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Chapter 610: Poems for the Holy Mother Temple?
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Saint Zhunti, who was immersed in how to harm the contemporary emperor, did not realize that at some point, the surrounding world became silent.

A woman in palace attire, with an extremely charming face, eyebrows like double emeralds, eyes like flowing waves, and an unparalleled elegance, came across the space.

A pair of beautiful eyes, flashing with surging murderous intent, stared at Saint Zhunti and said coldly:

"Zhunti, you don't even have any shame now? You're planning on me like this!"

Saint Zhunti turned his head in astonishment. When he saw Saint Nuwa, he immediately secretly thought that something was wrong, and he didn't have time to react.

The red hydrangea exuding vast divine light flew out of Saint Nuwa's hand, and in the blink of an eye, it hit Saint Zhunti's face.

……

Before the Temple of Our Lady.

Under the watchful eyes of a group of Shang Dynasty ministers, many great supernatural powers, and emperors such as Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty.

The debate between Grand Master Wen Zhong and Emperor Yang Guang of Sui Dynasty still continues:

"Your Majesty, which treacherous minister and traitor did you listen to? When will the Holy Mother be sacrificed for blood?"

"Then tell me, what should be used to worship the Holy Mother?"

"Nature is a rare treasure. In short, living beings must not be sacrificed!"

"Grand Master, tell me, has Saint Nuwa ever appeared on her birthday before?"

"Never..."

"This is the reason why Saint Nuwa does not appear. It is because the birthday gifts in the past are not in line with Saint Nuwa's wishes."

"you you you……"

In the end, Taishi Wen Zhong covered his chest that was about to burst with anger with one hand and pointed at Sui Yang Emperor Yang Guang with the other.

Immediately.

When the grand master heard that Zhong Yangtian laughed miserably, he vomited blood, became so angry that he fainted.

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty raised his head and looked at the Holy Mother Temple in front of him, and a bold idea suddenly appeared in his mind.

Ignoring the different looks from the people around me, I walked towards the Notre Dame Temple.

Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, helped the imperial master Wen Zhong who had fainted in a funny way and asked:

"Sui...cough, my lord, what do you want to do?"

Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty said without looking back:

"Of course I'm going to write a poem. Why, maybe Xibohou also wants to write a poem too?"

Liu Bang, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, touched his chin and recalled carefully the strange behavior of Emperor Sui Yang just now.

Some people couldn't figure out whether Emperor Yang of Sui was really affected by the catastrophe, or was just pretending to be a posturing, and refused:
"No, I'm not good at poetry."

Although it is very challenging to write an obscene poem in the temple of a saint, Han Emperor Gaozu was even more afraid of death.

Therefore, let Emperor Sui Yang do this thing of stealing the limelight.

Prince Zhu Biao of the Ming Dynasty came closer, took out the elixir, gave it to Grand Master Wen Zhong, drank it, and persuaded him:
"Your Majesty, Saint Nuwa is the Holy Mother of the Human Race after all, so it's better not to offend her."

Prince Qin Fusu also advised:

"Yes, Your Majesty, maybe Saint Nuwa really doesn't like the blood sacrifice of living beings. How about sending those resentful souls of the demon clan into reincarnation first?"

Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin ignored Song Taizong Zhao Guangyi's persuasion and just watched this scene coldly.

He was still cursing Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty in his heart. He had agreed that no one would prepare any birthday gifts, but he never thought that he had mistakenly believed in Liu Bang's son after all! !
Wucheng King Huang Feihu and other ministers of the Shang Dynasty gathered around Grand Master Wen Zhong and whispered:
"What should I do? Your Majesty wants to write a poem in the Holy Mother Temple. Do we want to give him some advice?"

"King Wu Cheng, if you want to go, I don't dare to go. Even the Grand Master is so angry that he faints. If I go, I might be thrown into a prison on the spot by the king."

"Today's king is so strange. Do you think he has lost his mind and gone crazy? How about filling him with gold juice?"

"Swish, swish, swish". In an instant, everyone looked at Bigan who suggested pouring gold juice, with disbelief written all over their faces.

Fill the King with gold juice? ! !

Let alone them, I am afraid that even Grand Master Wen Zhong would not dare to do this.

Do you really think that the king dare not kill them?

……

In the picture of Shanhe Sheji.

"Boom"

As the two saints fought, mountains collapsed, and even the space was shattered inch by inch.

Saint Zhunti sacrificed the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree and was defeated steadily in front of the murderous Saint Nuwa. He explained:

"Junior Sister Nuwa, listen to my senior brother's quibbles... Bah, explain, my senior brother is helpless."

"This is the destiny. This catastrophe must be started by you. Senior brother, I will follow the destiny."

Hearing this, Saint Nuwa had a sad expression on her pretty face and said coldly:
"Number of days? Go with the sky?"

"Quantitative thief, you and I are both saints, how can you have the dignity to say that you know the heavens better than me?"

Sage Zhunti opened his mouth, unable to defend himself, so he had to change his words:
"Ahem, Junior Sister Nuwa, in fact, Senior Brother, I just used secret techniques to make the current Emperor lustful."

"The hundreds of thousands of monsters who were sacrificed in blood were really not my plan, senior brother."

Saint Nuwa's attacks became more and more ruthless, and even the mountains and rivers of the country could no longer bear it, and she said angrily:
"Zhunti thief, do you really think I'm stupid? If you hadn't plotted against the contemporary Human Emperor, how could he have done such a heinous act?"

"Everyone has already stolen the goods, and you still dare to quibble! Even if you lure that thief here today, I will kill you!!!"

Saint Zhunti sacrificed the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree to protect his whole body. While avoiding the red hydrangea, he secretly cursed:
"Bah, it's human destiny. If I don't avenge this, I won't leave the human race for a day!"

"One day, I will definitely capture all the races... and bring them back to the Western religion!"

In the opinion of Saint Zhunti, it is impossible for the contemporary Human Emperor's weak cultivation to block his own secret technique.

But his own secret technique has failed repeatedly. This must be the fate of humanity protecting the contemporary Emperor.

……

Biyou Palace.

The leader of the Tongtian cult looked across multiple dimensions and saw the saint Nuwa beating up the thief Zhunti. He gloated:
"Wonderful, it's so satisfying!"

"Jie Yin, why don't you go and save your despicable junior brother?"

"I really don't know what Zhunti was thinking about using hundreds of thousands of demon blood to sacrifice Junior Sister Nuwa, a demon saint."

"Even a fool can guess that there must be a hidden secret."

"It's impossible. The current emperor was deprived of his body. He doesn't know that Junior Sister Nuwa likes rare treasures the most and doesn't like killing."

……

Jade Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun was originally teaching the Twelve Golden Immortals to his disciples. When he saw the excitement, he raised the corners of his mouth and murmured:
"I didn't expect that Junior Sister Nuwa could suppress this thief Zhunti and beat him up. It seems that the second saint in the world is not just an illusion."

"However, this is also the reason why this thief Zhunti does not have an innate treasure to accompany him. Perhaps, I should seek help from Junior Sister Nuwa to defeat this catastrophe..."

……

Inside the Temple of Our Lady.

After Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty walked into it, he looked at the lifelike and unparalleled stone statues, with a flash of obsession in his eyes, and murmured to himself:
"It's so beautiful... It seems like the moon is covered by light clouds, and the snow is fluttering like the flowing wind. Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising. It can be said that she is the most beautiful woman in the world."

"Such a beauty, what a pity, what a pity."

(End of this chapter)