When Zhao Chun said this, he stood as tall as a green pine, with a kind of arrogance and unyieldingness that was hard to see from casual cultivators.
The priest put aside his doubts again and remembered that there was indeed a shortage of monks in the Holy Land who were able to refine weapons. The person in front of him was from the Sanzhou Sect, and the weapon refinement method was inherited from the orthodox tradition. There is a big difference in cultivation, so I weighed it in my mind. After thinking for a while, I said:
"In this case, the Holy Land will be your destination from now on. After choosing a day to baptize you in front of all the people, you will be given a emblem and a residence. The guide will inform you of many other matters. I will not tell you today. Talk too much.”
Being able to obtain a weapon refiner with the cultivation level of Yuan Yuan, his eyes showed a little satisfaction. He turned his attention to Pu Yue, rubbed his fingertips against the spine of the book, and said after a long time: "I never limit myself. You go out to play and have fun, but people outside are complicated, and various forces are flowing in and out, and under the pressure of the coming and going, a little kid with your cultivation level may not know how he died."
Pu Yue pursed her lips tightly, knowing that what the priest said was right. If Zhao Chun had not happened to rescue her, she would have been robbed by black thieves and taken to the island, with no possibility of returning to the Holy Land.
But in these years, she has lived a carefree life. The elder brothers and sisters around her are very fond of her. And because she has shown her talent in alchemy early, she has been placed high hopes by the priest since she started practicing Qi. He had heard such harsh words, so now his eyes were red, with two crystal dots in the corners of his eyes.
"That's all, just come back," as if he couldn't bear to see her acting like this, the priest waved his hand together with the book in his hand, and sighed, "If you want to go out in the future, you must tell me first, and I will arrange it for you. Going with you will at least keep you safe."
"Thank you, Lord Priest!" Pu Yue burst into tears and smiled. Suddenly, she remembered the ever-burning lantern that was broken by the desert tribe in the sea of sand, so she suppressed her smile and said, "Sir, during this trip, I also took an ever-burning lantern from the Holy Land. , just meeting the Desolate tribe on the way... caused the ever-burning lamp to shatter into the sea of sand."
If people in the Holy Land want to walk outside, they must have a bright lamp to guide the way, otherwise their lives will be in danger. Therefore, when they first heard about Pu Yue's departure, the priest already knew that she had taken a bright lamp with her. Now listening to her explanation, he was surprised. Not much of a surprise either.
But when Pu Yue mentioned that the lamp was broken in the sea of sand, the corners of his mouth drooped slightly, and his expression suddenly became solemn, which showed that he was quite distressed.
It should be noted that the ever-burning lamp can only burn for three hundred years. Once it is lit, even if it is extinguished again, the candle oil will gradually melt away over time. Therefore, only twelve lamps remain in the Holy Land to this day, and each one is sufficient. precious.
"Although the destruction of the lantern was not your intention, it was still caused by you. If I insist on protecting you, I am afraid that the Holy Land will complain." He glanced at Pu Yue coldly, pursed his lips and said, "You So I will stay in the house until I discuss it with the elders to see how to deal with this matter."
Pu Yue, who grew up here, naturally understands how precious the ever-burning lantern is. At this time, she did not dare to act as aggrieved as before, and just buried her head deeply without saying a word.
Zhao Shun stood beside her, taking in the expressions and behaviors of the two people. Sometimes they felt natural, and sometimes they felt strange.
This strangeness does not lie with Pu Yue. Her attitude towards the priest is one of admiration and awe that can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye, but she has more than enough reverence but not enough intimacy.
As for the priest, he was quite tolerant and protective of Pu Yue in his words, which showed that he attached great importance to her. However, when his eyes fell on him, there was no elder's love and concern for the younger generation, only coldness and indifference between the two. The priest was in conflict with other emotions, making the priest appear a bit moody and angry for no reason, which was very different from the benevolent and fraternal attitude when talking to Zhao Chun.
She asked: "Sir, I and Pu Yue came here from the sea of sand. On the way, she told me that it was because of the ever-burning lanterns that the people in the Holy Land could distinguish the wind and sand and protect themselves from the desolate tribe. But when the lanterns broke, it happened to be There is also the Iron Hoof of the Desolate Clan watching around us, but after looking at the two of us, he did not take action. May I ask, sir, what is the reason for this?"
In response to Zhao Shun's question, the priest remained silent for a long time. He raised his eyes indifferently and said: "If the lamp is broken, the oil will not melt immediately. The reason why the ever-burning lamp avoids harm to the Huang clan is because of its aura. It should be after the lamp is broken." You two were tainted with the smell of lamp oil, so you luckily escaped the disaster." He picked up the scroll again, obviously not wanting to answer any more.
But Zhao Shun had a clear conscience. On that day, the spear drove the candle straight into the deep sea of sand. There was only the fishy smell of camel beast blood spattering on the spot, and there was no fragrance of lamp oil. How could this be the reason for the Huang clan to avoid it? ?
The priest was unwilling to answer, so she couldn't ask any more questions. After bowing and leaving, she left the peach grove with Pu Yue who looked disappointed.
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Since that day, she never saw Pu Yue again.
Before the baptism, Zhao Shun was not considered a member of the Holy Land. After a woman without an emblem on her shoulder led her to live in a quiet place, it took another two days before someone knocked on the door and said that the preparations for the baptism were complete, but Go to the lake tower immediately.
By the time Zhao Chun arrived from the sky, the holy land was already deserted by thousands of people, all of whom were monks or ordinary people who came to watch today's baptism.
In addition to the priest wearing a white crown and standing with his hands behind his back, there are thirteen Fenxuan monks lined up on both sides of the tower. They are all dressed in red robes and have animal-faced emblems on their shoulders. Only one of them is a middle-aged beautiful woman with a The pattern of silver-threaded yellow flowers and three leaves.
They should be what the priests call the elders.
Baptism was not as complicated as Zhao Chun thought. First, the priest announced Zhao Chun's identity to everyone, and then thirteen red-robed elders touched the top of her hair with willow branches. Finally, she stood in front of the priest and he gave the ceremony. One last gift.
"In accordance with the instructions of our ancestors, I hope that after you enter the Holy Land, you will put aside your past and distracting thoughts, watch and help everyone, and work together with one heart." He held a jade plate in his hand, and after tapping it with his fingertips, a ball of white light suddenly escaped from it and flew straight away. Entering the sea of Zhao Chunshi.
However, Zhao Chun was extra prepared for what happened today. When he saw the white light coming, he immediately raised his sword energy to resist, causing the white light to slow down and gradually fall into the sword energy and stop moving forward.
Is this a living creature? !
She couldn't help being shocked. When she looked closely, the white light turned out to be an invisible insect, squirming impatiently and squirming around.
Zhao Shun looked at the expression on the priest's face and saw that he didn't notice anything strange, so he secretly wrapped the insect with sword energy and took it from the sea of consciousness to the Dantian without killing it.
The priest pinched the seal in his hand and felt that the little insect was still alive, and he felt a little satisfied: "The baptism is completed. From now on, you are a citizen of the Holy Land."
After everyone dispersed, Zhao Chun felt more and more that something was wrong, so he handed the little insect over to the care of the Golden Crow Blood Fire in his Dantian to keep it alive and prevent it from harming him.
She didn't know if there were bugs in other people's bodies, and she didn't feel comfortable asking at the moment, so she followed the leading monk forward in silence and stopped at a quiet and spacious mansion at the innermost edge of the lake.
"Weapon Making Workshop." It is an extremely easy-to-understand name.
