() In the early morning, the bright sunshine shone into the room.
Ouyang Hui sat cross-legged on the bed and meditated, while Liu Xia sat on the ground and meditated.
More than ten days passed, and the altar was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.
It seemed that after Liu Batian left, nothing happened in the temple.
This was beyond Liu Xia's expectation.
I thought Liu Batian would be impatient to take action, but from now on, it seems that he is overly worried.
"Your Highness, just now the leader sent someone to say that he would hold a conference of hall leaders."
Zhou Ruishan said softly.
Liu Xia suddenly opened her eyes and looked back at Ouyang Hui. Both of them looked shocked.
"I know, I'll go right away."
"Didn't you say that the leader disappeared? Why did he suddenly appear?"
Ouyang Hui asked puzzledly.
"I don't know. I'll find out when I go take a look. You stay here. If anything happens, don't worry about me and leave first."
Liu Xia hurriedly put on the red robe of his Holy Son, and while tidying it up, he gave instructions.
"Be careful."
Ouyang Hui was also a little nervous. She thought Liu Batian would take action, but there was no news for so many days.
It really makes people feel a little uneasy.
Now that the leader appeared, they were worried that their deductions were wrong.
Immediately, Liu Xia headed towards the temple.
Outside the temple, many church leaders were waiting there.
After a while, a group of people entered the temple.
After saluting, Liu Xia looked up and saw that Changsun Wuhen had returned, but Liu Batian was not there yet, which made him feel a little uneasy.
Immediately, the church leaders began to report the battle situation. In the past ten days, the fight between the Holy Cult and Tongtian Temple had obviously become more intense.
Faintly, Tongtianguan seemed to have suffered some losses.
As always, the leader began to deal with the busy official duties these days one by one, in an orderly manner.
It must be said that this devil is not a simple person.
"The leader, Deputy Leader Liu and Daoyue will have a battle at Motian Cliff in three days. I would like to ask the leader to make a decision."
At this moment, Deputy Leader Changsun said with his fists clasped.
"Vice-leader Changsun, Daoyue's cultivation is unpredictable. I'm worried that Vice-leader Liu can't do it alone. I think you should also help him. You must kill that old immortal Daoyue. Kill him.
, I’m afraid Tongtian Temple will be quiet for a while.”
"My subordinates will never give up and will definitely fulfill the leader's entrustment."
Changsun Wuhen knelt on the ground and said.
"Teacher, after Duan Chunfeng's death, his position as the leader of the Wenshui Hall has been vacant. I still ask the leader to make a decision."
At this time, the dean suddenly stood up and said.
"Well, I have been thinking about it for several days, but there is no suitable candidate at the moment. Everyone, what do you think?"
The leader asked calmly.
"I think that His Royal Highness, the Holy Son, is young and promising, so he should have some experience."
"My subordinates think so too."
Immediately, several hall masters clasped their fists and said.
Liu Xia stood aside and remained silent. There seemed to be something fishy about him being suddenly appointed as the leader of the hall.
"The expansion of our sect in the northwest has been slowing down. Now that Tongtian Temple has suffered successive setbacks, it seems that there is no need for so many people to stay in the main altar. The leader of our sect wants to transfer Wenshuitang to the northwest. Wang Xiao was born in the northwest, so there is no need for that place.
The situation is very familiar. It’s time to go to Li to practice and contribute to our teaching. Wang Xiao, are you willing?"
The leader smiled slightly, stood up and said.
"Just follow your father's orders."
Immediately, Liu Xia came out of the queue, cupped his fists and said.
"Very good. It's rare that you have such a heart. I will accept Wang Xiao as the acting head of Wenshui Hall, and as the Holy Son, go to the northwest to supervise the war."
The leader said calmly.
"The leader is wise!"
At that moment, everyone in the hall knelt down on the ground, clasped their fists and said.
"Okay, if there is nothing else to do today, we will all leave."
Immediately, the leader waved his hand and disappeared from the throne.
Liu Xia and the others retreated outside the main hall, and immediately a group of hall masters came to congratulate Liu Xia.
After all, this time he went to the northwest to supervise the war and had real power in his hands.
Naturally, it was inevitable to chat with everyone.
After seeing everyone off, the dean stopped Liu Xia.
"Your Highness, this is a great opportunity. I hope you can show your talents when you go to the northwest."
"Dean, did the leader transfer me to the northwest because he was worried about my safety?"
Liu Xia asked curiously.
"I can guess what the leader is thinking."
The dean laughed and said.
"Then I'll go ask the water hall and see what's going on there."
Immediately, Liu Xia turned around and walked towards the entrance of Wenshui Hall.
Liu Xia asked deliberately just now. Although the dean's words were vague, Liu Xia knew clearly that this must be the dean's suggestion.
At this moment, the people in Wenshuitang have received the notice, and many elders are standing outside the door to greet them.
Wenshui Hall is one of the eighteen entrances to the church and has always been responsible for guarding the safety of the altar.
They are the forbidden troops inside the altar.
This time the leader unexpectedly dropped them and himself to the northwest, apparently to change the defense of the altar.
