Ding! System prompt: Obtain the title of Cardinal King Sak.

Wang Xiaofeng was completely stunned by the inexplicable smile of Saint Tus. He called out the system message and looked at the text version, checking word by word whether there were typos of more than a dozen words. Cardinal? "What is this?"

"The person who ruled the divine power in the Kingdom of Sak, the second-rank priest." The old librarian showed a kind smile on his lips, "The paper order of the saint brought out by His Highness from the temple, and he will appoint you as the Cardinal of the Kingdom of Sak, and control the divine power in one place."

A comrade digested the words for a while, and then asked, "How are the mentors and Dai Liannu and others now?"

"You can ask them in person," the old man waved his hand, the smile on his face gradually calmed down, and he returned to his usual calmness. "The little problem now is that you came back too early."

"It's too early?" Wang Xiaofeng was puzzled immediately, but since it was a small problem, it was okay. With his amazing sixth sense as a man and Octavian's scent, he obviously felt that his return had disturbed some of the old guys' plans. "Then I'll go back to die?"

"No, it's just a little trouble." The old man reached out and drew a white portal, "Follow me to the Holy Light City. Although your strength is a bit insufficient, I can protect you for the time being."

"Me," Wang Xiaofeng paused because he and Qiuyue made an appointment with Yao to go to the Magic Guild to wait for her, but at this time he was also worried about the title above. After thinking about it, Wang Xiaofeng still shook his head at the old man, "Can you wait for me for a while? I don't want to break the trust of others, especially my woman."

"Go." Although the words were a little harsh, the old man didn't say much, but waved his hand. "A quarter of an hour later, I'll wait for you at the church door."

Wang Xiaofeng smiled and said thank you, lowered his head and ran to the door of the Magic Guild. He always felt that the beautiful years he had originally planned were going to be ruined. Try to go and go back as early as possible, and let Qiuyue wait here for a while. He owe her too much, not more than once or twice.

I have to say that this is a relatively bachelor’s idea. Don’t accumulate too much of this idea, otherwise you will probably end up as a bachelor in the end.

"Are you coming out?" Wang Xiaofeng took her little hands and greeted her. Qiuyue smiled sweetly, envious of the professional passing people around her. Qiuyue smiled sweetly: "Are we going to upgrade?"

"Well, I suddenly have something to do." Wang Xiaofeng saw that her face was a little dark, and he leaned over and kissed her forehead apologetically, like an ordinary sweet lover. "Can you wait for me here? I'll come back as soon as possible."

"Yes." Qiuyue nodded gently, and the happiness and sweetness on her face melted the salty air of Jiyucheng.

Wearing tattered whiteboard equipment and holding the simplest wooden stick in his hand, Wang Xiaofeng was like an ascetic walking back from a distance, walking on the streets of the Holy Light City.

I don’t know if it was because his behavior of “resurrecting from the dead” was too miraculous. A few days ago, celebrating the great achievements of Bishop Suifeng, he erected a statue and stone tablet on the wall of the City of Holy Light. The powerful people of the Holy See and even the Pope once said that the mark of life that passed by the wind could not be found on the mainland. In the soul sacrifice to save the Saint Deliannu, the young and brave bishop had disappeared.

But this person who disappeared suddenly appeared before everyone. In the Holy Light City where the divine power worships the ruling thought, no one would consider anything but praise the goddess of light.

The mark of life disappeared and returned to the goddess's arms. This statement was actually a coincidence. After all, Wang Xiaofeng returned to the novice village protected by the goddess seal, completely separating the information from the outside world. It can be regarded as returning to the goddess' arms and recreating it once.

"Biography of Sufeng, please stop your pace."

An old call came from the crowd beside him. Wang Xiaofeng stopped as he said, and the Saint Tus, who was walking in front, also stood there.

The residents of the Holy Light City on the road immediately surrounded Wang Xiaofeng and surrounded him. An old man struggled to squeeze out the crowd, and his body staggered. Wang Xiaofeng hurried forward to support him.

