Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The roar of laughter from many priests in the main hall inadvertently attracted the attention of a man passing by not far away.

This man was tall, and although his appearance was extremely ordinary, his thick eyebrows and broad eyes gave him an air of calmness and authority. The most impressive thing about him is that under his rough appearance, his words and deeds give people a gentle and gentle feeling.

The man makes no sound when he walks. Instead, he looks like a ball of air floating by in a leisurely manner. His posture will make those who see him feel a kind of elegance released from his bones.

The man was still quite far away from the communication hall, but when the laughter came out, his ears twitched as if he felt it. I glanced at him casually, but the two eyebrows like lying silkworms were slightly wrinkled. Although I was a little dissatisfied, I didn't stop to pay attention.

But just as the man continued to move forward, his ears twitched again, and then his eyes closed slightly, and then slowly opened after a moment.

"Licheng sent a direct summons and asked the officiant to go there in person. Such a request is indeed a bit ridiculous. But... I remember that place, it seems to be near Licheng..."

The man muttered softly, then turned around and headed towards the Communication Hall. He "floated" directly into the Communication Hall without making any sound. Ignoring the priests in the temple, he went directly to the metal pool.

He reached out his hands from the sleeves of his robe and spread his hands toward the pool. The pile of papers below moved, and then a piece of paper with some wrinkles flew out of it and landed in the man's hands.

The sound of paper finally attracted the attention of some priests who did not accept the summons. Several of them looked impatiently, thinking that the deacons who did not understand the rules had come to clean up the waste paper in advance.

Everyone looked up impatiently, and just in time to stop shouting, their eyes suddenly bulged, staring at the tall figure in disbelief. The arrogance and dissatisfaction disappeared, replaced by respect and caution, and even subconsciously lowered the head to salute.

The man already knew what was written on the paper, but he still read it carefully twice, then gently shook the paper in his hand and said, "Who is the priest responsible for summons from Licheng?"

After hearing the man's words, a priest walked out respectfully. Looking at his uneasy look, he was obviously worried that he had made some mistake.

The man looked at it tepidly and said, "Send a message to Licheng and ask about the specific situation."

The priest did not dare to hesitate for a moment, and immediately turned around and walked back to the previous formation and skillfully controlled it. The stopped formation also quickly started to operate.

But a moment later, the priest returned with a nervous expression and said: "Lord Mo Wen, the other party did not receive the message. I tried to contact him several times, but there was no response. There should be no one on the other side."

Nodding, Mo Wen remained silent, seeming to be thinking about weighing something. Except for the priests who were communicating with the formation to receive messages, everyone stood respectfully with their hands lowered, waiting for the middle-aged man's instructions.

The man thought for a while, then shook his hand gently, and the paper in his hand flew out and landed in front of the priest who received the message from Licheng, and said: "This news should not be simple, report it to the higher ups as soon as possible. Well..., Just say it’s my responsibility and let the Priest Hall take it seriously.”

The priest immediately saluted respectfully. He was not a fool. Licheng had not completed contact with him, which in itself showed the problem, so he no longer dared to underestimate the message in his hand.

After the middle-aged man finished explaining, he turned around slowly and "floated" out of the hall as silently as he came. The priests behind him all kept bending down to salute, and no one raised their head for a long time.

After about half a stick of incense, someone slowly straightened up, and the others followed suit.

"Why did Lord Mo Wen come here? It's simply unbelievable!" A priest asked curiously.

Another priest immediately said: "What's unbelievable about this? You don't know much about Lord Mo Wen. In fact, he likes to walk around. He is not as aloof as other high priests, and he treats us little priests very politely." good."

Another priest, who seemed to see Mo Wen for the first time, said with admiration: "This, is this the great soul priest? It feels like there is not much difference."

"No difference? Are you out of your mind? Do you know how many high priests there are in the sacrificial hall? There are only four in total. Do you know how many high priests there are in the sacrificial hall? There are only two. Two, There are only two of them in the entire empire.”

Immediately, a priest stood up and spoke loudly, as if the other person's words had already blasphemed the god in his heart.

As soon as this person opened his mouth, several priests immediately stood up to respond. It was obvious that this great soul priest had a high status in their hearts.

However, the priest who received the summons from Licheng did not dare to stay for a moment, and immediately left in a hurry with the summons paper, heading straight towards the sacrificial hall.

