Fighter of the Destiny

Everyone expected Chen Changsheng to come up with a perfect solution, including the most stubborn old-school bishops.

The old bishops looked at Chen Changsheng with somewhat complicated eyes.

He was a student of Shang Xingzhou, a young man trained by Meili Sha, an undisputed descendant of the Xining lineage and the orthodox successor of the state religion. Logically speaking, he should stand on their side, but he did not do so.

He reused the King of Linghai and Taoist Siyuan. After executing Taoist Baishi in Wenshui City, he did not think about appeasing the old faction. Instead, he replaced Taoist Baishi with Hu Thirty-two, a new-sect bishop with a very bad reputation.

It is these things that caused strong dissatisfaction among the old faction of the state religion, which led to the current situation.

But until now, no one has thought or dared to oust him from the position of pope.

They still have hope for Chen Changsheng.

It's just that they themselves don't know what they want Chen Changsheng to do.

Bishop Meichuan's body was still in the night outside the temple.

This was Xu Yourong's choice.

Chen Changsheng could go with the flow, but he would not do so.

Because of the Taoism he had practiced since childhood, he could not do anything like deceiving himself or others.

Although this may be a quality that those who achieve great things must possess.

He suddenly thought of what Bie Yihong said in Baidi City.

There are of course huge differences between the two, but an analogy can be made.

He recalled what the Archbishop of Merissa had said to him before he died many years ago.

"When I was walking along the Shinto just now, I remembered what happened before the imperial examination that year."

A smile of memory appeared on Chen Changsheng's face.

Everyone knew that he was talking about Archbishop Merissa announcing to the entire continent that he would be the first in the imperial examination.

The memories could not continue, and the atmosphere that might have been warm and affectionate became tense again.

Because a cold and harsh voice sounded from the crowd.

"It turns out you killed his only nephew!"

The hall became extremely quiet.

Chen Changsheng remained silent.

Yes, someone asked Meichuan to teach at the National Education Academy just to make things difficult for him.

Whether to kill or not to kill is a difficult word.

So Tang Sanshiliu did not hesitate, turned around and went to the small building, preparing to kill Meichuan with his sword.

So Xu Yourong killed Mei Chuan.

They are the people closest to him who understand his thoughts and mood best, so they don't let him choose or let him bear a bad reputation.

But he didn't stop Tang Sanliu at that time, so this was also his choice.

What is above the sea of ​​stars belongs to the Kingdom of God.

What is dirty returns to dust.

"I will bear all the blame I deserve."

Chen Changsheng looked at the crowd and said calmly.

He did not use tender memories to bridge the gap between the old and the new factions, and did not give a sufficiently convincing reason.

There is no explanation and certainly no solution.

He chose to endure it calmly.

There was an uproar in the Guangming Palace, and the voices of exclamations kept ringing out.

The expressions of the priests were constantly changing and extremely complex.

Some people are disappointed, some are relieved, some are confused, and some are at a loss.

Chen Changsheng is willing to bear all charges.

The question is, who under the stars can convict the Pope?

This is not the introspection of a saint, but the coldest declaration.

There were several disappointed sighs and questions again from the crowd.

Chen Changsheng held the magic staff and stood quietly on the spot without saying another word.

The King of Linghai walked to the stage, took out the dossier that had been prepared long ago, unfolded it with both hands, and began to read.

As his extremely cold voice announced one name after another, the noise in the hall gradually stopped and became quiet.

Only the sound of heavier and heavier breathing and the sound of increasingly dense footsteps were left.

The black deacons of Tiancai Palace, who were pale and disgusting to look at, brought out more than ten bishops from the crowd.

One of the three cardinals who presided over the affairs of the Cardinal Office was removed from the priesthood on the spot.

There was still no emotion in the King of Linghai's voice, as clear as the sharpest knife.

He read out the cardinal's charges.

These charges have nothing to do with tonight, but they are very clear and the evidence is conclusive.

The cardinal did not make any resistance and calmly followed the black-clothed deacons outside the temple.

