Chapter. 2

"Congratulations, Your Royal Highness."

Hearing words, thanking him for raising his head, he said without a word, "Thank you. But can you ask me what congratulations?"

Lingwen Zhenjun held his hand and said: "Congratulations, you have won the first place in the list of the priests who are most eager to take their virginity."

Thanks to the pity: "In any case, it is always the first. But I think since you congratulate me, it should be a good thing?"

Lingwen said: "Yes. This list is the first, you can get 100 merits."

Xie pity immediately said: "If there is such a list next time, please be sure to pick me up again."

Lingwen said: "Do you know who the second is?"

Thanks for thinking, said: "It's too hard to guess. After all, if you talk about strength, I should be able to take the top three."

Lingwen said: "It's almost there. There is no second place. You can't get away with it."

Thanks to pity: "This is really not dare to be. Who is the first person in the previous one?"

Ling Wendao: "None. Because this list is from this year, exactly, it is only from today."

"Oh," thanked me for a moment, "That said, this will not be a list for me."

Lingwen said: "You can also think that just because you just caught up, it just happened to win."

Thanks and smiles: "Well, I will be more happy if I think so."

Lingwen continued: "Do you know why you won the championship?"

Thanks to the pity: "All expectations are returned."

Lingwen said: "Let me tell you why. Look at that clock."

She lifted her finger and thanked her for looking back. She saw a beautiful view of the white jade palace, pavilions, fairy clouds, and flying birds.

But he looked at it for a long time and asked: "Are you pointing the wrong direction? Where is the clock?"

Lingwen said: "No mistakes. Is there, have you seen it?"

Thanks and pity carefully, as the truth said: "I didn't see it."

Lingwen said: "It's right to see it. There was a clock there, but when you ascended, it shocked it."

"..."

"The clock is bigger than your age, but it is a lively and lively temper, but when someone is soaring, it will ring a few times. You will be as crazy as you are on the day of the flight, you can't stop it, and finally you will be from the bell tower. It fell off, and it stopped. It fell and fell on a passing official."

Thanks for the pity: "This... is it better now?"

Lingwen: "No good, still repairing."

Thanks: "I am talking about the priest who was taken."

Lingwen said: "There is a martial art. It is split into two halves on the spot. Come back. Look at the golden temple over there. Have you seen it?"

She also pointed out that she was grateful and hopeful, and looked at the golden dome of the glass in the misty clouds. "Oh, I saw it this time."

Lingwen said: "It's not right to see it. There is nothing here."

"..."

"When you are flying, the golden temples of some of the priests are dumped, the glazed tiles are broken, and some of them are not repaired for a while. Then they have to make a few new make-ups."

"Responsibility is in me?"

"The responsibility is with you."

"Oh..." thanked him for confirming, "I just offended many of my priests when I first came up?"

Lingwen said: "If you can recover, maybe not."

"So how can I save it?"

"Good to say. Eighty-eight thousand eighty-eight virtues."

Thanks and smiled.

Ling Wendao: "Of course, I know that you can't get one tenth."

Thanks for being honest and honest: "How to say it, although I am very embarrassed, but you are going to be one in ten thousand, I can't get it."

The faith of the mortal believers is the power of the priests, and each of their incense and offerings is called "goodness."

After the laughter was over, thanked and asked seriously: "Would you like to kick me off from here and give me 8.88 million merits."

Lingwen said: "I am a god. You want to play and you should find a Valkyrie. Play more heavily and give more."

Long sigh, thank you: "Let me think about it again."

Ling Wen patted him on the shoulder and said: "Mo Pan, there must be a road to the mountain."

Thanks for the pity: "I am, the ship is sinking to the bridge."

If it was the most prosperous period of the Xianle Palace eight hundred years ago, the difficulty of the 8.88 million merits, the imperial edict of the Prince will not blink. But nowadays, in the past, his prince's palace view has long been burned. No believers, no incense, no offerings.

Needless to say. Anyway, no, no, nothing!

