Chapter 579 Nine Lights of the Holy Word
Kunlun Mountain is majestic and majestic.

At dusk, on top of the vast sea of ​​clouds, towering peaks stand in the clouds.

Bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, the Church of the Holy Word is dotted with countless majestic palace buildings, the floating islands suspended in the sky are silent, and the flowing springs and waterfalls rush down from the sky, like miracles where gods live, reflecting the golden light. , magnificent.

On top of the tall main peak.

Under the incomparably huge and majestic ring, the main hall of Holy Word Church is majestic, sacred and majestic.

At this moment, in the distant direction of the horizon, several mysterious beasts with divine horses were flying through the air. Silver chains were tied to the bodies of these mysterious beasts, and a gorgeous chariot was pulled at the end of the chains.

Surrounding the two chariots were dozens of knights wearing black holy clothes. They rode golden griffins, spread their wings and formed a formation to guard both sides, escorting the chariots all the way through the air. Toward the magnificent main hall.

at the same time.

On the open fountain square outside the main hall, hundreds of figures stood there, respectfully welcoming the arrival of the chariot.

The five leaders among them are the bishops in charge of the Holy Word Church, and behind them, the people waiting in the square are also high-ranking figures on Kunlun Mountain, or the masters of the five major temples, a Wearing church uniforms, they looked solemnly at the distant sky.

It didn't take long.

The gorgeous chariot landed outside the main hall.

"Meet the Pope."

"Meet the Pope."

"Meet the Pope."

Amidst the respectful greetings in the square, the curtain of the carriage slowly opened.

Immediately afterwards, an energetic old man with white hair and a boyish face walked out of the chariot, wearing a golden holy crown and a snow-white and holy robe.

There is no doubt that this old man is the current Pope of the Church of the Holy Word, the Knight of the Constellation of the Temple of Heaven. For decades, Kunlun Mountain has continued to grow and develop under the management of the Pope, and has become a behemoth in the world of knights, standing tall in the world. The Xia Dynasty was above the power of countless sects, so the Pope has always been deeply loved and respected by church members throughout the Kunlun Mountains.

"While I am practicing in seclusion and meditating on the stars in the sky, I would like you all to take care of the affairs of the church."

The pope's eyes were as bright as torches, and he looked at the crowd with a calm expression and spoke.

"The Pope is being polite. This is what we should do."

Hearing the Pope's voice, the five ruling bishops shook their heads and responded with a smile.

"Haha..." The Pope smiled slightly, changed the subject and said, "How are the preparations for the election ceremony of Shengyan Jiuyao?"

In fact, if it weren't for the election ceremony of Shengyan Jiuyao, the Pope would not end his retreat and return to Kunlun Mountain early. After all, this is a major event for the Holy Word Church, and he, the Pope, needs to personally preside over it.

Hearing this, a tall bishop in charge said: "Preparations for the election of Holy Word Jiuyao have been completed. The Holy Son and the Holy Lady have also completed their training and returned to the Twin Holy Palace on Yunkong Island."

Later, a middle-aged woman in charge of the bishop took over the topic and continued: "The Kunlun Edict has been issued. Recently, church members from all over the Great Xia Dynasty have returned to the Kunlun Mountains one after another."

Another bishop in charge said: "In addition, in the Temple of the Holy Sun, the Temple of the Holy Moon, the Temple of the Holy Star, the Temple of the Holy Cloud and the Temple of the Holy Flame, the list of people participating in the election ceremony has been submitted, and there are a total of 137 people who meet the conditions. , detailed information will be presented to the Pope for review later.”

After listening to the reports of several leading bishops, the Pope nodded slightly.

After a while, after everyone's report was over, the Pope said: "The Holy Word Priest Lingbo returned to Kunlun Mountain?"

The tall bishop in charge nodded and said with complicated eyes: "Yes, the priest of the Holy Word has now returned to the Mountain of the Holy Word and is in charge of the "Forbidden Laws of the Holy Word" again." At this point, the bishop in charge said slightly. After pondering for a moment, he hesitated for a few seconds before continuing to speak, "Pope, what happened 100 years ago, and why did the Holy Word Priest suddenly leave Kunlun Mountain..."

The time of 100 years is not long, but it is not short either.

Time has passed, and many things have been buried by time. Even as bishops, they have no way of knowing those years.

The only thing I know is,

At that time, there was a huge turmoil in Kunlun Mountain.

"I don't know what happened at the beginning. It was a matter between the Holy Word Priests. I only know that it seems to be related to Tai'a Star Gate."

The Pope sighed softly. The origin of the Holy Word Sacrifice was not as simple as it seemed. Its status was so transcendent that even he, the Pope, could not get involved.

Thinking of this, the Pope's voice also became serious.

"The things of the past are over."

"Now the election of Shengyan Jiuyao is about to take place. This is a big event, so we must be fully prepared."

"Yes."

The crowd responded in unison.

……

At the foot of Kunlun Mountain, there is a small town called Gushan.

Outside the town, a train roared across the vast land, approaching from the distant horizon along the railroad tracks.

After the Apocalypse Summit ended, Lin Fan and a group of Apocalypse Knights from the Western Xinjiang Province arrived in the Western Xinjiang Province. After everyone said goodbye one by one, they went their separate ways to return to their own knight schools. Lin Fan also took the train and set off back. Arriving at the Kunlun Mountains.

"Woooo-!"

Accompanied by the low whistle, the train slowly entered the station in Gushan Town.

Lin Fan carried his hiking bag through the security check, blended in with the crowd, and walked out of the station quickly.

When he arrived at the town, he suddenly found that this remote and quiet town had become more lively than before. In addition to the local residents, knights could also be seen on the streets.