Looking at his somewhat forlorn back, the expressions of Zhuang Zhihuan and others changed slightly.

The atmosphere in the hall became increasingly tense and depressing, and finally a hole was torn open at a certain moment.

A bishop who had been dragged to the door of the palace struggled to turn around, looked at the stage and shouted loudly: "Are you going to be a cold king?"

People realized that this bishop was the one who first questioned Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng did not answer, holding the magic staff in his hand and standing quietly on the stage.

Zhuang Zhihuan finally stood up, bowed calmly and said, "Should we wait until the archbishop is cleared before making the final decision?"

Countless eyes fell on him.

Everyone heard what he meant.

The Jiaoshu Office is now under the direct jurisdiction of Mao Qiuyu.

Mao Qiuyu is about to become the only powerful person in the sacred field of the current state religion.

Zhuang Zhihuan's words were a reminder, and could even be understood as a threat.

The King of Linghai looked at him expressionlessly and said nothing, with an unconcealed killing intent in his cold eyes.

Zhuang Zhihuan's expression remained unchanged and he just looked at Chen Changsheng.

At this moment, an unexpected person stood up.

Archbishop Eucalyptus Lin said with a solemn expression: "Between the sea of ​​saints and planets, it is as if you are facing an abyss..."

"From the end of the overview of Daoyuanfu."

Chen Changsheng didn't let her finish her sentence.

He turned to look at her and said, "This Taoist code talks about awe."

Archbishop Eucalyptus Lin bowed and responded: "Yes."

Chen Changsheng said to her: "I am better than you in this aspect."

Eucalyptus looked slightly startled, and then saw several figures in the night outside the hall.

Bishop Meichuan's body was able to be transported to the palace tonight because of the help of those few people.

What exactly is awe? Sea of ​​stars? Avenue? Or the lives of relatives or subordinates?

She was silent for a long time, then sighed and said, "How do you know?"

Chen Changsheng did not answer this question.

Earlier, when Anhua was arranging his clothes behind the stone wall, he said something with a trembling voice.

Archbishop Eucalyptus Lin gave up questioning and said in a slightly astringent voice: "What do you decide to do with me?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I said that I am willing to bear all charges."

Archbishop Eucalyptus Lin said with emotion: "I understand, I will give up my position as Archbishop of the Holy Church."

She had no intention of betraying the Pope.

Today was the first time that she accepted the old-school persuasion and helped the other party do something.

Because she wanted to see how His Majesty the Pope was going to handle this matter.

Now that she saw the results, she felt a little emotional and a little disappointed.

It was not because he was exposed that he lost his position as a giant of the state religion, but because Chen Changsheng's handling was too tough and cold.

She said softly: "Is this the ruthlessness of the saint?"

"No, some people want me to be a hero, some want me to be a hero, some want me to be a sage, some want me to be a saint."

Chen Changsheng was silent for a while and said: "But in fact, I am still the young Taoist priest who came to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination."

Archbishop Eucalyptus Lin asked seriously: "If that's the case, why bother?"

Chen Changsheng frowned slightly and breathed slightly.

Only those closest to him could tell that he was in a very bad mood at this time.

"Have you never thought about a question? I never wanted to be the pope."

"I don't know whose idea this is. Maybe it's Uncle Master's, maybe it's Archbishop Mei's, maybe it's Master's?"

"They asked me to be the pope. Before that, they didn't ask me if I was willing."

"So these things I do are what they want me to do."

He was silent for a while and then said: "But these things are not what I want to do."

"If the Pope has to be this kind of person, then maybe I'm not suitable to be the Pope."

He looked at the bishops in the ecclesiastical office and said, "If you still have opinions, let's stop here."

The Hall of Light was quiet and silent.

Some priests did not understand what Chen Changsheng said.

Some priests thought they understood it, but they couldn't believe it.

The King of Linghai was stunned, Taoist Siyuan widened his eyes, and Hu Thirty-Two was thoughtful.

Archbishop Eucalyptus Lin was a little confused, wondering if she had done something wrong?