Chapter 584 Shirley's Sea of ​​Consciousness

Lin Chuan smiled slightly, as long as Shirley was not completely bewitched by the devil, there was still room for redemption.

Such a girl with super perception is a resource that every church must fight for.

The map of mountains and rivers also passed some information to him before, that is, how to condense the gods and talismans in Chinese mythology. These are some talismans such as the land of mountain gods. If you are not a god, that is, you have not ascended to the true god, you can only be regarded as a cultivator.

At this time, Lin Chuan is only at the bronze level, and at most it is a rune that condenses the ninth rank, which is equivalent to the bronze level.

China's god system is different from others. There are a lot of mortals, and a complete god system has been built.

And the god system of Io Continent is composed of true gods.

But Lin Chuan did not intend to copy the complete god system to the continent of Io.

His own strength is not enough to protect the system. At that time, if it is taken by other gods, with their size, how can there be Lin Chuan?

So this matter can be considered and done. But it must be very secretive, and the gods cannot let the priests who are too powerful see it.

Otherwise, the one at the top is okay, after all, he is on the upper plane.

If Edwin knew, this thing would be like a huge treasure, and Edwin couldn't help but be tempted.

No, the goddess of life is the same. He cannot come down by himself, but there is still the strength of a church. After all, Edwin is also his influence. The big deal is that when the time comes, just share some soup with Edwin.

Therefore, this matter must be absolutely cautious. This is different from his own rise. No one else knows the details of Lin Chuan's practice. Even the Bing Xin Jue was given to the star point elk and the unicorn anyway.

At this point, maybe Ms. Unicorn and Goddess of Life already know about it. As for whether they will spread, that is something the gods consider.

The Bing Xin Jue is still very beneficial for the cultivation of spiritual power. It can also prevent many magic riots.

Those are just small things, although it may be a big thing for many individuals. But to the gods, it's a trivial matter.

As long as you are devout enough and make enough contributions, the gods can also greatly increase your strength. On the contrary, this kind of method that can be practiced by oneself and strengthen one's strength may not be liked by the gods.

From the nearest temple, it can be seen that there is no spread.

The gods are not willing to spread this kind of practice.

But this kind of god system is different, and it must not spread.

At this time, as Shirley's voice became smaller and smaller, there was a sudden scream in the void.

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

Instead, it was Shirley, who just had a headache. But then, she fell into a struggle. The brows were wrinkled, it was a struggle in the spirit.

"It seems that devils also pay attention to the spirit of contract. People disagree, why do you force it?" Lin Chuan said, using the power of the Taiyin mirror, and at the same time, an illusory figure emerged from Lin Chuan's body. walk out.

The figure walked slowly, and then submerged between Xue Lier's eyebrows.

Outside, a large area of ​​moonlight fell, covering this area inside, and at the same time making the surrounding scene blurred and distorted.

After a while, a group of guards rushed over.

But nothing was found, slums are still slums. Unrest, looting, fighting, and moaning are 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, nothing came of it.

With no choice but to take out a medal, after activating it, he reported: "Master, the slums are still the same as usual."

A roar came from the medal: "What do you mean as usual?"

Team leader: "It's just fighting, brawling, scrambling, dead people, nothing else."

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

Because even the magic tower was traced to the slums by the dark hands of the guards guarding the city.

But then, that also broke.

"What's going on?" The middle-aged mage muttered to himself: "Could it be that the other party went to the slums deliberately, wanting to take advantage of the environment there and get rid of detection?"

"But how does he know that we have the means to track it? Impossible?"

Looking back, I saw the apprentice standing there, wondering what he was thinking.

The middle-aged mage was angry from the heart, and raised his hand and it was a resounding one.

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

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

Wait, he probably has the same idea, right? If you want to copy my method, I just want to say, you are so naive.

Apprentices in the Mage Tower have no human rights. If you encounter a better mage, it is naturally a fair trade.

In this regard, there are still many magicians who have inherited the purpose of Netheril.

But more, it is to exploit the interests of lower-level mages. After being exploited level by level, the only ones who suffer in the end are the mage apprentices.

Some mages also need to contribute their bodies to let the higher-level mages solve their physical needs.

This is not the scariest thing, the scariest thing is that the apprentice mage may have to participate in the experiment of the senior mage, so that the senior mage will do various experiments on him.

It's fine if it's harmless, but most experiments are harmful.

In addition to pain, some permanent injuries are the most feared.

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

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

Of course, the other hand touched the waist. There, there is a scar left after an experiment that can never be removed.

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

"Instead of being so useless and unable to advance, then simply sell your soul to the devil. Anyway, there is no hope, no future. I will suffer your beatings here. Then, go to hell with me!"

The crazier he was, the calmer this person became, and he didn't show it at all.

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

But then, he started manipulating the magic tower again.

The slums of Dashengguan obviously have magical fluctuations, why can't they be locked?

During this period, is there any mistake? Or is there something wrong with the magic circle?

At this time, Lin Chuan had already stepped into Xue Lier's sea of ​​consciousness. Here is the sea of ​​spirit, the abode of one's consciousness. It was the place where Lin Xueer's soul was when she fell into a vegetative state before.

At this time, Lin Chuan could already briefly enter the sea of ​​consciousness of others. If he had this kind of power, he would have been able to wake up Lin Xueer.