Chapter 686 The Human Heart Is the King!

If there is ten points of light in the world, nine points are in the Holy City of Light!

This is a sentence in the teachings of the Temple of Light, used to describe the flawless brilliance of the Temple General Assembly - the Holy City of Light. .

But of course Tang En's destination this time is not the Holy City of Light, but the Holy Light City of the Northern Temple Association, known as the Little City of Light!

Just reverse the order of words, but the scale of the two is not the same. However, the Temple of Light is the Temple of Light after all. Even the smaller Northern General Assembly is enough to make people who see Holy Light City for the first time sigh and be shocked.

It was undoubtedly the first time for Tang En to see Holy Light City, so in the morning five days later, when the carriage arrived outside Holy Light City, Tang En, who opened the curtain, couldn't help but be startled.

Located on a plain, surrounded by green water. Looking around, there are countless old-fashioned houses and buildings, row upon row of undulating heights. Because the exterior roof tiles are only white and yellow, it does not look cluttered, but has a sense of well-organized beauty. In the middle of the building complex is the highest pure white elliptical vault in the field of vision. It is designed like stars arching over the moon, spreading thousands of rays of light and shining brightly.

From a general inspection, there is nothing luxurious or exquisite about Holy Light City. Some of it is just a heavy sediment that comes from the surface. It is not only the vicissitudes of history, but also the indescribable sacredness that attracts people to kneel down and worship.

After being stunned for a while, he came back to his senses. Even though Tang En had always lacked a favorable impression of the Temple of Light, he couldn't help curling his lips and secretly saying - It looks good!

Although this is his first time here, Tang En has done a lot of homework before. I know that the oval vault is the real Northern Temple Association. It has been nearly a thousand years since it was built. As for the densely packed houses and buildings around it, it was the temple believers who came here one after another and settled voluntarily... As time went by, today's Holy Light City was formed.

It is worth mentioning that Holy Light City does not have city gates or walls. In other words, you can enter the city from any direction. This design probably achieves the meaning of being aboveboard, treating all beings as equals, and not rejecting any believer.

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Not long after entering the city, Tang En and the others had to get off the carriage and walk. This is not to say that there are any regulations here, but that the buildings in the city are really dense, squeezing the road space, making it basically impossible for horse-drawn carriages to pass freely.

There are also various shops on both sides of the road, but there seems to be no dedicated commercial area. They are mixed in among the houses, and they can only be identified by relying on signboards.

As Tang En walked among them, he turned around and looked around. All he could see were similar, peaceful faces. Most of them were wearing robes. He couldn't see any tension or anxiety, and couldn't smell any fame, wealth or glitz. Even the cat and dog sleeping paralyzed in front of the door were squinting towards the sun, with lazy and contented expressions... Everything seemed so quiet, peaceful, calm and soothing.

After walking for about five minutes, the road gradually began to slope upward. At this time, suddenly,

Bang... Bang... Bang...

There are bells ringing from far and near, melodious and graceful. When you hear it, you can't help but think of an old ancient bell with a green mottled color. It vibrates gently and has a few lingering sounds...

After a pause, Tang En glanced around and found that everyone put down what they were doing in unison, stopped, stood quietly in one direction, closed his eyes, and touched his heart with one hand, his expression infinitely soothing and peaceful.

The entire street became quiet at this time, and only the distant bells could be heard, ringing every few seconds. A layer of solemn atmosphere is like a gauze, pressed down gently, not stained by dust or fireworks.

Somehow, Tang En couldn't help but close his eyes. His brows wrinkled slightly at first, and then gradually calmed down...

The bell rang nine times in total, which lasted about a minute.

The sound fell, and the rustling noises sounded again. Walk when you need to walk, talk when you need to talk, everything returns to normal.

"Huh..." After a long breath, Tang En slowly opened his eyes, his eyes a little horrified. Nima, is this the power of faith? Have you almost been purified and brainwashed...

This is of course not just the power of belief. Humans are social animals - as long as they are still in the world, they will inevitably be affected by the surrounding environment, the emotions of others around them, etc. The difference is a matter of degree.

And this is Holy Light City, a gathering place for all those with firm beliefs. If you stay here for a long time, being influenced or even assimilated is almost an inevitable result.

