People in Aurora are determined to fight chaos

"You said I was the Son of God?"

After hearing Bai Ding's words, Liu Li took a deep breath and quickly sat up straight.

He just said it casually based on his limited Zhendan background, but he didn't expect Bai Ding to be fooled.

The old man was beaming with joy, and sold out the Painted Skin Church without mercy, but the clever and resourceful Liu Li still realized that Bai Ding was hiding something from her.

If Tzeentch's followers could be so honest, then why would we believe in Tzeentch?

"Now that you mention it, I remember it." Liu Li showed a very certain expression, "I once dreamed of an old Taoist priest with white beard and white hair and a youthful face. I think his name was Tianzun..."

"White hair and youthful face?" Bai Ding narrowed his eyes, becoming even more certain that Liu Li was the one who made the prophecy. He became even more respectful towards Liu Li.

"Holy Son." Bai Ding flattered, "According to the current leader, the deity we worship in Painted Skin is called Wanbian Tianzun..."

"Could it be that... Wanbian Tianzun is sending me a message in my dream?"

"It's absolutely correct! This is one of the ways that Wanbian Tianzun sends down divine oracles. As long as we follow the guidance of the oracle, we can transcend the mortal body, seek the truth, and achieve our true self."

"Haha." Liu Li laughed dryly twice, thinking that Jianqi would adapt to the local customs and learn all the Taoist tricks.

This Wanbian Tianzun must be one of Jianqi's aliases.

Fortunately, he had some understanding of the background, otherwise he might not be able to resist the temptation.

This treacherous guy is very evil.

Seeing Bai Ding's fanatical eyes, Liu Li struck while the iron was hot and planned to get more information out of him.

"Master Bai, I think you are right. How can I join your 'Painted Skin'?"

"This..." Bai Ding laughed a little guiltily, "There's no need to trouble Saint Son with this kind of trivial matter. Just leave it to me to serve."

"I'm so sorry, I always do things by myself." Liu Li waved his hands quickly. After hearing this, Bai Ding cursed in his heart that this kid was so difficult to deal with, but he could only show a flattering smile on his face.

"Then how does Taoist Master Bai usually communicate with other Taoists?" Liu Li asked curiously again.

Bai Ding's face darkened, and he pouted and said, "A believer like me can only contact people of the same level, not to mention contacting people above us. We don't even know their identities. Usually, we can only meet them when we are given a mission."

"Is that so?" Liu Li nodded thoughtfully, and continued, "Then Taoist Master Bai, please help me contact other believers. Maybe someone can introduce me to someone else."

Bai Ding: "..."

After careful consideration, Bai Ding finally chose to take a step back.

Liu Li was not told how to enter the Painted Skin Church, but he was allowed to find other believers unilaterally to satisfy the child's curiosity.

"Son, this is a mask blessed by the Wanbian Tianzun. Once you put it on, you can detect the location of other fellow practitioners. At the same time, you can also hide your own aura to prevent being discovered by other fellow practitioners."

As he spoke, Bai Ding took out a white mask from under the table.

It looks like an ordinary human face, but the right eye is special. There is a blue fire pattern on the eyelid, which seems to be flowing if you look closely.

"There is such a powerful prop? Wouldn't it be too much for Taoist Bai to spend?" Liu Li pretended to admire, but did not restrain his hands. Instead, he took the mask directly from Bai Ding's hand.

Liu Li would not be polite about this thing, especially since the other party is a believer of Jianqi.

The mask feels cool to the touch and like rubber, so it is obviously not a low-quality product.

Liu Li couldn't help but think that a stingy old man like Bai Ding was actually willing to give away such treasures. It seemed that the benefits he could get from him would be even greater.

However, Liu Li did not intend to join the Painted Skin Church. Being able to get a bargain was already a huge profit. Thinking of this, the more he looked at the mask in his hand, the more he liked it.

Seeing that Liu Li couldn't let go of his mask, Bai Ding also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Son, I spent decades making this item using the essence of all things. I named it 'Lingyin Mask'. Giving it to you this time is also a fate between you and me."

"As long as the young master waits for another two days, I will bring the Holy Son back to the Church and inherit the lineage."

Although Bai Ding felt a great pain in his heart, he swallowed his grievance when he thought that he could become a bishop.

As long as you become a bishop, you can have everything you want, and a mere mask is nothing to worry about.

"Then thank you, Master Bai. When I become the Holy Son, I will never forget your kindness." After hearing this, Liu Li hurriedly thanked him and then painted a big picture for Bai Ding.

"It's all part of my job, so don't worry about it. I appreciate the Saint Son's kindness." Bai Ding was also a smart man. He understood it after hearing it. He thought that although the Saint Son was young, he had a smart mind. If he had the ability to predict the future, he would have a bright future.

The two smiled at each other, each with their own ulterior motives, and everything was implied without words.

Just when Bai Ding was about to close his stall and say goodbye, Zu Ju happened to come over with food.

"Young Master, I bought the buns you asked for."

Liu Li took the bun and looked into Zu Ju's eyes. The latter nodded calmly.

"Thank you for your hard work, please give one to Taoist Bai as well." Liu Li thanked her softly. Zu Ju responded and gave Bai Ding one as well as he requested.

"Master Bai, please eat." Zu Ju said softly.

Bai Ding chuckled and wanted to refuse, but when he saw the Lingyin mask in Liu Li's hand, he gritted his teeth and took it.

Since I have given Liu Li such a valuable gift, it should be okay for him to eat a few of her buns.

Bai Ding picked up the bun and took a bite. His mouth was full of oil and the taste was extremely delicious.

Just as he was admiring it and was about to take a second bite.

All I heard was a "whoosh" sound!

Then, Bai Ding felt a sharp pain in his right hand which was holding the bun.

He looked down and saw that his bun, which he had eaten one-third of, and his hand were pierced by a crossbow arrow, and blood mixed with the oil in the bun was dripping down.

call out--

Without giving Bai Ding any time to react, another crossbow arrow came and pierced his left elbow.

He screamed and almost fell on the table from the pain.

His identity is exposed!

Bai Ding reacted almost instantly, but then he fell into confusion again. How did his identity get exposed?

Just as he raised his head and looked around, he suddenly discovered that Liu Li and Zu Ju had retreated to the door of a shop, seemingly observing his situation.

At that moment, Bai Ding understood instantly.

The resentful look almost crushed Liu Li and Zu Ju to ashes. He trusted them so much, but he didn't expect that they would deceive him.

"Catch them alive."

Hongying walked out from the second floor of the shop where the two were standing, and looked at Bai Ding, whose hands were injured, with a sneer on his face.

In this shop and opposite it, there stood several Shadow Crow Guards holding light crossbows, forming a pincer attack from the front and back.

At this time, the sound of orderly footsteps was heard from both ends of the street. Twenty Yuyong soldiers holding spears and wooden shields formed a formation and advanced on each side, completely blocking Bai Ding's retreat.

Jing Yi Bo stood in the shield formation, glanced coldly at Zu Ju and Liu Li, then retracted his gaze and waved his right hand.

"Catch them alive."