A man squatted on the side of Xianjing Street for a long time, he suddenly remembered, he flew for three days, and did not enter the psychic array of heaven, only to forget what the password is.

The priests of the heavenly courts have jointly set up a set of methods, which can make the gods know how to pass the sounds in the array, and must go in after the ascent. But you need to know the password, and God can find a specific psychic array. Thanks to the last time it was eight hundred years ago, I didn't remember what the password was. He went out and searched it. He looked at it and looked like a bit, and went in. As soon as he entered the battlefield, he was rushed by all directions.

"Open the bet to buy a hand, to gamble this time our Prince Edward can last for a long time before going on!!"

"I bet for a year!"

"One year is too long. It was only a scent last time. This is three days. Three days and three days!"

"Don't be stupid! Three days are coming, can't you do it?!"

... thank you for quietly retreating.

wrong. Certainly not this.

In the heavenly court, they are all the big priests who sit on the side of the town. Everyone knows the daily affairs of the family. Moreover, because they are all heavenly officials who are ascending to the sky, their self-sustaining identities are usually more reserved, and their speeches often carry a shelf. Only when he was soaring for the first time, because he was too excited, he grabbed every priest in the psychic array and said hello, and he introduced himself from head to toe in a serious and incomparably detailed manner.

After he quit, he was again chasing and chasing one. Going in this time, thank you for your pity, and said: "So quiet, most of it is this."

At this time, I only listened to one voice and said softly: "This is the return of His Royal Highness?"

This voice is very comfortable, the voice is soft, and the tone is gentle. If you can listen carefully, you will find that the scorpion is very cold, and the mood is very cold. It makes the gentleness seem a little unfriendly.

Thanks to pity, I just wanted to enter the battlefield according to the rules. It's good to lurk in silence, but since people have already talked to him, they can't be dumb. Moreover, there is still a **** officer in the heavenly court who is willing to take the initiative to talk to him. He is still very happy. So he quickly replied: "Yes! Hello everyone, I am back."

Where did he know that after this question and answer, all the priests who were in the psychic circle at the moment had all erected their ears.

The priest was slow and succinct: "This is the great squad of His Royal Highness."

In the heavenly court, it can be said that the emperor will go all the way, the hero hero is like a stream of water.

To become a god, you must first become an adult. People who have made great contributions to the world or who have great talents have a greater chance of flying. Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that the king of the emperor, the emperor of the emperor, is not a rarity here. Who is not the pride of the sky? Everyone is polite and polite, and then they will scream under the Highness, the generals, and the lords. How to compliment them. But the two official sentences of this priest are not so good.

Although he was the next Prince of the Prince, and the right one of the Prince, he did not feel that he was half-homished. Instead, he was like a pin-up. There are several other priests in the Psychic Array who are also the true Prince of the Prince. They are so shouted by his voice that they are screaming behind and unhappy. Xie Pity has heard that the other party is not good, but I don't want to compete. I thought I ran and smiled. "It's okay." The priest did not give him a chance to run, not cold or hot: "His Royal Highness?" It's okay. However, my luck is not good."

Suddenly, thank you for hearing a secret message from the spiritual side.

She only said one word: "Clock."

Thank you for your understanding.

It turned out that this is the **** of war that has been smashed!

In this case, it is not unreasonable that people are angry. Thankfulness has always been very good at apologizing, and immediately said: "I heard about the clock, I am really sorry, I can't help it."

The other party snorted and couldn't say anything.

There are many prominent gods in the heavens, many of them are upstarts after the blessing. Listening to the sound, thank you for not knowing which one is this. You can't even apologize for not knowing the name of the family. So he asked another question: "What do you call you?"

The words came out and the opposite was silent.

Not only was the opposite silence, the entire psychic array was solidified, and a dead air came.

The Lingwen also gave him a voice: "His Royal Highness, although I think you should not say it for a long time, but I still want to remind you. That is mysterious."

Thanks for your pity: "Xuanzhen?"

