Six Gods

Chapter 177 Ten-day appointment!

Tuk Tuk Tuk

There was a knock on the door, and Murli, who was cleaning on the first floor, put down his work and opened the door.

"Master, you are here."

The door opened, and God Son Naye stood outside the door with a gentle smile on his face.

Quickly took a step back, and respectfully saluted God Son Naye, Murli immediately got out of the way and said, "God Son, please come in."

Walking into the house, seeing the broom and dustpan on the ground, the God of Jesus smiled: "It's just dawn and you started cleaning, but you are very hardworking."

"I don't have anything to do here, I can only do some trivial things, which made the Great God laugh." Putting the broom and dustpan aside, Murray said: "The God is here to find that lord, I'll go help Your name."

"No need, I'll go up to find him by myself, you can do your work." He waved his hand amiably, and Naye Shenzi went up the stairs by himself.

click-click-

The soles of the shoes collided with the stairs, making a crisp sound.

Coming to the third floor, Shenzi gently pushed open Xiang Yuan's half-closed door.

No one is there?
Glancing at the empty room, Naye Shenzi turned his head to look at the corridor leading to the platform on the third floor...

On a platform of about a dozen square meters, Xiang Yuan, who was wearing a white short robe stretched tight, was practicing boxing in a flowing manner against the morning light.

Strong and powerful, like a storm!
This set of fists hit Xiang Yuan with great force, each punch seemed to have a mighty force, breaking a monument and cracking a stone is like searching for something!

But the strange thing is, logically speaking, such a violent punch should be accompanied by strong winds and constant breaking noises!

But when Xiang Yuan was punching, there was no sound around him, as if the mute button had been pressed, and the silence made people feel an unspeakable sense of difference.

After finishing a set of heavy punches, Xiang Yuan turned to the wind, and seamlessly switched to another set of boxing that is light, nimble, and as agile as the wind.

boom-

Fisting together, muffled noises rolling like heaven and earth thunder suddenly came out from Xiang Yuan's fist wind, continuous and loud.

Flick it casually, and it explodes!

The body shakes, the ground rolls and the mountains shake!
Withdrawing his hand suddenly, Xiang Yuan stretched out his hand to press on his lower abdomen, and a white air arrow flew out of his mouth, rushing up to a height of [-] meters, and bursting suddenly, like a thunderstorm in the daytime, a ring-shaped air wave exploded in mid-air !
The huge sound caused the civilians of Shatuo Kingdom on the street to look up and look around. Not knowing where the thunder came from, they hurriedly knelt down on the ground and called out the name of the great dream weaving yarn.

After punching and closing his fist, Xiang Yuantou didn't turn back and said: "Come to me so early, is it to give me something favored by the gods?"

After stepping into the spiritual realm, his senses became more and more acute every day, and he couldn't hide any disturbance within a radius of 50 meters.

Not to mention that God Son Naye is such a living person.

"Kunna hasn't woken up yet, and it may take two days before I can give you that item." Hearing that Xiang Yuan opened his mouth and it was the object of God's favor, Naye Shenzi shook his head helplessly.

Adjusting the breath and blood in his body, Xiang Yuan's body gradually heard the sound of surging waves.

Although the main direction of martial arts spiritual realm is the soul, but Xiang Yuan has never let go of the cultivation of the physical body for a moment.

If you want to get rid of the entanglement of the bitter sea and board the other shore, the soul is a human being, and the body is a boat that carries people across the sea.

No matter how strong a person is, without a boat to carry him, he can only sink and wander in the sea of ​​suffering, but if the boat has no one at the helm, it can only gradually get lost in the sea of ​​suffering.

Therefore, whether it is the soul or the body, Xiang Yuan has a strategy of going hand in hand, and either party must work hard to practice, and cannot stand still.

The sound of the waves became louder and louder, and in the end it was as if a monstrous wave was about to roar out of Xiang Yuan's body, submerging everything.

Qi and blood are like tides, and the sea is boundless!
The agitation washed Xiang Yuan's body like a vast ocean, and the masculine energy and blood strengthened his internal organs, meridian bones, and even flesh and blood skin over and over again.

Under the washing of these red-gold qi and blood, all the organs in Xiang Yuan's body began to gradually become more bright and transparent, exuding infinite vitality.

Eventually these qi and blood flowed into his powerful heart.

Return to the sect!

goo-dong-

Suddenly there was a heartbeat, like a giant spirit god beating a drum, shaking the whole three-story hut, dust falling, and even the big god son beside him, his eyes were surprised and he couldn't believe it.

