Chapter 1135: Ula Temple, Disabled Middle-aged

At the same time, inside the Nine Gods Temple space.

In the originally peaceful space, a slight buzzing sound suddenly came.

Immediately afterward, a strange ray of light lit up from the central main temple, radiating towards every corner with it as the core.

The light bloomed, interweaving into a magnificent picture.

Hundreds of flowers swayed gracefully in the light, emitting bursts of refreshing fragrance.

Petals gently fluttered with the breeze, scattering like snowflakes.

And the nine ancient temples that guarded the main temple, like giant beasts that had been sleeping for thousands of years, seemed to be awakened gradually under the illumination of some mysterious power.

“Buzzing—”

The sky and the earth seemed to resonate together.

The mottled walls seemed to be memories eroded by time.

At this moment, however, under the caress of the light, they gradually regained their former glory, and the originally dim colors re-emitted vigorous vitality.

The faded eaves were like an old man in his twilight years.

Nourished by the light, they also regained their bright colors, as if dead trees had come back to life in spring, returning to their youthful appearance.

The incomplete murals originally looked like wounds torn apart by the years.

Similarly, under the illumination of the light, they slowly healed, and those once blurred patterns and lines became clearly visible at this time, as if telling ancient stories.

Nine Gods Temple, completely renewed.

As if distinguished guests were about to arrive, It was sweeping the couch and waiting, receiving them with open arms.

“What’s going on?”

“What’s wrong with the temple?”

“Yu Yu?”

“Pi!”

“......”

Obscure and unfamiliar languages mixed with the cries of Transcendent creatures echoed inside and outside the various temples.

At this moment, a figure wearing a wide white robe, but with nine tassels of different colors on the lapel, walked out of the main temple with a group of men and women also wearing white robes.

They looked at a gate of light that appeared out of thin air opposite them.

The middle-aged man at the head had deep and mysterious eyes, as if he could see through everything in the world.

He looked at the light gate in front of him, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

“New life, is it finally here?” he murmured softly.

As his voice fell, the light gate opposite him creaked open.

Several figures walked out of it.

Four handsome men and beautiful women, and a large group of gaudy Transcendent creatures.

However, the white-robed high priest only saw the girl at the very front.

She looked young, as delicate as a budding flower.

Her small face was exquisite and delicate, and her skin was as smooth as suet jade, with a slight pinkish luster.

A pair of big, round black eyes were clear and bright, like the most mysterious moon in the night sky, reflecting an immeasurable power.

Under her straight nose, her lips were as rosy as cherries, and the corners of her mouth always had a faint smile, which made people feel like they were bathed in the spring breeze, but also had a sense of cold alienation.

She had the innocence and Delicate of a girl, but also exuded a unique charm of maturity, domineering, and strong self-confidence.

Without a doubt, this was a powerhouse with the vigor of a rising sun and the wisdom of a thousand valleys in her heart.

Is it her?

It’s really unexpected.

“Hello, may I ask if this is Nine Gods Temple?”

The girl smiled at them, and a certain page of history that had been sealed was finally quietly unsealed, reconnecting to the orbit of time and space.

......

Ula God Temple’s Nine Gods Space.

The nursery.

A middle-aged man with disabled legs was sitting in a wooden wheelchair, with a wooden bucket similar to a bathtub in front of him, filled with warm water.

He gently rubbed the feathers of an Ulagair with a light yellow grass leaf.

Due to their physique and other reasons, the fledgling feathers of elementary Ulagairs would stick together in large quantities or even form clumps as soon as they sweated, and ordinary cleaning simply could not solve the problem of sticking or clumping.

They could only slowly rub the fledgling feathers with special Aya gold grass leaves to slowly soften the sticking and clumping before they could be cleaned.

The whole process would take at least three to five hours.

And Ulagairs were not Transcendent creatures with gentle temperaments and good tempers.

On the contrary, they were generally irritable and easily angered, and extremely lacked patience.

Therefore, cleaning the fledgling feathers of Ulagairs was a time-consuming, laborious, and very dangerous task.

Even though the man had been doing this job for many years, he was still inevitably pecked by the Ulagair’s beak, which was comparable to a sharp sword, leaving him covered in blood.

“Ula!”

The Ulagair in the basin suddenly let out a sharp explosion, stretching its beak to peck at the man’s well-defined hand.

The man reacted quickly, but the Ulagair was even faster.

Soon, a rice-grain-sized hole was pecked out of his index finger.

Blood spurted out, quickly dyeing the bathtub red.

“Hiss.”

The man gasped, quickly grabbing the gauze and hemostatic patch placed aside.

Cleaning the wound, stopping the bleeding, and fixing it with a bandage.

He was so skilled, as if he had operated on it thousands of times.

In fact, that was indeed the case.

He had hundreds, if not thousands, of similar wounds all over his body.

“Ula.”

The Ulagair in the bathtub did ❀ Nоvеlігht ❀ (Don’t copy, read here) not calm down even for a second because it had hurt someone.

It kept flapping its wings, splashing the warm water in the basin all over the ground.

It also jumped up from time to time, using its pointed beak to peck at the man’s numb legs, appearing very irritable.

“What a bad-tempered little fellow.”

Although he was bullied by the Ulagair, the man was not angry. After bandaging the wound, he still patiently cleaned its feathers.

At this moment, two priests wearing white robes walked in.

They only had a black tassel on their chests, which was the symbol of low-level priests in Ula God Temple.

“Is it not done yet? It’s been three hours!”

One of the priests showed a dissatisfied expression when he saw the Ulagair’s still messy feathers in the bathtub.

The disabled middle-aged man replied expressionlessly: “It must have been playing crazily today. The clumping is very serious. It will take at least another hour to clean it.”

Hearing this, the priest not only did not comfort him, but instead mocked:

“Look at this waste, he can’t even do such a simple job well. He’s been doing it for so many years, and he’s still like this.”

“That’s right, our temple is really raising a freeloader.” Another priest chimed in.

The disabled middle-aged man only lowered his head silently when he heard their words and continued the work in his hands, as if he had no reaction to their ridicule.

The two priests’ malice towards the disabled middle-aged man came and went quickly. Soon, they pulled their companions beside them to talk about other topics.

“......Yesterday, all the temples in Nine Gods Temple were suddenly renovated with one click. Do you know why?”

Another priest was obviously more interested in this topic and suddenly lowered his voice and said:

“The main priest said that it was because of a girl among the people who came from outside the temple. Her name seems to be Mingxi.”