"Thank you, Archbishop." The old man was the owner who asked him to stay just now. The old man was holding a brown porcelain jar in his hand, slowly opening the cloth that sealed the filling mouth. Someone respectfully handed over with a white porcelain bowl, while the old man carefully poured the water from the porcelain jar into the porcelain bowl, with only one bottom.

The man respectfully handed the porcelain bowl to Wang Xiaofeng. Wang Xiaofeng glanced at Old Tus, who just smiled but didn't say anything. Wang Xiaofeng nodded and thanked the old man who was delivering water here, and smiled and drank the mouthful of water.

The people around him cheered, making Wang Xiaofeng confused, but he still smiled and signaled to the surroundings. He handed the porcelain bowl with his hands to the fellow villager. After realizing it, he realized what ritual he had completed in a confused manner, but he didn't know the specific content.

Saint Tus waved, and the cheering crowd made way for the way forward, leading Wang Xiaofeng to continue walking forward.

Walking to a section of road where no one watched, Wang Xiaofeng stepped forward and asked, "What did I drink just now? Why do you think they look so happy?"

"Oh, that is the most precious thing for believers, and it is their noble recognition and courtesy for you." The old man explained calmly, his beard shook and added, "It is the spring water of the Spring of Light. There are only three drops of the spring water of the Spring of Light every day. You just drank them for a month."

What is the Light Spring? Wang Xiaofeng was a little confused, so the old man explained directly: "It was a spring, a tear that the goddess shed back then. It is your blessing to drink it."

Blessing? After drinking a woman's tears, Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but feel resentment. He thought it was a great medicine that would increase his attributes by at least a few dozen or hundreds of points. Forget it, he always had a good intention, thank you to the old man just now.

In front of me was another dense area formed by a believer. Wang Xiaofeng returned to his original dullness and indifference, with some fatigue between his eyebrows and eyes, but very kind...

The so-called trouble, when Wang Xiaofeng stood on the temple and saluted to the Pope sitting high, he was mentioned by the Holy Light Prisoner beside him.

"Biography Suifeng, oh Archbishop, it's a blessing for you to come back, and the goddess has not given up on us. But there is one thing, about your position."

"In fact, being able to become a local bishop is already a goddess who loves me," Wang Xiaofeng bit the 'local bishop' very hard, making the old man's beard tilted, but he continued to keep a smile. There was a bit of a hideous warning behind his smile, indicating that Wang Xiaofeng should not speak casually.

A comrade was immediately happy. Before a group of old men in the temple began to discuss, he spoke again: "But when I was reborn in front of the goddess, I promised her that I would dedicate my voice to the construction of the cause of light, and would not be afraid of any difficulties, nor would I slack off, I would not give up any believer who believes in light, and I would not blame any race that excludes light."

Who dares to say that he has not practiced this charlatan index for a while? The elders in the hall, including the pope sitting on the top of the sacred mountain, were all moved.

For some elderly people who have faith and rely on faith to support their spirit, Wang Xiaofeng's words are too heavy, which makes many old guys who are ready to attack hesitate.

"Praise the goddess and let such an excellent archbishop appear before us on the eve of the holy war," the Holy Light Prisoner blinked at him. The old guy was very satisfied with the performance of a comrade. "Although that's the case, you still need to complete a ceremony. Every bishop promoted to archbishop requires the permission of the Holy Dragon of Light, which is the rule set by the goddess. You now need to find the Holy Dragon of Light and obtain its recognition of you."

"yes……"

"Of course, before that," the judge's gesture made his words swallow, "because the Holy See's order has already announced the light world that you need to fulfill the obligations of the Cardinal Archbishop."

Hum? You can enjoy power while fulfilling your obligations, right? Wang Xiaofeng immediately understood the old man's arrangement and stood there and didn't know how to talk. The Pope suddenly spoke on the high seat, and a kind smile appeared on his face that was forever sealed.
Chapter completed!