"There are no gods, why do you come to me, the rebellion of the sons and daughters of the gods has been suppressed, isn't it you who have the final say in this Shatuo country now?"

After calming down all the qi and blood, closing the pores to lock the essence, Xiang Yuan instantly changed from a giant spirit general who shook the whole building with his heartbeat, to an ordinary person with a flat aura but a burly figure.

"My teacher, the current Pope, will leave the customs tomorrow.

He is too old to continue to bear the Pope's self-blame, so I must succeed him as the new Pope. "The words of Son of God made Xiang Yuan frowned.

"Ten days later, I hope you can come to watch the ceremony. At that time, I will give you a gift from the gods."

"You... Seriously?" Xiang Yuan squinted his eyes slightly as he looked up and down at God Son in front of him, and asked again.

"Of course, the Pope of the Creation Sect has no special circumstances and cannot leave the religious area. It may be the last time we meet at that time. Please come to the appointment on time."

Looking directly into Xiang Yuan's gaze, Naye Shenzi nodded emphatically.

"Okay, I will go when the time comes." After confirming the look in Naye's eyes, Xiang Yuan nodded.

"Okay, then it's a deal." Zhan Yan smiled, God Son of Ye didn't say anything more, turned around and left, as if he came this time just for this matter.

Instead of seeing off the great son of God, Xiang Yuan stood on the platform on the third floor, overlooking and watching him gradually disappear at the corner of the street.

Holding the flat eaves with both hands, he raised his eyes and glanced at this peaceful and Letai city, which was exceptionally harmonious because of the unified belief. Xiang Yuan shook his head and smiled.

Enjoy this last beauty...

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After finding Xiang Yuan, God Son Naye returned to Zongyang District, and went straight to the tallest hall with a dome and square pillars in the center of Zongyang District.

"I have seen the Great Son of God!"

On both sides of the main entrance of the main hall, there are four guards in silver-white standard armor.

These guards are tall and powerful, and each of them has the strength of no less than the sixth level of the divine sacrifice, and they are armed forces belonging to the Pope himself.

Seeing God Son Naye, the eight guards nodded slightly. They had special identities. In the Creation Sect, except the Pope, no one had the right to order them or let them salute.

"Teacher is out of customs, I'm going to see him." Naye Shenzi said.

"Yes, the Pope has ordered that you can go see him whenever you come." Wei Wei retreated a few steps to the side, and one of the silver armored guards said.

Nodding his head, God Son Naye stepped up thousands of long steps and walked towards the temple step by step.

At the end of the steps, a door engraved with a bas-relief statue of the Weaving Dream Yarn stands majestically there. The lifelike relief statue depicts almost every detail of the Weaving Dream Yarn.

Obviously from everyone's hands.

Stepping forward slowly, he gently pushed open the embossed door, and the heavy door made a muffled creaking sound under the push of God Son Naye.

The embossed door was pushed open, and the sunlight outside the temple slanted along the door and poured into the originally dark ground of the temple.

Pillars carved with countless mysterious characters stood upright on both sides of the temple. These pillars recorded the achievements of the great dream weaving yarn.

At the end of the two rows of white jade-like pillars is a statue of Weaving Dream Yarn, which is hundreds of meters tall. The workmanship of this statue is the same as that of the embossed gate, and it seems to be made by one person.

Right below the statue is a majestic throne with 66 steps.

Walking on the clean and clean temple, Son of God lowered his head slightly. The deeper he went into the temple, the darker his surroundings would be without the sunlight.

And the pace of this Son of God also began to become heavier and heavier.

Nearly a minute later, the Great Son of God came to the throne standing under the statue of the Weaving Dream Yarn, and knelt down on the ground with one knee:
"teacher."

The opening of God Son Naye awakened a figure sitting on the majestic throne exuding a decayed and aging atmosphere.

In the darkness, a gaze slowly fell on Naye God Son, followed by an old and weak voice: "Naya, are you ready to take my place?"

Kneeling on the ground, the son of God clenched his hands hidden under his robe into tight fists, but he still replied calmly and naturally, "Student, you are ready."

"In the next few days, hurry up and choose one of Zeta and the others to succeed you. Teacher, time is running out." The pope's voice on the throne was intermittent, like a seriously ill person who was dying on occasion.

"Understood the teacher, I will arrange it as soon as possible." In response, the son of God did not get up, and continued to kneel on the ground, as if he still wanted to say something.

In the dark temple, the two sides were silent, and the atmosphere gradually became calm.

