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Apocalypse Continent.

Since the beginning of chaos, spiritual power has prevailed.

The struggle for divine power and the checks and balances of royal power.

Four points today - Tianlin, Dongsheng, Yuzhao, Digrus.

Four empires, each holding its own.

…

Temple of Light.

In the glorious and holy hall, a woman with curly chestnut hair was wearing a simple golden dress. She tapped her right hand on her left chest and saluted the man in the high position.

She smiled slightly, noble and elegant, "Your Majesty the Pope, our Lord has issued divine will and ordered us to establish the Guangming Academy and summon outstanding students from the mainland to enter and practice."

As if he was extremely satisfied, the pope in the high position smiled, his eyebrows flashing, "Thank you for your hard work, envoy, my lord is wise."

…

After three months.

The intersection of the four countries, Guangming Mountain.

The mountains and forests are quiet and the grass is green.

A man dressed as a boy followed behind a young man with a tired look on his face.

"Sir, stop playing around. We have been delayed for so long and now we have arrived at the foot of Guangming Mountain. Everyone else has already arrived at the academy. The head of the family hopes that you can come to Guangming City to improve your cultivation..."

"I am already a spiritual master. I am only one step away from the spiritual king. If I am a genius, how can I let others live if I continue to practice?"

The young man who spoke was none other than the second young master in the boy's mouth, Yan Ming.

With a piece of dogtail grass in his mouth, Yan Ming watched the activities around him in boredom, his eyebrows lazily said, "Guangming Palace is just a boring piece of shit that is full of food."

The Guangming Temple moved very quickly, and in just three months, the Guangming Academy was built.

The Temple of Light, which has always represented divine power, single-handedly founded the Academy of Light, which naturally attracted countless people to flock to it.

Oh, that doesn't include him.

"Young master, why do you say that? The bishop even came to your home to invite you in person. You must know that only people from the six major families can enter the school without taking exams, while others must take exams for admission." The boy hated the fact that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

On this continent, only a few people who can sense spiritual power can become spiritual cultivators. Others either practice fighting spirit and become martial cultivators, or they can only become ordinary people.

Ordinary practitioners become spiritual beings at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and those with talent may be able to reach the level of spiritual beings. The young master has talent but does not cherish it. It is really a waste of natural resources.

Without paying attention, Yan Ming sneered, with a trace of sarcasm on his lips, "Do you really think that's a invitation? How naive."

Divine power and royal power have always been incompatible. Although the Four Kingdoms are large, they are not as powerful as the Temple of Light. They can inherit the divine power and win the hearts of the people.

Now it seems that the two parties are already on a collision course.

The six ancient families, which are the lifeblood of the continent, are the objects of competition for royal power and divine power. It can be said that they were ordered to attend Guangming Academy this time.

Divine power and royal power will eventually fight.

The boy couldn't understand anyway, so he trotted up to him and spat with joy, "Anyway, Master, haven't you always wanted to meet other people from these six families?"

"This is Xi Yan Dong Shang, Nan Leng and North Wen, as well as the other two families. Anyway, they will all go to Guangming Academy this time. It will be wonderful for the six major families to come together! Young master, just go and have fun - oh!"

By accident, he didn't notice that Yan Ming had stopped, and the boy bumped into a hard back. His nose felt sore and he was about to scream that it hurt, but Yan Ming covered his mouth, "Shut up, look there!"

He lowered his body, pushed aside the weeds in front of him, and stared straight ahead. The sight he saw made his eyes tremble suddenly!

…

Inside the dilapidated thatched hut, there were nearly twenty girls inside and outside. They hugged each other with frightened expressions on their faces, as if they had lost their souls in fear.

One of the girls, her tattered clothes could no longer cover her body, her eyes were lifeless, she was tearing up at the clothes in front of her, and her exposed arms were covered with bruises.

"Captain, these people are wanted from above. Is it really okay for us to do this?"

In addition to a dozen girls, there were five men in the thatched shed. They were all dressed in white robes with gold trim and looked sacred. One of the men was a little scared and hesitated to speak.

These people are the guards of the Temple of Light.

The man known as the captain was putting on his belt with a contemptuous smile on his face, "What's the problem? What do you think the higher ups want them to do? We're just having fun first."