Moreover, Lin Fan noticed that most of these knights were wearing yellow robes and uniforms, and they were obviously members of the Church of the Holy Word. They were mainly young boys and girls. The endless crowds were bustling, making Gushan Town It seemed extremely noisy.

"The campaign for Shengyan Jiuyao is finally about to begin."

While walking on the street and passing a supermarket, Lin Fan heard two or three people gathering there and talking. "I heard that the Pope has returned."

"The Holy Son and Holy Lady also returned to Kunlun Mountain and entered the Twin Holy Palaces."

"In addition, the current six of the Nine Sacred Words have also returned to Kunlun Mountain one after another, and the proud sons of heaven in the five halls who have experienced in the world and killed evil spirits have also returned to Kunlun Mountain."

The election ceremony of Shengyan Jiuyao is undoubtedly the most grand event in Kunlun Mountain.

"Hey, Shengyan Jiuyao still has three seats left. Who do you think can successfully get the seat this time?" A young woman was picking fruits while talking to her companions.

"It's impossible to tell. There are so many talented people gathered on Kunlun Mountain, and the competition may be fierce." The speaker was a young man. He shook his head and smiled, "Over the years, among the five major cultivation palaces, Those influential figures will stage a fierce battle every time this time comes, and it’s really hard to say who will win and who will lose.”

"Moreover, a group of new people have just been recruited this year, and together with those from before, this battle for the Holy Word and Nine Lights will definitely be more grand than before." A middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Tsk tsk, Shengyan Jiuyao, that is the leader of Kunlun Mountain."

"Yes, if you can rank among the Nine Saints, you will be able to move around in the world of knights, and you will be a distinguished guest wherever you go."

"By the way, who will you vote for?"

"Let's wait and see. Whether we can pass the election trial is still unknown..."

Vote for me!
Vote for me!
Listening to the noisy discussion on the street.

Lin Fan wanted to run over and canvass for votes, but he thought that doing so might ruin his popularity with passers-by, so he gave up and walked into a mobile business hall with his backpack on his back.

Lin Fan is going to recharge some phone bills before going back to Kunlun Mountain. I have to complain here. The three major domestic operators are really cheating. Even in the Age of Knights, the data is still so expensive. The 100G data plan for a month is not enough. Well, I’ve hit the bottom after watching a few anime episodes.

And the signal is still poor in many places...

The young lady in the business hall stood behind the counter and watched Lin Fan walk in with a look of resentment on his face. With a professional smile on his face, he said, "Hello, how can I serve you?"

Lin Fan took out his cell phone: "I want to top up some phone bills."

Sales office lady: "Okay, how much do you want to charge?"

Lin Fan: "Full."

I'm a millionaire!

I'm not short of money!

Miss: "???"

little brother,
Are you provoking our mobile company?

You are so crazy...

Of course, it was impossible to fill it up, but Lin Fan still paid 3 yuan under the shocked look of the young lady, and then happily left the business hall and walked towards the Holy Word Church in the town.

When he came back, Lin Fan took a lot of local specialties with him and planned to visit Bishop Zhang Bin in the church and gain some votes by gaining popularity.

Not long after walking along the street, I looked up and saw the quaint Church of the Holy Word.

After Lin Fan walked inside, he found that the church was empty. Bishop Zhang Bin did not seem to be working here.

In desperation, Lin Fan decided to leave the church first. However, when he turned around, he suddenly saw a group of figures appearing outside the gate, blocking the path in front of him.

Standing at the front was a boy who looked to be no more than 17 or 8 years old.

He was wearing a uniform from the Temple of the Holy Sun. Under the wide hood, his face could not be said to be handsome, but his facial features were three-dimensional and clear, and his eyes were deep and calm.

Behind the young man, there was a group of boys and girls. Judging from the uniforms they wore, they should all be from the Holy Moon Palace.

Lin Fan was stunned for a moment and said politely: "Bishop Zhang Bin did not come to the church today."

The young man did not move, and spoke in a low voice: "House of the Holy Sun, Lin Fan? My name is Zhao Wenruo, and I came here specifically to see you."

Lin Fan clearly noticed the unkind looks from these people and became alert: "Ah...what do you want from me?"

Zhao Wenruo slowly raised two fingers and said, "First thing, was the level 9 soul bead in the treasure pavilion bought by you, right? Of course, it should have been refined by you now, right..."

Lin Fan: "..."

Zhao Wenruo continued: "The second thing is that I came here on the order of someone to convey a message to you."

Lin Fan: "What?
Zhao Wenruo: "There is someone who wants you to give up running for Shengyan Jiuyao."

Lin Fan: "Who?"

Zhao Wenruo: "Holy Son."

Son?

Good guy, no wonder I can let the proud son of the Holy Sun Palace work as an errand boy. He turns out to be the Holy Son of the Holy Word Church.

On Mount Kunlun, the two highly respected Holy Son and Holy Lady live in the Twin Holy Palaces on Yunkong Island. It can be said that he has never seen the Holy Son since he came to Holy Word Church. Regarding the Holy Son, Lin Fan had only heard some rumors about the Holy Girl in the Palace of the Holy Sun.

However, whether I participate in the election of Shengyan Jiuyao or not, what does it have to do with the Holy Son?
Lin Fan suddenly became unhappy: "Do you think I will participate?"

Zhao Wenruo sighed after hearing this and said, "I hope you can understand that this is not advice, but a warning."

Lin Fan: "So?"

Zhao Wenruo: "Since you insist on participating, let me test your strength and see if you have the qualifications."

(End of this chapter)

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