"Teacher, I... want to try..."

In the silent and empty hall, the words of the Son of God caused the figure sitting on the majestic throne to tremble suddenly.

"Shut up! Well, are you crazy?!"

The old voice suddenly became powerful, and he yelled at the Great God Son below in a low voice, his tone full of shock and anger.

The lingering sound echoed, and the ripples slowly subsided in the hall.

"Teacher, I'm sure." Slightly raised his head, the eyes of God Son of God were filled with a resolute brilliance, which was the desire for life and the resoluteness that would not give up the struggle.

"Are you sure? How can you be sure! Everything we have is given by them. If you want to resist, you will only make yourself more miserable!"

Covering his mouth to make his breathing more even, the old pope said sharply.

"Teacher, it's different this time..." After taking a few deep breaths, Naye got up and stepped on the steps leading to the throne, and walked slowly to the side of the old Pope.

Whispering in the ear of the old Pope, revealed some secrets.

The cloudy and dim eyes suddenly widened, and the old Pope struggled to grab the shoulder of God Son, asking again and again: "What you said is true? Are you sure?"

"I won't be careless about this.

I am [-]% sure of his identity, otherwise Master Ling would not have issued such an order. Feeling the strength of the teacher's hand, Naye Shenzi nodded seriously.

After receiving a firm reply from the Son of God, the old Pope let go of his hands, his skin was loose and wrinkled, and an unspeakable smile appeared on his face like a shriveled orange peel.

"What the ancient books said is actually true, they really came back." Leaning on the throne, the old Pope turned his dry eyes to look at God Son Naye:
"That's right, you are luckier than the teacher, you waited until they came back.

You must grasp this opportunity well, once you succeed, your destiny will change from then on.

But if you fail, you have to be aware of the consequences, what a terrible torture it will be! "

He didn't want to stop the Son of God so frantically at the beginning. After hearing the secret whispered by the Son of God, the old Pope's attitude changed 180 degrees, and he actually started to support him.

Kneeling down beside the old Pope, Naye said: "Teacher, don't worry, this time the student has bet everything. If I don't succeed, I will kill myself."

"Well, but there is one more thing, how can you be sure that he will help you? After all, we and them are not purely of the same kind." The old pope said slowly.

"Teacher, don't worry, I have what he wants in my hand, and at this price, he will definitely be willing to help me." Nodding affirmatively, God Son Naye replied.

"This matter, if you decide to do it, you must do it perfectly.

There is only one chance, and there is no room for omissions and mistakes. "The old pope seemed to be tired while speaking, his words became slower and slower, his eyes gradually became hollow.

Sensing the strangeness of the teacher, Naye Shenzi showed a look of sadness, and quickly got up and walked towards the outside of the hall.

bang dong——

The heavy embossed door was closed again and again by the Son of God!
And at the moment when the embossed door was closed, a huge force suddenly acted on the door panel, and the violent vibration erupted, even three or four meters through the door, causing a terrible air wave.

Being knocked into the air by this violent force, the corner of Naye Shenzi's mouth was bleeding, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes.

"not good!"

The terrifying impacts continued, and became heavier each time.

Seeing this situation, the eight guards standing at the door, Qi Qi pulled out a long-handled battle ax that was full of silver light and engraved with countless small characters from behind!
Holding long-handled battle axes, eight silver-armored guards rushed to the relief gate against the violent air waves, and all eight battle axes pressed against the gate!
hum-

With a slight tremor, the dream-weaving veil relief on the embossed door suddenly burst into light, especially the eight characters in the hand, which became so dazzling that people couldn't look directly at it.

After the relief glowed, the force of the impact on the door became weaker and weaker. After a few minutes, it completely disappeared, and everything returned to calm!
With a long sigh of relief, the eight silver-armored guards let go of the long-handled battle axes that were pressing on the gate, and put them back on their backs.

"The old Pope's situation is getting worse and worse. The Son of God should take over as Pope as soon as possible." With a long sigh of relief, one of the silver-armored guards said.

Clenching his fist subconsciously, Naye Shenzi smiled "gently and politely": "Well, my succession ceremony will be in ten days, and I have to trouble a few people then."

"My son, you are welcome. When you succeed to the position of Pope, we will be your subordinates, and your orders will be our goals." Smiling, not knowing what God son was thinking, the silver armor guard said with a smile .

"Then I'll see you in ten days." Turning around, the smile on Naye's face disappeared instantly, as indifferent as ice for thousands of years, exuding a biting chill and ruthlessness.

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(End of this chapter)