"That's right, it's their honor to be able to contribute to the temple, and serving us spiritual practitioners is a blessing earned over several lifetimes! Besides, didn't we just tamper with one of them, who could find out?" Someone from the side agreed with a sly smile.

"That's true. It's a pity that there's only one pretty person among this group of people. It's been a long time since I met the best, best... team, captain!!"

"You're so surprised, what are you doing?!" Seemingly dissatisfied, the captain turned around impatiently, only to see that his men's eyes were about to pop out.

“Excellent!!”

He followed his men's gaze suspiciously, and his eyes suddenly froze.

…

The girl leaned lazily against the wooden wall. Her eyes were brighter than the stars, and her skin was three points whiter than snow. There was a tear mole in the corner of her eye, and there was a pile of thatch under her seat, but she did not hide her frightened look.

There was a cool smile on his lips.

Wearing red is particularly eye-catching.

Indescribable beauty, not only the face, but also the aura.

He was clearly in jail, but he remained calm.

"Excellent, excellent!!" He wiped his saliva subconsciously. He had seen many women, but the person in front of him was really stunningly beautiful.

"My dear, she is more beautiful than the saint, she belongs to me!" The captain had lost the ability to think and rubbed his hands secretly, not realizing anything was wrong.

For example, how she appeared quietly.

With his face shining brightly, he walked over slowly.

Beside, a dozen women hugged each other even more fearfully, sympathizing with the girl who was about to encounter a murderous attack.

But the half-dressed woman, for some unknown reason, looked indifferently at the stunning woman who was about to be killed.

…

"Second brother, you really don't need to worry about it, just let those beasts in the temple do whatever they want?" Leng Che looked anxious, that disgusting bastard in the Guangming Temple was about to succeed.

Due to the distance, Leng Che could not clearly see the woman's expression, but the man beside her only glanced at her slightly.

"If you don't want to be silenced by her, just stay patient."

The tone is somewhat lazy, the voice is deep and powerful, and it is extremely confusing.

Silence, silence?!

By whom? Those drunkards from the Temple of Light?

Leng Che didn't know why, but he was suddenly stung by a dazzling electric light and closed his eyes, "I'm going, is this thunder?!"

When he opened it again, before he could look towards the thatched hut, he saw that his second brother seemed to be in a trance.

...Thunder and lightning properties?

A dark light flashed in Leng Xiuze's eyes. When Leng Che came back to his senses, the person in front of him had already turned towards the direction of the thatched hut.

"Hey! Second brother, aren't you minding your own business?" Leng Che hurriedly spread his legs and chased after him.

He saw that his second brother was ready to leave just now.

Leng Xiu is speechless.

The movement just now, the power of thunder and lightning, could reach this point. The woman had clearly discovered the two of them, and there was no point in hiding.

Leng Che followed and rubbed his eyes that were almost blinded by the flash, "Absolutely, thunder and lightning attributes are rare!"

"Those people have hit a brick wall. There are so few practitioners of thunder and lightning attributes. There is such a person in Guangming City. Now there is a good show to watch!!"

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————Digression————

Ah, after playing for half a month, Dajin is very happy!

At the beginning of a new journey, who would have thought that Da Jin secretly prepared a fantasy!

Things to note in this article:

【1】Wen Fengxu and Leng Xiuze knew each other when they were young, but they haven't seen each other for five or six years since the heroine's accident, so it's not normal for them to meet each other.

【2】Spiritual practice: spiritual disciple, spiritual person, spiritual scholar, spiritual master, spiritual king, spiritual emperor, spiritual sect, spiritual saint, spiritual master, and dharma god (each stage is divided into three levels)

[3] Martial Arts: Martial Apprentice, Martial Artist, Warrior, Martial Master, Martial King, Martial Emperor, Martial Ancestor, Martial Saint, Martial Master, Martial God (each stage is divided into three levels)

【4】Both male and female protagonists have vests.

【5】The Temple of Light does not necessarily represent the light of justice.

【6】Do you think Dajin would let the male and female protagonists hook up so early? Hahaha, that’s impossible!

It doesn’t matter if you forget, Dajin won’t talk about it just once anyway~

Sorry for the useless introduction, Da Jin has been interested in fantasy for a few months. This article must have highlights and laughs!
Chapter completed!