Chapter 299 - There Is “Magic Spell” on Mount Penglai (1/2)
Where do I come from?
The fake saintess doesn’t know how to respond. Time flies and she has a quiet, wonderful time. She stays on Earth for a long time, even longer than the time she has spent on her mother planet. It’s normal she cannot think of the name of her mother planet in a minute.
“Open the Tower of Babel, priest. I don’t have time to play with you.”
Lin Luoran is smiling though there are still tears on her face. This expression stings the fake saintess and she grabs Lin Luoran from the floor.
She gnashes her teeth and whispers beside Lin Luoran, “No matter what planet you belong to, what is the point if your host is too feeble?” Of course, she uses the standard interstellar language so that other people cannot understand.
The “saintess”, or the “honored oracle” with whom others acquaint, is always cold and elegant. She has never been so hysterical before, so people may wonder what Lin Luoran says to her to make her lose herself and become furious.
Only Lin Luoran knows that what she says is right to the saintess’s spot. The saintess believes the civilization on Earth is still at the barbarian stage, compared with those civilized galaxies in the big universe era. So, she is confident that no one can figure out the distance between Mars and Earth, not to mention understanding the interstellar language. As a result, she naturally regards Lin Luoran as the same kind of people like her.
The priest is obviously reluctant to open the tower, the fake saintess sneers, “What is the point to resist? You know the coordinates of the galaxies? Do you know how to initiate the transmission? Your G.o.d Marduk will not lead you to the moon!”
The priest is astonished. He replies, “It is the place where you can be guided to the kingdom of G.o.d. However, you eastern people can never use it because you have no faith at all.”
The priest mentioned before that the Tower of Babel can lead one’s soul to the kingdom of G.o.d. It suddenly occurs to Lin Luoran that maybe what refers to is not only the soul, but in fact a cultivator who has a high personal ability. He can initiate the transmission only when he pa.s.ses the test, like what Lin Luoran and her teammates are experiencing. What does the end of the sky lead to? What connection does it have between the galaxy coordinates the fake saintess mentioned and the star atlas? Can the Tower of Babel teleport people to the place they select, or it can only teleport to a random planet?
The sissy man shrugs, “My priest, I don’t think you can afford to make Babylon a burning h.e.l.l, right? To be honest, no matter how many monks are in the Temple, they cannot fight against this.”
He opens his palm, and Lin Luoran finds out there is a handful of ordinary soybeans. He scatters them on the floor. The soybeans grow with the wind and become a team of soldiers wearing yellow armors, crowding the temple, looking at the priest coldly. It is the same phenomenon as what happens to Yang Lisha.
It is “Make beans into soldiers” in ancient Huaxia legends! Lin Luoran evens finds envy in the fake saintess’s eyes because she stands near the fake saintess. Now every clue becomes clear—why the woman wants to sabotage the cultivation civilization on Earth even though she envies it? Wouldn’t it be better for her to bring knowledge to her mother planet?
Is she unable to leave Earth? Or she cannot learn all the magic spells unless she has the ident.i.ty of Terran? If the latter guess is true, it can be explained why she wants to take way Baojia’s body.
If she can only learn and use these spells and trans.m.u.te the Reiki by possessing a Terran’s body, or more specifically, a body of Huaxia people, it is understandable why she has spent so many years on Earth… Lin Luoran feels lost instead of happiness. If only people from Huaxia have the Taoist root, and the fake saintess have been spending so many years to find one who has the Taoist root but still in vain, Lin Luoran doubts if the books or medicines in Mount Penglai can make Mrs. Lin have the root, not to mention the uncertainty to find Mount Penglai. She is a little desperate now.
The fake saintess notices her will to resist is diminis.h.i.+ng, she asks, “You haven’t told me your galaxy or planet!”
Lin Luoran pushes the saintess’s hands off her collar, “What is the point of that question? We have different aims and just take care of yourself.”
Yang Lisha doesn’t know what Lin Luoran is thinking, but can sense Lin Luoran is down. This never happens since they knew each other and got the secret of the Tower of Babel. She feels worried—not for Lin Luoran, but her soul wood.