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Chapter 267: Becoming a Holy Vessel

In the end, Huang Zhang agreed to the high priest's request.

He agreed to complete the mission of the sacred artifact for her.

As for the deal Huang Zhang was planning to talk to the high priest at the beginning, the high priest didn't take it to heart at all.

She agreed immediately and asked Huang Zhang and Zhu Mi to take charge of the rest.

After all, the high priest is not involved in worldly affairs. A person of her level has long lost any desire for worldly power.

To them, those powers are just shackles of restraint.

In fact, this is not only evident in the high priest, but also those with high strength do not like to be tainted with power.

For example, Zhuang Chengfeng, Qi Lan, and Wu from the Fan Sect, these top masters all disdain the power of the world.

On the contrary, those first-class masters who are obsessed with power are often vulnerable to people like Zhuang Chengfeng and Qi Lan.

Like the gloomy poisonous warrior back then, and the ghost-faced Shura, these two people may not be Zhuang Chengfeng's opponents if they join forces.

Huang Zhang did not expect the outcome of this meeting at all.

In order to convince the high priest, he even prepared a draft of ten thousand words the night before, which is still on the table.

But of course when he opened his mouth, he didn't even finish fifty words and was directly approved by the high priest.

Also, since it is beneficial to the Suman people, what reason does he have to refuse?

In the final analysis, Huang Zhang thought of the high priest too narrowly.

As soon as Huang Zhang came out of the bamboo forest, he saw Zhu Mi.

Zhu Mi had been waiting at the entrance of Zhulin, waiting for news about Huang Zhang.

Seeing Zhu Mi, Huang Zhang suddenly wanted to tease her and see how she would react.

Zhu Mi also saw Huang Zhang and rushed to greet him.

"How was it? How was the communication with the high priest?"

Zhu Mi saw Huang Zhang's sad face, "The high priest said, this matter..."

Speaking of this, Huang Zhang suddenly stopped.

"What's going on?" Zhu Mi asked.

"Alas!" Huang Zhang sighed.

"Forget it if it doesn't succeed. After all, it's not easy to do, and it's not that easy for the sacrificial hall."

"Who told you it didn't work?"

When Zhu Mi heard this, his eyes narrowed.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, the high priest wouldn't even hear me out."

"Then what?" Zhu Mixue was smarter, she felt like Huang Zhang was playing tricks on her.

Seeing that Zhu Mi was not fooled, Huang Zhang raised his eyebrows and said, "Then, she asked me to communicate with you, saying that you are solely responsible for this matter and that she will not intervene in secular affairs."

"Did the high priest really say that?" Zhu Mi still didn't believe it.

"You can ask the high priest yourself."

In response to this, Zhu Mi suddenly calmed down and said seriously: "Then from now on, we will have a cooperative relationship."

Seeing her like this, Huang Zhang suddenly felt like laughing.

However, Zhu Mi is indeed an alternative among priests. Perhaps only Zhu Mi can help him complete his plan.

Huang Zhang suddenly stretched out his hand.

Seeing Huang Zhang's extended hand, Zhu Mi was a little puzzled.

Huang Zhang directly grabbed Zhu Mi's hand, and the two shook hands in a friendly manner.

"What are you doing?"

As soon as he finished holding it, Zhu Mi withdrew his palm like lightning and looked at Huang Zhang in horror.

Zhu Mi said slightly angrily: "I am not a frivolous person!"

"You are overthinking it. In my hometown, this is called a handshake ceremony, which means that the relationship between two people becomes one of you and one of me. They cooperate with each other and are intimate!"

Zhu Mi did not accept this trick, "Humph! I advise Your Highness to respect yourself."

After saying that, he walked away.

Huang Zhang couldn't help but laugh when he saw Zhu Mi fleeing away.

"This woman is quite interesting!"

The next day, it was Qi Lan who came looking for him.

Huang Zhang has already set up camp and the high priest wants to help Qi Lan break the confinement. She came to pick up Huang Zhang today.

Following Qi Lan out, Huang Zhang looked at the sixteen-year-old girl in front of him and suddenly said: "You said that if you didn't take action that day, wouldn't the white chalcedony be broken?"

Hearing Huang Zhang's incomprehensible speech, Qi Lan asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

"The moment my skills came back, I already remembered what happened that day. If it hadn't been for your action that day, I would have died suddenly. But it was your action that caused the white chalcedony to break. Indirectly,

The scriptures in the white chalcedony were injected into my body. Now, your body needs to use the scriptures in my body. Do you think this is fate?"

"..."

Qi Lan didn't bother to pay attention to him and walked faster.

"I'm just sighing. There seems to be some kind of providence in this. You saved me at the beginning, and now it's my turn to save you. The cycle of cause and effect has its own destiny."

"You talk too much!" Qi Lan said impatiently.

Seeing that Qi Lan was not interested in talking to him, Huang Zhang stopped talking and followed Qi Lan to the sacrificial hall.

The sacrificial hall in Instanta Town is the largest in the entire Southern Barbarians. Once they entered the sacrificial hall, Huang Zhang and Qi Lan walked for half an hour before reaching their destination.

The destination is a tall building like a round altar.

There were several priests dressed in red guarding the door.

Huang Zhang took a cursory glance and found that these red priests guarding the gates were at least as strong as second-rate masters.

A second-rate master used it to guard the door! It can be seen that the holy weapon should be inside.

When they saw Qi Lan, the red priest guarding the door let them in directly.

Qi Lan is a high-ranking red priest, and strictly speaking, she is a direct disciple of the high priest, and her status is much higher than other red priests.

Huang Zhang experienced this when he was at the sacrificial hall.

Every priest they met stopped and bowed.

After entering the round altar, it was extremely empty. At a corner, there was an old man lying on a rocking chair.

Qi Lan walked straight to the old man and saluted him respectfully.

"I came to bathe and listen to the Holy Spirit as ordered by my master."

The old man lying on the rocking chair opened his eyes and looked at Qi Lan, then pointed to the side.

When Qi Lan saw him, she saluted him respectfully and took Huang Zhang in the direction pointed by the old man.

"Who is that old man?" Huang Zhang asked curiously.

There are very few characters who can make Qi Lan so respectful. The most important thing is that Huang Zhang did not feel any pressure from this old man.

Huang Zhang didn't dare to categorically conclude that this old man didn't know Kung Fu. After all, the scene of the high priest meeting the high priest yesterday was still vivid in his mind.

The high priest could not see any threat, but he could control himself without moving, and his strength was unfathomable.

He didn't dare to try it rashly.

"Don't pry when you shouldn't! There are some things you shouldn't know."

Seeing that Qi Lan didn't say anything, Huang Zhang had nothing to do.

Following Qi Lan into a door, Huang Zhang felt a surge of breath all around him, and the blood all over his body began to boil. Especially in his chest, he felt like something was beating constantly.

He immediately opened his chest and saw those scriptures reappearing on his chest.

"What to do next?"
Chapter completed!
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