The dome of Angel God Temple is flowing with light golden light all year round, and the runes wind upward along the stone wall, like a series of solidified stars.
Qian Renxue sat cross-legged on the white jade futon directly under the statue of the god, with the angel mark between his eyebrows burning hot.
She was in the fifth stage of breath adjustment. Her spiritual thoughts sank deep into the inheritance, slowly traveling along the golden veins of divine patterns, warming her increasingly condensed soul.
According to the past rhythm of the divine examination, the next step is to temper Angel Holy Sword and purify Far North of evil spirits.
But the moment her divine thoughts touched the core lines, a brand new oracle crashed into her soul without any warning.
The golden light is bright, majestic and majestic, with Angel God's unique and unquestionable sense of oppression.
[Get close to Tang San, gain his trust, lead him to step into Angel Forbidden Ground, and use the original holy light to purify the evil power of Asura in his body.]
Qian Renxue suddenly opened his eyes, and for the first time, clear astonishment appeared in his golden eyes.
No.
So wrong.
She clenched her fingertips subconsciously, and her body trembled from the exertion.
The Angel God lineage has been passed down since ancient times and has always regarded itself as arrogant and holy. It regards Asura, Rakshasa and other divine powers as filthy and evil spirits.
In previous divine examinations, there have always been only three options for treating this inheritor: "Kill", "expell" and "purify", and there has never been any talk of "taking the initiative to approach and gain trust".
What's more, who is Tang San?
He is the son of Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao, the most wanted criminal by the Spirit Hall for many years, and the enemy who personally destroyed the Spirit Hall Heaven Dou branch and killed several elders.
Moreover, he is the son of her father-killing enemy. Both in public and private matters, she and he should be constant enemies.
How could the ancestral god issue such an order that was almost a "show of goodwill"?
Doubt is like a tiny pebble thrown into the calm lake of the heart, creating ripples in circles.
But as soon as the idea came up, she suppressed it forcefully.
Impossible.
She said to herself in her heart.
Angel God is the ancestral god of the Qian Clan lineage, and has been the belief of the Spirit Hall for thousands of years. There has never been a single mistake in the inheritance of the divine test.
Ever since she awakened from Angel Martial Soul and Qian Daoliu when she was six years old, she has been told that God's will is always correct and God's layout is always far-reaching, which is beyond her current realm.
Perhaps her vision is too shallow and she cannot understand the profound meaning of the ancestor god.
Perhaps this method of purification requires close contact and trust as a guide to completely eradicate the evil power of Asura.
She convinced herself in this way, closed her eyes, and tried to sink into the state of breath control again.
But the sense of dissonance in that oracle was like a thin thorn piercing into the soul, lingering.
She couldn't help but start reviewing the past divine tests.
The first level, traveling through the Angel Stairway, Xue Ye illusion;
The second level is God's examination of the heart and self-examination;
The fourth level, Qian Xunji and shoe print intention,
Every assessment directly points to the character and strength that "Angel Inheritance person" should have, upright, aboveboard,
There has never been such a "roundabout" test question that hides calculations and requires deliberate approach.
This is not like Angel God's behavior.
Once this idea takes root, it can no longer be suppressed.
Qian Renxue frowned even more tightly, and his spiritual thoughts subconsciously spread out, spreading along the restrictions of the temple, trying to capture more breath to confirm his conjecture.
At this moment, an extremely faint but extremely pure breath of light drifted into her perception along the wind.
Coming from outside Spirit City, southwest.
The breath is very weak, but it carries a sense of warmth that has the same origin as Angel Divine Power but is completely different.
There is no superiority of Angel God, no majestic oppression of inheritance, only pure and peaceful holy light.
It's him.
In Qian Renxue's mind, the white feather with burn marks flashed instantly.
The young man with white hair and a mark on his eyebrows flashed past.
Back then, when Heaven Dou City sensed this breath, Angel Martial Soul in her body trembled uncontrollably, as if she had met the other half whose origins were attracted to her.
But at this moment, when she had doubts about the divine candidates, this bright aura from the same source suddenly became particularly dazzling.
A series of questions came up, making Qian Renxue's mind slightly confused.
She thought of those years when Heaven Dou was lurking.
She pretended to be Xue Qinghe and calculated every step for more than ten years. She thought she had everything under control, but in the end she fell short.
At that time, she felt that she was not strong enough and that Tang San was just too lucky.
But looking back now, every step she took and every key decision she made seemed to have the faint shadow of Shen Kao's will behind it.
She chose to lurk in Heaven Dou because the divine examination reminded her to "accumulate secular authority and help inheritance."
She chose to recruit talents and suppress dissidents because the Divine Examination reminded her to "build a foundation of faith and strengthen the momentum of light."
She always thought that those were her own ambitions and judgments.
But now that I think about it, did she want to do that, or did God want her to do that?
This thought was so terrifying that Qian Renxue was shaken all over, and the golden divine power all over his body was rippled with chaos.
She didn't dare to think about it any more.
Questioning the ancestors and questioning the Angel God Trial that has been passed down for thousands of years is a treason and a blasphemy against the faith.
She suddenly restrained her thoughts, closed her eyes, and pressed her fingertips firmly on the angel mark between her eyebrows.
There was a warm tremor from the brand, with an ancient and majestic aura, which seemed to comfort and warn.
The innate awe of the ancestors that came from deep within the soul instantly overcame all doubts.
It's because she thinks too much.
Qian Renxue said to himself in his heart.
It's just an assessment format that has never been seen before. She is suspicious here, which is really harmful to Angel Inheritance's state of mind.
The layout of the Ancestral God spans ten thousand years, and she can see through it with just Soul Douluo.
What she wants to do is never to question, but to execute.
Just like every time in the past twenty years.
Wherever the divine test points, she will go.
She took a deep breath, and the chaotic divine power around her gradually calmed down. The astonishment and doubt in her eyes were gradually replaced by her usual cold arrogance and determination.
Isn't it close to Tang San?
She has been able to lurk in the Heaven Dou Empire's throne for more than ten years. It's just a matter of time for a mere Tang San to gain his trust.
She wanted to see what was so special about this inheritor selected by Asura God that he was worthy of a divine test specially set by the ancestor god.
Qian Renxue stood up slowly,
When she reached the door of the palace, she paused slightly, turned her head and looked at the shelf in the corner of the palace.
There was a brocade box placed there, and in the box was the white feather with burn marks.
She was silent for two seconds, then finally withdrew her gaze, opened the door and walked out.
The doubt was forced back to the deepest part of her heart, like a seed buried under the thick ice.
She thought that as long as she didn't look at it or think about it, it wouldn't sprout.
What she doesn't know is that as long as there is the first crack, Ice Seal's faith will collapse sooner or later.
The morning light outside the palace was just right, and the golden sunlight shone on her body, stretching her figure very long.
Qian Renxue jumped up, turned into a golden stream of light, and swept towards the south of the city.
She flew in the direction guided by the oracle, towards the carefully arranged encounter.
She thought she was the chess player.
Little did she know that she herself was the chess piece placed on the chessboard.
The wind blew the morning light past the cornices of Spirit City, and the golden figure gradually faded away.
Angel God Statue stood quietly in the center of the temple, overlooking everything with compassion. There was no emotion in his stone eyes.