Fan Xian said, "It must be what your temple people said."
The old master shook his head and said, "This is what the Taoist said, but it is very in line with the true meaning of our temple." He regretted that "it’s a pity that the Taoist is bathed in divine grace, but God runs counter to it."
In Fan Xian’s heart, the Taoist master was really a big lie, making up a history of the wild and deceiving the world, and now he’s making up something about shepherds and sheep fooling the temple. The temple people still think it makes sense. The world is simply crazy.
Fan Xian asked, "Master, what did you want to see me about? Is it a ceremony? "
The old master looked at Fan Xian with compassion and kindness and said, "I want to protect you."
Fan Xian said, "Protect me? Do you look down on Haoran Hospital? "
The old master said, "A natural person dares to despise your holy land, but Mr. Thirteen, would you like to go back to the hospital? When Mr. Twelve meets the Taoist Lord, you will make a scene, and the Taoist Lord will ask Mr. Twelve for a statement. "
Fan Xian cold hum a silence, this is really the place where I worry, not that I am afraid of being punished by the teacher elder sister, but that I don’t want to make it difficult for the teacher elder sister to do it, so I temporarily hid in the south domain.
The old master said with a smile, "You can see from the criminal law of ten levels of hell in hell that the door is cruel and overbearing. They will not let you go in hell. I specially sent someone to invite Mr. Thirteen."
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Fan Xian asked doubtfully, "Why do you want to help me?"
The old master said with a full face of compassion, "The people of the same family in the western regions are deeply hurt by the tyranny of the door, but I will help Mr. Thirteen because of all kinds of charges of the glory of God Xuanguang, and I hope that no one will be poisoned by the door."
The old master got up slowly and said, "This courtyard is temporarily reserved for Mr. Thirteen to live in, but I can’t find it here temporarily."
The old master walked slowly towards the outside with a brand-new Bible.
Fan Xian turned and watched the old hall master give me a smile and said, "I saved money for staying in the inn." Fan Xian didn’t believe what the temple was, and he didn’t know it. !
When the old master walks out of the circular arch warehouse, he immediately supports the old master.
As they walked forward and left the warehouse, they asked, "What do you want to help Fan Xian, Master?"
The old master walked over and said, "There must be a World War I behind the temple and the gate, and the Taoist master and Mr. Twelve will cross paths."
Cang Zuo mused and said, "Is the master trying to win over Fan Xian and Haoran Courtyard to the door?"
"woo? I’d like Fan Xianneng to be hostile to the door, and it would be best if he could die in the hands of the door. "The old master said slowly.
Cang Zuo’s eyes flashed a cold light and said, "Master Tang, why don’t we frame the door!"
The old master immediately shook his head and said, "Don’t mess with the saints. The means are beyond your imagination."
Cang Zuo bowed his head honestly and said, "Yes!"
Three days later, the grand ceremony was held in Shenen City, and the sun rose like golden light all over Shenen City.
There are many holy cousins and representatives of major forces invited to watch the ceremony.
There is a towering temple in the temple, and a five-story high-rise building stands opposite the temple, which is exactly where guests attending the ceremony enter each floor according to their status.
Fan Xian is on the fifth floor with the fifth floor at the moment, and there are representatives of powerful forces in the south domain of the big country royal family, and so on. The floor walls are supported by crystal columns, and everyone can clearly see the scene outside when sitting.
Fan Xian sat next to the fence, holding a table, and putting dried fruits in his mouth.
In the courtyard, thousands of knights and bishops of Temples lined up neatly and solemnly.
Hum ~ A white light beam shoots straight from the temple, and the explosion is like a white canopy.
Several residents of Shenen City went out of their homes and knelt down to read the Bible devoutly, and the vast chanting resounded through the city.