Invincible little uncle

Chapter 424 24. A Fair and Honest Visit

In the streets of Yongye, the brazier is burning blazingly, casting the shadows on the walls and the ground.

Xia Guang pulled down his hood and hurriedly walked on the street.

The architectural styles on both sides are full of rough and rough feeling. Except for the new temple, most of the surrounding houses are made of stone or logs, with air leakage and large or small gaps. scene.

This time, Xia Guang walked directly to the gate of the new temple without any obstruction, and the night wind blew his hood open.

The two guards on duty at the temple were chatting about the affairs between Dayu and the rebel army. When they saw someone about to step into the temple, one of them wanted to conduct normal interrogation.

But just took a step, seeing the face of the person, the guard couldn't help shrinking his steps, and then talked to his partner, asking him to go forward to make normal inquiries to delay the time, while he flew away, Detour to the temple to report from another path.

Xia Guang didn't panic when he saw his leaving figure, he didn't want to hide it when he came here, and he came here just to meet the saint who "seems to have fulfilled the prophecy".

The other guard had no choice but to come over and pretend to ask questions, during which his calf trembled unconsciously.

The one in front of him was Chaofan who killed Mozart with an arrow. It was okay if he didn't know before. How could he not be afraid when he saw it this time?
The guard asked calmly, "Sir, this is a temple. If you haven't been summoned, you can't come here. Or do you have an appointment with someone?"

Xia Guangdao: "No appointment, I just want to go in."

It stands to reason that the guard should run away violently at this time, but the guard knows that once he yells, he will undoubtedly die, so he squeezed out a smile and said: "Sir, this is against the rules, or you can wait here for a while , shall I go in and report to the priests?"

Xia Guang said, "Didn't your companions go in to report just now?"

guard:.
"Oh, he's not going to report, it's just that he suddenly has a stomachache, so I'm going to report."

Xia Guang suddenly admired the guard's cleverness, nodded and said, "Go, then I'll wait outside."

Relieved, the guard turned and ran.

Just kidding, he is here alone to face this hostile Chaofan, he is simply walking on the edge of a blade, and he will die if he is not careful.

The mysterious young Chaofan stood at the lowest end of the stone steps, watching the guards run up quickly.

There are three steps of stone steps, each with [-] steps. The new temple itself is located on a high place, so you need to look up to see it. At the top, there are exquisitely carved stone statues erected on the small central square.

The stone statue is a god with a vague face, gender-neutral, and just raised a finger to the sky.

At this moment, a black pigeon landed on that finger, its paws clasped tightly, and its bean-sized bird eyes were watching around.

With the departure of the two guards, there was no one around.

But not long after, Xia Guang heard footsteps approaching in the distance.

Not only from the direction of the temple, but also from the surrounding streets.

Apparently, the two guards had already notified them, and Chaofan, who killed Lord Mozart, came out by himself, and came to the temple to throw himself into the trap.

So this group of people is here to collect the net.

But if you want to see the saint, you can't avoid doing one.

Xia Guang had already thought about it and was ready.

So, listening to the approaching footsteps, he calmly took out the Demon Soul Lamp and the golden longbow without any panic.

The five souls of the lamp illuminated for a thousand meters. People in the distance obviously saw the light domain, and then their pace slowed down, as if they turned around and called for someone to go.

Xia Guang sat in the open space at the entrance of the temple.

Cross-legged, meditating, the golden longbow is placed on the lap, and a quiver of feathers is three fists away from the left leg.

The suspended dark golden lamp quietly floated by his side, illuminating his extremely calm and ordinary face.

in the dark.

Three light domains with the same thousand-meter glory floated in the distance.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a black crown, with a neat short beard and long hair clasped by a crown inlaid with red gold gemstones, and wildly scattered on his shoulders. What was particularly impressive was a pair of eyes, deep and focus.

Outside the temple, in the streets and alleys of Shuyang Mountain City, many people's heads poked out from the dim light of the brazier. This was the first time they saw the soul lamp master displaying the soul lamp unscrupulously, and it seemed to be a duel.

This scene was too rare, and the commoners were full of expectations, but they never thought that the great priest of their temple would fail. The middle-aged man wearing the black crown was a living god to them.

Great Priest: Su Bute!
The priest of the six souls was once the priest of the Haotian Temple and was known as the closest to Haotian, but unfortunately he betrayed the Haotian Temple and created a new temple.

His most famous sentence has only eight characters, but these eight characters were regarded as a great heresy by the Haotian Temple.

Su Bute said: "Haotian is dead, and a new god should be established."

Walking beside Su Bute were two priests of five souls. As they walked, the three of them had already separated their positions, facing the young man sitting under the temple in a half-arc.

The two priests of the five souls also took off their longbows, ready to press the soul lamp to fight at any time.

But Su Bute didn't say the word "punishment", so they wouldn't do anything.

The short-bearded man with a black crown looked at the young man in the open space at the entrance of the temple.

"I am Subote, the great priest of the New Temple, the listener of the oracle of the New God, the preacher of the Gospel, seeking the coming light in the eternal night."

"I used to be Mo Fan, a slave of Dayu. I just joined the Haotian Temple. I knew that my parents were killed by Mozart, but I came here to avenge my personal revenge. I just saw the miracle of the devil's soul vortex, so I wanted to meet the saint."

After speaking, both sides fell silent.

Xia Guang didn't want to do anything.

But Su Bute was worried that Chaofan's attack in the city would destroy the entire Shuyang Mountain City.

After thinking for a moment, the great priest said: "If you want to see the saint, take a blow from the three of us. If you take it, I will lead you in. If you can't take it, if you kill the priest of my temple, you will pay for your life here."

If you can take a blow from the three of them, if you are still calm and calm, then naturally you should not fight this battle again, and if you continue to fight, no matter whether you win or lose, Shuyang Mountain City will definitely be destroyed.

If he used his hole cards to take it, or was extremely weak after taking it, then the great priest would naturally not be polite, and then he would say something to introduce the saint.

Taking advantage of illness is a routine operation.

Of course, this is also the five-hundred soul lamp master, that's what the great priest said. If he changed to a two-hundred and three-hundred soul master, he would directly take it down.

After all, the types of demon souls in the dark gold lamps of each soul lamp master are different, and no one knows if there will be any special demon souls.

"can."

The idea of ​​the great priest coincided with Xia Guang's.

There were crowds of people in the distance, and there was a hustle and bustle, even the stone roof was full of onlookers.

And there was a sound of iron armor crashing from a distance, and the soldiers of the rebel army directly drove the onlookers outside on the grounds of safety, and then the soldiers stared at this mysterious and extraordinary with wide eyes.

This powerful person walking in the wilderness, this extraordinary person with the power of gods.

Four dark golden soul lamps fell to the ground.

Arrays of various colors unfolded.

Six souls, five souls, five souls against five souls.

No matter how you look at it, it is the victory of the new temple.

But if everything in the world can be judged by numbers, then there will be no miracles, and there will be no gods.

All four of them took off their bows, held them flat, and nocked their arrows.

(End of this chapter)