Here Comes the Immortal Swordsman

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of Jianxian in this latest chapter!In Zhaohui City, there are hundreds of temples of various sizes.

But there is only one that can be called the Chaohui Temple.

It is located in the center of the fourth city district, built on the mountain, and is called the first temple of Fengyu, almost reaching the first-class central temple.

Every ten days, ordinary people outside the Chaohui Temple are open once.

At that time, civilians in the third urban area will not charge any entry fee as long as they present the believer registration card when entering the fourth urban area.

A large number of believers chose to kneel directly from the foot of the mountain, climb the mountain top, and came to the statue of the king of the sword located in the center of the square, worshiped and prayed for peace, and participated in the worship ceremony hosted by the head of the Chaohui Temple. Holy water baptism, treatment of disease, blessing status.

Today, it happens to be the Temple Opening Day.

Even if it is already the afternoon, the worshipers who kneel on the mountain climb are still endless.

On the central square of the temple, the crowd was dense, and all of them knelt down under the statues.

In addition to participating in worship services, civilians are allowed to tour around the temple. Except for a few core areas that cannot be entered without approval, most areas can be freely visited, fighting is prohibited, and free light meals are provided.

The area on the right side of the temple is relatively steep.

The rocks are rugged and stand abruptly.

In the winter, but still pine and cypress.

The place with the best view of Chaohui Temple Mountain is also here.

Therefore, there are many tourists.

The winding stone steps, with guardrails, are like jade dragons crawling in the mountains, dotted between the lush greenery, making the whole mountain full of spirit and rhythm.

In the afternoon sunlight, a bonsai old man, wearing a black robe representing the punishment of the priest, carrying two wooden barrels with iron hoops beat her, climbed the stone steps little by little.

The wooden barrel is covered with a lid, and I don't know what is inside.

But a pungent stench of odors drifted out of the iron-bone wooden barrel from time to time, so that the tourists passing by the old man could not help hiding their noses and noses, showing disgusting disgust in their eyes.

"Well, it smells bad."

"Smelly dung, get away."

"Old and immortal, without long eyes."

Someone was so angry that he couldn't help cursing at the old man.

The old man showed an apologetic look, with a calm look, and retreated slightly to the edge of the cliff.

Her hair is gray, and there are wrinkles on her face that record the vicissitudes of the years. There are thin and dense sweat beads on her forehead. There are also large sweat stains on the shoulders of the black robe. The wrists and ankles are only clasped. The barbed bangle with a barbed priest's clasp worn only by the priests who had committed serious sins showed blood stains.

"Old and immortal, deserve to clean the toilet every day and pour feces."

"So old, because she used to be the archbishop, but she violated the gods, why not die."

The passing crowd saw the old man cursing viciously.

Many loyal believers have recognized this old man, who was once highly respected Archbishop of Mochizuki.

But that was once.

Now she is a sinner in the temple.

It is a sinner personally admonished by the sword lord.

The old man's face was still indifferent, without any slight anger or shame.

The pair of eyes seemed to have penetrated the world's affection, seemingly turbid, but in fact a faint ray of clear eyes appeared.

She looked at the cursed pedestrians, and looked at the unabashed faces of hatred, as if looking at a group of lost lambs, full of pity.

Chaohui Temple has always had such a tradition.

Those priests who have committed mistakes will engage in heavy physical activities and sharpen their bodies.

We must also accept the scolding of the believers in the temple and sharpen our spirit.

Only then can atonement be made.

The old man rested for a while and was about to pick up the dung bucket and climb again.

At this time-

"I said that I couldn't find your old thing for a long time. I was hiding lazy here."

A sharp voice sounded.

On the steps above, a group of people slowly came down.

Headed by a young priestess wearing a robe with peach blossoms and pale skin, a black mole above the corner of the right side of the mouth, and a charming wind and dust between the eyebrows and the eyebrows, but with the holy and pure body. The robe of the gods did not match.

Behind the priestess, followed by five or six young men in luxurious clothes.

At a glance, you know whether it is rich or expensive.

A man headed, twenty-five to six years old, is slender, dressed in white, with a jade belt around his waist, walking on a cloud, his eyebrows are graceful, his eagle nose is tall, his slender eyes are squinting, It gives people a sense of thrill that thousands of poison schemes contain. It is not a good object to get along with.

Seeing the priests and men, the archbishop of Mochizuki's eyes flashed a hint of fine awn, fleeting.

She frowned slightly, didn't open her mouth, picked up the dung bucket, and was about to climb.

"And slow."

A sneer appeared on the priestess's face, and he was shocked.

A touch of divine power poured out.

Buzz.

The forbidden bracelet clasped between the wrist and ankle of Archbishop Mochizuki was urged and barbed and vibrated.

The red blood flowed out of the broken wound.

A bit of pain flashed in the eyes of Archbishop Mochizuki, staggering.

She had to put down the dung bucket, and crystal beads of sweat burst out of her forehead.

The priestess smiled coldly and said, "How about the taste of the banned god bracelet?"

Archbishop Mochizuki said nothing.

The priestess said again: "I was appointed by His Royal Highness to take charge of the sinners of Houshan, Mochizuki, you are lazy and idle, but under the crown of the Lord of the Sword, do you feel resentful?"

"Never."

Archbishop Mochizuki said: "It's just that I was soft-hearted for a while and failed to get rid of the pity of self-pity on you. The sin barrier of the chaotic temple is really regretful."

The priestess's self-pity changed, and immediately sneered again: "Really? Unfortunately, you have no chance, now the temple, you have lost any right to speak... Ha ha, you see, Chen Gongzi can appear again My side is here, and you, what can you do?"

The man with a hooked nose next to him smiled and reached for his hand on the priest's pitiful buttocks, patting heavily, looking provocatively at Mochizuki.

"Unexpectedly, old pig dog, you blocked me from falling in love with self-pity that day, sue the big city, deprived me of my believer status, and caused me to be expelled from my family and delisted by the teacher. Teaching adults, but forgiving all this, everyone now knows that you old pig dog framed me, ha ha ha, the old thing that drove me out, now begging me to re-enter Chen's house, and my name was removed. [Foyun Sword], the whole family is dead, he was cut his tongue, deaf ears, broken limbs... Old pig dog, have you ever thought that you will be today?"

Archbishop Mochizuki sighed.

"evil creature."

There was a pity of sympathy in her eyes: "I made a big mistake without regret, and turned into an accomplice without knowing it, pitiful, pitiful!"

"Oh, evil handicap? Accomplice? Poor? Let you repay some interest first."

The young man sneered and raised his whip.

Pappa.

Three whips.

Three bloodstains were drawn on the old man's face.

The young man with an aquiline nose quipped: "When you put on the forbidden bracelet, you can't even show a divine power. Ha ha, even if I kill you here alive, I won't ask anyone to ask. You believe Do not believe?"

Archbishop Mochizuki shook his head and said firmly: "Good and evil will be reported in the end."

"Not anymore."

The priestess shook her head with pity: "There will be no more ridiculous things like "rewards are evil, good is rewarded"."

She seemed to remember something, with a trace of bewilderment on her face, which instantly turned into a gloomy sneer.

"Good and evil in this world are not important anymore. I know that you still think about your apprentices and descendants to come to avenge you. Ha ha, the god of mercy is the sinner in the temple, and she can’t escape now, so she dare not show up. As for Ye Weiyang, don’t say if she can walk out of this temple trial, even if she comes out, she won’t live long... Mochizuki, the power of your system will soon be uprooted, and will disappear. Just die this heart."

The priestess sneered.

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