Chapter 724 The Return of the Gods 8
The original owner was still young and would only turn eighteen in a few days, but the seal of the Black Wind Valley had existed for thousands of years.
Since she joined the temple, the first time she heard about the Black Wind Valley was from Wan Chaolin. The Black Wind Valley seemed to be a taboo in the temple, and only a few high-level elders knew the secret.
Quan Jiu looked confused and asked curiously:
"Master, who is imprisoned in this Black Wind Valley? How come I have never heard of such a powerful person in the Sky Continent?"
Wan Chaolin wiped the blood from his mouth and swallowed a pill. His face turned a little more red.
"It's normal that you don't know. Back then, some died, some were injured, and those who managed to survive have now become a pile of bones after such a long time. This matter was originally a secret between the temple and the sect, and no one would deliberately leak it."
Although Quan Jiu still had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to show it too obviously.
"Master, let me use the Holy Light to heal you."
Unlike Liu Yao, the original body is good at healing.
Wan Chaolin did not refuse. After Quan Jiu finished casting the spell, the blood and energy surging in his chest subsided.
"Don't feel stressed on the day of divine prayer. Liu Yao's beast control skills are invaluable, and your healing skills are not bad either. They can save a life at a critical moment."
The original body had a cold personality and didn't talk much, but she was obedient to her master. She would complete the tasks assigned by Wan Chaolin with due diligence, even if it meant going through fire and water. Quan Jiu didn't want Wan Chaolin to see any flaws, so she just nodded and spoke in the tone of the original body.
"Disciple understands."
Wan Chaolin really didn't notice that the person inside the body had changed. He patted her shoulder like a kind elder:
"How does it feel to be home this time?"
Quan Jiu: "...very good."
Good for your mother.
She wished she could skin the old witch Wei alive and pull out her tendons.
Wan Chaolin: "Then I am relieved. You grew up in the temple and have no friends around you. Now you are finally reunited with your family. Take this time to catch up."
"Um."
Just as Quan Jiu was about to leave, Wan Chaolin spoke again.
"But Luan'er, don't be too obsessed with your emotions. You are the Holy Maiden of the Temple, and they are just ordinary people who don't know magic. Their lifespans are short, but you have hundreds of years. After all, we are not on the same path."
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It can be seen that the temple pays special attention to the day of prayer.
The entire temple is solemn and majestic, with the top and body of the tower all white. In the golden sunlight, it stands as majestically as an ancient Greek temple.
Quan Jiu was woken up early in the morning and had to burn incense and change clothes. It took him quite a while just to put on his clothes.
"Saint, we're here."
Entering the spacious altar, Quan Jiu found a seat to sit down. Just as he was about to cross his legs and take a nap, a maidservant nearby whispered a reminder to him.
"Saint, please pay attention to your image."
Quan Jiu was dazed by the warm sun: "Oh."
She has been busy these days, studying how to gain the favor of the god. But after studying for a long time, she found that there was no way to do it. This god must be sick, and there is no pattern in choosing people.
Since hard work is useless, she will just start to give up. She came here today just to try her luck.
She dozed off with her eyes closed when a beautiful red figure came towards her from a distance.
Liu Yao wore a light crimson gown with red gilded coral beads in her hair. Her attire was gorgeous, and with her beautiful face, her appearance astonished many people present.
Quan Jiu lazily leaned on the wooden chair and looked at the beauty, not knowing that Liu Yao was also looking at her.
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