The flight field of the Second Colonel of the War Alliance covers an area the size of dozens of football fields, and the ground is divided into grids, and expensive flying machines are parked in their respective squares.

At this moment, there are only two people in the huge venue, it is Xi Guangyang and the middle-aged Xiao Meng, they are standing in the center of the whole venue, looking into the distance, and the small black dots in the distance are constantly magnifying.

The scorching waves of air crashed on the ground, blowing the nylon coat of the setting sun, and the neatly combed white hair was also blown up. He squinted his eyes and put his hands behind his back, like an aristocratic old gentleman, but unfortunately there was a pinned rose missing from his chest.

A streamlined pure sky-blue aircraft landed slowly. The hatch opened the moment it landed, and the three old men walked out slowly.

They have exactly the same facial features, all of them have a crown on their heads, they are covered with cranes, and their eyebrows and beards are white. It's just that the left one is slightly taller, with thin lips, high cheekbones, and a cold look in his eyes. The one on the right is slightly fatter, with a round face and a funny walk. Both of them had swords pinned to their waists. On the other hand, the one in the middle, with no long body, smiling face, but no eyes, was a blind man. But it can't help but make people feel intimate.

The fat one shouted as soon as he came down: "Lao Xi, you are not dead yet, come and practice with the brothers again." ”

The taller old man on the left frowned tightly: "It's disrespectful to the old man, is it a shame to come here?"

The fat old man was furious and was about to have a seizure, but the blind old man in the middle patted him, he snorted, the fat on his face trembled, and he didn't speak again.

Xi Guangyang stepped forward with a smile and took the initiative to shake hands with the smiling old man in the middle, "This time, the Ying clan actually sent three people to come together, it seems that it really attaches great importance to it." ”

The fat old man pouted: "I think you are old and confused, we should be three eagles have always been threesomes, when has it changed? Not to mention that the patriarch of this mission let us..."

The old man slapped the fat old man's head, and asked him to swallow the next words.

The fat old man knew that he was speechless, and pursed his lips and looked to the side.

The blind old man sighed: "Brother Xi, don't talk about it, this time the clan attaches great importance to it, otherwise we don't have to come in person."

Sunset's eyes were slightly small, he smiled, and the words changed, "You are willing to send the heir so long in advance." The young people in the school are now in a mess. ”

The blind old man smiled slightly: "Young man, you have to walk around." ”

Old Man Gao said disdainfully: "A group of poor boys in the school, who dares to touch the pearl of our Ying family, unless it is too long." ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere suddenly became cold.

"Hehehe. Xi Guangyang touched the red agate ring on his right hand absently, "Yes, there are some people in the second school who are not in the stream, and my brother should be quick to talk!"

The blind old man couldn't see, but he seemed to know everyone's location. He frowned slightly at the second child, and the invisible majesty forced the old man Gao to stop talking.

The laughing old man smiled and said, "Hehe, the second brother has always spoken straightforwardly, and he still looks forward to the old brother Haihan." It's been all these years, and I don't know how my brother is doing. Let's go, take us around your lair. As he spoke, his hand was already on the forearm of the setting sun.

Sunset smiled still, "A few visitors are guests, and I, as the host, naturally have to do my best, and a few come with me." His other hand in turn put his arm around the blind old man's shoulder, "Brother can't see, I'll take you away." ”

While the two were talking and laughing, an invisible momentum burst out, blowing a lot of green plants and trees on both sides of the airport. Birds are forbidden in an area of several kilometers. Both humans and animals still follow the primitive law of the jungle, and at this time, the two kind old men are the absolute overlords of the birds.

Such a scene is very strange, one side is dressed fashionably, a standard modern old man, and the other side has a fluttering robe, like an immortal in ancient times. The wrestling between the two is quite like a collision of two eras.

Two flame-like lines flashed between the eyebrows of the setting sun, and the feet stood still. The smiling old man was windless and automatic, and was blown by the invisible wind and waves. He didn't make any moves, but everyone present had the illusion that the sword was unsheathed.

The fat old man turned his head and whispered to the old man Gao: "Second brother, the eldest was defeated by Xi Guangyang ten years ago, and he really can't forget it today." The second child snorted: "You talk a lot." Even if the boss doesn't do it, I'm going to try his water, these old guys in the Zhan Alliance are pampered on weekdays, where is it like the days when they practiced hard before. We haven't been left behind in years. The second child paused: "What's more, the fluctuation of spiritual power that I felt on the aircraft this time came from the second school, hmph, since they demonstrated like us first, what are we polite?"

