A silver-blue rock finch stopped in the treetops, jumped and turned. Beneath it is a complex of wooden buildings with a long history, the Jufang Shrine. Priests in white robes weave through the low, wide doorways of typical rì-style buildings, and more people sit in room after room, praying to the statues of the gods and the scriptures. In the courtyard, some new disciples dressed in gray coarse cloth robes were enjoying their freshest career - sweeping the floor.

The rock sparrow jumped and jumped, but never came close to the courtyard wall of the shrine. It seems to have an invisible wall of air, and it seems to have built a power grid in the air, and once it hits it, it will immediately lose its ability to move and fall to the ground for a long time. For a creature as weak as it, this is something to avoid, and even if it doesn't move for a few minutes, it could become food for a fox, a weasel, or a feathered forest vulture.

Suddenly, a gray-brown squirrel with a large fluffy tail jumped onto the same branch as the rock finch, stretched out its two front paws and hugged the rock finch fiercely, kissed it on the small cheek, and then swooped away, and disappeared in an instant.

The rock sparrow was so stunned that it almost fell from the tree, its small head not enough to comprehend such a complicated situation. It stood still for a moment, then bounced back and forth a few more times to make sure it was no longer threatening, and it turned and flew away.

The squirrel ran for more than a kilometer, and in the middle of a dense forest, it swooped off the top of a tree.

A wide blanket flew into the air, wrapped it in the middle, and landed gently on the ground. A few seconds later, a head with honey sè hair emerged from the middle of the blanket. "Hey, Zolin, hand me the clothes. ”

Aside from the fact that Emile always likes to come up with all kinds of tricks, she is really a good helper. In particular, she has a wide variety of transfigurations.

There are 3 types of Transfiguration of the Druids: Filling, Hybrid, and Condensing. The deformation into an animal larger than the body and the filling of the insufficient volume with the tissue evolved by the force of nature is called the filling type; the transformation into an animal similar to the body and the change of the body tissue is mixed with the force of nature to strengthen it, and the transformation into an animal with a volume smaller than the body is called the cohesive type by compressing the muscle tissue with the force of nature to form an extremely dense and tough body.

Most druids master one type of Transfiguration, and mastering a few of them will turn to other abilities, specializing in one or a few exercises. However, Emile has mastered not only three types of metamorphosis at the same time, but is also capable of performing up to 22 types of animal transformation. And several of them can also be zì yóu in three types, such as killer whales, wolves, tigers, and Emile's own position symbol, the "dolphin".

Except for some psychopaths, very few people will hurt those cute little animals. In particular, animals such as squirrels and pigeons are simply invincible when it comes to watching those confidential places. Of course, this is also because Emile's transfiguration is enough to reach home, not only the form, but also the movements of every detail, and even the eyes. This jīng spirit-like girl who came out of the wilderness and mountains and forests is like a fish in water when she arrives in the urban environment.

Emile and Zolin came to Rìben together, and before they traveled from city to city, the most prosperous city they had ever visited was probably Edinburgh. She was so curious about the city. But she carefully wrapped this curiosity and hid it in the bottom of her heart, in the mood of watching that could not be watched. What sets Emile apart from any druid is not only her breadth and depth of druid's sorcery, but also her ability to learn. When Emile finds the ecology of the city a little interesting and begins to learn to become an ordinary person in the city, it is almost an hour before she has no obvious flaws.

When walking down the street with Zolin in comfortable casual clothes, Emile with a camera around his neck is no different from any traveler. Although her curious eyes and agile demeanor attracted a super high return rate, they did not expose her. And when he left the city and was about to start striking a fatal blow at their intended target, Emile became the most jīng druid.

Putting on a few pieces of clothing, Emile emerged from the blanket and recounted what she had seen as she tied her shoelaces. "The Ten Directions Divine Palace doesn't look like a big deal, those priests and other things seem to be very bad, they don't look strong at all, I can beat them ten or eight of them. Emile said with confidence.

"Don't underestimate them. The characteristic of Shinto is not ** cultivation, and jīng god cultivation is limited to not being eaten back when casting spells. But they have magic weapons. Shintoism has a strong research on magic weapons and similar external forces, and those Shikami, spirit beasts summoned by spiritism, and attack methods formed with the power of the soul are very troublesome. It's a good thing you're at least a fifth-of-a spell druid, otherwise I wouldn't have brought you here. The ability of the animal department to fight against Shinto is too bad. Zuolin handed Emile a bowl of hot herbal porridge, since eating Zuolin's porridge on Otto Island, Emile, who was not too partial to the staple food made of rice, was fascinated by the way this medicinal porridge gently nourishes and regulates the body, and also fascinated by the warm and glutinous taste.

