After surviving the attack of the Dark Killer without any danger, everyone continued to move towards the temple after dawn. When they arrived at the town in front of the temple, the Feng Shui masters said that the people inside were all loyal believers of the Saint Seiya, and asked Luke to change into the white robe that symbolizes the Saint Seiya. The robe is simple in style and soft in fabric. The material is the top-grade silk, and it also has a faint aura on it. It is very comfortable to wear, but it is a little... big. After changing clothes, Luke felt complicated. The robe was barely fixed across his shoulders, exposing a large piece of flesh. If he moved a little, it would slide down. Because the hem was too long, he had to use one hand to lift it up to expose his legs and little feet to walk. This dress made him feel speechless. "Are you sure this is the robe of the Saint Seiya?" Why did he feel that this thing was so improper? This is not just a practice. His current body is a boy. What is he going to do with this dress? Are there a bunch of priests living in the town? The Saint Seiya wearing this clothes to preach and save the world will remind him of some plot in the book. The old man who listened to the Feng Shui master's instructions all the way also covered his eyes and put on Lu Ke's clothes again, "Can you be flexible and change into normal clothes?" For the elderly, this clothes can be described as immoral.
Xiaoyu retracted her gaze and blinked: "The shape is quite unique, but it should be a little too cool." The Feng Shui master looked at each other and seemed a little embarrassed. "I'm sorry, great Saint Seiya." "This is an adult-sized holy robe." "We will contact the tailor to change it for you." Lu Ke sighed, "No need, it's not like this." He was shocked. He really thought that there was a generation of Saint Seiya who gave his body to bear all the evils in this world. Lu Ke stretched out his hand and pressed it on the holy robe. The invisible Qi enveloped the clothes. The Shen Ji Bai Lian completed the control and transformation of the holy robe in just a few seconds. Without making any drastic changes to the shape, the size of the holy robe was proportionally reduced until it perfectly fit Luke's body. Most of the extra fabric was collected by Luke, and a small part was turned into a cape and belt for embellishment. "This is fine, it shouldn't be too ostentatious, right?" Luke pointed to the two new parts he had added and asked. The Feng Shui masters were stunned, and regarded this strange situation as a miracle, and knelt down to Luke again and again. "The holy robe chose you, the great Saint Seiya." Luke smiled and walked forward: "Let's go and see my loyal believers." The Feng Shui masters hurriedly followed and surrounded him. The old man behind nodded with relief: "He looks more and more like a Saint Seiya." Xiaoyu put her hands in her pockets: "Actually, I think the one just now was not bad... Uh~" She cried out in pain halfway through her words, covering her head and looking at her father with accusing eyes. Dad retracted his finger, "There is one more thing, Xiaoyu, you are not allowed to fall in love too early, especially with the Saint Seiya. The appearance of the Saint Seiya means that the power of the black energy is rising steadily, and a disaster will happen soon. Lu Ke needs to save the world."
"Hey, Dad, I don't want to fall in love too early." Xiao Yu retorted angrily, "And can't we wait until Lu Ke finishes saving the world? By then, I will be grown up." Dad pushed his glasses and showed a respectful look: "No, the Saint Seiya will not get married. He will dedicate his life to a great cause." "Really?" Xiao Yu crossed his arms and looked unconvinced. "Then may I ask Dad, how is the blood of the Saint Seiya passed down?" Dad was choked and had doubts in his eyes. Yes, if the Saint Seiya does not get married, how is the blood passed down? He changed his mind: "One more thing, don't forget that you will return to Hong Kong in a year." "I don't want to go back, it's so boring there, no spells, no mafia, no ninja soldiers, no dark killers, no kung fu and magic..." Xiaoyu said one by one, and finally felt a little embarrassed: "And there is no you either." Checkmate! After playing the family card, the old man had nothing to say for the time being. ... "The Saint Seiya is here!" As soon as he arrived in the town, a group of people surrounded Lu Ke, who was wearing a white holy robe and surrounded by Feng Shui masters. "The Saint Seiya is a child, he hasn't grown up yet." "As expected of the Saint Seiya, he was so cute when he was a child." "Shut up! How can you use the word cute to blaspheme the great Saint Seiya!" One after another, Lu Ke was looked at with respect, admiration, doubt and a few were a little suspicious. The Feng Shui Master stepped forward at the right time, and they raised Luke's hand, "Let's offer blessings for the return of the Saint Seiya." As the Feng Shui Master came forward, the doubtful and suspicious eyes disappeared, replaced by a high degree of enthusiasm. "Saint Seiya! Saint Seiya! Saint Seiya!" They stretched out their arms to salute, and kept calling the title of "Saint Seiya". Their expressions and behaviors were fanatical, as if they were possessed. Xiaoyu's scalp was numb. She originally thought that her father became strange after knowing the identity of the Saint Seiya, but compared with these people, her father was much more normal. "What are they doing?" "They want to bathe in the glory of the Saint Seiya." Luke looked at the ever-increasing crowd of people and felt a little uncomfortable. However, as the followers saluted and called, more and more white air surrounded him, along with the thoughts in his mind. My understanding of magic is getting deeper and deeper. A good mage must get rid of books and make magic spells to achieve the desired effect according to specific situations. At this time, Luke has reached this level. It is true that he is not a Saint, but as long as people in the White Qi camp think that he is a Saint and recognize that he is a Saint, it doesn't matter whether he is a real Saint or not.
