The Path Toward Heaven

If the priestess is suffering, who knows best? Of course she herself.

The priestess has the highest status of the Galaxy Alliance and is admired by the world. She does not need to do anything like blessings. She only needs to occasionally attend certain important occasions, and she can even choose to spend time on vacations. Apart from not being able to do dangerous activities such as participating in stars Storm tour group up close.

It sounds like the perfect life. But in fact, the priestess needs to learn a lot of ancient civilizations, and then repeat the memory every day to ensure that you will not forget. Where and when can you enjoy life with your spirit?

Now that universal genetic optimization is common, ordinary people in the Galaxy Alliance can live for more than a hundred years. The priestess that Jingu saw today may be less than forty, and the vitality is already weak. The successor needs to be selected. Because you have to suffer this mental loss all year round?

Zhong Lizi wants to be a priestess. Can she withstand this pressure? In the long years, presumably many priestesses had an accident or chose to give up, and the ancient civilization knowledge of that vein disappeared. Will she be the next? Ikumoto thought that the most important problem was that the priestess could fall in love and get married like a normal person, but could not leave blood offspring in accordance with the rules, but did not expect Zhong Lizi to think so. It was a little unexpected, but not too concerned.

If the practitioners of the rising continent are not sure that they cannot ascend, they will not think about leaving blood offspring.

Even before the real people of Taiping appeared, the practitioners did not accept them strongly.

Zhong Lizi went to rest, he looked at the starry sky again, and reorganized the dialogue with the priestess today.

The other party knew that he came from another world. It should be a so-called deity's instruction, that is, a statement left over from ancient civilization.

It seems that whether it is the Xinghe Alliance or the Chaotian Continent, it should be the backhand left when the ancient civilization and the sea of ​​dark objects are all gone.

That's right. Either throw it over here, or throw it over here, or two completely different paths.

If this is the arrangement of someone in ancient civilization, it is no wonder that it will be regarded as a **** by the priestess and the people of the Star Alliance.

Such a handwriting is indeed close to God.

Jing Jiu rarely admired that life.

If you want to figure out the whole point of all this, it seems that you really need to go to the main star, look at the ancient civilization site that is strictly closed, and meet the priestess who said that. It's just that Xueji hasn't come yet. The ascendant hidden in the Galaxy Alliance doesn't know who it is yet. He hasn't figured out the path of those twisted rates ...

If he can only follow Zhong Lizi, I'm afraid there will be some risks.

Thinking about these things, he got up and came to the bedroom, picked up the memory that Jiang and Xia gave her, and finished reading in a few minutes.

Then he ran Jianyuan, meditated on the truth and put his hand on Zhong Lizi's head.

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Zhong Lizi had a dream.

In the dream, she met God.

God's face is unclear, just like the murals in the Tower of Fire. Looking right in front of him, he turned around and forgot how to describe it.

But she knew it was God.

God asked her, "Would you follow me all your life and serve me ... as a priestess?"

She hummed, then realized that it was very disrespectful, and quickly said I would.

God went on to tell her that what the priest needed to do was very hard and tedious. Although revered by the world, it was uninteresting.

God also told her that he had experienced a lot of uninteresting, and it was really not fun.

Zhong Lizi felt that God's words were very friendly, so he boldly asked, if he felt unbearable after becoming a priest, could he resign?

In the long history of human rejuvenation, many priestesses could not bear their responsibilities, chose to give up, or even wanted to spread the knowledge of ancient civilizations, but they died when they came up with this idea. Zhong Lizi didn't know these things, opened her eyes wide, and looked at God with expectation.

God didn't seem to think she would make such a request. After thinking about it, she said, "You are free."

After saying this, God left, and the whole space became very warm and glowed with red light.

Zhong Lizi was soaked in the red light and felt very comfortable. The hot touch even made her have a strange association, and felt like she was bathing in lava.

Not knowing how long it took, she opened her eyes and woke up.

What happened in the dream seemed to be in front of her, but in fact her eyes were the ceiling of the wine room suite.

After getting to know Jiu Jiu, her sleep quality has improved a lot, and she got better a few days ago, but none is as good as today.

