Chapter 255 The True Body of the Green Mango Goddess

Xuannv spoke nonchalantly while playing with the bronze mirror in her hand. In the entire Kingdom of God, only the oracle displayed by that bronze mirror was recognized.

The emperor, who was wearing a yellow robe and a black crown, bent down and bowed deeply, then turned around and got on the dragon chariot and went back.

The emperor, the attendants, the priests, and the other three great attendants all left. The Zhongtian Temple became empty except for Xuannv.

The domes, pillars, floors and walls made of granite stones, although impressive, give people an empty and cold feeling.

After all, this is just a place for worshiping gods, not the residence of the Holy See. Except when worshiping gods, there is usually no one here.

"Okay, okay, you can come out. There is no one here now."

She despised Qingmang's pretentious attitude of not wanting to see others.

If she were on the throne of God, she wouldn't need an emperor to act on her behalf and would become the queen herself.

But Qingmang doesn't think so. Because Qingmang believes that divine power comes from order. Using any divine power consumes order.

Thousands of years later, order was called negative entropy.

The essence of consuming order is to create chaos. Chaos brings accidents, collapse and death, which is not conducive to the longevity of life.

So she prefers to let people solve their own problems.

Under her guidance, the Qingmang people learned etiquette and order, and established a country where people govern others.

Many thieves learned her ideas, established their own human kingdoms, and relied on the order created by the prosperity of these human kingdoms to maintain their own existence.

At Xuannv's rude reminder, the goddess statue emitted soft cyan light, which quickly focused on the white eyebrows of the statue.

Then a soft blue light emerged from the statue's brow.

This soft light is like a drop of dye dropped into the gray world, and the ripples spread out in all directions.

Wherever he went, the cold, gray stone was quickly dyed with bright colors.

The gray ground soon turned clear, with floating water lilies, fish swimming in the water, and reeds swaying gently all around.

The dark dome turned into a nearly dusk sky, and the westward sun gave off orange light, dyeing the clouds in the sky fiery red.

Reflecting this golden sky, it is as bright as a lush tree next to a pool of golden water.

Under the trees grow cool moss, many beautiful mushrooms, and strange flowers.

There are two branches on the tree hanging down and then intertwined together, forming a U-shape hanging in mid-air.

The Green Mango Goddess sat on the U-shaped rattan and swayed gently. She regarded this as a natural swing.

Like the statue, she has black hair like black silk and wears a soft and close-fitting blue dress that looks like green waves floating on the water.

She was shrouded in that soft cyan light. This made her face look very blurry, and she could only vaguely see the soft gauze-like light covering her white jade face, with a red lip as bright as blood.

No one can tell what she actually looks like. They can only say that she is as pure as clear lake water and as ethereal as a dream on an early summer night.

All of this is more real than an illusion. Because God's mind is extremely stable and indistinguishable from reality. Whatever you think is what you get.

Moreover, the so-called real reality that people see is only a part of the divine realm.

Her thoughts flowed down like water. Most people couldn't tell whether this was an illusory voice transmitted through her mind or if she was really speaking.

"How did you find that person?"

Xuan Nu was a little impatient.

Qing Mang is like this, even though every time he calls her out for business, she always asks about personal matters first.

"I have a little idea."

Xuan Nu sells her secrets.

"oh?"

"It is said that a miracle doctor who can cure all diseases appeared in a small village in southern Xinjiang."

"Miracle doctor?"

"Yes. In fact, they have been following this miracle doctor for a long time. It's just that his whereabouts are very mysterious, and sometimes he loses track of him."

"What's his name?"

"I guess his name is Hema."

"He Ma?"

"I've read his books."

Xuannv smiled mysteriously.

The goddess Qingmang quietly searched for information about this person's books in her memory. She liked reading books, and she had read almost all the books in which Qingmang appeared.

But there were so many books she was reading that she couldn't remember this one called He Ma.

"It seems that even though I have read his books, I still don't recognize him."

She sighed a little disappointedly.

"In one of his books, he preached that divine pets are beings higher than gods and will be worshiped as parents by gods."

Xuannv laughed with a disdainful expression.

"He has a beautiful idea."

The goddess's face was still hazy, but the corners of her mouth were slightly curved upward.

"I think he has been hiding from you. You see, wherever those people find him, he will slip away.

"They have all gone to southern Xinjiang, thousands of miles away."

"No, he just lost his memory.

"Let them bring him to me."

The goddess hesitated for a moment and finally said this.

She rarely gives orders directly to mortals, and rarely interferes in their affairs.

As long as she is involved in anything, it will definitely bring chaos to the mortal country.

Every time she asks these mortals who believe in her to do something, it will cause chaos and even bloodshed.

So she only answered when people prayed to God and asked her.

But when it came to this person, she could only make a serious exception.

"Okay, got it."

Xuannv impatiently changed the subject.

"Then there is the prayer submitted by Li Shibai today."

"What happened again?"

The goddess frowned slightly, with an ominous premonition.

"The Mantis attacked Rong County on the southern border and killed tens of thousands of people in the city."

Zhuque somewhat indifferently told the bloody content that the emperor told during the prayer ceremony.

For her, what is lost in a massacre is how much order tens of thousands of people in a city can produce every year, and human lives are second.

There is no doubt about the power of Qingmang Divine Kingdom. But when its territory expands to unprecedented places, it will lose sight of one thing.

The southern Xinjiang where Rong County is located was originally a place where southern barbarian tribes inhabited with undulating mountains, thick forests and thorns.

After Qingmang became strong, the Qingmang people opened up wasteland there and built towns and villages of various sizes.

But that place is too far away and has inconvenient transportation, so it will inevitably be attacked by foreign enemies.

Especially after the first Great God War, the God of Death fell. The Mantis tribe, the remnant of the Death God Empire that was originally in Central Continent, moved eastward to the southwest of Qingmang, established the Mantis Kingdom, and occasionally invaded the southwest border of Qingmang.

The Qingmang Goddess sat on the swing and swayed gently before slowly stopping, her eyebrows lowered and her head lowered, silent, and the atmosphere became very depressing.

"Hey, are you listening?"

Suzaku glanced at the corner of his mouth, showed an evil smile, and continued talking.

"Wasn't the God of Death beaten to death by the gods of Xizhou? A group of godless barbarians. Just let me burn them clean."

In her opinion, killing the mantis was as interesting as boiling an ant nest with boiling water.
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