought thunder exploded in the winter, which frightened everyone. Especially some people who have done bad things, a thunder comes down, and they almost get their pants wet.

At this time, the Great Heavenly Master of Wen was talking about the fact that this Ghost Emperor Dazun is also the god of the Shenxiao Thunder Mansion, controlling the thunder in the world, and specializing in punishing evil and promoting good. I don't know how many priesthoods have been added to this ghost emperor.

A thunderbolt fell again, hitting the top of this Divine Heavenly Palace. In the midst of the frightened cries of all the believers, only the thunder flowed. The glass roof of the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace is still intact.

The thunder in the sky seemed to have a temper. There was one thunderbolt after another.

And at this time, Komnenos, who had been mixing in the crowd to watch the excitement, even weakened his legs. helped Wu Song not to fall to the ground. As an alchemist, the black magic he practiced allowed him to feel the furious power in the air much more keenly than ordinary people, wanting to tear a qiē apart and destroy it.

"What's wrong?" Although Wu Song also felt an inexplicable anxiety and depression, it vaguely seemed as if danger was coming. But this feeling is quite light, so much so that it only makes him faintly uneasy in his heart. Seeing this new friend around him become like this made him inexplicable. It's also a little more uneasy.

"Divine punishment, divine punishment...... "Komnenos stammered.

He originally listened to Wen Fei's speech, and he already had a little bad taste in his heart, but he didn't think that he would actually give birth to divine punishment.

His Chinese is not particularly good, and if he usually communicates with people, he can get by so-so. But listen to Wen Fei's lecture. But it's a bit of a struggle.

I only vaguely understood that this demigod, who is still walking in the world, actually wants to claim to rule over the entire hell.

Whether it was the orthodox Christianity of the Eastern Roman Empire, or the Catholic territory that had long been occupied by barbarians. There is no such thing as reincarnation, either of the crescent crescents of the shepherds, or even the smaller sects of scattered beliefs in some remote places.

Perhaps the extinct Zoroastrianism of ancient times had this doctrine. But he didn't know much about this qiē. Komnenos himself is not a believer in any of the sects.

Catholicism even directly declared that alchemists like him, who study dark magic, are evil enemies and demons who covet gods. If you catch it, you will be burned to death by the fire.

Europe in this era was still in the darkest and backward and stubbornly conservative period. by them by those of the Eastern Roman Empire. Call it a barbarian, a barbarian. It's as if these Great Song people look at him like this.

Even so. Komnenos felt that he was bold enough. Even in order to study the mysteries of the human body, he once secretly dissected corpses.

But compared to the one in front of him, in front of hundreds of thousands of people, in front of the arrogant people who openly claim to be the masters of hell. It's simply not worth mentioning.

As I said earlier, he did not have the concept of reincarnation, nor did he come into contact with any qiē religion. Hell is only the place of extreme horror and wickedness that judges the wicked, because the good go to heaven. Only the wicked, and the fallen demons, would like it.

And this figure in front of him, who was probably similar to the Orthodox Patriarch of their Roman Empire, dared to openly claim to rule hell. This is absolutely unthinkable in Komnen's mind.

Now, he regarded this divine punishment as the punishment of the gods for this arrogant and wicked man. Although an alchemist who walks in the dark, Komnenos is not too averse to hell.

"Boom ......" another thunderbolt snapped in the air, as if attracted by the huge high roof, and slashed over.

Komnenos could clearly see the lightning striking the beautiful glass roof, and even a blue light appeared. But it didn't hurt the beautiful glass roof that seemed extremely fragile.

"Why is this happening?" watched as thunderbolts fell on the glass roof, and the fragile glass roof was not damaged at all.

At this time, glass-making technology was still extremely secret throughout Europe. Although many churches have made small pieces of stained glass out of windows, such a large piece of beautiful and pure glass is beyond anyone's imagination. With each piece of glass, Komnenos estimated that if he took it back to Europe, he would be able to replace it with a castle......

No, no...... A castle is nothing. Even when they were at the height of the Eastern Roman Empire, they would be regarded as the most important national treasure.

