novelaction Chapter 229: Transformed into a Hypocritical High Priest Who Covets the Godhead of Light (13)
Chapter 229: Transformed into a Hypocritical High Priest Who Covets the Godhead of Light (13)
On the day of the selection, Qi Heng received the list of Holy Son selections from John. He was quite surprised when he saw a name at the top of the list.
Dawn?
The human body of the Dark God comes to participate in the selection of the Son of Light in the Temple?
Although Qi Heng had wanted Liming to be the Son of God before, he now thinks it is impossible.
The Dark God's human body naturally rejects light energy. Although it is a light body, its affinity with light energy is almost zero. Dawn cannot pass the last level by himself...
If you are chosen, you will have to kneel down and worship the statue of your mortal enemy every day... It would be fine if you don't awaken, but if you awaken and think back to this experience in the human world...
Anyone who knows...will be killed by the Dark God, right?
Qi Heng shuddered.
He should just be here for fun, Qi Heng thought uncertainly.
The shoulder was tapped, and Bishop John walked over with a smile, script in hand.
In the sunlight, his short golden hair and sea-blue eyes made him look like a priest covered in holy light.
"You are about to go on stage. Why are you daydreaming? How are you reciting the script?"
The smile on Qi Heng's face froze, and he gradually
"I...I'll try my best."
John admired what Qi Heng was wearing today. The pure white robe with gold edges was supposed to be holy and inviolable, but Qi Heng made it look sexy.
With some idea in mind, John asked his servants to send him clothes that would show off his figure.
But now, John suddenly felt a little regretful. Such a beautiful sight... should have been shown to the High Priest alone in the bedroom, not in front of everyone.
John was disturbed by the vague gazes he received from all around him, and he felt as if the treasure he had discovered was being targeted by other guys, which made him unhappy.
He took Qi Heng to a corner to review the script and slightly turned sideways to block the dense sight lines behind him.
With John's help in reviewing the manuscript, Qi Heng's heart, which was a little nervous about going on stage, calmed down a lot.
He has never been a host...
As John was the main person in charge, he first went on stage and spoke some encouraging words, easily raising the atmosphere to the highest level.
Qi Heng admitted that John's status as bishop was well deserved and that the young man was indeed capable of serving as a bishop.
After the enthusiastic applause, John walked to the podium in front of all the candidates for the Holy Son or Holy Maiden and stretched out his hand as if to welcome the female guest.
Qi Heng hesitated for only a moment about the hand in front of him, then he gritted his teeth and reached out to it, only to be held tightly.
John canceled the amplification magic and said, "Dear High Priest, this is your first time officiating. Please don't be nervous."
"Thank you."
Among the candidates for the Holy Son, only Liming was not on the podium the whole time. He was wandering around looking for something.
It was not until Ashe, with his arms folded and silent, appeared in his sight that Liming's eyes lit up.
The man had long straight hair half tied up and was wearing a pure white waiter's uniform. His profile looked sacred and noble.
He had a high nose bridge and excellent bone structure, and his snake-like golden vertical pupils were staring at the platform with no discernible emotion.
Li Ming was happy, happy that Ashe was living well in the temple and not suffering.
"Ashe!! I finally found you!"
Ashe struggled to divert his gaze from Qi Heng's body, and was stunned when he saw the boy in front of him.
"Xiao...Xiao Li?!"
"it's me."
Ashe circled Liming twice to make sure he was okay, then asked calmly, "You and your parents disappeared suddenly. I looked for you for a long time... Where are your parents? Are they okay?"
Liming lowered her eyes and mustered up the courage to tell Ashe the truth.
The news was enough to shock Ashe.
My parents were captured by the Dark God's followers and used as sacrifices. Now their whereabouts are unknown and their lives or deaths are unknown...
"Xiao Li, let's go to a place with fewer people and talk slowly."
Seeing that the progress on the stage was going smoothly, Qi Heng gradually became relaxed from being nervous, and Ashe completely withdrew his attention.
Li Ming's entire attention was on Ashe, which resulted in him not even noticing Qi Heng who had just come on stage.
Dawn told Asher everything about how she was rescued from the Black Forest by the masked man and how she returned to Victoria.
The masked man is a follower of the Dark God, and he is also the guy who bought Asher at the auction.
"How is it possible...Xiao Li, are you sure you are right?"
Ashe rubbed the boy's head. According to Liming, the masked man was Uncle Qi. But Uncle was on the list of the high priest of the Temple of Light, so how could he be a believer of the God of Darkness?
They are clearly two completely opposite sides with completely unrelated identities.
Ashe didn't believe that his uncle was a follower of the Dark God.
