Way of Choices

Chapter 672: one thing

When Chen Changsheng said these four words, it was naturally impossible for Xuanyu to continue.

Husband Lin looked at him quietly and said, "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Chen Changsheng said: "On the third day of the new king's reign, he will send someone to kill the future pope, which will be written in history."

Grandpa Lin still looked at him quietly and said in a calm voice: "You are your brother who is loved by your majesty, and there are many supporters in the state religion. As you said, if I really killed you, your majesty will be sad, Kyoto. It will be chaos, in order to calm down the situation, in order to give history an explanation, I must be killed."

Chen Changsheng said: "But you will still kill me."

Father Lin said indifferently: "Because you have shown your attitude, I feel your danger, then since you refuse to be a champion, you can only die, Your Majesty ascends the throne, you need to deter the world, anyone who is thinking about the demon I have to die, no matter who it is, as for my personal ending, it doesn’t matter...because I am a stupid person."

"Stupidity does not mean that you have the power to be unreasonable, nor does it mean that you need to be respected."

Chen Changsheng turned around by the window, and the cold autumn light fell on the courtyard uniform, very similar to the starlight.

He drew his sword and flipped it on the scabbard.

His hands were steady, his breathing was the same, and his voice was the same: "My Master is leaving the palace at this time?"

Her husband Lin frowned slightly, but he didn't expect that he could keep his mind clear at this time.

"Have you ever thought about it, in Tianshuling three days ago, why didn't he kill me, and he never came to the National College of Education to see me?"

Chen Changsheng looked at her husband, Lin, and said, "Because he didn't dare to see me, and he wasn't sure if he could kill me quietly."

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"He was raised by me in one hand, and I said that he was going to die. He should honestly die. This is my duty."

In the quietest palace of the palace, a cold voice resounded like autumn.

"If this is the duty, why don't you dare to see him at the National College of Education?"

The pope's voice also rang.

"Why didn't I dare to see him? I just didn't want to. He couldn't think about it because of those stupid things. After seeing me, he said something inappropriate and made me angry."

Shangxing Zhou is now not as ordinary as it was in the past two decades, still wearing a robe, but no one will treat him as an ordinary middle-aged Taoist.

He was covered with black hair, and occasionally he could see a touch of frost, his face was beautiful, and his skin was as smooth as a newborn child, his expression was calm and indifferent, his elegant and heart-wrenching, he was obviously older than the Pope, but look He is still extremely young, and his body seems to be full of endless energy.

The Pope looked at him calmly and said, "Really? Then Brother, what are you doing to see me? Are you afraid that I will make you angry by saying something inappropriate?"

Shang Xingzhou said: "I'm here to see you, I want to discuss the things I teach."

The pope said, "That rod?"

The firm said: "Not bad."

The Pope determined what he meant and asked after a moment of silence: "Why?"

Business firm Zhou said calmly: "Tianhai is dead, why should he be kept?"

The Pope slowly shook his head and said, "He has read 3,000 Dao Zang since his childhood, and he has a very good talent for cultivation, and his character is impeccable."

The business firm Zhou quietly looked at him and said: "Brother, you should be very clear that the inheritance of the state religion has nothing to do with talent, otherwise why would it be your turn to succeed?"

The most important consideration for the inheritance of the state religion is how to make the state religion last for generations. It is indeed not related to the talents of the candidates, but only related to interests.

When the divorce chose the next generation of Popes, the realm of the realm was superior, and the ambition of the firm was far superior to the business boat. It was because of this consideration that it actively withdrew from the competition.

This was the case thousands of years ago, and it was the case that year. How can exceptions be made now?

Thinking of the past, the Pope was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "His blood is obviously from the family of the survivors."

Since we are not talking about talent and Dao Xin, but only about benefits, we will focus on this.

"Yes, I once promised that monk, as long as the major event was successful, Chen Changsheng as the representative of the survivors, succeeding the pope, they gave up the fight for the throne."

