The clean white walls, solemn curtains, glazed domes, golden doors and windows, bright red carpets are dotted with pink petals, and the clear spring water of the white jade square pond is surging with golden scales. A girl in a white sacrificial robe shivered barefoot in the solemn hall, her eyes are directed towards the two people entering the door, but no one comes forward to greet her.

Compared with this, the church in Yufeng City is not the same as the one in the same specification; especially the statue of the goddess carved by white jade in the center of the hall gave Wang Xiaofeng an illusion of entering the headquarters of the Holy See. He subconsciously glanced at the soles of his feet and looked at the big black footprints left on the red carpet, his expression was quite awkward.

The Holy See of Light did not operate business or taxes, but it could become the richest "transnational organization" on the Shuguang continent, relying on the donations and donations of countless believers. But to decorate the church like a palace in front of you, the clergy in Jiyu City either made a guest appearance in robbing the house or plundered the people's wealth...

He nodded deeply, probably because his mission this time was to check whether this church was corrupt.

A tall and thin man with gray hair but a bit of a charlatan turned out behind a curtain. The girls passing by bowed their heads and bowed, folded their hands on their chests, and respectfully performed manners. Norton Jones couldn't help but frowned. In his impression, there was no such manner in the church.

"Welcome, the sacrificial sacrifice from Yufeng City, the elegant and wise Apocalypse."

The man was wearing a black robe with a silver cross on his chest; even if Wang Xiaofeng had no idea about the tailor, he could see the extraordinary value of this silk robe.

The brief message above the head told Wang Xiaofeng that this is a priest in the church. He is responsible for presiding over the morning and evening prayers of the church on weekdays. He occasionally makes guest appearances for believers and prays for those who are dying. He is considered the most grassroots clergy, but he has prestige among believers.

Usually, priests do not appear in churches, but generally promote the glory of the goddess of light everywhere in the city.

"Hello," Wang Xiaofeng nodded slightly, saying hello politely, "I was commissioned by the mentor to come here to investigate Guangming's rebellion; I want to meet the highest clergy here."

The tall and thin priest's smile froze, but soon returned to his calm expression. "We have received the order from the Bishop and will do our best to assist you in your investigation. Young priests, please wait for a moment, our respected high priest is meeting guests."

Wang Xiaofeng nodded. I guess the high priest was meeting the imposing middle-aged man just now. He just met the middle-aged man in a hurry, and there was no other communication except for the praise and appreciation look.

The Holy See of Light has a church in each third-level main city, and each "provincial capital" has a cathedral. The highest priest of each cathedral is the bishop. Among the churches under its jurisdiction, the highest priest is the high priest.

The Holy See of Light was able to develop into an arbiter and ruler of the camp of Light, and its power system had long been matured and improved. From the legendary Holy See of Light, where the headquarters of the Holy See of Light was located to the cathedrals, churches, and the Holy See of the Holy See of Light were densely distributed throughout the Dawn Continent.

The power of the divine is above the power of the king.

Interns, sacrifices, knights, magicians, and army under the Holy See... These are not considered clergy at all. Clergy refers to the lowest level of the seventh-grade priest, and the Pope who is the "image spokesperson" of the Goddess of Light on earth, are all "believers" who serve the Goddess of Light.

Priests, assistant priests, high priests, bishops, archbishops, saints, popes, and strict ranks are the premise of order. They are quite similar to official positions in the kingdom, but a bishop's influence is significantly higher than that of the local administrative governor; and the army of light stationed in a cathedral is sufficient to set off uprisings.

He had never seen the high priest of Yufeng City, and he guessed that it would not be Amy, the Holy Light mentor, because the high priest in front of him was perfectly explaining the impact of age and qualifications on his position.

He saw the high priest in a quiet courtyard behind the bell tower, a simple and simple building with undecorated interiors, a lounge chair, a soft couch, a low table, and nothing else.

The snow-white hair and beard, wrinkled old face, and the turbid eyes narrowed slightly, as if they could no longer tell the face of others. A wide white linen robe covered the skinny bones. The eyes were slightly sunken, indicating that his life might not be long-lasting.

But Wang Xiaofeng could feel the obscure fluctuations from the old man's body, as if there was a pure holy light in front of him, emitting warm warmth at all times.

"This is our high priest," the priest bowed to the old man with a hint of humility on his face, "A respectable wise man. I believe you can feel the true meaning of the holy light, and I will go outside and wait for the call."

"Hello?" Wang Xiaofeng called out softly, worried that it would scare the old man to his or her myocardial infarction too loudly.

The old man sat with his eyes narrowed, without any reaction. If it weren't for his slightly trembling nose, Wang Xiaofeng would have thought the old man had already passed away...

"Great Sacrifice?" "Great Saint?" "Old Man?"...

"Hey!" Wang Xiaofeng shouted lightly, trying to scare the old man, but found that the old man was still lying quietly with his eyes squinted, without any reaction to the surrounding environment.