The laughing old man's hand seemed to be glued to the forearm of the setting sun for a full minute. The two of them moved at the same time, each smiling, and no one could tell the victory or defeat except themselves.

Sunset smiled, didn't speak, and walked straight to the school. The smiling old man bowed slightly and returned the salute, following behind him, although the second and third were suspicious, it was inconvenient to ask on the spot, so they followed. The group of four people looked old and frail, but they all walked like flying. In the blink of an eye, only the aircraft parked on the airfield proved that someone had just come.

...

The sun had long since set, and a shallow waning moon hung in the treetops.

A teenager slept in a bed covered with gray and black sheets, his brow furrowed. The bright moonlight, through the shutters that constantly swayed up and down the window leaves, cast a few wandering spots of light on his body, like a few chasing and frolicking children.

Next to the bed, a bloated fat man had his back to him, wearing insulated gloves and protective goggles, holding a laser gun in one hand and rubbing the mechanical parts in his hand with the other. Next to it, a small robot with a round head and a round brain emits blue light from its eyes, and constantly makes a sound to report the performance ratio of the currently improved parts.

Suddenly, the door creaked open. The fat man was startled and stood up sharply at a speed that did not match his body at all. A body of fat undulating waves.

At the door, a middle-aged man strode through the door.

Anyone who sees this person will have this idea at first glance.

He had dyed eyes, and his hair was like a steel needle, standing on end. There is always a smile on the corner of his mouth. Dressed in a long black trench coat, black as ink, like the bottom of the abyss. It's decent to dress, but the choking smell of tobacco doesn't just make people frown.

He walked inside, looked around, and raised an eyebrow. It's as easy as walking into your own home, without any apologies for disturbing others. It was only when he saw Mu Ze, who was pale lying on the bed, that he frowned.

The fat man hurriedly stopped what he was doing, and the fat hand, who was still wearing insulated gloves, beckoned to him, "Gu... Teacher Gu, you are here. ”

Gu Yu glanced at him, didn't speak, just nodded.

The fat man looked around a little crampedly, and for a while he didn't know if he should leave his workshop. After a moment's hesitation, he walked to the corner and continued to study the parts in his hand.

Gu Yu entered the house, but he did not walk directly towards Mu Ze, but let go of another middle-aged man with a gentle face behind him.

He was dressed in a silver-white robe, adorned with countless delicate and expensive silver trims, but the most striking thing was the dazzling bright silver line on the neckline.

Gu Yu clenched his fist sideways, "This is the young man I am talking about, trouble Sulla." ”

Sula Divine Envoy smiled slightly, "My arrival is just to follow the will of the gods, Teacher Gu Yu does not have to be polite, the gods will bless you." ”

He walked to the side of the bed unhurriedly, one hand touched Mu Ze's forehead, his gentle face became serious, and the invisible momentum turned the face of the fat man nested in the corner pale, and he unconsciously clenched Su Su in his hand. He had already stopped what he was doing, and there was a huge wave in his heart, and the divine envoy actually came in person!

The wind lifted Surla's silver robes with a hunting sound.

"His body is very healthy, and the cultivation of the three patterns has stabilized. It's just ......" Sura hesitated for a moment, "It is suspected that the mental power is damaged, I can't find a trace of spiritual power in his body, but considering that he is in a coma, it should be fine, but it will hinder his movement in the short term, and he will gradually improve after a few days of rest, but he can't use his mental power for two weeks, otherwise it will leave hidden dangers." Sula withdrew her hand back into her cuff and said slowly.

He rarely showed a hint of hesitation, "There is still a possibility that the residual spiritual power cannot be detected at all, this child is extremely gifted in spiritual power, so that he can gather all his spiritual power together like an arm." Well...... This possibility is very high, if possible, let him go to the path of divine magic, and divine magic will maximize his potential. It's just that I don't know what his family inheritance is, and whether it is allowed to ......"

In Sula's opinion, Gu Yu invited himself for a pre-level student, then this kid must have a great background, otherwise how could he return the favor last time so easily. Therefore, he was not worried that his background was not enough to enter the temple. He just didn't understand why he was placed in this humble place.

