Wind Temple!
It is also one of the seven elemental gods. Although the temple is not as good as the Fire Temple, it is far from being comparable to the God of Bad Luck!
No, why is this unreliable guy Flanders recognized by the God of Wind?
Yu Xiaogang thought that he had also defected to the Wind Temple.
But even the lowest-level priests rejected him.
As a result, Flanders became the high priest of the temple?
Comparing one another to others is infuriating, especially the success of his former good brothers, which makes him grit his teeth even more.
Yu Xiaogang really wanted to grab Flanders by the collar and question him.
Why should I be valued by the God of Wind?
Are you also like yourself, having your anus exploded by the God of Wind?
Thinking of this, Yu Xiaogang raised his buttocks slightly to relieve the burning pain.
Flanders smiled, shook his head and said:
"I am just a lucky man of the times. There is nothing to say. I am not like you, Erlong, relying on my real abilities."
Flanders sounded shy and looked at Liu Erlong with envy.
When Yu Xiaogang heard this, he was immediately excited. Sure enough, it was impossible for Flanders to become the high priest of the Wind Temple with his true ability.
He grabbed Flanders' arm and said with concern:
"Flanders, have you made any sacrifices for the position of high priest? Don't worry, as a brother, I will not laugh at you. Yours, we can face it together!”
That’s what Yu Xiaogang said with his eager eyes, hoping that Flanders would admit what he had done to him.
Flanders smiled awkwardly and looked at Yu Xiaogang in confusion, "Xiaogang, what's wrong with you? Don't worry, what sacrifice can I make?"
"It's just one day. When I was depressed and drinking, I accidentally met Master Fengshen. We drank together and became drinking buddies. He thought I had a bad temper, so he asked me to join the God of Winds.”
"Of all the high priests, I am the most virtuous and unworthy."
Flanders was ashamed.
Yu Xiaogang frowned, "Just drinking? Nothing else happened?"
Yu Xiaogang was very unwilling, how could Flanders be safe and sound?
I was stabbed in agony for the position of the high priest of the Temple of Bad Luck. Why would Flanders be safe?
No, we are brothers and we will be stabbed together!
Flanders smiled and said: "Of course, what else can there be? Mr. Fengshen is free and uninhibited."
Zhao Wuji chuckled and said: "Speaking of which, I heard about it. An interesting story."
"What?" Everyone's attention was attracted by Zhao Wuji.
Flanders introduced to Yu Xiaogang: "Old Zhao joined the Temple of Power and was one of the three platinum priests under the high priest."
"..." Yu Xiaogang forced a smile, but his actual status was actually higher than his own!
“Have you ever heard of the Temple of Bad Luck?”
Zhao Wuji asked first, trying to show off.
"???" Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
The Temple of Bad Luck, a small temple that is located in a remote area and has only more than 10,000 believers in total, can survive without being annexed, not because it is strong enough, but because its sense of existence is too low!
Yu Xiaogang's heart trembled, and he felt a sense of panic.
“I heard that the God of Bad Luck is... He likes to put male pets in the position of high priest. So these five generations of high priests are almost all... Hehe, among the gods , but it’s an interesting story.”
“I only heard about it when I was participating in the God-level Committee with Mr. Hercules. It was so exciting, and it was said that the previous high priests were dismissed because of detachment. "Yeah..."
Zhao Wuji chuckled.
Flanders also showed a lewd smile, "The gods still know how to play! Fortunately, that is just an exception, otherwise those of us who are closest to the gods will suffer."
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Liu Erlong glared at Zhao Wuji in disgust, and said angrily: "You should be beaten for saying such things while eating!"
The corners of Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched, and his eyes were slightly red.
That’s it, that’s it!
Judging from the power of the God of Bad Luck, if he comes again a few more times, he might have to leave his job and be kicked out by then?
I originally thought that becoming the high priest of a temple would bring glory to the lintel.
But now it seems that even people like Flanders have such achievements, he, the high priest of the Temple of Bad Luck, is too unqualified!
"Xiaogang, where have you been all these years? I left the letter in Soto City, but I didn't expect you to receive it. Have you always been in Soto City?"
< br>Flanders asked curiously.
Yu Xiaogang smiled coquettishly. After he became the high priest, he went to Soto City to show off before he received the letter.
So, Flanders and others still don’t know his experiences in the past ten years.
You must not let Flanders and others know that you are the current high priest of the Temple of Bad Luck!
