Qileren encountered trouble, a big trouble.

After that successful physiological science class, Ning Zhou suddenly hid from him and left, the kind that he didn't even go back to the dormitory!

When Qi Leren saw Ning Zhou’s letter at the bedside of the dormitory, he was stunned.

[From now on, I will suspend my courses at the church school and go to the internship of the Secretariat in order to pass the test of baptism in winter. If you are still in a place on the day of the Lord's Birthday, I sincerely invite you to come and watch the ceremony-Ningzhou]

Qi Leren's blood pressure increased, and he angrily pinched the letter paper into a ball, took a deep breath, inhale, and exhale. After three times, he quietly flattened the letter paper.

Very angry, watch it again!

Even more angry!

The Secretariat, the Lord’s Birthday, and the winter baptism. If he had just entered the nightmare world, the Qile people would not understand these at all. But after spending three years in this world, he had already studied the things in the Holy See.

The Secretariat is a school within the Holy See, famous for its several popes and an astonishing number of cardinals. They seem to have unique ways of practicing and believe in asceticism and hardship. Although the land of dusk and the Neverland are strategic partners, the Qileren are not clear about the inside story of the Secretariat.

As for the date of the Lord's Birthday, Qi Leren was deeply impressed - because the date of the Lord's Birthday and the founding day of the dusk land were the same. In other words, it was Ning Zhou's birthday. This coincidence seemed to have a kind of will in the dark.

Regarding baptism in winter, the Qile people once read books that record the folk customs of the Holy See. It mentioned that on the day of the Christmas Day, the people would chisel open ice rivers and immerse in ice water to show their pious faith. But that was the time of the Holy City. The Holy City has a superior geographical location and a relatively warm climate, but there is no township here, and no township in the polar areas!

In this extreme night of winter, people jump into the glacier and be baptized, which may lead to death.

Trash Cultivation, this is abusing teenagers!

The more Qi Leren thought about it, the more angry he became, the more angry he thought about it. He stomped his feet in the room, hoping to pull the person back with Ning Zhou's ear.

But when he recalled Ning Zhou who shed tears and confessed before the Holy Spirit of Mary, his reason told him that this was the path that Ning Zhou had to walk.

In the past without him, Ning Zhou was the same, no, even more miserable than now. After losing his teachers and classmates, he began his ascetic journey of the Secretariat with guilt and self-blame.

This experience shapes Ning Zhou into the one he when they met.

"Oh..." Qi Leren sighed and patted his face to make him more awake.

Ning Zhou's entry into the Secret Practice was an indispensable experience, and he admitted it. However, Ning Zhou didn't say a word to him, and it was absolutely undesirable to leave a letter and leave a letter to "run away from home"!

I remembered that after many years, Ning Zhou had not changed this at all. He locked him in the barrier as soon as he got married, ran away from home and went to the demon world.

With new hatred and old hatred, Qi Leren's blood pressure has risen again.

He is going to come to the house to kick the kid out and teach him a lesson, start with the baby, and correct it now!

An hour later, Lance was blocked by Qi Leren at home with a confused look on his face.

"The teacher has given us a holiday these days, and I haven't skipped classes." Lance thought he was caught skipping class, so he asked Qi Leren tremblingly.

"I can't control you skip classes. You are well-informed and ask you something. Do you know the situation of the Secretariat?" Qi Leren asked.

Lance scratched his head and said ashamedly: "The Secretariat? Ah, this... none of my relatives passed the Secretariat assessment. Sorry, our whole family is a bit useless. No, we can't blame us. The Secretariat is the most stringent among the various schools of the Holy See. We can't pass the baptism that winter alone!"

The Chileren asked, "What's wrong with baptism in winter? I remember it seemed like it was the day of the Lord's Birthday, and I jumped into the ice river to baptize?"

Lance's eyes died: "If it were just a baptism, would I be so cowardly?"

