Not to mention this side for the time being, Yu qingjue of the frozen world is opening an antique shop waiting for fate to come.


    On that day, in the demon University world, yuqingjue was broken by the dragon blood blade because yuqingjue didn''t check for a moment, and brought out a drop of divine blood, which then dropped into different time and space. Yuqingjue forgot about it.


    In other words, after a long time of circulation in different time and space, that drop of divine blood was pulled by a breath of space, then directly followed the dimensional power of space, disappeared into one world, then directly broke through the twenty dimensions of this world and directly came to the main space.


    The Vatican, the world-famous place of faith, broke the dimension of this drop of divine blood and landed here like a meteor. Seeing this, some clergy quickly gathered and surrounded the divine blood in the middle of the open space with golden light and dignified and sacred breath.


    Several paladins rushed up directly and fully armed to collect the blood. However, before they got close, they were pushed away by the divine power of divine blood.


    The Pope looked at the drop of God''s blood in the middle with enthusiasm: "this is God''s blood and God''s gift to us."


    The Archbishop frowned, and the force of coercion constantly impacted the people: "Your Majesty, how to deal with it? You can''t always expose the divine blood?"


    The Pope gave a deep thought and then waved his big hand: "take the divine blood as the center, build a temple and offer this drop of divine blood."


    A few days later, I saw that this place was originally an open area, but at this time, a magnificent temple was built. In the middle was the drop of God''s blood. The Pope took the people to worship the God''s blood for a while, and looked at the blood still emitting the divine Brilliance: "this is a gift. It is the power given to us by God when he saw that we were invaded by different dimensional demons."


    At this point, as like as two peas of a beautiful stone, the stone was turned into a gem that glitled with color. In the blink of an eye, a statue came out of the ground. Then, the gem of God''s blood was directly embedded in the statue''s eyebrow. If the Imperial Emperor was in the extreme, it would be found that the statue was exactly the same.


    "This..."


    Looking at this amazing change, the Pope and others were a little surprised. However, the statue was not like their God.


    However, after the gem was inserted into the statue, a flash of brilliance burst out of it and directly disappeared into the Pope''s eyebrows. The people around him couldn''t help but be startled: "Your Majesty, are you all right?"


    The Pope waved his hand, a trace of enthusiasm flashed in his eyes, and countless messages appeared in his mind, but it was about super power, incomplete martial arts moves, and some intermittent cultivation skills: "I''m fine"


    In my heart, I shouted loudly: inheritance is absolutely inheritance, but why, why should the skill that can become a God be accepted by a pure girl? Hateful.


    "Pass it on, look around the world for girls with outstanding qualifications under the age of six, and say that we should choose saints here."


    Although I don''t know why the Pope arranged it like this, they still did it directly.


    Super ability, martial arts and martial arts are very good. What if there is no God forming method? The martial arts and martial arts in it have the cultivation method of breaking through the void. As long as you can achieve the cultivation results, it''s nothing to surpass the world.


    In the following days, the actions of the Vatican brought the eyes of all forces in the world here. It was learned from some monks present that it was because of a drop of divine blood, and the pope should get some benefits from it. Therefore, these forces also let some of their witches go.


    Finally, a two-year-old blonde girl was selected. The Pope looked at the timid little girl in front of him with a kind look: "don''t be afraid, Clarus. You will be our holy daughter in the future."


    The little girl blinked. She didn''t understand what this meant, but she knew she was not in danger. She nodded: "if you are a saint, you won''t be hungry?"


    The Pope''s breath stagnated and his eyes twitched: "of course, you can eat anything you want in the future. As long as you say, someone will send it to you. Are you willing to be a saint?"


    "Well"


    Hearing that you don''t have to be hungry, Clarus nodded happily. The Pope smiled and took the little girl''s hand to the statue: "come, Clarus, this is the God you will serve in the future. You should pray well every day, you know."


    Clarus looked at the huge statue and the shining gem in front of her and nodded: "Lord God, my name is Clarus. Grandpa pope said that in the future, I will be the witch serving you. You should bless grandpa Pope in peace."


    The Pope paused for a moment, then gently patted Clarus on the small head with a kind smile.


    At this time, I saw that the gem was shining with gold. Then a bright light pushed the Pope away and wrapped the unknown Clarus directly. A trace of divine power spread around.


    "Your holiness, this..." the others in the hall were surprised.


    "Don''t be nervous, this is a gift from God to Clarus." a light flashed in the Pope''s eyes. The previous inheritance experience was first. He couldn''t help but doubt that it was a divine inheritance.


    As time went by, everyone in the hall stared at Clarus wrapped by Huaguang. I don''t know how long it took. I saw that Huaguang gradually took back the precious stones, and Clarus in the air slowly fell to the ground.


    Looking at Clarus, who had fallen asleep, the Pope nodded and asked the nun to take her to rest: "I don''t know if she has been fully inherited."


    The next day, when Clarus woke up from her sleep, she breathed lovably, but saw the Pope sitting beside her: "good morning, Grandpa Pope."


    The Pope smiled and nodded, "let''s go. Have dinner first. I have something to ask you later."


    "Well"


    A moment later, in the garden behind the temple, the Pope waved back the others and looked at Clarus sitting quietly in her chair: "Your Highness, what happened yesterday, do you remember?"


    Clarus had some doubts, pointed to her chin and thought, "yesterday, I remember. The God said to transform my body, let me become his descendant and accept his inheritance."


    When the Pope heard the speech, there was a light in his eyes: sure enough, it was really good luck. Then he asked, "what else?"


    "Hmm?" Clarus scratched her cheek. "No, said the LORD God. I''ll know when I''m finished."


    She nodded in disappointment. If only she could get the inheritance of becoming a God, she sighed, and then smiled: "well, Clarus, come on, I''ve arranged the saint''s knights for you, and let them take care of you in the future."


    In the following days, Clarus learned etiquette during the day and prayed to the statue in the evening. The brilliance would appear as long as Clarus prayed.


    As the days passed, the Pope secretly began to practice martial arts and martial arts, and began to study his super powers. As for Clarus, he would take time to have a look every day, but he saw her in Huaguang every time, and there was not much information about some cultivation skills.


    With the growth of age, Clarus''s body also slowly evolved towards the direction of the holy devil yuan fetus, because this is only a drop of heart blood in yuqingjue''s body, not essence blood. Therefore, the holy devil yuan fetus is only a semi-finished product and has no ability to resurrect after death.


    Seven years later, Clarus, who is already slim and graceful, is practicing fighting methods in the garden. She has a simple long sword in her hand. She dances like an elf among the flowers. However, the armed nuns on one side dare not underestimate it. She looks beautiful, but it is very dangerous: "the cultivation of Her Highness is getting higher and higher, and the four of us can''t beat her together."


    "Well, you can''t even break the protective light of your Highness"


    At this time, the old Pope looked younger and younger. His silver hair had turned black and his wrinkles began to disappear. Looking at Clarus who was practicing, a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes. Over the years, she learned some complete martial arts skills from Clarus.


    "My holy daughter, are you interested in seeing the Fatima selection ceremony?"


    Clarus smelled the speech, wiped the sweat off her forehead, smiled and said, "it''s my pleasure."


    Then the Pope took Clarus to a secret department. Looking at a large group of little girls about his age praying around a box, he couldn''t help asking, "this is Fatima''s selection ceremony. What are they doing?"


    The Pope smiled: "in resonance, as long as we can move the instruments and spirit tools in the box, we can use some of God''s power to fight the demons of different dimensions."