There is no such burial method in Greece. I have never heard of even using the soil where relatives bury bones as a way to nourish a seed...

But Izusa felt that this method was quite good. It was better than finding a place to bury these killed people together, and then never approaching this area of ​​one kilometer in his life.

Yizhisha found a fruit, and the Goddess Peak was full of fragrant fruit trees. The believers would pick them regularly, wash them and send them to the Saint's Hall.

"Pear?"

"Well, let's just live." Yi Nosa handed it to the middle-aged man.

"You eat it, just give me the core..." The middle-aged man glanced at Izusa and felt that this woman seemed a little stupid.

Iinosa hesitated for a while.

She was indeed a little hungry, and she hadn't eaten a bite of food from public speaking in the morning until the evening.

"I'll fall down." The middle-aged man opened the jar.

Iinosa nodded and began to chew on the pear.

"Hey, why are there so many? I thought it was your relatives or something. It turned out to be a large pet. Is it a griffin? I seem to see people here riding griffin often." The middle-aged man immediately made this inference when he saw the full ashes.

Yizhisha only chewed a few small bites, but couldn't swallow it for a while.

Forget it, there is no need to care about so much for a person who is not in the bureau, nor does it require to tell him too much.

"Well, griffin, a big one." Iinosa said.

After scattering all the ashes into the pit, the middle-aged man walked to the mountain spring and washed his hands.

Iinosa originally wanted to stop it. After all, the spring was not used to wash hands, but the other party had already put his hands in, and she thought she had not seen it.

Finally finished eating the pear, Iinosa walked to the edge of the pit full of ashes and threw the core down.

"Oh, why am I washing my hands?" The middle-aged man walked up helplessly, picked up the soil all over the ground and added the pit, and once again dirtying his hands.

Iinosa smiled.

The middle-aged man went to the mountain spring to wash his hands again. After doing this, he waved his hand and said goodbye to Iinosa.

Yizhisa looked at the little rusty bun, and her ears were filled with the middle-aged man's advice before leaving: "Don't use magic, I know there is a kind of magic that can make trees grow quickly. At this time, don't use magic, just let it grow naturally."

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...

Once you enter the night and look up at the mysterious starry sky, you will always be unable to help but fall into endless memories.

Ye Xinxia remembered that when she was studying, the students around her always seemed very anxious when the exam was approaching, but Xinxia never felt that way because she had never relaxed casually.

She has been in the Parthenon for many years, and she has never relaxed herself for a moment, just like learning magic. She knows that working in the Parthenon is not like learning magic. Just take time to make up for the missing chapters, and just ask others if you don’t understand knowledge. Many of her decisions and some of her intentions are related to the entire Parthenon, to Greece, and even to many areas that need the Parthenon to rescue.

She needs to take on more things. What she wants to give up most is that when the rain of blessing can only sprinkle a piece of land, the diseases in another area will quickly erode the people in the entire town...

And the survivors of this town will eventually question themselves on some occasion, why did they choose to let them die of illness?

Does the Parthenon also have a preference?

Are you only willing to save those who can benefit them, or rich areas that can be supported by a large amount of money?

Over the years, she has witnessed too many deaths with her own eyes. She thought that after experiencing the suffering of Bocheng, it would be the most shocking death she has ever seen in her life, but she never thought that it was just the beginning. At the Parthenon, she witnessed such things breaking out around the world almost every month.

The soul gave Ye Xinxia the magical technique of resurrection.

But the magic of resurrection can only save one person forever, thousands of others, tens of thousands of others, and hundreds of thousands of others, will die.

Diseases, plagues, curses, black wickedness, wars, demons, natural disasters...

The Parthenon still appears very small in this frequent outbreak of cholera.

What's more, the real purpose of the Parthenon today is not to resolve suffering. Everyone's attention is on elections, to cultivate the next goddess, and to do their best to establish a relationship with the power of the goddess.

Ye Xinxia kept telling herself.

Don't forget your original intention.

But there was a very realistic problem before her, forcing her to concentrate power on herself like the saints of the past and seize the position of goddess at all costs.

If she wants to implement her original intention, she must change the entire Parthenon and return the Parthenon to its original theme.

And how to change the Parthenon??

The only way is to be a goddess myself.

In the event that you can't even survive, the original intention cannot remain unchanged unless your original intention coincides with Inosa.

Only by letting go of the current original intention and seizing the supreme divine power can we truly not forget our original intention.

What's more, there is another more important reason in front of Xinxia, ​​which makes her unable to defeat Iinosa no matter what!

Black stones.

The goddess owns a black stone.

The gear of fate turned back to its original position, but Xinxia could not let the tragedy happen again!

"Your Highness, the Knights' Hall is fully under control, and there is no possibility of rebellion in the middle. On the Hall of Faith, there are two high priests who will support you unconditionally. I'm afraid that the Hall of Judgment is still firmly in control." Old Madam Tata said in a low voice.

"The internal situation is very clear." Xinxia said.

"The House of Judgment has a close relationship with the Holy City. What we are most worried about now is the interference of the Holy City. The quasi-priest you asked me to bombard you, and he asked me to tell you that there will be no votes in the Holy City to support you, and they will support Iinosa." Tata said.

"I understand." Xinxia nodded.

"You are not worried at all. You should know that the votes in the Holy City are very important. If they all stand on Iinosa's side, you will have no chance of winning... If it really doesn't work, you will agree to their conditions. After all, that person has no hope. Everyone in the Holy City wants him to die. Your choice has no impact on his final judgment. It is better to make a wiser choice so that you can win the position of the goddess." Tata said anxiously.

Xinxia stared at Tata, without any emotion in her eyes.

Tata was startled and dared not speak anymore.

"Don't say such things again in the future. I had encountered such a thing when I was very young. At that time, I could do nothing..." Xinxia said to Tata, and her tone was a little softer.

"Ah?? Do you still remember?" Tata said in surprise.

Tata actually met Xinxia a long time ago. She was still held in Wentai's arms, illuminating the surroundings like a pearl, and illuminating Wentai's smile at all times.

Tata took care of Xinxia, ​​who was less than four years old. At that time, Ye Xinxia was the little princess of the entire Parthenon... but the incident happened soon.

"I don't know why, but recently some memories from a long time ago have come up, just like the memory seal in my mind has been opened, and some pictures are vivid in my mind." Xinxia said.

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