Qi Leren was anxious: "Tell me clearly, what's going on?"

Lance then introduced the process of baptism in the winter of the Clergy: "The night before the baptism, participants will be sent to the secret realm created by the Clergy. It is said that it is very terrifying. My uncle climbed the Knife Mountain with his bare hands in the illusion. As long as you have a slight doubt and fear in your heart, you will fail."

"After passing through the secret realm, everyone was exhausted, but the real test began from that moment. The disciples of the Secretariat carved a river of ice that lasted hundreds of meters long. The baptized people need to swim to the end with their bodies in the extremely cold temperature of the extreme night. The moment you get ashore, you have truly completed the winter baptism."

"Anyway, I don't have the courage to jump off the glacier in this season, and I definitely don't have the physical strength to climb up again - I will definitely not be able to climb up! I don't have that willpower and belief, and I can't become such a brave man. So I will never consider going to the Secretariat. What's wrong, do you want to go to the Secretariat?"

The more Qi Leren heard, his face became darker and he gritted his teeth and said, "It's not me, it's Ning Zhou going."

Lance opened his mouth, but he stopped talking, and finally he patted Qi Leren on the shoulder: "This is a destiny."

Qi Leren looked at him with a frown.

"From childhood to adulthood, one of the words I often hear is 'The Lord has other arrangements for you'. I didn't believe much before, and the Lord obviously had no special arrangements for me. The only time I felt that fate was in the Rose Church - at that time I really felt that the Lord's arrangement for me was to let me die there. But you came to save us, and I think maybe saving is the Lord's real arrangement." Lance said with emotion, "But the Lord must have other arrangements for Ning Zhou. You see, Ning Zhou was born on the Lord's birthday, the son of a holy nun. He bizarrely had no talent for divine arts, but was also talented in swordsmanship and other aspects. The Lord must prefer him, so all the tests are to make him complete and complete without any shortcomings. The Lord must have arranged everything for him."

Qi Leren looked solemn: "I hate this kind of arrangement."

Lance laughed: "But this is the will of the Lord. The Lord has arranged everything for him, and as long as he obeys the will of the Lord, he will be saved."

Is that true? Qi Leren doesn't think so. He is not a follower of fate, he is a rebel, and he survived to this day because of his resistance.

The fifteen-year-old Ning Zhou may be, but in the not-too-distant future, he has also become a rebel.

Because of a rebellious love, he chose to follow his will between the will of the Holy See and the will of his own - I may be guilty, but I cannot repent, because love is natural and I cannot deceive my heart.

At that moment, he became himself, a brand new self from Ning Zhou in everyone's mind.

He took everything that the Holy See taught him and went on his own path. He was still fighting for the world, he still believed in his faith and obeyed the canon, even if he no longer belonged to the Holy See.

"I probably will never learn to be a gentle lamb." Before leaving, the Cyleren said to Lance.

Lance smiled: "I discovered it. You guy is actually not religious at all."

Qile people laughed too.

"But I will keep this secret for you because we are friends. I believe you can restrain the demonic side, stand on this side of the light with a verse righteous heart," Lance said.

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The Qile people stood at the gate of the Senate, and it was the location that Teacher Teresa told him.

Unlike the monastery that Qileren imagined, the Secretariat turned out to be a snow-white valley, cold and sharp, and the cliff seemed to be split from the middle, revealing the gap of the "line of the sky".

In the gap is a long and narrow road leading to the meditative church deep in the valley.

Qi Leren walked into the valley. At the end of the valley was a cave with candles lit inside. In this cave-like cave, the stone steps were carved from natural stones. The further you went, the rougher the steps became.

After arriving at the depths of the cave, Qi Leren saw a long and narrow corridor. On both sides of the corridor were trickle of underground undercurrents, and countless candles floated on the flowing water, like stars floating on the sea, lighting up endless darkness.

Qi Leren's heartbeat suddenly accelerated: He had seen this familiar scene before!

