When the Red Lotus Saint turned around, the face revealed under the cloak was a delicate and beautiful face.

She has round cheeks, fair skin that is as smooth as a baby’s, a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, and a teardrop mole under her right eye, which makes her even more charming.

But she herself had an air of nobility and ease, charming but not greedy. She glanced at the people outside the hall with a fleeting look in her eyes, which made them all dazed, and then they lowered their heads in shame, not daring to look at her.

Zhao Guanxiang, however, stared at the other person with his eyes fixed, his heart filled with shock beyond words.

How could it be her?
The reason why he lost his composure was not because of the beauty of the Red Lotus Saint, but because… this woman looked exactly like Princess Yuzhen!
Zhao Guanxiang felt that he was not wrong. Although he did not have much contact with Princess Yuzhen, she was, after all, his adoptive father’s nominal wife and Zhao Guanxiang’s nominal mother.

No matter how much Zhao Qi’an and Yu Zhen were at odds with each other, they had been husband and wife for ten years. Among his many adopted sons, including Zhao Guanxiang, who had long since left Zhao Qi’an’s forces and joined the Astronomical Observatory, every one of them was familiar with Princess Yu Zhen.

No matter if it was a portrait or a real person, he had seen Princess Yuzhen Ji Leyao more than once, so how could he have made a mistake?

But Zhao Guanxiang quickly realized that the Red Lotus Saint in front of him could not be Princess Yuzhen!

The real Princess Yuzhen is now in the imperial palace. I heard from my adoptive father that she has been living in the Hall of Mental Cultivation where the current emperor resides, and is under the care of the Five Marquises.

How could she escape from the palace under the nose of His Majesty and come to Jingzhou, thousands of miles away?

“It looks like, it’s so similar!”

Zhao Guanxiang couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

But at the same time, he also realized that this resemblance could not be a coincidence.

It is said that Princess Yuzhen’s maternal grandfather, Lu Huaishen, was the prefect of Dongyang County. In her early years, Princess Yuzhen would often come to Dongyang County in Jingzhou to visit relatives and escape the summer heat. Is there any connection between them?
Could it be that… there is something wrong with Lu Huaishen? !

When Zhao Guanxiang thought that Lu Huaishen was now in Tianyuan County, he suddenly became nervous.

I don’t know if General Ling Fang sent someone to send Lu Huaishen to Kyoto City after I sneaked into the Salvation Church without permission…

Just as Zhao Guanxiang was thinking about this, a pair of eyes glanced towards him.

He quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the Red Lotus Saint, for fear that someone would see something.

Just as he lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of Zhou Hu not far away from the corner of his eye. Although Zhou Hu also lowered his head like the people around him, he looked obviously uncomfortable.

There is a high probability that Zhou Hu also recognized the problem with the Red Lotus Saint!

It seems that this person is really a colleague, at least he has met Princess Yuzhen.

Fortunately, the Red Lotus Saint’s gaze was only fleeting and she quickly retracted it.

She stood up and walked towards the crowd:

“There are seven kinds of suffering in the world: birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, meeting with enemies, and failure to obtain what one desires…”

“If you want to transcend, you should immerse yourself in it and experience the seven kinds of suffering. Only then can you shed your soul and become immortal, and see the Heavenly Kingdom of your birth mother!”

In a few steps, she was in front of everyone and raised her chin slightly: “Would you like to become my Seven Bitterness disciples?”

Zhao Guanxiang mixed in the crowd and bowed with the people around him: “We are willing.”

The Red Lotus Saint nodded, then moved aside and stretched out her hand to reach inside.

A rumbling sound was heard inside the temple.

Seven pools suddenly appeared on both sides of the originally flat hall. The water in the pools was surging, but each pool had a different color.

For some reason, when Zhao Guanxiang saw the color of the water in the seven pools in the temple, his mind emerged with the experience of entering the Niwan Palace not long ago and seeing groups of gas in the spiritual world that represented his three souls and seven spirits.

The Red Lotus Saint turned and walked towards the temple. After entering the temple, she knelt down and kowtowed to the statue in the center of the hall. Her voice also echoed in the temple:

“When you enter the temple and see the gods, you should bow down and kowtow at every step.”

“Within seven steps, there will be a response. Find the holy pool that calls you and baptize you. After the baptism, you will be my Seven Bitterness Disciple!”

The people outside the hall began to follow suit, imitating the saint’s posture and began to enter the hall to kowtow.

Zhao Guanxiang deliberately kept an eye out and stayed behind, observing the reactions of those who entered the hall to kowtow.

“Um…ah!”

Inside the hall, the newlyweds knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the statues in the hall.

But soon, someone began to hold his chest tightly, curled up on the ground, and roared in pain.

This sudden scream made everyone in the hall stop what they were doing and look over in astonishment.

Under the gazes of everyone, the person curled up on the ground suddenly stood up and rushed into the blood-red pool of water nearby.

“continue!”

In front of the statue, the Red Lotus Saint spoke expressionlessly.

No one dared to delay and could only continue to repeat the action of bowing and standing up.

“Ha ha ha ha……”

Some people laughed wildly at the third step, as if they were in endless joy.

“Kill! Kill!!”

When someone was at the fifth step, his eyes were wide open and he kept punching and kicking as if he was fighting an invisible enemy.

After taking a few steps, everyone fell into a strange state, as if they had lost their sanity.

Zhao Guanxiang couldn’t help but break out in a cold sweat as he watched the number of people waiting outside the hall decrease.

He stroked his chest gently, and said silently in his heart: “The spiritual power that the national master put in my body must not fail at the critical moment…”

This was the confidence that allowed him to sneak into the Salvation Church alone. With the spirituality of the Lord of Nothingness, all the evil tricks of the Salvation Church had no effect on him.

I hope it will be the same this time…

When the people around Zhao Guanxiang entered the hall one after another, soon there were only three or four people left behind.

Zhou Hu was also at the end.

Zhao Guanxiang noticed that before entering the hall, he kept holding something tightly in his hands. It seemed to be a black round plate, slightly larger than a copper coin.

Zhou Hu held the black disc, as if praying for something. Then his face turned serious, and he stood up and walked towards the hall, kneeling and kowtowing like the people before him.

It seems that Zhou Hu dared to sneak into the Salvation Church alone, he must have some support in his hands!
Zhao Guanxiang withdrew his gaze thoughtfully, and without delay, followed everyone into the hall.

The moment he stepped into the temple, his hair stood on end and he looked up at the statue in the temple.

The statue high above, whether it was the goddess or the seven suffering beings under her auspicious cloud, seemed to cast their eyes over him the moment Zhao Guanxiang stepped into the temple.

This scene… is exactly the same as what he experienced on the stone bridge!
The next moment, Zhao Guanxiang’s mind seemed to explode, and countless voices poured into his mind. (End of this chapter)