Chapter 8 Fake Sanctuary

In this way, Lei Mo became a mage of the Holy Land without knowing any magic.

But it's not without gain. With his eyes closed, Lei Mo can actually perceive eight totem poles. Wait... eight totem poles, so what is this totem pole in my hand?

Also, I remember the old warriors in the tribe said that there were eight huge totem poles in the hall. Lei Mo was so frightened that he quickly opened his eyes, one, two, three... seven, eight - nine!

No, no, my posture must be wrong. Then, he closed his eyes again, well, it was eight.

Lei Mo was so frightened that he fell from a "height" of three centimeters. He staggered, then stood still, and then froze. What was going on?

Lei Mo clenched his fist, and then waved it vigorously. That's right, it still felt like a seventh-level warrior.

He closed his eyes again, followed his instinctive feeling, and slowly floated up, this time rising by more than ten centimeters.

He quickly landed and looked around. The tauren brothers around him ignored him as always. No one paid attention to a two-meter-old dwarf playing a game of growing taller.

"What's going on? I can fly. That's the sanctuary."

"Eh? Why did I say the Holy Realm? Which cultivation system does the Holy Realm belong to?"

"No matter! I must rely on the system I am most familiar with."

In this strangely familiar world, the Bloodhoof Tribe is considered safe.

Lei Mo didn't want to and didn't dare to reveal all his secrets. The influence of traditional Chinese culture made Lei Mo decide to keep it secret for now.

This has the same effect as magic, but it is still more powerful than magic, because when the runes are perceived, there is a trace of law fluctuation.

Ah - this, this is a bit like the Angel Reincarnation Pool. Can such a thing exist in this small material plane?

The Tauren tribe has very little inheritance of magic, and the Bloodhoof tribe has none at all. In this case, Lei Mo doesn't know how to absorb magic.

Without the increase in power and physical strength, Lei Mo circled around the purple totem pole. The surface area of ​​this pillar with a diameter of more than ten meters was still a bit large.

Lei Mo found a rune he was familiar with, which was the gravity rune, but this one was engraved. He observed it carefully and kept staring.

Lei Mo also wanted to show his strength, but he couldn't explain it. Lei Mo didn't want to be studied. His experience on earth made Lei Mo well versed in the art of Gou.

The reason why we didn't go to the other pillars was that on the one hand, the purple pillars had the most runes and the most comprehensive ones. On the other hand, there was no one here, but the other eight pillars were surrounded.

Lei Mo suppressed the chaotic emotions in his heart and carefully observed the runes on the purple pillar.

This is why the ancestor spirit worship, or the ancestor spirit temple enlightenment, has a ten-day cycle.

He just knew that rune engravers were more likely to obtain the blessings of ancestral spirits. Lei Mo guessed that he had learned rune engraving in advance and had familiar runes. Then he started with the runes he was familiar with, making it easier to sense the fluctuations.

Lei Mo couldn't feel most of the runes and had no way of judging them. Doesn't it mean that there are no specific mysteries in the rules? Then would there be regular runes on these pillars?

Lei Mo could even lie down directly against the pillar and no one would care. In the eyes of others, this place was just an empty space.

But this is just because his level of contact is not enough. Lei Mo knows that there is no world where the weak and the strong are not predators, and it is bloody?

It is really unbelievable. Although this is countless times weaker than the Angel Reincarnation Pool, it is an eight-line law or rule.

Gradually, Lei Mo finally sensed that the air around him was filled with light spots of various colors, many of which were very complex and difficult to distinguish.

"But I'm obviously still a seventh-level warrior, so it must be this pillar's fault!"

I can touch and see this pillar, but why can’t I perceive it? Ah, when did I have the ability to perceive?

However, I didn't find it. I don't know if I went somewhere to meditate and understand the runes on the pillars.

This ancestral court of the Tauren clan has a big secret. Not only is this purple pillar, but the eight pillars are also powerful. Each pillar seems to have a series of runes corresponding to the mysterious laws. Although these runes are not complete, but

It's amazing enough.

Although there are obvious fluctuations in the runes that can be sensed, the tiny fluctuations are still not enough to judge the functions of the runes.

Lei Mo judged that either he did not have the talent for that law, or his strength was not enough.

Lei Mo wandered around the purple pillar again, sometimes lowering his head and sometimes raising his head. Although he did not dare to fly again, he could look up at the runes higher up.

There is also this purple guy. Until now, Lei Mo has not counted exactly how many types of runes are carved on the purple totem pole.

You may have guessed that others cannot see this purple totem pole, and this purple totem pole is far enough away from the totem poles on both sides.

Lei Mo touched the purple pillar again, and it still felt like scales.

The most shocking thing is that this rune allows people who don't understand the mystery of the law to use this mystery of the law without having any understanding of the mystery.

I don’t know what the blessings of ancestral spirits are like. Everyone’s experience is different, so there is no reference value.

One day passed, and three days passed. Lei Mo faintly felt a special kind of fluctuation.

You probably know which is the mysterious rune corresponding to the water system, and which is the mysterious rune corresponding to the fire system. This is very scary...

That might be the case. Lei Mo also had random thoughts for a while. With the body of a seventh-level warrior, there would be no problem if he didn't eat or drink for more than ten days.

In the next seven days, Lei Mo understood the runes of power, runes of gravity, and runes of solidity.

Either he was too low-level, or the corresponding mysterious runes were too high-level. In the remaining twenty days, Lei Mo comprehended four runes at a rate of one rune every five days, plus the three runes he mastered in the first ten days.

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After feeling that there was no hunger or discomfort in his body, he did not leave the Ancestral Spirit Hall with the large army and continued to wander around the purple totem pole.

In this case, Lei Mo became even more enthusiastic when observing the runes. Whatever the unknown runes touched him, he silently remembered them in his heart and understood them carefully.

From time to time, he would take out his homemade animal hair pen and write and draw on the animal skin in his arms. Without actually testing the runes, there is a high probability that the effect would not be known.

There is also this purple totem pole, which is a bit like the reincarnation pool of all angels. There are many runes that Lei Mo cannot understand, and he cannot feel any fluctuations.

What kind of item is this? Is it really created by the tauren ancestors?

Also, how does the ancestral spirit blessing of ordinary warriors allow people who do not understand the mysteries of the laws to obtain a certain improvement in the mysteries of the laws, thereby increasing their combat effectiveness.

There are only seven elemental systems, but there are eight totem poles.

Lei Mo was very confused and panicked. He quietly searched among the crowd, hoping to find Kane and make some insinuations.

However, Lei Mo has vaguely guessed something, but there is no way to verify it. Apart from being able to levitate and sense the surrounding environment, there is nothing.

Lei Mo has surpassed his master Paro and became a seven-rune engraver, although I haven't heard of any level of rune engraver.

But Lei Mo still felt that he was more awesome, and he gave himself an award in his heart! He didn't eat or drink for thirty days, and he didn't feel anything at all.

Could it be that he is really a saint? He can only be a saint magister, not a saint warrior.

Who has ever seen a Holy Domain Magister who can't cast a single spell? He must be a complete fake.
Chapter completed!