Yu Xiaogang put his hands in his pockets, remained silent for a moment, pretended to be profound, shook his head and said:
"Don't explore my words, they are confidential."
F Rand was stunned, "Secret?"
Yu Xiaogang nodded and said: "That's right, otherwise why would I disappear for ten years? Because I am doing some confidential things."
When Flanders heard this, his face turned green. He stared at Yu Xiaogang and said in a deep voice: "Xiao Gang, it's not that I doubt you, but if you are still targeting Saint Master Latio, then no one can protect you. You!”
In ten years, Holy Master Latio never showed up again.
But the gods and all the forces have a consensus, that is, they are all under the Holy Master Latio.
So in today's era, even if the people they respect most are the gods of various temples, their beliefs have changed.
But they all know that Holy Master Latio is the strongest and greatest.
Yu Xiaogang shook his head slightly. He originally had this plan, but now he has given up.
“No, how could I still call it true?”
“Flanders, we have been separated for three days, so we should be very impressed. Not to mention that we haven’t seen each other for ten years, my The changes are much bigger than you think."
Yu Xiaogang patted Flanders on the shoulder and said sincerely.
Flanders breathed a sigh of relief, just don’t provoke Holy Master Latio.
He looked at Yu Xiaogang's appearance, which looked like a white-skinned pig, and laughed and said: "Xiao Gang, you have really changed a lot. You are white and fat. It seems that you are living a very good life!"
Yu Xiaogang nodded proudly. When he went out, his identity was given by himself, so he couldn’t just pretend?
"Okay, let's not talk about those things anymore. We are reunited after a long separation, so we should talk more..." Yu Xiaogang changed the subject.
Flanders nodded in agreement, and then introduced other members of Shrek Academy to Yu Xiaogang.
The Shrek Seven Devils, except for Tang San and the dead Dai Mubai, are all here.
"Qin Ming! He is also a believer in the Fire God Temple now, and is very valued by the God of Fire. Perhaps the next high priest of the God of Fire will be Qin Ming!"
Qin Ming waved his hands repeatedly, not daring to admit it.
Liu Erlong smiled and said: "We are all members of our own family, why are you so polite! God of Fire also told me that if I don't want to do it anymore, I will give my position to you directly!"
Yu When Xiaogang heard this, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"Rong Rong, you are now the young master of the Qibao Glazed Sect. This sect is much more powerful and still maintains its independence. Now the soul guidance device industry has penetrated into almost every aspect. Among every three people, there must be someone who uses it. The soul guide products of Qibao Company! ”
"Furthermore, there are now more than ten god-level experts in the Qibao Glazed Sect. How about you tell me whether they are powerful or not?"
Flanders said with a smile. Ning Rongrong chuckled, shook her head and said: "Dean, please stop praising me. The development of the sect has nothing to do with me."
Although Ning Rongrong is He is humble, but the pride between his eyebrows cannot be hidden.
For example, the Qibao Glazed Sect was once a top power.
They all want to maintain their original pure bloodline and will not surrender or merge into a certain temple. They all know the future potential of Douluo Continent.
So as long as they get through the initial difficult time, they will get better and better.
There are only a dozen god-level experts now, but there may be a hundred in the future!
They are no match for the gods in the divine world now, but what about as time goes by?
One day, when their potential is developed, they may not be inferior to the temple.
Of course, privately they will definitely let their disciples attend the temple to make friends with the temple.
"Fat Man is also from the Fire God Temple, and has been blessed by the God of Fire. The evil fire has been eliminated! Maybe he can become a subordinate god of the God of Fire in the future!"
"Little Oh, Xiao Ao is the high priest of the Temple of Food, he is very promising!"
"..." Yu Xiaogang felt even worse when he heard this.
Although the Temple of Food is also at the end of the road, its main temple can be opened in Wuhun City, and it can benefit from all directions. It is not something that the Temple of Bad Luck can touch.
He can't even compare to Oscar?
Flanders continued: "Zhuqing, she is a disciple of Holy Master Latio. How many disciples does Holy Master have in total? You can imagine her status! I heard that she is the God of Speed. Are you very optimistic about Zhu Qing?"
Zhu Zhuqing said coldly: "I I don’t have any friendship with her.”
“Zhuqing is just a bit cold-tempered.”
Flanders didn’t take it seriously and looked at Xiao Wu again, “Where is Xiao Wu? The diplomatic figure of the Soul Beast Merchant Group can be said to have a prominent position.”