Sula was worried about another issue, the attitudes of the major families towards the mysterious organization of the temple with a religious nature were completely different. It can be roughly divided into two factions: close and exclusionary, and the attitude of the family will directly affect the division of interests. Even if it is a close faction, if it is a fairly powerful family, it will definitely not rashly send the young people of the clan to the temple, their resumes and future positions are often arranged in advance, and it is difficult to change them halfway.

Even so, Sulla was reluctant to pass up any opportunity to sourcing talent.

Gu Dong's expression was as calm as Gu Tan, but an imperceptible sneer flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Since the divine envoy said this, Gu must find a way to negotiate with this son's family, and strive to let him fall into the arms of God as soon as possible. ”

Sula showed a hint of joy, and from Gu Yu's tone he thought he had found out what he wanted to know: this son must be from a family close to the faction.

The temple has always welcomed those with superior spiritual power, and discovering new seedlings is naturally a merit. Originally, it was just a favor for Gu Yu, but I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain this time.

As soon as he thought of this, many thoughts flashed through his mind.

Although the magic has not been popularized on a large scale due to the limitation of spiritual power, religious beliefs have long spread throughout the territory ruled by human beings, after all, at the moment when the human race is about to perish, it is the arrival of the gods who saved the human race, and there has never been a religion in history that can do such a real and great miracle!

That day was called Advent, and that year was the first year of the divine calendar. From that day on, a large number of believers multiplied by geometric multiples. And among the people, the stories of those angels with wings on their backs have also been passed down from generation to generation and are well-known.

Thus a series of temples were erected, and they were made up of countless devout believers, singing the praises of the deeds of the supreme deity.

Almost every slightly more prosperous city has a temple in its place, and the temple is so revered that it can be compared to the Federation to some extent. Had it not been for the fact that the temples had never had a precedent of having their own armies, and that they had continued to preach doctrine and do good deeds, which would have been of great benefit to local administration, the Confederation would have been unable to sit idly by and let it develop.

Sulla's position in the local temple was very important, and the oracle already had considerable power in the temple. But where there are people, there is competition, and if he wants to rise up again, he only has the strength to grow his own camp, and absorbing the young power from the upper family is one of the best ways.

Gu Yu raised his eyebrows, and a trace of blazing heat flashed in the eyes of Sula, who had always been unfazed, naturally did not escape his eyes.

Sura took out a silver card and a small porcelain vase with a faint fragrance from her bosom and handed them to Gu Dong.

"It's a little heart, you can take it for this child. If the child's family agrees, they will take this card and their family crest and go directly to the temple and report my name directly. I still have something to do, and I'm out of company. ”

Gu Yu took it with a strange face, sniffed it imperceptibly, and his eyes lit up, "Since that's the case, I thanked the divine envoy on his behalf." ”

Seeing Gu Yu's bright smile, Sula became more and more firm in his guess, bowed slightly, and his steps when he left were much lighter than when he came.

Gu Yu took a few steps behind, glanced at the fat man in the corner who was still immersed in shock, and placed both items on the dirty oil-covered table.

An inaudible voice sounded in the fat man's ear, "The medicine in this porcelain bottle, when this kid wakes up, give it to him, remember to wait for him to wake up......!" Don't say I've been here, just say you prepared it for him. The fat chick kept nodding as if pecking rice.

Gu Yu raised his feet to leave, as if he remembered something, "How is this kid's mental power?"

The fat man secretly glanced up at Gu Yu's face, and said carefully, "Not really...... It's worse" Gu Yu glanced at Mu Ze, who was still lying on the bed, but his brows had relaxed, and showed a strange smile again.

This stinky boy is really a blessing......

......

By the time the fat man came back to his senses, both of them had long since disappeared.

How could Mu Ban know Teacher Gu Dong?

Actually asked the divine envoy for the fact that he was unconscious? This is too...

Isn't Muban an orphan?

I think about it, I think about it...... Oh, ask me to keep it a secret when he leaves! Could it be that the legendary children of the family have entered the world, and there are masters hidden and secretly protected? No, no, Mu Ze doesn't look like a person from another background!

The fat man stared at Mu Ze's little white face for a long time, shook his head, and plunged into the endless world of science again.