Chapter 578 'High Priest, if my husband...'
Present world, Loulan.
The turmoil caused by the appearance of the Soldier Demon God and the Chiyou Sword has settled. Even the treasure transformed from a tear of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady - the incarnation of the Goddess's Tear - failed to defeat the Qin people! This incident dealt a fatal blow to the morale of the Loulan people. Zhang Liang, who was brought to the Western Regions by Tianxuan, began to write on this blank piece of paper.
The laws of the empire were transformed into notices posted everywhere in Loulan. Loulan's soldiers were disbanded and incorporated into the imperial army. Thousands of farmers were mobilized to dig canals to nourish the oasis where Loulan was located.
Under the bright sun, well-trained troops marched in various places in Loulan, their steps falling on the ground in a uniform manner. Occasionally, curious eyes were cast through the cracks in the doors and windows, looking at the troops moving back and forth, everything was on the right track.
Snapped!
Temple.
The grand hall dedicated to the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady has been occupied by the Empire. Suddenly, a clear sound rang out in the temple, which was particularly loud against the lonely atmosphere.
"Humph!"
Inside the temple, there was the High Priest of Loulan, who had a healthy wheat-like complexion and a petite figure, but no one dared to deny that within this petite body, there was great power. She received a slap on her pretty cheek, but there was no fear on her face. She still held her pretty face high, and her beautiful eyes were full of determination.
"Yan Fei, it's useless to hit me. Tian Xuanzi has been drawn into the time turbulence and has gone to an era that does not belong to him at all. Unless the goddess comes in person, no one can find him back. In my opinion, instead of taking it out on me, you might as well think carefully about whether you should remarry!"
In this grand temple, there stood several figures, each with their own unique charm, truly more beautiful than flowers. They were the former master of this temple, the prisoner of the high priest, and the Yan Fei, the Moon Goddess, the Great Sima, and the Young Sima, who had become the host. Ten days had passed since Tianxuan was sent to an era where he did not exist.
Although Tianxuan said before he left that he would be back in a month at most, this time Tianxuan disappeared not because of a battle with a strong enemy, nor because he went to a certain place, but because he was swept into the long river of time and space. Even though the four girls of the Yin-Yang family had confidence in Tianxuan, they still felt anxious as time went by and they did not see Tianxuan return.
The reason why Tianxuan was dragged into the long river of time and space, in addition to his own misbehavior, was because of Xiaoli and the high priest. The four women of the Yin-Yang family, who were in a bad mood, used the high priest as a punching bag without hesitation. Now, the high priest's body is covered with scars, and the purple patches fall on his healthy skin like wheat.
Despite all the abuse she endured, the Queen of Loulan, who was once famous but not powerful, still held her head high, her beautiful face full of determination. She knew that Yan Fei and others would not kill her, and she even mocked them with words.
As the high priest said this, his beautiful eyes, as clear as gemstones, were full of ridicule. But how could the four women of Yin Yang Family be bullied by a prisoner? As soon as the high priest finished speaking, a pure light flashed before his eyes, and the Moon God appeared in front of the high priest like lightning, tightly grasping the high priest's neck with her right hand.
Some of his power fell on the high priest's neck, causing blue veins to appear on his neck, his face became distorted, and he almost couldn't breathe.
"High Priest, don't forget your identity. Now, you are just a prisoner. If my husband doesn't come back, I guarantee that you will be the first to die!" Ice-cold words without even a hint of warmth came out of Moon God's mouth. After she finished speaking, Moon God loosened her five fingers and let go of the high priest who she had lifted into the air.
"Cough cough cough."
The high priest's power was imprisoned by Yin-Yang magic, and he was used as a punching bag by the four women of Yin-Yang family in the past few days. The moment he landed, he coughed rapidly, as if he was going to cough out all his internal organs.
"Sister," Yan Fei heard the words of the Moon God, looked down at the high priest squatting on the floor, curled her cherry lips, and said coldly, "She must not be the first to die! If my husband doesn't come back, I will kill all the Loulan people. I want her to see all the Loulan people die in front of her, and then send her off." "Okay." Yan Fei's proposal was immediately recognized by the Moon God. The eldest son Siming heard Yan Fei say this and also showed an eager look.
"One person does the work, one person takes the responsibility."
Although the high priest was not afraid of death, after hearing what Yan Fei and Yue Shen said, he still showed fear and retorted harshly.
"It was me who caused Tianxuanzi to be dragged into the turbulence of time and space. You want revenge, come after me. Besides, Tianxuanzi once said that as long as Loulan surrenders and helps him obtain the Soldier Demon God and the Chiyou Sword, he will not kill people. Now, do you want to break your promise?"
"First, the one who said this was my husband, not us." Yan Fei waved a white jade finger and corrected, "Second, what does it matter to us women if someone doesn't keep his word?"
The Moon Goddess took over the conversation tacitly, "Instead of arguing with us, you should pray to the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady you believe in for a blessing, so that your husband can return safely within a month!"
Brush and pull!
The high priest sensed that the patience of the Yin-Yang family witches in front of him was gradually running out. If Tianxuan failed to come back within a month, they would really do something crazy and slaughter all the Loulan people in front of her. Thinking of that tragic scene, even though the high priest prayed every moment these days for Tianxuan to arrive in a dangerous and unpredictable time and space where even humans did not exist yet, he still hoped that Tianxuan could come back.
The high priest, who was slumped on the ground, fell into silence. After a while, he dragged his aching body and walked step by step to the end of the temple. At the end of the temple, there was a jade statue of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, which was magnificent and seemed to be ready to fly away at any time. On the shrine in front of the statue, there were various tributes.
The Tears of the Goddess, the Chiyou Sword, and the Hongming Knife were also offered as tributes by Yan Fei and others and placed on the shrine.
The high priest walked to the shrine step by step, raised his head to gaze at the magnificent, flawless statue, with a dim light flickering in his eyes.
'Goddess, please bless the people of Loulan and let Tianxuanzi return as soon as possible!'
After staring at the statue of the Goddess of the Nine Heavens for a while, the high priest withdrew his gaze and prayed silently in his heart. While praying, the high priest himself felt it was absurd. He was obviously one of the people who wanted Tianxuan to die the most, but now he had to pray for him to come back safely.
Wow!
As the high priest prayed, the hall fell into silence. The four women of the Yin-Yang family personally came into contact with an incarnation of the goddess and acknowledged the existence of the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady. Tianxuan was trapped in the turbulence of time and space, and she didn't know where she was sent to. Such a situation was beyond their imagination. Although they were unwilling to pray to the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, they could only place their hopes on the Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady, a goddess whose existence had been confirmed.
An unknown amount of time had passed when suddenly there was a sound of rushing water in the temple, like a ray of light cutting through the darkness, causing everyone present to move.
(End of this chapter)