Xiao Wu, who is now in her twenties, has lost her youthfulness, has long, thick hair tied behind her head, and has a slight smile on her beautiful face.
"Dean Flanders, please don't brag about me, it's embarrassing."
Flanders introduced other people in turn, all of them were outstanding people, Yu Xiaogang It felt like a glow on my back.
It’s so abominable!
Why do these people have such abilities and status?
Why did he have to sell his ass to become the high priest of a temple of bad luck?
Is this too shocking?
The hand he put in his pocket tightly held the token of the Temple of Bad Luck.
"Xiaogang, what's in your trouser pocket? Why do you feel so hard?" Flender suddenly noticed something unusual about Yu Xiaogang and asked curiously.
“Nothing…!”
Yu Xiaogang suddenly became nervous. He couldn't let these people know that he was the new high priest of the Temple of Bad Luck.
Otherwise his reputation will be ruined!
"Where's the mistress? And Dai Mubai?" Yu Xiaogang hurriedly changed the subject.
When he mentioned the two of them, Flanders sighed and shook his head slightly.
Yu Xiaogang’s heart skipped a beat, “What happened to them?”
Flanders sighed: "That kid Dai Mubai is too stubborn... He died ten years ago..."
"What?!" Yu Xiaogang looked shocked.
“He is actually the second prince of the Star Luo Empire. When the Free Alliance infiltrated the Star Luo Empire, the Star Luo Emperor passed the throne to him. Unexpectedly, he directly wielded a butcher knife against the people and was overthrown afterwards. , beheaded on the spot.”
"As for the mistress, we don't have much contact. I inquired later and found that he had a quarrel with Tang Hao and did not enter the Haotian Sect."
Flanders hesitated to speak, as if he couldn't bear to say it. He went down and looked at Yu Xiaogang, with an inexplicable emotion flashing in his eyes.
Yu Xiaogang said irritably: "Don't say half a word!"
Although the two of them almost broke off their friendship, he was the one who was sorry for Tang San at that time, and when he came back this time, he also wanted to make up for Tang San.
Flanders continued: "That kid, Xiao San, is also stubborn. Because you have an opinion against Holy Master Latio, he will never use those theories. However, in this era, if you don't go there, How can the theory of Diao Saint Master go so far?”
"Six years ago, he violated the Soul Beast Protection Law and secretly poached soul beasts... You know, hunting active soul beasts is no longer allowed."
"Tang San wanted to get the fourth The soul ring killed a thousand-year soul beast and was captured by the soul beast business group.”
"Then it was discovered that his third spirit ring was also poached privately, which happened to be the day after the Soul Beast Protection Law was established."
"The two crimes were combined, and Tang San was deprived of both of his spirit rings. He was imprisoned for five years. This was because we begged Xiao Wu for mercy. "
"After Tang San came out, he disappeared. I think he was also nearby, but he was too embarrassed to come out..."
Flanders sighed, Tang San was once the most talented among the Shrek Seven Monsters.
But now I am afraid that I am far behind.
In the era of Saint Master Latio, everyone's soul power was increasing rapidly.
In ten years, Xiao Wu and others have reached the level of Soul Saint and Soul Douluo.
What about Tang San?
Six years ago, he was a soul sect. He was imprisoned and could hardly practice.
I’m afraid it’s just the Soul Sect now.
Yu Xiaogang covered his face, feeling very ashamed and painful, and sobbed: "I'm sorry, mistress..."
In fact, even he, the teacher, secretly used the theories of Master Latio in private.
......
Outside the Qibao Hotel, a figure in civilian clothes stood at the door, but did not walk in for a long time. He should be a young man with blue hair, but there was a sense of vicissitudes of life on his face. .
He is Tang San ten years later.
Different from the original work, because he had a falling out with Tang Hao, he was not baptized by the Blue Silver King. His ordinary appearance had already aged due to ten years of torture.
Just as Flanders guessed, his soul power cultivation was also left behind.
Six years ago, he was a soul sect, level 41, but because he had two soul rings removed, it was difficult to practice in prison.
He has only now recovered to level thirty-six.
The third soul ring was earned by working part-time, and he could only afford a century-old soul ring.
"Oh, how can I see them now?"
Tang San murmured.
At this time, a big hand pushed him away, "Get out of the way, don't block the road!"
A man in a mink coat walked into Qibao Hotel and said to him angrily.
Tang San's expression changed drastically, and the anger in his heart suddenly surged out.
This man has a way to die!
Tang San decided to use hidden weapons to defend his dignity! (End of this chapter)