Food is the most important thing for people. No matter which world they are in, as long as the people do not transcend the world, they still need to eat. Then, food is the most important topic in the world.

Tuya's eyes showed fanaticism, but he searched for it in every possible way, but he could never find any trace. It seemed that the treasure was made up by the spirit of the earth and made him divert his sight.

If it weren't for the moss on the ground, Tuya could not believe it. She subconsciously wondered whether the spirit of the earth had found a new favor and no longer cared so much about him.

The earth also needs messengers. Tuya is one of them.

However, the moss on the ground is still expanding, but the speed has slowed down and is slowing down further. Or it will stop directly when it is.

How is that possible! Tuya suddenly felt an opportunity away from him, and a feeling of extreme reluctance arises in his heart.

No, such a good opportunity must belong to me.

But, where is the treasure?

"Do you found it?"

Tuya yelled at the group of orcs looking for deep in the cave. If she didn't seize the opportunity, she would never find that thing again.

Angel looked up, his body was still hiding in endless shadows. The existence of moss increased a lot of shadows for him. He also increased his confidence in the confrontation of Tuya.

The Shadow Spirit is still not as good as the Earth Spirit in the main material plane. But it can create some shadow fields to compete with the Tits!

Angel couldn't find where the treasure was, but he just vaguely knew one direction. The reason why he let the people from the Ghost Wolf Group go in and searched was nothing more than shifting Tuya's attention.

He was still searching for the entrance of this big hole outside, and faintly, he had already captured that direction.

But at this moment, this vague feeling suddenly disappeared, disappearing without a trace, as if it had never appeared before.

A feeling of loss emerges from the bottom of my heart.

Is this a loss of the treasure? Who is it? Lin Chuan? Impossible?

The power of the Ghost Wolf Group has collected a lot of information, and even Lin Chuan’s real name has been known.

But Angel didn't believe it. He didn't even know what the treasure he saw was, and Lin Chuan had already taken the lead.

He would never have thought that the treasure was refined by Lin Chuan himself.

With the inheritance of a mythical world, Lin Chuan is indeed superior to others to a certain extent.

At this time, he also felt that because the half-plane hole was not completely closed, some of the powers that emerged from the divine talisman were leaked to the main material plane. These are the foundation of his own half-plane growth, and they belong to him.

Lin Chuan naturally closed the entrance of the half-plane immediately, which was the instinct of the half-plane master. With the complete closing of the entrance, Lin Chuan felt that the speed of the half-plane growth had increased slightly. Although this speed was very slow and no one could feel it. But this could not be concealed by Lin Chuan, because he was the Lord of the half-plane and the master of the divine talisman.

At this time, the surface of the divine talisman changed again. The original green light slowly turned into red. This is a manifestation of enthusiasm and a manifestation of growth.

Under the sacred spring, plants grow one after another, and some buds hang on the branches. They dotted and hung all over the branches. At this time, when summer comes, these buds bloom, exuding the fragrance of flowers.

The fragrance of flowers made everyone who kept praying felt a spiritual shock. At the same time, their minds became clearer.

Is this? Are flowers in full bloom?

Sheriel could not believe it, and then quickly thought of the authority of the Lord of the Four Seasons.

"You are the God of the Four Seasons, you dominate the changes of the Four Seasons!"

Since the changes in the four seasons can be dominated, how can these be done?

"You are the God of Spring, and you hold the authority to revive everything!"

Previously, Sheriel had seen the scene of everything reviving. The rapid rise of those plants is the best proof. The birth of those buds is the best manifestation.

Then, Sherry thought of the blooming of flowers now.

She didn't stop praying, but just opened her eyes and looked at the half-plane in front of her, unable to believe it.

In a place with a height of more than 400 acres, all the plants are growing rapidly, and then flowers are blooming quickly. The scene of colorful flowers and flowers competing for beauty is simply a confusing look on the eyes.

"You are the God of Summer, and you hold the authority to thrive in all things!"

Sheriel understood this prayer more thoroughly and believed more deeply.

This is a great existence, the master of the four seasons, and can control the changes of the four seasons.

Old John and others did not miss this. They originally just prayed casually, just wanted a spiritual sustenance. Seeing the plants soaring, they thought it was the masterpiece of a certain monster.

For example, the two star-spotted elks that often appear in front of them, their natural magic can accelerate the growth of plants.

But this speed is far from the change of the semi-plane in front of you.

But Old John just felt that perhaps it was because of a monster that was stronger than the two elks.

But at this time, this great change made Old John unable to help but doubt.

Is it really a monster? Or is it really that great existence?

The dominance of the four seasons, the revival of all things, and the eruption of all things?

It is a very close and love ability. As a farmer, who doesn’t like such an existence? If the continuous grain on your land can continue to grow and thrive, that is what farmers are most happy about.

"You are the God of the Four Seasons, you dominate the changes of the Four Seasons!"

"You are the God of Spring, and you hold the authority to revive everything!"

"You are the God of Summer, and you hold the authority to thrive in all things!"

"You are the God of Autumn, and you hold the authority to harvest all things!"

"You are the God of Winter, and you hold the authority contained in all things!"

"I pray for your response, I would like to believe in your way, to practice your will, and may your way be carried on earth as if it were in your country!"

Unconsciously, Old John bent his body lower, and he was more attentive when he prayed. On the top of his head, the white silk thread was originally a little gray, but it had quickly transformed into white and became thicker.

Lin Chuan suddenly became interested when he saw this change.
Chapter completed!