Chapter 645

Faintly, they felt that there was a shadow of the God of light on the lonely cloud.

This recognition set off a storm in their hearts.

Gu Yun was stunned for a moment without stopping. He walked all the way to the sacrificial platform. Qi Xiu was in front, and Ling Qingchen walked on the side of Gu Yun. In a voice that only two people could hear, he said: "the first Pope of Guangming Shinto is the descendant of the group of protoss who were broken into the mortal world thousands of years ago, so Guangming Shinto has always inherited the appearance of the temple."

Even if Gu Yun just hesitated for a moment, Ling Qingchen standing on her side caught it. Seeing that her eyes had been staying on the sacrificial platform, she easily guessed the reason.

As a newcomer to Guangming Shinto, he felt kind to the familiar buildings around him, but also disgusted from the bottom of his heart. There was nothing left for them except hatred.

Gu Yun can't help being surprised by Ling Qingchen's keen mind and insight. He can always easily see what she thinks.

The question that has been in his mind since he came to Guangming Shinto has finally been revealed at this moment, which makes Gu Yun care about another question, "since the protoss also lived in the mortal world thousands of years ago, why can't we find any descendants of the protoss now?" She asked in a low voice.

Thousands of years ago, when the three realms were first formed, the people who were exiled to the mortal world were involved in all seven families except one Shura family who was annihilated by the way of heaven. Today, this continent has become the territory of the human family.

More or less, several descendants of all ethnic groups still survive in the mortal world, and the protoss, except that she and Ling Qingchen fled from the divine world to the mortal world more than ten years ago, she has never seen a descendant left by the protoss people a thousand years ago.

Even though the protoss is not the strongest among the eight tribes, it will not be reduced to the point of total death, otherwise the protoss in the divine world will not reach their current status.

Ling Qingchen was silent for a moment before answering her question, "there is no place to pursue this answer."

Since the protoss in the world of mortals have disappeared, they have become a cloud in the past. Now there is no trace to trace the reason why they disappeared.

While they were talking, they had come to the statue of light, with a hundred steps behind them. It seemed long, but it was just the same way as usual.

Qi Xiu fell on his knees, knelt under the statue of light, folded his hands devoutly, and silently read something. Gu Yun and Ling Qingchen were separated from each other on both sides of him.

Everyone craned their necks to watch the scene, so quiet that they could only hear each other's breathing.

Gu Yun raised her eyes and looked up at the statue of light. On that day, a dialogue with the God of light jumped into her mind again, and her mind suddenly sank.

When his thoughts drifted away, Qi Xiu handed a simple short blade to Gu Yun. Gu Yun looked at the short blade in his hand, raised his eyes suspiciously, and heard Qi Xiu explain.

"Here are the temple of heaven, the altar of earth, the altar of the sun and the altar of the moon. You drop blood into the four altars respectively. If the altar has no reaction, it means that the God of light has tacitly accepted your saint identity, and the heaven sacrifice is over."

Gu Yun: "

If nothing happens, no one's blood will have any reaction when it drops into the altar. Can't everyone become the Pope, son and daughter of the God of light?

And these people are so convinced of this