Vegetative? Or is there a plot? The middle-aged priest just now killed the high priest and blamed him? Wang Xiaofeng was shocked, and his fingers trembled and leaned towards the tip of the old man's nose... He exhaled gently, but fortunately, his breathing was even and long.

"Young man," the old voice suddenly rang out in the dense beard under his hands. Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help swallowing, "What are you doing?"

My arm trembled and almost hit the old man's face. I smiled awkwardly, slowly retracted my stiff arm and hid it behind me. There was a little smirk on my face, and I wanted to explain but didn't know how to speak. I couldn't tell the old man that I was kind enough to test whether you were still breathing.

The old man opened his eyes slightly wider and waved his hand with a smile, expressing his disregard for a certain comrade's rudeness just now. "Sacrifice, can you show me the books in your hand?"

Wang Xiaofeng was stunned, but looked at the old man with a plain face and unconsciously remembered the description of the magic study notes, "A man is innocent, but he is guilty of possessing a treasure." He shook his head gently, "I'm sorry, my tutor once solemnly explained not to let this book leave my palm."

I originally thought that the old man would show an angry expression, but I didn't expect that the old man still had the leisurely affectionate expression. He smiled and said, "This notes are too expensive and cannot be used to others, but it is reasonable. Young man, Saint Hu En is a great pioneer. If you can inherit his mantle, it must be the favor of the goddess."

He smiled and responded a few times. It was indeed the favor of the goddess, but the favor of the goddess of destiny. If there is no Goddess of Light, what is the matter?

"Sacrifice, you are here this time, probably not to visit me, a silly old man." The old man looked at Wang Xiaofeng with his turbid eyes, as if he wanted to imprint the appearance of this young man into his heart. "If you have anything to say, because of the affection that Teacher Hu En guided me back then, I will do my best to help his only successor."

Wang Xiaofeng couldn't help but smacked his tongue. What is the status of that old charlatan in the Holy See? Listening to these NPCs yelling "saints" one by one, would it be the holy son of the Holy See? It's not right, Old Man Hu En was taken over by the Goddess of Light and made a caring little cotton jacket. What is his figure...

"Yes, I received a task," Wang Xiaofeng considered the words. Since the high priest misunderstood that he was the disciple of the old charlatan, let the beautiful mistake continue. "The devil's challenge is imminent, but there is a bright rebellion in Jiyu City. I think you probably know these."

He had been observing the old man's expression, comparing the magnificent church and this simple wooden house, a little smart person could notice something strange.

Sure enough, the old priest sighed, with a little painful affection on his face. He slowly stood up with the wooden handle, walked to the window, squinted his eyes and looked out the window.

"Sir, is there really a rebellion in Jiyu City?" Wang Xiaofeng looked at the old man's back. For some reason, he felt a faint bleakness, as if he was sad in the twilight, and as if he was helpless regret...

"Go, I will ask the priest to help you investigate. Those children are just obsessed with for a moment, not a sin or a sin..." The old man's words became more and more low, and in the end Wang Xiaofeng was distracted from listening. The old man waved his hand, but issued an order to expel the guest; Wang Xiaofeng owed his body and exited the door.

Looking at the task list, which had only increased by 5% of the task, he felt that his task was not as simple as he imagined.

Norton, who was guarding outside the door, breathed a long sigh.

"Sacrifice," the smile on the priest's face showed kindness, "I believe that the teaching of the High Priest has benefited you a lot. Now, what do I need to do for you?"

Wang Xiaofeng looked at the smile of the priest in front of him with interest. Although the official position of the priest was very respectful to him under the task setting, he could still detect the slight contempt that the priest had hidden.

"I want to meet the Holy Light Master in the church. I don't know if it's convenient." "Of course, the bishop's order is to let us cooperate with your investigation, please."

Looking at the priest leading the way, Wang Xiaofeng pulled Norton a few steps behind and asked whispered: "Have you done what you just told you?" "It's done!" Norton nodded firmly.

"What expression did the priest come out of the house? Did you say anything?"

"Nothing said," Norton glanced at the priest who was raising his chest and raised his head to accept the salute of the girls around him, and whispered: "But there was a smile on his face, like a sneer, or like a sneer, no, it should be a normal smile." "What kind of smile is it?" "Yes, that's it..."

Wang Xiaofeng nodded in a clear way and pondered: "This is a sneer with a little helplessness, keep up." "My sneer said this incisively, hitting the nail on the head."

The priest in front took them back to the church hall. Looking at the white jade statue of the goddess of light placed in the center of the hall, he had to marvel at the wealth of the church here again. The priest pointed to the row of players lined up in front of a room near the gate and smiled: "The three priests are busy with their work, and I'm afraid they need to wait."

"It's okay, we can wait in line. Master Priest, if you are busy with affairs, you can ignore ours." "If you are not busy, you are not busy, we will do our best to help you succeed as soon as possible in the tasks assigned by the bishop's personal letter."
Chapter completed!