Lin Chuan smiled slightly. As long as Sheriel was not completely bewitched by the devil, there was still room for recovery.

Such a girl with a strong perception is a resource that every church must compete for.

Previously, the Mountain and River Map also sent him some information, which is how to condense the gods in Chinese mythology. These are some talismans such as mountain gods and land. If they are not gods, they will not reach the true gods, and they can only be considered as gods who practice gods.

At this time, Lin Chuan was just a bronze level, and at most it was a ninth grade divine talisman, which was equivalent to a bronze level.

The Chinese god system is different from others. It has a large number of ordinary people and has built a complete god system.

The divine system of the Ao Continent is composed of true gods.

But Lin Chuan did not intend to copy the complete magic system to the Ao Continent.

His own strength is not enough to protect this system. At that time, if he is taken by other gods and uses their size, where can Lin Chuan have something to do?

So you can consider this matter and do it. But it must be very secretive, and even the gods cannot be seen by the too powerful priests.

Otherwise, it would be easy to say that one above is on the upper plane, after all.

If Edwin knew about it, this thing would be like a huge treasure, and Edwin would not be moved.

No, the same is true for the goddess of life. I can’t get down, but there is also the power of the church. After all, Edwin is also a power. At worst, I can just give it some soup to Edwin.

Therefore, you must be very cautious about this matter. This is different from your own rise. No one knows the specificity of Lin Chuan's practice. Even Bing Xin Jue gave star point elk and unicorn anyway.

At this time, maybe the unicorn lady and the goddess of life already knew. As for whether they will spread, it is what the gods are considering.

The Bing Xin Art is still very beneficial for the spiritual practice. It can also prevent many magical riots.

Those are just small things, although it may be a huge thing for many individuals, but for gods, they are small things.

As long as you are pious enough and give enough merits, the gods can also greatly increase your strength. On the contrary, this method of practicing by yourself and strengthening your strength may not be favored by the gods.

It can be seen from the nearest temple that has not spread.

The gods do not want this kind of exercise to spread.

But the system of this kind of god is different and must not be spread.

At this time, as Sheriel's voice became smaller and smaller, a sharp roar suddenly came from the void.

Lin Chuan had to cover his ears, and Elton was knocked unconscious.

On the contrary, Sheriel just had a headache. But then, she fell into struggle. Her eyebrows frowned, which was struggling in her spirit.

"It seems that the devils are not all concerned with the spirit of contract. People don't agree. Why do you still have to be strong?" Lin Chuan said, using the power of the Taiyin Treasure Mirror, and an illusory figure walked out of Lin Chuan's body.

The figure walked slowly and then sank into Sheriel's eyebrows.

Outside, large tracts of moonlight fell, covering the area inside, and at the same time making the surrounding scenery blurred and distorted.

After a while, a team of guards rushed over.

But nothing was discovered, the slums were still slums. Unrest, snatch, fight, and groan were the norm here.

"What should I do? Boss? I didn't find it at all!" said an ordinary guard.

The team leader didn't know what to do, so he had to let the team members disperse and search again. But in the end, he still found nothing.

There was no choice but to take out a medal, and after activation, the team leader reported: "Master, the slum is still the same as usual."

A roar came from the medal: "What does it mean as usual?"

Team leader: "It's just fighting, fighting, fighting, and killing people, there's no other difference."

The voice in the medal paused you, but then, I had to accept this.

Because even the magic tower used the secret weapon of the guards guarding the city to track down the slums.

But then, this was cut off.

"What the hell is going on?" the middle-aged mage murmured to himself: "Is the other party deliberately going to the slums and trying to use the environment there to get rid of exploration?"

"But how did he know that we have the means to track it? Isn't it possible?"

Looking back, I saw the apprentice standing there, not knowing what I was thinking.

The middle-aged mage was angry and raised his slap and made a loud noise.

These mage apprentices, who have poor qualifications, have to sell themselves in the magic tower to work for superior mages in exchange for a meager salary. And, possible channels for promotion.

But the middle-aged mage sneered in his heart: "It's so easy to promote? If I weren't..."

Wait, he wouldn't have the same idea, right? If you want to copy my method, I just want to say, you are so naive.

No apprentices in the Mage Tower have human rights. If you meet better Mages, it is naturally a fair deal.

In this regard, many magicians have inherited the purpose of Naserel.

But more of it is to exploit the interests of lower-level mages. After exploiting them one by one, the only one who ends up suffering is the apprentice of the mage.

Some mages also need to contribute their bodies to let the superior mage solve their physiological needs.

This is not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing is that the mage apprentice may have to participate in the experiment of the superior mage, and the superior mage is doing various experiments on it.

It's okay to be harmless, but most experiments are harmful.

In addition to pain, some permanent damage is the most feared.

Or maybe it would be better to die directly in the experiment?

The mage apprentice covered his face with one hand, lowered his head, and showed a look of hatred.

Of course, the other hand touched the waist. There were scars left after an experiment that would never be removed.

And, a lack of qualifications that can never be advanced.

"Instead of being so cowardly and unable to advance, then just sell your soul to the devil. There is no hope or future anyway. You will be beaten by you here. Then, go to hell with me!"

The more crazy the person is, the calmer the person becomes, and he does not show any signs.

The middle-aged mage nodded, feeling that his majesty was satisfied.

But then, he began to manipulate the magic tower again.

The slums in Dasheng Pass are obviously full of magical fluctuations, so why can't they be locked?

Is there something wrong during this period? Or is there something wrong with the magic circle?

At this time, Lin Chuan had already stepped into Sheriel's sea of ​​consciousness. This is the sea of ​​spirit, the residence of a person's consciousness. It is the place where Lin Xueer was when she fell into a vegetable before.
Chapter completed!