If you reincarnate into a saint, I will do it right away

Seeing the girl's depressed look, the high priest sighed, put his hand on the girl's head and touched it.

In fact, she had wanted to do this for a long time. After all, the girl's appearance was too top-notch, and she still looked depressed and scared, which was in sharp contrast to her noble appearance, making her look quite cute.

It's just that she didn't take action because of her status difference before, but now she really can't help it, not to mention that she also needs comfort now.

The high priest said softly: "It's okay, the resurrection ceremony is to summon the scattered souls of the Frost Emperor to one place, and then merge them into the divine body, thus reappearing the Frost Emperor's complete soul.

But this is only a theoretical situation. We don’t know what specific errors will occur and whether actual development will proceed in accordance with the theory. In fact, we have failed four times and only this fifth time was successful. "

The high priest stared into the girl's eyes and said: "Although you are just a remnant soul of His Majesty the Frost Emperor, you should be a more important one. After all, other remnant souls do not have such a clear self-awareness. What's more, you are the Frost Emperor after all. We can’t do anything bad to you, so you don’t need to be afraid, do you understand?”

The girl nodded weakly.

The high priest smiled, pondered for a while, and said: "It is said that the first high priest of our religion was given the surname 'Ling' because he was favored by Emperor Shuang, which is the same surname as Emperor Shuang. Since then, each generation of high priests has inherited this surname, so The Frost Emperor’s surname should be Ling, and as you are the incarnation of the Frost Emperor, you should call yourself Ling Shuang, how about that?”

"Ling Shuang..." the girl whispered, then nodded, "Okay, then my name will be Ling Shuang."

The high priest continued: "As for your identity, you are really not suitable to appear directly in front of the church as the Frost Emperor now, then... you can be my spiritual saint, and your status is the same as mine, although you have never had this before. It’s just a position, but it’s just a position without any specific duties. I will be responsible for external rhetoric.”

"Okay, it all depends on the arrangement of the high priest." Ling Shuang nodded and responded.

It can be said that she is completely impressed by the high priest now. Although the high priest looks only in his 20s, she has a convincing charm. He not only judged her situation from a few words, but also did not blame her for it. On the contrary, she took great care of her emotions.

For Ling Shuang, she had inexplicably arrived in a place she was unfamiliar with, and naturally felt infinite fear in her heart. The high priest was like a gentle and reliable elder, so it was understandable that Ling Shuang would trust her.

But she still had some thoughts of her own in her heart: "High Priest, if I...if I want to go back...can I?"

The high priest frowned when he heard this: "Go back? Where are you going back?"

Ling Shuang said weakly: "Go back to... my own world..."

The high priest shook his head: "It's impossible. Not to mention that we can't do the same thing a second time. Even if we can, you can't go back."

Although she was well prepared, Ling Shuang was still extremely disappointed and asked without giving up: "Why?"

The high priest replied: "Because the so-called world of your own does not exist at all."

Ling Shuang was shocked: "How is it possible! I have real memories, how is it possible that that world does not exist? Then where did I come from?"

The high priest said: "Then do you still remember the appearance and name of your parents and sister?"

Ling Shuang thought about it and found that she really couldn't remember it. She panicked and said, "This...this doesn't mean anything, right? It must be because of the influence of this world or this body that I can't remember it. It's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

The high priest said: "As a god, Frost Emperor's soul is very powerful and can be said to be immortal. Her body died without knowing what happened 500 years ago, but her soul is still not destroyed.

It was she who took the initiative to self-destruct her soul for unknown reasons and split it into countless residual souls. These remnant souls still retain some divinity. In order to protect and hide themselves, they automatically evolved a world bubble to wrap the fragile remnant souls, and then hid in unknown corners of the universe.

But these worlds are just projections of the real world, all generated by the soul power of the Frost Emperor, so they belong to the spiritual realm and do not belong to the material world at all. They only exist to cover up the fluctuations of their souls. "

Ling Shuang said: "Then why is my world so real? It has its own culture, history, complete development process, and ever-improving technology."

The high priest said: "Because you are a larger remnant soul, or even the main soul, so you contain more divinity, and the world you build is naturally very complete. As for the development context, since it is the projection of the main world, take the main world as the It is not difficult for the benchmark to perform its own independent deduction, but since it is a remnant soul, it will definitely not be able to copy the main world. There should be many situations in your world that violate logic and are difficult to explain."

Ling Shuang said: "This...isn't this because technology is not developed enough, so it cannot be explained? Then since I have inherited more divinity, why did I live so miserable in my previous life? Shouldn't the world revolve around me? "

The high priest sighed: "Because the Frost Emperor is a god who loves people, she has never had much interest in the position of god who dominates all living beings. She just shoulders the corresponding responsibilities. She has lamented more than once that she is still willing to be a god. Ordinary people live their lives in an ordinary way.”

Ling Shuang asked: "But how do you know these things about her soul?"

The high priest said: "Our spiritual sect has been working hard to trace and resurrect the Frost Emperor for 500 years. These are all deduced and pieced together by our ancestors based on various clues. They should be very different from the truth. Otherwise, how could we successfully hold the resurrection? Ritual? What’s more, gods can build a spiritual kingdom that is no different from reality. Every god will do this, so this is a well-known thing."

Ling Shuang said in a panic: "No... I don't believe it... These are just your speculations... I don't believe it..."

The high priest's face suddenly turned cold, and he released a trace of his aura, scolding: "Whether you believe it or not, you have no other way to go! No matter what you are in the past, present, and future, you are Ling Shuang! Yes! I am the Saint of the Spiritual Cult! I am the incarnation of the Frost Emperor! This is your unavoidable fate and responsibility, so don’t have any more unrealistic ideas!"

Ling Shuang felt the terrifying aura, as if a mountain was pressing down on her, leaving her breathless. Her body could not help but tremble slightly, and she could only say respectfully: "Yes... I understand..."

The high priest took back his breath and sighed: "I know it's hard for you to accept it now, but the matter has come to this, and there is no turning back. You don't need to think too much, just do what a saint should do."

Ling Shuang lowered her head and replied: "I understand, I will try my best to adapt."

The high priest nodded and said: "The other four priests should be arriving soon. They will definitely come to see you by then. You need to collect your emotions and put away your weakness as soon as possible, and maintain a certain degree of majesty and mystery when meeting them. I’ll help you with the rest.”

Ling Shuang was confused for a moment after hearing this, and then replied: "I understand, I will try to speak as little as possible."

The high priest said: "Not only that, you should also maintain a certain distance when facing other congregants in the future. After all, you are a saint."

Ling Shuang took a deep breath and replied firmly: "Yes! I will become a qualified saint!"

The high priest said "yes" with satisfaction, gave a few final words, and left the room.