Three days later, Thousand Candle Hall.

"What reward do you want, my superhero." The girl on the throne asked condescendingly. Her little face was blushing and she seemed a little excited. This time, she finally let her sweep away the haze and be proud.

Two tall beauties standing next to the throne stared at the man below, their beautiful eyes flowing, and there seemed to be endless murderous intent in their eyes.

The person involved did not look straight and just pretended that he had not seen it. There was a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water and rushed to his feet.

"I want to see Ramsden." Chen Xing asked.

Aliya's eyebrows stood up, and she seemed to have a bad impression of Ramsden. She leaned forward and asked in a strong tone, "What are you going to see that old man?"

The two women next to the throne showed a hint of relief. One of them turned into a feeling of resentment, and they bit their silver teeth, as if they wanted to remove his skin and fry him into a pot of soup and drink it to relieve the hatred in their hearts. The other one looked

Resentment is hard to understand, it seems resentment, anger and joy.

A woman’s heart is really hard to understand.

"I was entrusted by an old friend to hand over a personal item to the guardian of humanity." Chen Xing replied honestly.

"What old friend, male and female?" Aliya stared at Chen Xing with an aggressive look, and it smelled like the newlywed wife asking about her husband's whereabouts.

"Male." Chen Xing answered seriously.

Aliya glanced at him suspiciously and shook her little hand, "I understand, you go out and wait."

A moment later, wooden tables and rattan chairs were placed in the garden outside Qianzhu Hall, and dessert tea for afternoon tea was prepared.

A heavy buzzing sounded, a golden gate appeared in the garden, and an old man with a kind face walked out, with a long staff in white robe and a fairy-like style.

"Your Highness the Princess summons the old man to come, I wonder what orders are there?"

Ramsden bowed to Aliya with a gentle smile on his face.

"He is the one who is looking for you." Aliya pointed to Chen Xing lazily, then took Lacey and Ye Yang Bai Liuyang away, leaving behind two people looking at each other.

"Guardian, please sit down!" Chen Xing came to his senses and quickly received.

Aliya can act willfully and disrespect the guardians of the world because they are equal-level existences. Chen Xing is a person who is difficult to see the other person, so he naturally cannot be at will.

“Haha~”

Ramsden sat down with his gray beard, not unhappy because of Aliya's neglect. On the contrary, he had the kind of elders' indulgence towards his younger generation, just like treating his granddaughter who was tantrums, with only the other person's coquettish cuteness in his eyes.

"Guardian, drink tea." Chen Xing poured black tea for Ramsden.

The strong tea fragrance was emitted with the heat, and Chen Xing resisted the urge to pour a cup for himself and put down the teapot. The tea was so fragrant that it was definitely not something that ordinary people could buy, at least he had never drunk it.

Ramsden took a sip of tea, put down the tea cup, and saw the small badge on Chen Xing's chest, and exclaimed, "Are you a student of Baita?"

In order to meet Ramsden, Chen Xing deliberately put on the badge of the White Tower student.

"The student has met the dean." Chen Xing bowed and introduced himself, "I am a disciple of Fo Yongqi's great scholar, named Chen Xing."

"So you are the arrow of the Pojun that has been rumored recently. Oh, Fo Yongqi has accepted a good apprentice." Ramsden said happily. His own student has achieved his grades, so he must be happy as the dean.

"Students must be diligent and self-disciplined, work harder, and live up to the dean and teachers' expectations!" Chen Xing said to his class teacher in college.

"Yeah, okay, okay..."

Ramsden said three good things in a row, and then asked, "You ask the princess to come to me, is there anything wrong?"

Chen Xing knew that the guardian of the world was busy with all kinds of things, time was precious, and he finally got to the point of reminiscing. He took out a shabby little notebook from his inner pocket of his clothes and handed it on both hands.

"This is the relic of the former Lei Guang Group leader Tienuo. He asked me..." Speaking of this, Chen Xing unconsciously choked up and took a deep breath, calmed down and continued, "He asked me to hand it over to me to

You, this is an analysis of his huge body and his skill of iron walls."

"It's him who left it to you and the little bit of his heart for this world."

Originally, Ramsden reached out to pick it up, but when he reached halfway through, he took it back when he heard Chen Xing's words.

Then he stood up, put the long staff in his hand aside, sorted out his clothes, stretched out his hands, took the notebook solemnly, then sat down and looked through it carefully.

Time passes quietly. Butterflies fly by in the garden from time to time, flashing colorful wings, and sinking into the bushes.

After a long time, Ramsden sighed and looked up at the sky, but did not speak for a long time.

"Please tell your friend that he left the heart for the world, and the Guardian Ramsden received it."

Ramsden stood up and said, "I will perfect them later and enter the general skills collection."

