Way of Choices

Walking through the stone pillar is the Shinto that leads to the depths of the palace.

The students of Ligong Affiliated Hospital, Zongsi Institute and Qingyao XIII Division stood on both sides of the Shinto and bowed to salute.

There have been some stories on this Shinto, and Chen Changsheng didn't recall it and continued walking forward.

He climbed the long steps, walked through the Hall of Qingxian, and finally reached the quiet palace.

The night sky was divided into wells by the cornice, just like in the past, but there was no wooden spoon by the pool because the green leaves were no longer there.

An Hua bowed down on her knees, and the white ritual was swayed by the breeze of the night wind, just like she was excited at this time.

Chen Changsheng nodded and made her stand up.

An Hua walked behind him to help him put on his robes and carefully arranged for a long time.

Chen Changsheng looked at the narrow night sky, looked at the stars at the bottom of the well, and remembered his thoughts when he looked at Xinghai in Baidi City.

Not knowing how long it had passed, he withdrew his eyes and said, "Go."

Accompanied by the sound of the soft and heart-washing water, he walked to the deepest part of the quiet side hall in front of the stone wall.

The stone walls slowly separated, and countless blazing lights rushed across the face, and at the same time, there was a continuous wave of waves.

The sound of clothes rubbing when the waves are falling down is also the eulogy of people's excitement or awe.

"See your Majesty the Pope."

Countless priests fell to the ground like tides.

Wearing a holy crown and holding a magic wand, Chen Changsheng looked at the scene in front of him, his expression was calm.

From the beginning of the small town of Hanshan, such pictures appeared more and more.

Like the most common description-like the tide.

All this is nothing new to him.

He is accustomed to crowds.

This is not the first time he has stood here.

The location of his station is the platform of the Hall of Light.

This is not the highest place in the palace, but it is definitely the highest unreachable position on the entire continent.

There are only more than ten stone steps from the ground, but it seems to have come to the **** kingdom, one of the star seas, across countless miles.

Accompanied by pious sacred chants, the recitations of the canon were repeated, and a solemn and sacred atmosphere enveloped the whole hall of light.

The warm holy light illuminates everything in the temple extremely bright, even the most subtle darkness cannot exist here.

There is an extremely high stone wall in the Hall of Light.

The engraved sculptures of former sages, heroes, guardian knights, and saints are shone by the holy light, as if they are about to come alive.

Those former generations of sages, heroes, **** knights and saints are condescending to watch the world.

Their eyes are not indifferent, but full of real emotions.

Chen Changsheng stood in front of the stone wall and stood in the Holy Light.

He bears those sights.

He is watching the world.

This picture is extremely sacred.

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Chen Changsheng raised the wand in his hand.

The holy sound gradually stopped, and the priests rose slowly, still like a tide.

The Hall of Light suddenly became very quiet, like the sound of those lucky breezes blowing through the stone walls on the stone walls, which could clearly reach everyone's ears.

Or because before the scepter fell again, the sea of ​​people in the temple was divided into two sides.

The four state education giants, King Linghai, Archbishop Eugene, Siyuan Taoren, and Hu 32 stand on the right.

Hundreds of bishops from the palace and bishops rushing back from the temples stood behind them.

The number of bishops on the other side is much smaller, and there is no bishop archbishop, but the number of cardinals is very large.

These bishops have one characteristic, that is, their faces are somewhat old.

No matter where it is, the years and qualifications represented by this kind of oldness are a kind of strength in itself.

The bishops of the Jiaoshu Office are also inside. More importantly, the Heavenly Taoist Temple, the 13th Division of the Qingyao, and the Zongsi are also here.

Only the Affiliated Palace, which was greatly influenced by the King of Linghai, was not there. The dean and Su Moyu stood in the crowd, deliberately keeping a low profile.

Zhuang Zhihuan and the three bishops at the pedestal stand at the forefront of the crowd without any hidden thoughts or thoughts.

Chen Changsheng glanced at Zhuang Zhihuan, then looked at a corner outside the hall.

The holy light enveloped the entire hall, and some also spilled out of the hall.

The deep night outside the palace was torn open and a certain corner was illuminated.

Bishop Meichuan is there.

No matter how warm the Holy Light was, he couldn't drive away the chill in him.

Because he is dead.

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When Chen Changsheng took over as Pope, he was expelled from Kyoto by the firm.

He is an exiled pope.

Three years later, he returned to the divorce palace. For the first time he presided over the Light Assembly as the Pope, he faced a very difficult problem.

The priests at the pivot, Zhuang Zhihuan and others, as well as the old cardinals, were watching him.

In the eyes of these old bishops, emotions such as grief and anger can be clearly seen.

Of course, they still have enough respect for Chen Changsheng and still control their emotions very well.

Otherwise, the body of Bishop Meichuan will not be in the corner outside the temple at this time, but may appear in the Hall of Light and be placed in front of them.

The King of Linghai looked there with a blank expression, his eyes very cold and his face very ugly.

Knowing what was happening in the National College of Education, he had been staring at the teaching office and these old priests.

He did not expect that the other party actually carried the body of Bishop Meichuan into the palace and placed it outside the Hall of Light.

He thinks this is a naked provocation to himself, and of course, a wake-up call to himself.

This shows that the divorce is not monolithic.

The strength of the old school of the National Religion is still not to be underestimated. Some people may be secretly supporting them.

The King of Linghai narrowed his eyes slightly, looking back and forth between Hu 32 and Archbishop Eucalyptus, thinking who was that person?

Tonight is the first time the His Holiness the Pope held the Illuminati. It was a disrespect that he could not bear.

But he knew what he was inconvenient to do at this time, let alone let the body of Bishop Meichuan be taken away directly.

Too many people see this scene, and too rough solutions may make some priests' emotions out of control.

Of course, he believes that with the prestige of His Majesty the Pope and the status of himself and others, he can forcefully suppress the current situation.

The problem is that the crack will not disappear, but will become deeper and deeper.

Obviously, this is not what His Majesty the Pope wanted.

The king of Linghai looked to Chen Changsheng, suddenly looking forward.

Many of the bishops who saw Chen Changsheng for the first time in the temple had no idea about the dispute between the old and the new, and were more curious or expecting.

How will His Majesty the Pope solve this matter?

Yes, it was the saint who killed Bishop Meichuan. The whole process was witnessed by Chen Liuwang.

Everyone knows the relationship between the Virgin and His Majesty the Pope. She helped you make a choice and naturally prepared a reason for you.

Logically speaking, Chen Changsheng only needs to state the reason at this time to solve this matter.

But I don't know why, all the priests including the King of Linghai, even those of the old school, do not think he will do so.

There is no reason, no reason, maybe just because of the stories over the years, it has long been proven that he will not do so.

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