He had a card, and this was reflected. He was sent back with a slight shock: "Is this a love?"

General Xuanzhen is the Wushen who sits in the southwest of the town. He sits on the seven thousand palaces and is famous in the world.

The Xuan Zhen general, whose real name is Mu Qing, was a deputy who was standing under the seat of the Prince of the Palace in Xianle Palace eight hundred years ago.

The spirit is also shocked: "You don't really recognize it."

Thanks: "I really didn't recognize it. He used to talk to me. It wasn't like this. And when I met him last time, I couldn't remember it completely, not five hundred years or six hundred years, I Even if he doesn't remember what he looks like, how can he still hear his voice."

The psychic array is still silent. The feelings of silence are not heard. The other priests, while pretending that they were not listening, frantically waited for someone of them to continue to pick up.

It is also embarrassing to say these two. The songs have been passed down for so many years, and everyone knows that there are seven seven eight eight. In the past, I thanked you as a Prince of Music and practiced in the Emperor. This royal view is the royal dojo of the Xianle Kingdom, and the standard of appreciating is strict. He is a sinner who has been decapitated. His father is not qualified to enter the emperor's view. Therefore, he can only be a servant. In the view, he is cleaning the house and delivering tea to His Royal Highness. Thanks to his hard work, he asked the national division to take him as an example. His Majesty the Prince of the Epoch, Jinkou Yuyan, was able to enter the practice and practice with the Prince. After the ascent, Xie pity also ordered his will, and he took him to Xianjing.

However, after Xianle was wiped out of the country, Xie Li was detained and he did not follow him. Not only did he not follow, he didn't even say a word for him. Anyway, the prince was gone, he was free, and he found a hole in Tianfu to work hard. After a few years, he took the day and robbed himself.

At the beginning, it was one in the sky, and now it was one in the sky, but the two people completely lost everything.

At this end, Lingwen said: "He is very angry."

Thanks: "I guess too."

Lingwen said: "I will say something else, you will take the opportunity to leave."

Thanks to pity: "No, pretend that nothing has happened."

Lingwen said: "Don't you? I look at you all."

Thank you, "Okay!"

Thanks to this person, anything can be, that is, death can not; no matter how much, the face must be lost. He has done more than this many times, and I feel really good in my heart. Who knows that everything can't be said first. He just said "good", and he heard a voice snarling: "Who is the mother who demolished my golden temple?! Get out!!!"

This roar, I heard the scalp of the gods in the array blasted.

Although the stomach is already rolling in the rivers and lakes, but still a breath of calm, waiting for the sound of thank you to return to this sentence. What I expected, there is no most exciting, only more exciting, thank you have not opened, and the feelings first sounded.

He smiled twice: "Oh."

The people are cold and cold: "You take it apart, wait."

The feelings are faint: "I didn't say it was me, you don't have blood."

The other side said: "What are you laughing at? Are you sick?"

Admire the feeling: "Without him, what you said is funny. The person who broke your golden temple is now in the psychic array, ask yourself."

When things got to this point, thank you for being embarrassed to run like this anyway.

He coughed and said, "It's me. Sorry."

As soon as he spoke, the latter was silent.

In the ear, the spirit is also voiced: "His Royal Highness, that is Nanyang."

Thanks to the pity: "I recognized this. But he does not seem to recognize me."

Lingwen said: "No. He just wandered more in the mortal world, and he returned to Xianjing less. I don't know if you are flying again."

Nanyang Zhenjun is the Wushen who sits in the southeast of the town. He sits on the nearly eight thousand palaces and is very popular among the people.

And his real name, after eight hundred years ago, was the first **** under the seat of the Prince of the Palace.

He believed in his loyalty and loyalty. From the time he was 14 years old, he was his bodyguard. When he grew up with his princes, they all went to heaven, and they were all shackled and exiled together. It's a pity that I haven't lived through these eight hundred years. In the end, I'm not happy, I'm parting, and I'm not seeing again.