Faintly, Liu Xia always felt a little uneasy.
If Liu Batian fails, the consequences will be disastrous.
Under the introduction of many elders, Liu Xia began to take over Wenshuitang.
Everything went very smoothly.
Before he knew it, Liu Xia came and called Duan Chunfeng outside his study.
At this moment, several servants were cleaning up Duan Chunfeng's study, moving piles of books out.
"This is?"
Liu Xia asked in confusion.
One of the elders hurriedly smiled and said: "These are all the relics of Hall Master Duan. The little people didn't know that you were coming today, so they didn't have time to clean them up. Please don't blame me, Hall Master."
"Move everything back. The grievances between Hall Master Duan and I are over. I'll be here today. You all should step aside. I'll call you if something happens."
Liu Xia smiled lightly.
Immediately, the elders left one after another.
Liu Xia ordered his servants to pack all these things into the room. After cleaning them, Liu Xia sat next to the desk.
The study room is not large, but it has a lot of books.
Before Duan Chunfeng was killed, he was very popular with the leader.
The clues can be seen from the fact that the chariot can walk in the temple.
However, after Duan Chunfeng was killed, the leader was very calm.
Liu Xia always felt a little uneasy.
He turned over and sat on the desk and picked up a book. As soon as he opened it, several pieces of paper inside the book slipped out of the book.
Liu Xia opened it and saw several love poems written on it, which were touching and pathos.
Liu Xia smiled, it seemed that Duan Chunfeng and his wife were very affectionate.
I don’t know what happened to his family after he was killed.
At this time, Liu Xia simply shook the book, and immediately, some letters fell out.
Liu Xia looked at it a few times and couldn't help being surprised.
There was a letter in it, the handwriting was obviously not Duan Chunfeng's, and it seemed that he had seen it somewhere.
After thinking about it, Liu Xia couldn't help but break out in cold sweat on her forehead.
Because this handwriting is exactly the same as the leader’s handwriting.
In other words, these love poems written by Duan Chunfeng were not written to his wife, but to the leader.
And the leader actually wrote a love poem to Duan Chunfeng.
Thinking of this, Liu Xia felt a little sick. At the same time, Liu Xia instantly felt as if she had fallen into an ice cave.
If it is said that Duan Chunfeng was the admirer of the leader, but Liu Xia killed him, the leader promoted him instead, this would be a bit unreasonable.
Obviously, there must be some secret hidden behind this that he doesn't know about.
Liu Xia put the letters back to where they were in the Force and couldn't help but frown.
Later, Liu Xia took a closer look at the leader's handwriting, which was signed Mingshili.
"Shili?"
Liu Xia immediately stood up and headed directly towards the temple.
Then he plunged into the library of the church and began to search.
There are a large number of demon books in the temple. As expected, Liu Xia successfully found out about the demon named Shili.
This demon is one of the ancient demon clans and has existed since the war between gods and demons.
Later, the physical body was destroyed and the soul was sealed, and has been missing since then.
Seeing this, Ao Cangqiong, who had been silent these days, said lightly: "Boy, if I guessed correctly, this devil must have set his sights on your body."
"Are you sure?"
Liu Xia asked.
"It's definitely out of the question, but it's possible. Do you still remember what the first thing he did when the Holy Demon appeared in the Land of Madness?"
"Looking for the body."
"Yes, this demon's physical body has been destroyed. He needs to find a body to store his demonic energy, and your current half-demon body obviously meets his requirements."
Ao Cangqiong said calmly.
When Liu Xia heard this, he broke into a cold sweat.
If so, everything would be explained.
He killed Duan Chunfeng, whom the leader loved, but the leader did not express his anger at him, but appointed him as the Holy Son of the Holy Religion.
In this way, after he came out of seclusion, he entered his own body, and it was reasonable and sympathetic for the Holy Son to inherit the canons of the Holy Religion.
Naturally, he reappeared in this world from then on.
All this is a trap, a huge trap.
If I hadn't accidentally seen those disgusting love poems today, I would have been heading towards the trap they arranged step by step.
Thinking about it, I can't help but feel scared.
The dean was obviously involved in this matter.
However, now that he knew their conspiracy, Liu Xia put all the books back.
In this case, the leader must have seen through Liu Batian's conspiracy.
Before leaving, it was time to inform Liu Batian.
Thinking of this, Liu Xia couldn't help but sneer at the corner of her mouth.
The good show has really begun to take place. When I return to the northwest this time, I will be able to figure out the distribution of the holy sect in the northwest, and use the power of thunder to destroy the opponent in one fell swoop.
Then when Liu Batian took action, he and the power of the sects in the world came to catch the cicada and the oriole behind him, so that the devil would be buried underground forever.
A plan to disintegrate the Holy Religion slowly emerged in Liu Xia's mind.
"If I let you be arrogant, you will have to pay the price for being arrogant. Hum, Holy Cult, I will make you fly into ashes and annihilate me, let you hunt me down and pay the price."
After saying this, Liu Xia clenched his fists.
He immediately turned around and left the library, heading towards the Taihe Hall.