She felt that her body was full of the vitality of life and an unknown power, and even faintly felt that there were a lot of things in her mind, but she didn't know what those were.

The clear water rushed out and a hot mist erupted. She stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at her slightly flushed face, and felt really good-looking.

Immediately afterwards, she found something, reached out and pulled out the silver hair, and suddenly she noticed that the hair roots had become a lot darker, and looked mottled.

The electric toothbrush made a buzzing sound. As she brushed her teeth, she was thinking about the changes in her body. She felt strange. She finished washing in a hurry, drank two saliva into the water pipe, and went to the terrace.

"I always feel what you have been doing to me." She said looking at Jing Jiu lying on the chair.

She certainly knew there was something wrong with Jing Jiu. A teenager who never refuses to go to bed, but only stays on a patio chair, and a teenager who lays on the lawn even if it is raining, if it is not a rare metamorphosis, it is definitely not an ordinary person.

Jing Jiu looked at her face and said, "Toothpaste."

Zhong Lizi wiped his hands subconsciously and found nothing. She knew he wasn't teasing herself, but she didn't want to explain to herself. She flattened her mouth a bit, and turned around and said, "I'm going to the hairdresser after school. You'll wait for me on the grass."

Jingjiu didn't like it, and said, "Why do I have to cut my hair short?"

Zhong Lizi Meizi said: "The new hair has grown, and you need to make up for it."

Because of illness and failure of genetic optimization, her hair was a little grayish from a young age, and it was mottled and very unsightly. So after entering junior high school, she dyed her silver hair with the money saved, until now .

Hair dyeing is not a government benefit and requires her own money. These years have been her biggest expenditure.

Today, her new hair is born again, but it is extremely healthy black. She confirmed that her illness may be really good, and her mood is naturally very good.

Jing Jiu said, "Change another color."

Zhong Lizi was a little surprised and asked, "Then ... what color do you like?"

Jing Jiu said, "Red."

Zhong Lizi suddenly remembered the red light and magma in the dream last night. He agreed in his heart, but didn't want to promise it so easily, and wanted to embarrass him, his eyes slightly asked: "There are many kinds of red."

The last time Jingjiu was equal to the average person's last three years, I don't know how much useful and useless knowledge I saw, and I replied, "Red velvet."

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That guy doesn't care about anything, he actually cares about the color of his hair. Isn't ... Zhong Lizi thinking of these things, looking away from the window, looking at the lawn in the drizzle, looking at the eye-catching blue dots, imaginative , Can't help but.

This lesson is ancient history, and it is about the beginning of the Galaxy Alliance.

The female professor spoke expressionlessly, the students listened expressionlessly, and the whole classroom was full of boredom.

The students of Xingmen University are excellent students, and their family conditions are also very good. Most of them have received basic knowledge input as a child. They can go back and forth to these ancient histories. Naturally, they have no interest in lectures and female professors have no lectures. Interested, but she was a little displeased when she noticed that Li Zhongzhong, an exchange student from the underground block, was so absent-minded.

"The Namei dynasty had three heavy laser cannons in Hirano Prefecture, the last stronghold of Beiguyuan. What method did the Alliance military use to break through the defense?"

The female professor's gaze fell on the window, and said blankly, "Mr. Zhong Lizi, please answer."

The dull atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became active, and more than ten eyes fell on Zhong Lizi.

Before that, even if she wouldn't answer this question, no one would care about ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but now the situation has changed.

Everyone knows that she signed up for the priestess election, and has talked a lot in private. I would like to know the confidence of where the exchange students in this underground block come from.

Those sights were full of doubt, curiosity, and some hostility.

Zhong Lizi woke up before waking up to God. What was going on?

Jiang and Xia whispered the teacher's topic by her side.

Zhong Lizi thought that this should not be the content of the military history department. Said: "Teacher, these details of the Beiguyuan Campaign were not written in the textbook."

The female professor was still expressionless and said, "If you just need to carry down the contents of the textbook, what are you still doing at Xingmen University? Like your classmates, can they stop coming to class?"

Zhong Lizi was helpless. She was about to say sorry and sat down. Suddenly a flash of light flashed through her mind, and a few lines of text appeared. Then she said, "Because of the bearing structure of the new m laser gun base ..."