He quickly walked towards the end of the corridor. It was an iron door more than ten meters high, as if there was a huge thing sealed inside. The complex reliefs and indecipherable magic inscriptions were exactly the same as those he had seen before.

Dark passage, flowing water and candles, iron gates and inscriptions... This is the scene where he once saw Ning Zhou in his dream in a copy of "Silent Campus".

That is where Ning Zhou’s original body is located!

In order to prevent the cursed destructive origin from devouring his reason, he activated the secret ritual of "Blood Sacrifice" and exiled his body to the gaps in time and space to delay erosion... The gaps in time and space? But isn't this a secular school?

Is this exactly the same environment a coincidence or...

Qi Leren didn't dare to think about it anymore, so he quickly stepped forward and pushed open the huge iron door with force.

The iron door slowly opened, and light lit up in the crack of the door. Inside was the interior of a huge building, like the bottom floor of a tower. Qi Leren looked up and saw that there were indeed layers of steps surrounding the inner side, leading up to the top.

There was no imagined scene, Qi Leren was in a complicated mood, and it was not a pity or a glory. For a moment, he thought he would see Ning Zhou if he opened the door.

So, what happened to this Secret Practice? Qi Leren walked into the tower with full of doubts, wanting to find someone to ask about the situation.

The Sentimental Society was silent, as if there was no one here at all. But everything around was neat and clean. The ground under his feet was white marble. It was obvious that people were cleaning carefully every day, and they couldn't even see a strand of hair.

The more he went up, the more he breathed, as if the gods were asleep at the top of the tower, and he did not dare to wake him up.

Qi Leren also took his pace lighter. When he walked to the last few levels, he even deliberately reduced his presence and entered a state of stealth.

His strong intuition and sense of crisis made him nervous.

At the top of the tower, my eyes suddenly became clear.

Qi Leren looked ahead in shock - clouds in the blue sky, like mountains and seas. In the clouds and fog, it was a goldfish that was so huge that it was impossible to see the whole picture. He was sleeping in the sky, covered in scars, but it seemed to be integrated with the rules of the world. He was the embodiment of the will of the world!

As His breathing rose and fell, colorful bubbles appeared in the sky and flew towards the higher sky. Bubbles continued to burst and new bubbles were born.

In the dreamy sea of ​​bubbles, countless colorful worlds are reflected, and in every small world is an endless test of life and death.

At this moment, Qi Leren suddenly understood something in his mind: every copy task is just a bubble blown by this "world will" based on countless world views and rules. He is like a computer without the upper limit of computing power, constantly generating data and shaping new bubbles.

The world is expanding, expanding endlessly.

Now, isn’t he just trapped in a goldfish bubble?

Although this bubble is a bit special, the Prophet has added a kick here...

What are the plans of the prophet? Qi Leren thinks that this place has a deep meaning.

"Qiluan, why are you here?" Ning Zhou's surprised voice came from behind.

Qi Leren suddenly turned around and was trembling all over his body because he witnessed the terrifying miracle.

The fifteen-year-old Ning Zhou looked at his pale face in surprise and asked softly: "Your face is not very good, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Qi Leren turned around again, and the dreamy but terrifying scene had long disappeared.

Only the scenery before you climb high and look at the endless landslide, the endless ice fields in the cold extreme night.

What is this to hint at him?

A bubble floated from somewhere, as if someone was blowing soap bubbles here. The bubble passed by Ning Zhou's eyes lightly, causing Ning Zhou's confusing frown.

Qi Leren raised his hand and spread his five fingers to crush the bubbles, but his fingers passed through the outer membrane.

He watched his fingers embedded in the bubble, but did not break it. The colorful picture flashed by and turned into a messy picture.

Another gust of wind blew, and the bubble was squeezed into a twisted shape by the wind, as if the interference of external forces made it overwhelmed.

Eventually, it shattered in the cold wind.
Chapter completed!