The business firm said with a blank expression: "But that night, Tianhai smashed his mind and destroyed the passage that the survivors took hundreds of years to open. Even if they had the true inheritance of the Holy Light Continent, they wanted to break the crystal again. Wall, it will take at least several decades. If so, why should I keep my promise and let the useless little guy be the pope?"

Listening to this, the Pope’s expression did not change, and asked indifferently: "Who do you want to be Pope?"

Shangxing Zhou did not speak and clapped his palms.

Clear applause echoed in the quiet palace.

A moment later, with a very soft footstep, a girl came in from outside the hall.

That night, the girl appeared before Tianshuling.

She was very delicate, very delicate, very cute, but she could not hide the extravagance and arrogance between her eyebrows.

The wine poem, one of the young and mysterious six giants of the State Education, even Tianhai Shenghou has an unusual attitude towards her.

The Pope watched her appear, and did not seem to be surprised. He asked, "Are you sure you must be the Pope?"

Mu Jiu poem said with a smile: "I am a very calm person. I don't have the confidence to compete with Xu Yourong in the hearts of Nan people, so I won't go to Nan Xi Zhai to be a saint."

She smiled very freely and was very proud and domineering.

"But Chen Changsheng is nothing. Why should I make him a pope?"

His Majesty the Pope looked at her with a smile, without speaking.

The smile of Mu Ji poetry is deeper, unlike the smile that a girl of her age should have.

What she said was deeper, like the handwriting engraved on the wood, which was definitely not something that should be given to His Majesty the Pope.

"Don't you say... you're going to die?" She looked at His Majesty the Pope and said with a smile: "Even if you don't want me to be Pope now, there is no way to stop it after death. Why not just do it now, I will teach in the future After Zong, feeling your kindness will naturally give Chen Changsheng a living path."

That night, in front of the Tianshu Mausoleum, the Queen of Heaven and Sea asked the Pope the reason. The reason given by the Pope was very clear-he was old and was going to die.

This should be a fact, but these words said in the poems of wine are no longer direct, but rude.

Shangxing Zhou raised her hand, motioned her not to speak anymore, and said to the Pope, "I have done one of the two things I will do in the rest of my life."

What is said here is naturally the death of the Heavenly Queen.

"The second thing I want to do, brother, you know very well, that is to eliminate the demons and complete the legacy of His Majesty Taizong. You also agree to this, and then you will join hands with me in this matter. You know more clearly and think To eliminate the Demon Race, we need to unite all the forces that can be united. His Majesty Taizong completed the alliance between the Demon Race and the Human Race. Tianhai and you made a merger between the North and the South, and then naturally it was the turn of the East and West. So many years ago, you She started to cultivate pastoral poetry. When she was five years old, she left the position of Archbishop of Xuanwen Temple to her, so why can't she be allowed to be a pope?"

The Pope wants to say something.

Shang Xingzhou said: "I know that there has never been an old example of a woman serving as a pope, but when you could support Tianhai ascending to the throne of Emperor Zhou, you should be able to support her. Brother, don’t forget, she represents the whole In Daxizhou, the position of an archbishop of the Xuanwen Hall is not enough. We must pay more to see the era of true unification of the human race."

The Pope was silent for a long time, put on the crown of God, put on the robe, and walked towards the stone wall deep in the temple.

The stone walls gradually separated, and the holy light burst out from the inside, shining on the face of Mu Ji poetry, the smile was so proud.

Shangxing Zhou glanced at her.

Mu Jiu poem stepped forward, holding the pope's arm.

The pope stopped and looked at her.

She looked back with a sweet smile, not meant to let go.

The Pope said nothing and walked towards the stone wall.

There is the main hall of light.

Hundreds of bishops waited quietly in the temple.

Tens of thousands of priests, teachers, students and cavalry are waiting outside the hall.

The pope reached the brightest place.

Pastoral poetry stood beside him.

Seeing this scene, many great figures of Chinese religion, including Eucalyptus Lin and Zhuang Zhihuan, showed shocked expressions on their faces.

Mao Qiuyu stood quietly at the forefront, his expression unchanged.

The Pope looked at the crowd and said, "I have something to announce."

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