The Holy Spirit has become accustomed to her way of saying it, and said disrespectfully: "Now you are about to join the temple. See that the three major messengers are interested in accepting you as their disciples. I wonder if you have a favorite candidate in your heart?"
"I will not join the temple. I will rely on the protection of the so-called Holy Spirit, but rather on my own reality."
Bai Ye refused very bluntly, and his intentions were determined. The belief in the temple was completely contrary to his own way, and he did not plan to do anything.
The Holy Spirit Prince seemed to have expected it, and there was no expression of shock at all, but continued to lure him.
"Several messengers are masters of the main hall below one person and above ten thousand people. Each person's name has one word of the glory of the Holy Spirit, demonstrating his supreme status. No matter where he goes, everyone will respect and give in. If he can inherit the mantle of any of them, your strength and status will rise unexpectedly. Do you really not consider it?"
Bai Ye looked him up and down with a smile: "If I admire status or something, I would just take you as my teacher, why bother to find those old people?"
"Why do you think so?" Mr. Holy Spirit asked knowingly.
"Each of the Four Temples entrusted each of you to occupy a word in your slogan of faith to show your status and identity. What about you? The Holy Spirit son who shines with the Holy Spirit, and one person possesses the word "Holy Spirit" as the name. What is the position?"
"Haha." The Holy Spirit smiled softly, but did not answer. The topic changed: "Okay, if you don't want to enter the temple, I will find a way to calm the storm. However, there are loans and returns, and come and go, and make two promises with me, so I will treat it as compensation for your practice in the temple."
Bai Ye pondered for a moment and felt that he could agree to him. After all, his strength was greatly increased because of the Holy Temple and he didn't want to owe them anything.
"Tell me."
"One, you must not be enemies of the temple for life, and of course, the temple will not provoke it on its own initiative."
"Yes." She agreed without thinking, knowing that she would not have any interaction with these people in the future.
"Two, if the temple is in trouble, if necessary, you need to help once."
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Seeing that she did not answer or urged her, the Holy Spirit added: "In the event of a great disaster, you can give us a few pills or put in some effort, so you will not be worried about your life."
Through this journey of dying with his eyes open, he could determine the identity of Bai Ye's alchemist.
She was completely unscathed after she came out, which made him very surprised. Maybe she was sent out before the wound was completely recovered, so when the knife wound on the back of her hand finally healed, he happened to see him right away, which was the effect of Furong Pill.
"Pills, that's fine. I don't want to pay for the unrelated things of your temple."
Bai Ye thought it was very realistic, and saving his life was important, and he didn't care that he knew his identity as an alchemist. After all, he was not an ordinary person.
"That's all, let me leave the rest."
"Thank you." Seeing that nothing happened, Bai Ye took Di Yun's arm and lifted his foot away.
The Holy Spirit looked at their backs as they walked away together, and it seemed to be talking to themselves: "Her daughter is indeed not something in the pool."
This sentence fell into Bai Ye's ears word by word.
She and Di Yun looked at each other, and raised their right eyebrows while synchronizing.