[Comprehensive Yingmei] The side job is the saint

The door of the palace opened slowly, and a man entered, a man with awe-inspiring sword aura, snow-white all over, but with immortal aura.If Alota didn't know what kind of Dharma King he is, he would definitely think that he saw the sword fairy "Ye Gucheng", but his eyes were green, and he didn't have that extremely ancient black sheath sword, On the contrary, it is a long sword in the style of Jiansan.

In her heart, she praised the man's demeanor in front of her. Alotta's eyes showed appreciation, but she still had a cold face on the surface, with a questioning expression, "I think you can answer my doubts."

"Yes, my saint," the man turned slightly sideways, revealing the sheathless jade-white long sword with red flame carvings behind him, and then bowed and replied.

"First of all, let me tell you your name. What is this place?" Alota spent all his time looking at the man in front of him who was the protector of the teachings, but there was unconcealable anxiety in his eyes.

"Saint, you can call me Yakasuo. I am temporarily serving as the protector of the Ming Cult. This is the Mount of the Holy Tomb, the main altar of the Ming Cult." The man made a salute, and his lowered eyes were slightly red. His eyes were full of fire.

The man waved his hand, and all the surrounding maids retreated silently.

"Mingjiao is the Mingjiao created by Lu Weilou, the leader of Lu Weilou." Alotta looked at the man in front of her excitedly, but her face didn't fluctuate, and the man who lowered his head didn't notice anything. These would be what she thought Is that so?Sword three?Mingjiao?

"Yes, Holy Maiden, we have been waiting for you for more than 1000 years." The man's lowered head suddenly lifted up, his eyes were red, but his voice was still very rhythmic, as if he was reciting a poem.

"More than 1000 years..." Alotta thought of several blurred pictures she had seen in a memory fragment back then. It was the first time she saw that shadow. She still feels that person. I've seen it before, but I don't know where.

In the picture, there are men and women wearing silver masks, blue and black clothes and hidden weapons all over their bodies, fantastic ancient Persian buildings, endless deserts, the majestic Yumen Pass... and the starry sky under the feet under the yellow sand all over the sky.

These once made her think that she saw it when she was playing Sword Three, maybe there is something hidden in it.Because the angles of these pictures are completely different from those of playing online games, Alota suddenly realized that there is herself in the pictures, and she is also wearing a robe that is very similar to the present one.

Alotta felt inexplicably that there was a big conspiracy, and it was already involved when she came to this world. Who is it?No, people don't have such great abilities, could it be...

"For more than 1000 years, I am not the saint of Mingjiao, I am Lu Feihan, not your saint." Alota propped up her weak body. This is a conspiracy, a huge conspiracy, and she is just a The girl who strayed into time and space, she hasn't graduated from university yet, and hasn't developed the Lu family's medical skills yet...

"No, you are the saint of Alota who was taken away by the desert thousands of years ago. The saint's Chinese name is Lu Feihan, but many people don't know that's all." Yakasuo said in a rhythmic voice With a confident expression on her face, she told her with a positive expression that she was the saint Alota Hajani who disappeared thousands of years ago.

"But I'm only 18 years old this year. I'm not a thousand-year-old witch. No matter how powerful your saint is, she won't live for a thousand years." Alotta regained her confidence. No one can live for a thousand years. She is not a mummy and can be dried Thousands of years later, it will be displayed in a museum, and she has memories. Well, you can find a reliable reason to deceive people, such as the current saint of their sect. In this case, it is much more convincing, but unexpectedly Saying that she is a character from thousands of years ago does not have any credibility.

"Saint, have you forgotten that you were invited by the Central Plains thousands of years ago to help the Central Plains Wulin to deal with the poisonous corpses of Nanzhao? There is also your weapon 'Huatian Yusoul', and your original "Destroying Soul Song" "They are all dedicated to attacking poisonous corpses. Although you were a saint thousands of years ago, Mingjiao has no real saints since you." Yakasuo's rhythmic voice became deep, and his green eyes did not blink He stared at Alota with deep sadness in his eyes.

"But I don't have any memory to show that I am a saint, and why do you say that after the saint of Alota, there is no real saint?" Alota was very puzzled. The daughter is not this Alota Hajani who appeared out of nowhere, but the saint Lu Yan'er, Lu Weilou's own daughter, but why is there no such person here.

"The Saintess specialize in the practice method "Duanqing Dian" lost, and there is no record of the whereabouts of the exercises in the classics of the religion, and the saintesses after you have not practiced the "Duan Qing Dian", so the saints in the religion are also Without the prestige of the past, Mingjiao can be sheltered, and the inheritance of the saint was broken 600 years ago, and Mingjiao's life is getting worse day by day."

"What about Mingzun, the god of Mingjiao...", Alota paused unexpectedly, she didn't understand why she stopped, "...Where is Sun Moon Mingzun", Alota is even more Doubtful, the saint is more of a spiritual symbol in Mingjiao, and the one who really masters Mingjiao has always been the Sun and Moon Mingzun.

