The Path Toward Heaven

Jing Jiu turned around and walked back to the sacrificial hall, and sat down beside the priestess.

The starlight seemed to move along with him, and the sacrificial hall became brighter.

The water in the celadon bowl in front of the priestess exudes a shimmer, like glass that is about to freeze, and a few petals flutter slowly and irregularly.

The three girls suppressed their shock and uneasiness, and knelt down in front of her as instructed by the priestess.

The eyes of the priestess moved slowly over them, with deep and wise eyes, as if they could see through everything about them.

The three girls knew that the successor of the priestess would be born in the next moment, and they were nervous with different moods.

To their surprise, the priestess did not directly announce the candidate, but looked at Jing Jiu.

Jing Jiu asked Zhong Lizi, Are you sure you want to be a priestess?

Zhong Lizi understood the meaning hidden in his words, and couldn't control it anymore, raised his head and stared blankly into his eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

Jiang Yuxia and Huaxi also understood that the priestess had to listen to the boy in blue to choose the successor, and they also raised their heads in shock.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhong Lizi took a deep breath as if answering that question, stared at Jing Jiu and asked, Do you have to have a baby?

Jing Jiu didn't think about the meaning of this sentence, and replied casually, No.

Zhong Lizi's mind immediately relaxed, and his expression was like the melting ice in spring and the first flowers blooming, and said, Then I will do it.

No matter who you are, you must be the most remarkable person under this starry sky. If I want to follow you, I can only be qualified if I become a priestess, right?

The priestess smiled and said, That's it.

In fact, the successor of the priestess has already been decided.

It started from the moment Zhong Lizi decided to participate in the draft.

Jing Jiu just wanted to make a final confirmation so that she would not regret it in the future.

Zhong Lizi was mentally prepared, but he was still a little dazed when he heard what the priestess said, and he didn't reply for a while.

Huaxi is a very smart little girl, so she can naturally understand what the priestess meant, but she is also a little at a loss, wondering if it's that simple, looking at Zhong Lizi, she said enviously, Sister is really amazing.

On the contrary, Jiang Yuxia was the calmest and happiest person. He smiled at Zhong Lizi and said, Congratulations.

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The inside of the sacrificial hall was very quiet, and the outside was also very quiet. Even the hundreds of thousands of people who had been carnival on the grassland all day remained silent, quietly watching the magnificent building not far away, waiting for the final result.

A bishop came out of the sacrificial hall, holding a scroll with spar as a shaft and gold as cloth in both hands, and slowly unfolded it.

Seeing this scene, the crowd gradually became agitated, and soon calmed down again.

The dignitaries headed by the chief executive and the base director stood on the square outside the sacrificial hall, leading the ocean-like crowd behind them to listen quietly to the priestess' orders.

When people heard the name that was no longer unfamiliar, they still couldn't help being shocked. Is it really her?

Finally, a priestess appeared in the underground block!

After a moment of shock, cheers soared into the sky.

The chief executive and other big figures applauded one after another. Mr. Xia standing in the corner remained expressionless, but his clapping movements were obviously a little stiff.

The Patriarch of the Mo family stood further away, holding his daughter who was still crying in his arms, his face was gloomy, but there was some hesitation in the depths of his eyes.

Several battleships that had already left the surface and came to the edge of the atmosphere shot out beams of light at the same time, and then kept flashing, celebrating according to the etiquette of the ancient battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, countless fireworks shot out from all over the surface, illuminating the night and day, and people began to revel again.

Except for the surface, fireworks are strictly prohibited in the rest of the underground living areas, but today the enthusiasm of the people cannot be stopped. Even though the police department has stepped up management, there are still fireworks emerging from those steel cliffs from time to time.

Most of the blocks of Shouer City are exposed to the sky, so naturally they don't care, fireworks can be seen everywhere, and at the highest point, they are even close to the height of the crustal mountains.

The cafeteria of Xinshi College broke out, and all the tables and chairs fell to the ground. Many male students summoned their classmates to go to the living department to buy some drinks.

The director of the student office who was in charge of discipline was very annoyed and went to the principal for advice. The fat headmaster kept wiping his sweat with a handkerchief, waved his hands impatiently, and scolded: What do you care when you're so happy! What do you mean!

The girl named Lu Shuiqian left the campus at some point, and walked along the path between the lawns towards the woods. Her back was extremely lonely and desolate. Looking at the direction she was going, could it be...she is also a child living in an underground street?

The underground block called Minsheng has turned into a sea of ​​jubilation. The owner of the game hall generously announced that all Internet access is free today. The owner of the barbecue stall was carried by the crowd to another block. The food left on the stall naturally became a delicacy shared by everyone. A few middle-aged men who rarely left the apartment building stood at the oven and kept greeting neighbors.

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On the entire planet, only the terrace behind the sacrificial hall is quiet at this time.

Jing Jiu stood by the railing of the balcony, watching the fireworks that soared into the sky on the grassland from time to time, his face was illuminated from time to time, without any emotion.