"The guardian is troubled by his work." Chen Xing bowed and bowed. Skill analysis alone is not enough for others to learn and use. Only through repeated research, experiments, and trimming by the skill master, can we come up with an optimal solution, and then pass the best way

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"These two skills are very practical. I believe that in the near future, they will become the most learned and used skills for people after the psychic armor and energy-saving shooting."

Hearing Ramsden's words, Chen Xing's eyes turned red. Tienuo's efforts were finally wasted.

"The dead are gone, and the living are like this." Ramsden [Biquge www.boquge.info] gently pressed Chen Xing's shoulder, "Come on, child."

Suddenly, he exclaimed again, "I feel that there is an evil aura on you."

A trace of worry appeared in the guardian's eyes. Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, then understood, unscrewed the buttons, revealing the burnt mark on his shoulders.

As Ramsden's hand touched his shoulder, he felt the breath of a gluttonous monarch.

"Abyss Brand..." Ramsden showed sympathy, "Poor child, what did you go through?"

"I'll end my enemy myself." Chen Xing stared at Ramsden and said firmly.

As Fo Yongqi said, the guardian is the guardian of the world. If there is still a choice, don’t bother others easily. The only one entering this world is the clone of the glutton, which is at most the same as the level of the little king, so there is no need to alarm the guardian.

"Good boy..." Ramsden nodded vigorously, with a glimmer of praise in his eyes. He picked up the long staff that was placed aside and looked at Chen Xing again, "But..."

"Your realm has been locked by your enemies."

"Under the shackles, you cannot become stronger, nor can you defeat your enemies."

"I..." Chen Xing wanted to argue, but felt an indescribable sense of powerlessness.

With a brand on your body, you cannot communicate the undercurrent of time and space. If you cannot communicate the undercurrent of time and space, you cannot improve your strength and lose the opportunity to solve the enemy with your own hands.

Ramsden lifted his long staff, and the golden star sand gathered into a golden gate that towered the world.

"Come with me, kid."

Chen Xing followed Ramsden into the Golden Gate. His eyes lit up and a huge white church appeared in sight.

Looking up, the cross spire towered into the clouds. The iron cradles standing in the lined crosses are like the long halberd of guards, solemn and quiet, with a momentum that is soaring and magnificent. The stained glass window reflects the afternoon sunshine, the illusion is blurred, and the sacred and ethereal.

Although Chen Xing had never been here, he had also seen it on postcards.

This is the headquarters of the Holy Light Cathedral - Mees Cathedral.

Ramsden walked up the stairs and knocked on the closed doors with his pole.

"Cruff..."

A gap was opened, and a man with a monk's appearance stuck his head out to open.

"When I get down to Rumsden, I ask for the Pope."

"Please wait." The monk returned the greeting and left quickly.

While waiting, Chen Xing couldn't help but think of the history of the Holy Light Church.

Before the catastrophe, the Church of Holy Light, like other religions on the Red Clay Continent, gradually declined under the impact of modern technology. It is said that during the most difficult period, the Pope fell to live broadcasting and selling blessing coins and exorcism holy water, the new Zen Buddhism

The abbot also had the experience of taking pulses and telling fortunes for others.

However, after a catastrophe, the spiritual energy is revived and clergy who focus on spiritual practice is more likely to perceive spiritual energy than ordinary people.

The first batch of evolutionists in the world came from major religions, and the one who first summarized and spreaded the practice system was also major religions. Although after hundreds of years of development, the human evolution system has been basically improved, from the field of mysticism

Gradually transitioning to the field of science, clergy and believers no longer have obvious advantages over ordinary people, but the underlying theories still have many shadows of religion.

The previous pope of the Holy Light Church, "Missius the Shelter", is the most powerful king-level powerhouse ever in the Clay World. Its Saint Angels Legion is invincible and has a great reputation.

In order to ensure the status of the Church of Holy Light, the asylum Mithus chose to sacrifice himself. He used secret techniques to transfer his "sacred realm" to the "Holy Grail".

Only three little king-level powerhouses who practice the secret technique of the Holy Light Church can activate the holy realm and summon the arrival of the Holy Angel Legion.

In my mind, an old man wearing a tall crown and a red robe went out to greet Ramsden.

Judging from the costume, he should be the current pope of the Church of Holy Light.

"Old friend, we haven't seen each other for a long time." The Pope said, holding Ramsden's hand.

"It's shameful to say that from last year to now, I haven't taken time to visit my old friends." Ramsden said a little embarrassedly.

"You and I are both busy with business. Even if you take time, I may not have time to see you."

"Hahaha……"

The two old friends clapped each other's backs and were having a happy time.

Chen Xing then followed the two into Mees Cathedral.

The interior is magnificent and open, full of quaint and gorgeous atmosphere. There are hundreds of crystal chandeliers hanging on the arched top, and the sunlight shines on the ground through large pieces of colorful floral glass, just like a scene in a kaleidoscope.

The large murals paint the scene of the Kingdom of God, the holy angels, the devout maids, and the omnipotent true God.

"I'm here for this young man."
To be continued...