"I don't know. Since the Tang Dynasty, Mingjiao has no Mingzun. No one can reach the prestige of Sun Moon Mingzun Lu. Later generations will only call Persian Mingjiao the leader."

"Why is it called the Persian Mingjiao, and there are other Mingjiao sects?" Alota, who was very puzzled by this, unexpectedly thought of the Mingjiao in Jin Yong's martial arts, the Mingjiao that has been passed down for more than 30 generations. Yin, Yang Xiao's murder, and the establishment of the Ming Dynasty were dismantled Mingjiao, which also mentioned Persian Mingjiao, but after Xiao Zhao became a Persian saint, there was no news of Persian Mingjiao after leaving the Central Plains.

"Hmph, the people from the Central Plains of Yuzui think that our Mingjiao has split into Persian Mingjiao and Tianchao Mingjiao. Originally, Tianchao Mingjiao was not an authentic Mingjiao. Most of the congregants left behind when the Mingjiao predecessors withdrew from the Central Plains were killed by red clothes The people who stayed there were not considered as authentic Mingjiao people, they just used the banner of Mingjiao, and later built a bright roof on the Flame Mountain, which is really ridiculous.” Yakasuo felt very ironic, and even more ironic There is actually someone who wrote a martial arts novel "Yi Tian Slaying the Dragon" for this reason. Many people still believe it and treat them as nothing. The real power of Ming Cult has always been in the Western Regions, and the majority of its followers are Persians. However, the Ming Cult in the Celestial Dynasty would not be recognized by them again.

Alota felt her whole body's strength recovered. After hearing so much, she summed up a sentence, that is, "Mingjiao is great, Saintess of Alota is great, and the Celestial Dynasty is fish-lipped", Is such Mingjiao really good?Is it the Mingjiao she likes in Jiansanzhong? "Then have you heard of Mirigul?"

"She is our disgrace. As the most holy existence of Mingjiao, she actually eloped with others. She is also Mingzun's adopted son. We don't understand why Mingzun let them go. Or the saint of Alota, who is your last Well, for the rise of Mingjiao, I set foot on the Central Plains alone, but was taken away by the God of the Desert. Mingzun and several guardians deduced that you would appear at this time, so they left a comment, telling us that you will lead us Mingjiao pouted and conquered the whole world." Yakasuo became very excited, the original awe-inspiring sword spirit and ethereal temperament disappeared, and the whole was a picture of the late second middle school, as if the whole world was an apple, biting One bite and it's all yours, not the Mac.

"..." Alotta was very angry. Hearing him say that about Mirigul, she felt very uncomfortable, but she didn't know how to refute.At the same time, she is very speechless, whether she can still play happily, she is most afraid of communicating with this kind of religious fanatics, their focus has always been "we are right to do this, the whole world is wrong"

"How did you bring me here? I remember that I encountered an explosion at the University of Washington, and then...", Alota suddenly thought of this, how could the University of Washington explode? Good hunch, pushed Reid out without giving her time to react.

A roiling heat wave rushed her up behind her, she was seriously injured, and when she was about to faint in mid-air, she felt rescued in the haze, and then passed out completely, Alota thought worriedly, "I don't know What happened to reid, and how long have I been in a coma?" Alotta thought of this, and asked vigilantly, "How long have I been in a coma, have you ever seen a man with me, tall and thin, with a hug in his arms? with a Persian cat".

"You have been in a coma for 2 days, and the Persian cat was injured. Elder Misha is still treating her. As for the man you mentioned, he was brought back by the right guardian. I don't know where he is now. Hmph, that saint Foreigners have bad intentions for you, Ding Xiaozhuang said to entertain him well."Yakasuo has changed back to that man with awe-inspiring sword spirit. He speaks like a literary young man. He is still a bit arrogant and secondary. Alotta said that the fairy spirit is all floating clouds... o(╯□ ╰)o

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Reid, who was well received, blinked his dim eyes, looking at the cell made of large stones, the cell door made of fine steel, milky white candles, antique candlesticks, and the leather whip seen through the cell door , iron chain... There are many unknown instruments of torture. For the first time, I feel that I have read too few books. Why don’t I know the names of those instruments of torture?

Reid muttered to himself: "These are all antiques. They have at least a thousand years of history. Am I time-traveling? Why is there no one after sleeping all day...".The ground is actually paved with straw, and there is a ventilation hole on the wall, and the light from the outside left an obvious mark on the ground.It's been a whole day. He has been thinking about problems since he woke up, sitting on the straw and weaving the straw on the ground into little birds, as if flying out...

After observing the surrounding environment over and over again, the reid teacup dog drooped his head, heard the sound of "cuckoo...", stopped thinking, slowly raised his hand and put it on his stomach, and said aggrievedly: "Still Yes, I'm hungry..."/(tot)/~~