He was not surprised by this result. Zhong Lizi's participation in the selection of priestesses was guided by the Bishop of Shou Er City, and the reason why the bishop did this... Naturally, it was because Zhong Lizi was someone close to him, and the priestess would naturally choose her as his successor.

The fireworks on the grassland suddenly became denser, the beam of light cast by the battleship flickered more intensely, and the cheers from the main entrance of the sacrificial hall rose into the sky.

Presumably at this time, Zhong Lizi was on the high stone steps, accepting the salutes of those big shots and the people.

The priestess walked to the terrace, not daring to stand shoulder to shoulder with him, she was half a step behind, and said softly: I chose her because she is the closest to you, and she is different when you think about it.

Jing Jiu said, Now do you think differently?

That child's talent is too ordinary. Whether it's cultivation or study, in the past few days following you, even if she has made rapid progress, she is not too outstanding, at least not as good as that child Jiang Yuxia. The priestess said in a more humble voice, I dare not doubt your vision, but she is indeed very ordinary.

Jing Jiu looked at the fireworks in the night sky, and thought that no matter which firework was brighter or more beautiful, it was just a firework after all, so why bother about it.

The priestess continued: The sacrificial hall checked carefully a few days ago, and she has no blood relationship with the chairman of Xuanyu Company.

Jing Jiu said, Yes.

Now that she is my heir, it doesn't matter if she is exposed, but my doubts still linger.

The priestess said: Whether it is appearance, bearing, temperament, or qualifications, she is very ordinary. Her biological parents have no stories, but you are willing to perform miracles on her body and cure her illness... Why is that?

Jing Jiu turned around, looked at her and said, She is indeed very ordinary, so what does it matter?

The priestess thought she understood what he meant, and said with emotion: Yes, if you are a real genius, you don't need God's guidance.

Jing Jiu said, No, I just happened to meet her in this world, whether she is a genius or an ordinary person, I don't care.

The priestess thought she understood what he wanted to say, smiled slightly, and retreated.

Yes, God doesn't need to care about these things.

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The fireworks were too dazzling. After the lights from the warships passed through the atmosphere, they mixed with the miasma of the carnival on the grassland, making it even more turbid.

Jing Jiu didn't like those warships, nor did he like this feeling, so he turned and left the terrace.

The two girls, Jiang Yuxia and Huaxi, have been kneeling in the apse. They failed to become the successors of the priestesses, but they will have corresponding functions in the final list. The entire sacrificial hall was busy at this time, no one cared about them, they could only stare blankly at the clear water petals in the celadon bowl, seeing him walking back at this moment, they couldn't help getting nervous.

A young man who can decide who the priestess belongs to is naturally not an ordinary person, and must even be more powerful than all the big figures on this planet.

Who is he? Huaxi didn't dare to ask. Jiang Yuxia finally let go of the priestess's heavy responsibility for more than ten years today, and she also gained a lot of courage after relaxing. Looking at him, she said seriously: Hello.

Jing Jiu ignored her.

Jiang and Xia had experience before, so they didn't feel frustrated, and continued, We met a few times at Stargate University.

Of course Jing Jiu remembered who she was, but because of Bai Zao's experience, he had already made a decision the day they met on the lawn, no matter what the situation was, he would never say a word to this black-haired girl.

The room became very quiet, and the sound of fireworks kept coming from the terrace.

Huaxi gave Jiang Yuxia a sympathetic look, stepped forward and took her hand, and gave her a slight squeeze to express comfort.

The sound of fireworks on the grassland gradually becomes sparse until it disappears, as if the excitement is far away from the world.

The battleship returned to space, and the dignitaries who came to participate in the celebration returned to their manors and mansions by aircraft, and the carnival crowd gradually dispersed.

The whole world finally became truly quiet, and the priestess returned to the apse with Zhong Lizi.

There was no trace of excitement on Zhong Lizi's face, only exhaustion and bewilderment.

Suddenly changing from a poor girl in an underground street to the most respected person on this planet, no matter who it is, it takes time to digest this kind of mental shock.

Seeing Jing Jiu, her eyes became much brighter. Just when she was about to say something to him, hurried footsteps came from outside the gray curtain.

A figure appeared on the gray curtain, and then a voice sounded: There are some problems outside the sacrificial hall.

The person who came was the bishop who guarded the second city and the most trusted subordinate of the priestess.

There was a night breeze coming from the balcony, bringing a little coolness, and the hall became extremely quiet.

Everyone understands the meaning of his words.

The new priestess has just been elected, and someone wants to make a mess?

Who on this planet dares to disrespect the priestess?

There was a look of fear in Huaxi's eyes, Jiang Yuxia held her in his arms and patted her on the back.

Zhong Lizi looked at Jing Jiu, hesitant to speak.

At this moment, they saw a scene that they had never expected.

The priestess saluted Jing Jiu earnestly, and said with the most humble attitude: The world is stupid, please take pity on me.

Jing Jiu said, I will kill a few less.

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(The dialogue between the priestess and Jing Jiu is to answer some readers' puzzles. In addition, I would like to say hello to the heavenly mother.)