And the glass in front of him is even more magical, no matter how it is split by thunder, it is beyond Komnenos's imagination. Even for a while, he forgot about the punishment of God.

It seems that the lightning rod will wait until after the Black Death is over, and the rise of the Ottomans has blocked the trade routes from the East. People searched for a sea route to the East, but stumbled upon a New World. And in the New World, a group of immigrants began to oppose the suzerainty because of taxes and established the country of rice.

There was a suspected member of the secret organization of the Masons Society, and the guy who got on the rice bill invented the lightning rod......

At this time, there are still more than 600 years. Komnenos naturally wanted to break his head, and he would not have figured out this problem.

"It turns out that Brother Ke is afraid of thunder!" Wu Song also thought that Ke Muning was afraid of thunder, so he couldn't help laughing like this.

At this time, some of the officials sitting on the top of the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace were already frightened and trembling. After all, Komnenos was among the people below, and they were sitting under the glass roof, and if the thunder was to shoot down......

The more they thought about the terrible, the more they couldn't sit still. I can't wait to run down right away. It's just that Wen Fei, the Shang father, and Zhao Ji, the official family, didn't move, and the others naturally didn't dare to run away like this.

"Senior brother, this thunder is starting to weaken!" Chen Niwan leaned over to Wen Fei and said.

Wen Fei nodded, he could also feel that the violent power in the air was beginning to weaken. Winter thunder, after all, is against the season, although violent, but it is a lack of stamina.

He didn't even make a move, just a lightning rod to solve this catastrophe. However, Wen Fei also knew that things were not so easy, and this time he openly declared that he was separating good from evil, ruling the underworld, and dominating reincarnation.

It is also necessary to retain the Thunder Mansion Divine Generals of the Shenxiao Sect, and add the authority to control life and death, master yin and yang, and create life.

Such a large authority priesthood naturally attracts the most powerful backlash. It's not like this one thunderstorm can pass. Fortunately, he has reached a consensus with all the sects in the church.

Looking at the hundreds of Taoist people under the seat, they were chanting neatly, which already included the essence of the major sects of the Daomen. As long as they can recognize the identity of the Dao Monarch Supreme of Wenda Heavenly Master, coupled with the help of the luck of the imperial court, his plan has been more than half successful.

At least Wen Fei calculated it himself, and those gods who wanted to stop themselves had only two ways. One is to completely overthrow the entire Northern Song Dynasty, even if Zhao Ji is killed now, he is powerless to change the situation of changing the emperor, and Wen Fei has the general trend.

The other one is much simpler, but the difficulty of trying to achieve it is only high. That is, he killed the Great Heavenly Master directly, and he was a hundred.

It's just that now Master Wen's Heavenly Master has passed the realm of yin and yang, and it is not so easy to deal with. And more importantly, Master Wen still has the clone of the Ghost Emperor Dazun, and he must also be killed together, so as to prevent Master Wen from turning the tables and retaliating later.

Snowflakes began to fall in the sky, and in the blink of an eye, they were the size of a palm. Wen Fei turned his head and smiled at Zhao Ji and said, "Official, don't you think it's more majestic to be captured here......?"

The civil and military officials, who were frightened by the series of thunderstorms and almost peed, all looked at each other. But no one dared to stop it.

Sure enough, Zhao Ji listened to what Wen Fei said, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled: "Not bad, not bad!"

"Senior brother...... Ahem," Wang Wenqing coughed twice, and a little blood was already spilling from the corner of his mouth. He didn't care about it, but instead brought a smile on his face.

As soon as he returned to the mansion, Wang Wenqing spurted out a mouthful of blood. Although Chen Niwan was better, his face was also pale.

In fact, not only them, but also the Taoist priests who participated in the festival in the Shenxiao Heavenly Palace today were more or less affected by the backlash.

If it weren't for their help to share the burden, today's catastrophe would not have been so easy to survive. Master Wen is going to move the sacred cheese of the heavens, and he is going to snatch food from the tiger's mouth.

"Senior brother, how are your injuries?" Wen Fei asked.

Wang Wenqing laughed: "Happy, happy, only now do I know that there is a line of heaven, where does ......it come from?"