When the frenzied atmosphere subsided slightly, the pudgy mage opened his mouth to let the crowd disperse. "The Saint is about to hold an awakening ceremony, so don't hinder his progress." After hearing this, the crowd immediately left in an orderly manner, and soon everyone returned to their original places. Without their obstruction, the group quickly arrived at the temple. The abbot of the temple first bowed to the three Feng Shui masters and said, "You have worked hard and have a good rest." Then he nodded to his father and Xiaoyu: "Saint warriors and warriors who protect him, your heroic deeds in fighting in front of the dark killer have been spread. I am grateful for your help." Dad clasped his hands together: "This is what I should do." Xiaoyu touched her head: "Then do I have any prizes?" "You can always bask in the honor of the Saint." The host smiled and nodded, speaking very decently. However, Xiaoyu still heard the meaning of the words, and the answer was no. She curled her lips and said nothing. Finally, the host looked at Luke, his eyes full of piety, "Great leader, let us start the awakening ceremony to let you recall the memories of more than 1,000 years." "OK." Lu Ke lay down obediently on the stone bed of the ceremony and closed his eyes while listening to the host's voice. The fragrance of burned medicinal herbs floated in the air, mixed with a little magic. Awakening rituals can bring back memories of past lives. Luke has no memory of his previous life. It is still his first life when he is reincarnated into this world, but he has many other memories of Luke in his mind. These memories become clearer and more direct under the stimulation of the ritual. Observing other Luke's memories in this state has a VR upgrade to an immersive effect. "Well... Elf Luke has a lot of magical memories. You can read them carefully several times." "Marvel Luke's magic... Tsk, learn it as a clone of Elf Luke. Isn't this what Elf Luke learned? Isn't it possible that everyone in the space except Elf Luke hates learning!" At first, Luke planned to use this state to learn more about magic-related knowledge than usual, but after studying for a while, he felt that he should combine work and rest and watch something more relaxed. "Hmm, is there a Divine Condor Chapter in "Shounen Jiraiya"? It's awesome, but can you take off the shielding ring? Please use your succubus physique to bathe in it a few more times. Oh, no, how can I think like this? This is too bad." "Wow! So awesome. He is worthy of being the pirate Luke. Luke among the Lukes. The weapons for his three-meter-long body are really exaggerated. The Maginot is like a cup in his hand. It's not broken?" "In space, you are submissive, but in reality, you are punching hard. I didn't expect Dragon Clan Luke to be so crazy? Eh... this... is this the Hundred Regiment Battle of the Top War that is widely circulated in space? It's wonderful, why didn't I watch it earlier? look." … Xiaoyu, who had been paying attention to Lu Ke's expression, walked forward and stopped unhappily when two monks from the temple raised their hands to stop her. "Why is Luke's face so red? There won't be any problem with the medicinal materials you burned!" The host shook his head solemnly, "The things prepared for the Saints are the best. He must have been emotional thinking about the scenes of him fighting various evils for more than a thousand years." "Really?" "certainly!"