In fact, sometimes, a combination of circumstances can make something originally simple become extremely complicated. At the same time, due to some small misunderstandings, various variables may occur in things that were originally easy to solve.

Boka ignored the Licheng summons and how he would be treated when he arrived at the communication hall. If Mo Wen, the great soul priest who happened to pass by, had not secretly paid attention to it, this summons would have definitely fallen into obscurity.

When Mo Wen ordered the priest to contact him again, the messenger from Licheng had completed his mission and was taken away and imprisoned again. Of course, it was impossible for anyone to complete the contact.

The summons to Licheng was over. It could also be said to be a simple and hasty one-sided letter delivery. Because of the sudden appearance of Mo Wen, the message was finally taken seriously, and the news that should have been ignored was once again taken seriously.

Mo Wen's order, not to mention these little priests, even the high priests in the empire, no one dared not to pay attention to it.

When the priest who brought the news from Li City spoke out the "suggestion" from the great soul priest Mo Wen, the priests in the sacrifice hall put away their disdain and at the same time paid great attention to the message in front of them. .

But the problem now is that even if they want to report the news to the officiant, they can't do it, because the officiant is not in the sacrificial hall at the moment, not even in the Yelin Imperial Capital.

If it were ordinary news, they, the priests, would be qualified to handle it, but now that the great soul priest Mo Wen has spoken, it is not something they can decide.

"In this case, we can only temporarily report the news to the high priest."

A priest with long hair disheveled saw that everyone was unwilling to speak, his eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly spoke. When everyone heard his suggestion, no one expressed their opinions immediately.

In fact, this method sounds simple, but in fact everyone also knows the result of such a report, because the person in charge of the sacrificial hall at this time is the high priest Weng Ben. This person has never looked down upon the Great Sacrifice Soul Master. If this news was reported to him, it would probably not be the result Mo Wen wanted.

But everyone thought about it and couldn't find a better solution. Even if they wanted to report to the higher-up king, they also asked Weng Ben, the current person in charge of the sacrificial hall, to come forward, but the result was still unavoidable. Report the message to this Lord Ongmoto.

After discussing for a long time, everyone finally agreed to report the news to Weng Ben first. After all, how Weng Ben handles it has nothing to do with them. If they don't report the news, not only will they not be able to face Mo Wen's questioning, but even Weng Ben will question them.

These people had no choice but to push out the little priest who had received the news. The long-haired priest volunteered to lead the people there, and then the priest completed the report. The other priests were also happy to have their time, so they didn't pay any attention to it.

This long-haired priest was the first to arrive at the core area of ​​the sacrificial hall. No one could be seen here, but at the same time, the majestic halls gave people a huge sense of oppression. People can't help but feel awe in their hearts.

Arriving outside an earth-yellow hall, the long-haired priest stopped, because he could feel that he would be in danger if he moved forward.

"The High Priest's Hall, if nothing happens, don't break in!"

A warrior wearing armor all over his body walked out of the palace, and his cultivation at the peak of the cultivation period burst out without reservation. Just being a guard has such strength, which shows how powerful the master of this hall is.

"Please tell the High Priest that there is important news in the Hall of Communication, and it needs to be reported to the High Priest, Mr. Wengben. This person received the news, and the High Priest Soul Master Mo Wen requested that the news must be delivered to the Chief Priest. Now, the news will be delivered to the Chief Priest. This person was brought to meet Mr. Wengben.”

The long-haired man was very respectful. After he finished speaking, he took a step back. The priest who followed him stood in front instead.

The warrior in armor's eyes changed slightly. Just as he was about to say something, he heard a majestic voice coming from the hall.

"Bring him in to see me!"

The warrior in armor immediately turned around and saluted, and after responding, he turned to look at the priest at the bottom of the steps and said, "Follow me, don't make any mistakes in the high priest's hall."

The priest glanced at the long-haired man next to him with his peripheral vision, his eyes full of sorrow. You didn't bring me here for a summons. You clearly wanted to sell it to me. In the end, you didn't face the high priest Weng Ben alone.

The long-haired man seemed to know nothing at this time. It was not until he saw the priest walking up the steps nervously that his eyes suddenly became sharp. However, this look disappeared in a flash, and then he returned to his previous harmless appearance, turned around and strode back.

However, after walking for a while, he did not return to the sacrificial hall, but turned to another fork in the road.