“Ashe, you suddenly disappeared at the auction, where did the masked man take you?
How did you get into the temple, and who sent you here?"
Leon Lai has a bit of a brother complex, and the two are not real brothers.
In the original world, many readers were crazy about the CP of the human body of the light god and the human body of the dark god. It was a relationship that was destined to never be together. The sense of fate was full, okay? ?
Ashe pretended to be confused. He subconsciously wanted to cover up the fact that the masked man Xiao Li mentioned was his uncle.
“I don’t know. When I woke up, I was already in the temple… The priest took pity on me and accepted me as his student.
Sorry, Xiao Li, I can’t give you any useful information.”
Liming shook his head hurriedly, "It's okay, so it was the high priest who brought me into the temple?"
“…Well, I don’t know.”
Ashe was a little absent-minded, his mind was in a mess. On the one hand, he was worried about his missing parents and was glad that Xiao Li was safe. On the other hand, he was doubting Uncle Qi's true identity.
It was as if a fog was tightly wrapped around the truth of the incident, and Ashe had a bad feeling about that truth...
He needs to go to Qi Heng's room, at least to dispel the suspicion that Qi Heng is a follower of the Dark God.
The selection of hosts went relatively smoothly. The first round was a written test to eliminate those with poor handwriting and inadequate basic knowledge. One third of the candidates were eliminated on the first day.
Outside the temple, things became busy again, with carriages hurrying by, and occasionally one could hear children mumbling words like "It was only one point difference... Why should people be eliminated even if their handwriting is ugly?"
On the second day, Qi Heng was in charge of the saint assessment. The enthusiasm of the little girls made Qi Heng laugh and feel helpless.
As for the bold confessions of some of the candidate saints, they were all politely rejected by Qi Heng.
He likes people of the opposite sex who are not too far apart in age.
As for the girls who are about the same age as his daughter Zhiruan, Qi Heng would subconsciously treat them as children.
The candidate saints sighed.
As the saying goes, the less you can get, the more motivated you are. Now the candidate saints are participating in the selection even more enthusiastically.
There were several very outstanding youngsters among the saints. At first, Qi Heng would pretend to pass by and stop to take a look at their test papers.
Until I discovered that every little girl whose test paper was checked would be so nervous that her hands would tremble.
Qi Heng realized that the students might be a little afraid of the examiner? He simply returned to the podium and sat upright.
The second round was hosted by Qi Heng, who tested the physical strength limits and light-related talents of each candidate saint son or saint daughter.
The last factor in the second round is appearance. No major flaws are allowed, and at least the candidate should not be offensive at first glance.
Qi Heng barely eliminated anyone, except those with decent facial features.
As a saint, she will often leave the temple to serve as a so-called "diplomat".
Therefore, the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter are the external images of the temple, and there are absolutely strict requirements on their appearance.
Anyway, the final selection power lies in the hands of Bishop John, and having more candidates approved will allow him to take his time in making the decision.
Qi Heng was very busy, and on the third day he heard that something had happened in the selection of the Holy Son.
The young master of the Duke's Mansion had a fight with several candidate saints.
John had something urgent to do and would not be in the temple in the afternoon. Now that something had happened with the Son of God, Qi Heng had to deal with it.
The testing place for the candidate Son of God was in chaos. Several temple believers who were responsible for recording the data stood there at a loss, until they saw Qi Heng one by one, and then they felt like they had found a life-saving straw.
"What happened? You're causing trouble here before the test is over. You don't want to participate anymore, right?"
After Qi Heng finished speaking, he looked at Liming and the other candidate saints in silence, his thin lips tightly pursed, silently exuding a sense of oppression.
With the original owner's face, he could still intimidate people even if he just kept a cold face and didn't say anything.
Liming was not convinced. "Hey, can you please understand? It was these guys who started talking about the temple attendant behind his back. You know the guy next to the high priest? They said he looked like a follower of the Dark God. What a bunch of bastards who slandered people with empty words!!!"
Several candidates for the Holy Son had already become quails, and the Duke's family could not afford to offend them.
If we had known that the guy with snake eyes was backed by the Duke's Mansion, we wouldn't have dared to say anything even if we had ten times the courage.
From Qi Heng's perspective, it seemed like Liming was unilaterally bullying that group of people.
"You are right, we should not criticize the temple servants.
I punish you to copy the new temple rules ten times, and hand them in to me for inspection."
"No! There are more than fifty pages of new rules, and it is impossible to copy them all, Master Priest! Dear priest, please forgive us!"
That group of quails, no alternative, the Son of God wanted to hug Qi Heng's thighs and beg for mercy.