The number of monks who know the Holy Mother Temple is very small.
There are only a handful of people who know the identity of the Holy Mother of God.
Even the dignified current God Emperor Lu Qingfeng only knows about the existence of the Holy Mother Temple, but does not know the exact location of the Holy Mother Temple.
At this time, in the garden behind the Notre Dame Temple, hundreds of flowers were blooming in all their beauty.
Countless flower species that should not appear in the same season appear in the backyard, making it difficult to tell whether the backyard is real or an illusion.
Zhao Lizhen has stepped into this back garden countless times, but she still can't tell whether it is real or an illusion.
She knew very well that her master's illusion skills were beyond her reach in her lifetime.
"Disciple Zhao Lizhen, I have met Master."
Zhao Lizhen walked into the back garden with striding steps like the wind, and saluted the figure standing under the peach blossom tree.
Master loves peach blossoms, this is something that all disciples know, and her peach blossom illusion is also one of her most powerful magical powers.
"You came."
Isa turned around and her eyes fell on herself, the seventh disciple.
Isha has ten female disciples, and these ten female disciples are all capable of being independent.
As a Holy Mother, Isa has very high standards for accepting disciples. It took tens of thousands of years for her to accept so many female disciples, which shows that she is strict in employing people.
"I wonder what task Master has asked this disciple to do?" Zhao Lizhen asked.
"Let you kill one."
Isa drew her hands in front of her face, and a young figure appeared on the water mirror.
And his information appears on the water mirror.
"Ye Xiong, in the early stage of integration..."
Seeing this, Zhao Lizhen frowned.
"Why, look down on him?" Isa asked.
"Master asks his disciples to do it. Master has his own reasons." Zhao Lizhen said still respectfully.
Isa is barefoot and dragging her long white skirt. Looking from a distance, it looks like she has a long tail.
"I know that a hundred years ago you were very dissatisfied with me for assigning the task of killing Ye Wentian to Bamei. Do you know why I didn't assign the task to you?"
"Disciple doesn't know."
"That's because I'm waiting for someone."
Zhao Lizhen's eyes lit up, and her eyes couldn't help but fall on the water mirror again, that young and handsome man.
"Master, you're not talking about him, are you?"
"Yes, that's him." Isa nodded.
"Which god is he the reincarnation of?"
"Isn't he the reincarnation of God?"
"Then how can he compare with Ye Wentian?" Zhao Lizhen was puzzled.
"In the lower realm, Ye Wentian fought with him several times, but lost every time. In the end, even his physical body was destroyed by him."
Hearing this, Zhao Lizhen's eyes suddenly became hot.
All the disciples know who Ye Wentian is.
When Ye Wentian ascended to the God Realm, all the disciples hoped to get the task of hunting him down. As a result, it finally fell to Bamei.
As a result, Bamei chased him for a hundred years, but not only did she not kill Ye Wentian, she didn't even see his shadow.
Will this guy be a more powerful person than Ye Wentian?
"This disciple will definitely live up to Master's expectations and kill him." Zhao Lizhen promised.
"Before setting off, I want to remind you of something."
"Master, tell me."
"In the Lower Realm Ascension Platform, one of my disciples betrayed me for him. I don't want such a thing to happen to you."
"Master, you know very well your disciple's character, and you will never let a man influence your emotions." Zhao Lizhen said firmly.
"Go ahead, I hope you won't disappoint me." Isa waved her hand.
"Farewell, disciple." Zhao Lizhen cupped her hands and strode away.
As soon as she left, a figure suddenly appeared in the peach blossom forest.
I don’t know how this figure appeared. He was wearing blue brocade clothes and his hair was tied up high, forming a high crown.
In the entire God Realm, almost everyone who knew Isa's true identity did not dare to be brave in front of her.
Even if Lu Qingfeng faced her, he couldn't be as calm as the man in blue in front of him.
"Lu Qingfeng has already sent people to hunt down Ye Xiong, why do you need to send people there again? It would be embarrassing for him to let him know." The man in blue sighed.
"You should know very well what Lu Qingfeng can do, just because he can kill Ye Xiong?" Isa snorted coldly.
"Since you have promoted him to the position of God Emperor, you must believe in him, and the puppet must also look like a puppet."
"There are not many things I regret in my life. One of them is that I elevated him to the throne. He is far worse than Ye Wentian."
"I never thought there was anything wrong with Ye Wentian. It was you who wanted to reform it yourself. The more reforms you made, the worse it became. Over the past tens of thousands of years, the strength of the God Realm has actually deteriorated further." The man said.
"If you don't break it, you can't establish it. With Ye Wentian's self-righteous and unenterprising character, even if he lives for tens of thousands of years, he still won't be able to break through the Mahayana period. Instead of doing this, it's better to break and then establish." Isa said.
"You like to go astray when doing things. There are natural laws in cultivation. If you do this, you can see the situation now. There is not much time left in the fifty thousand year appointment. It depends on what you do!
"The man in blue was a little unhappy.
"You said that I like to go astray, but what about you? Haven't you always said that you won't interfere in anything and follow the rules? Why did you secretly send your clone to the lower world to teach Ye Xiong's skills?" Isa asked back.
"When did I use the incarnation of the lower realm to teach Ye Xiong the technique?" the man in blue asked.
"Stop pretending, besides you, who else has the power to incarnate from the lower realm as powerful as Wuming?" Isa snorted coldly.
"I don't deserve to be taken advantage of, so don't blame me."
The man in blue was quite serious in front of him, but now he suddenly became anxious.
"It's really not you?"
"I said it wasn't me, why don't you believe me?" The man in blue continued to explain.
Isa looked at him deeply and curled her lips, rarely showing off the appearance of a little woman.
"Just admit it, I don't blame you anyway," she said.
"Come on, I said it's not me, it's not me."
"It's really not you?"
"Why did I lie to you?"
Isa's brows immediately wrinkled, she lowered her head and said thoughtfully: "If it wasn't you, who would be helping him? Is there anyone else like us?"
"Don't think so much, it will be clear who it is later."
After the man in blue finished speaking, his figure disappeared in a flash, as if he didn't want to stay any longer.
"By the way, your seventh disciple wants to kill Ye Xiong, but I don't see a chance." The voice gradually disappeared.
"I never expected anyone to be able to kill him, but this would make him stronger, wouldn't it?" Isa said loudly.
The man in blue has long disappeared.
Isa couldn't help but think about something in Ye Xiong's memory about the catfish effect.
If a monk wants to be strong, he must have catfish chasing behind him and never stop.
If you stop, you will die. This is the path of cultivation...
This was her original intention in formulating the Reform Treaty.
She wanted to see how far the reincarnated Ye Wentian and Ye Xiong could grow.