At this moment, Tang En began to understand Xia Wei'an's way of thinking and behavior. Anyone who lives and grows up in such an environment must be like this...

"President...President?"

"Huh? Oh..." Under the repeated calls of the old man at the top, Tang En came back to his senses, shrugged and spread his hands, "Sorry, I thought of something and got distracted. Well, keep walking."

"It's okay." The old man at the top shook his head indifferently and sighed with understanding. "Actually, every time I come here, I feel a little bit. I feel that I am...well, too dirty and out of place here."

Tang En chuckled: "Haha, we are indeed dirty, but that's because we often wipe the dust on the bright surface... Someone has to do this, right?"

The senior old man was stunned when he heard this, and then he was full of admiration: "The president has a thorough understanding, and my subordinates admire him."

"Ha, this is nothing. Don't forget, I am a good person from Shanhai City."

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While chatting like this, we walked for about half an hour, passing through countless streets, and finally arrived under the oval vault.

The true Northern Temple General Assembly looks like a palace from the outside. Of course, it's not a luxurious one, but an ancient building that coexists with grandeur and history.

After arriving here, Tang En deliberately took a step behind, and then watched the two high-level old men walking around the main hall in a familiar way, probably trying to enter from the back of the temple.

From this point, it can be seen that in the eyes of some big figures in the Temple of Light, the Bounty Hunter Guild is always a puppet that cannot be put on the stage. They can be used when needed and discarded like worn shoes when not needed.

At the side door at the back of the temple, the several bright knights guarding there seemed to be familiar with them. After the senior old man stepped forward to explain his purpose, a bright knight nodded and entered to report.

After waiting for a few minutes, Tang En raised his eyebrows slightly and felt that something was wrong with the surrounding atmosphere. After a casual observation, I found that the faces of the few bright knights who were quite enthusiastic before were extremely ugly, and the glances they gave me were very unkind.

The two senior old men were a little flinched and looked at themselves from time to time, as if they were a little confused.

What's going on... Just when Tang En was feeling confused, the Bright Knight who came in to communicate came with a middle-aged clergyman wearing a white robe and an indifferent expression.

After a brief glance, the middle-aged cleric waved his hand and said in a somewhat impatient tone, "Come with me." After saying that, he turned and left.

Tang En and the others naturally did not dare to delay. Hearing this, they quickly passed through the side door. As they passed by the few knights of light, they could clearly hear a few snorts, indicating dissatisfaction.

After more than ten steps away from the side door, Tang En's sleeves were gently pulled. He turned around and saw a senior old man with a puzzled face and asked in a low voice, "President, why don't you donate some money to those knights this time? If we offend them, it will be difficult for us next time we come.”

Damn it, I didn't tell you earlier... Tang En's mouth twitched a few times when he heard this, and he suddenly understood.

Under Harry's method of forcing a confession before, Zachary was indeed very cooperative and answered whatever was asked without hiding anything. But for some inconspicuous things, such as coming here to ask for "filial piety for charity", etc., not to mention that Tang En couldn't think of asking, even Zachary himself probably wouldn't remember it...

"Ahem, I was a little worried just now... Well, I was distracted. This was my mistake. Let's make up for it later."

The old man at the top couldn't help but be surprised when he heard this. He thought Zachary was worried about whether he could successfully withstand the wrath of the temple, so he made a mistake.

At this time, Tang En really understood. He touched his nose, walked a few steps quickly, came to the middle-aged clergyman, and said politely: "Excuse me, sir, please pass the message back and forth, please be careful. I hope you don't dislike it." .”

With a flick of his sleeve, several large gold bills were stuffed into the other party's palm under his robe. After a pause, the middle-aged cleric turned around to look, his indifferent expression instantly softened, and he smiled and nodded, seemingly satisfied.

Upon seeing this, Tang En responded with a humble smile and breathed a sigh of relief. The strange feeling of restraint in his heart caused by what he had seen and heard since entering the city disappeared in an instant.

Hey, what kind of assimilation, brainwashing, purification of beliefs... are all so weak! Sure enough, the human heart is the king! ! Greed can prevail! ! !

…………(To be continued.)