Seeing that Zuo Lin looked down on him a little, Emile said angrily, "What is a one-fifth spell druid? You are only a one-third spell druid." ”

"Nope. I'm a little stronger than you, I'm a two-fifths spell druid. Zuo Lin said with a hippie smile, "I only have one-fifth of the ability of the animal department, which is far worse than you." Two-fifths of plant-based abilities plus two-fifths of spell-based abilities, that's pretty much the case. ”

Emile and Zorin now have a deep understanding of each other's abilities, not only because they had cooperated "deeply" in a series of operations against whaling ships, but also because they had just started a fight on an island in the South Pacific some time ago. The two of them came up with an endless stream of new combat methods and whimsical ideas for the use of abilities such as shapeshifting, spells, plants and animals, etc., which made the druids who watched the battle and recorded and videotaped it for a long time. Known as the classic didactic demonstration of druidic confrontation. As a result of that battle, although Emile knew much more of the various means than Zorin, he was finally put to his neck by Zorin with a short blade of less than 10 centimeters transformed into a leaf.

Listening to Zuo Lin's explanation, Emile nodded. Druids are indeed miserable in terms of magic weapons, and the number of druids in the Druid Council is not too small now. There are still about 20 of them, but there are only 5 staffs made of the heart of the tree.

"Emile, remember. Our goal today is not to beat the people of the Ten Directions Divine Palace as badly as possible, but to seize that 'blood relic'. That broken thing actually dared to call it a 'relic', thanks to these dwarfs to think of it. Zuo Lin reminded. One of the key points in the situation provided by Sophocles was the blood relics used at the core of the formation when the native cultivators of Rì Ben were arraying to besiege the druids. As a spell druid, Sophocles understood when he was attacked by the formation that there was no blood relic. The energies of so many sects, different energy origins, and different origins can't be condensed together at all. The Blood Relic, which was the eye of the formation, should have been sent back after it was used up. Naturally, in addition to the blood relic, there are some other magic weapons that also participate in the formation of that formation, but there is no doubt that the most important of them is this blood relic.

Now that you know about the blood relics. That's easy to do. During several days of continuous visits, with the cooperation of Gustav, they attacked and kidnapped many local cultivators along the way. With a little bit of means, these people told the story of the blood relics in the Ten Directions Divine Palace. The one who rushed to the vicinity of Hiroshima with the blood relics to besiege and kill the druids should have been the previous presiding officer of the Shifang Jingu. In fact, there were quite a few people who survived that year, but neither the U.S. troops stationed in Rì nor the Rì Benzhèng Fǔ at that time had the heart to track it down.

Following this clue, Gustav and Zolin and Emile split into two paths. Gustav continued to track down the cultivators who were still alive back then, and it may not be very effective for the practitioners, Gustav's Transfiguration and some spells were not very effective, but as an ace killer, his abilities were obviously more than that. And he is not afraid to use torture.

Zuo Lin and Emile came to the Ten Directions Shrine, preparing to raid the Shrine and loot the Blood Relic, or at the very least, destroy the Blood Relic.

The strength of the cooperation between Zuo Lin and Emile may be a little weak, but on the one hand, Gustav is outside to catch the attention of the local cultivators, and on the other hand, the druids who have entered the country one after another will also create a panic mood in various ways, I am afraid that those guys organized by Kamekura Yuze will not be fully spread out to track down. Zolin and Emile have a surprise advantage. On the other hand, having the Soul Chaser Scepter in his hand, even if Zuo Lin could only use a small part of the functions of the Soul Chaser Scepter, it would at least make him and Emile immune to soul attacks. With this article alone, they are very fearless. With Emile's superior speed after his transformation, coupled with Zuo Lin's timely healing and the blessing of strengthening spells, I am afraid that the priests who fight with Shikijin and summoning techniques are not enough.

After eating some hot porridge and dried meat, Emile transformed into a squirrel and fell into Zuolin's arms, and Meimei slept for a while. It wasn't until late at night that she woke up again, put on another set of clothes that had been prepared in advance, and walked with Zuo Lin towards the mountain gate of the Shifang Shrine.

Emile's attire was very classical, with a hooded velvet cloak over a corset women's mage dress. She wears a silver necklace with a turquoise pendant around her neck and a silver bracelet encrusted with sapphires on her wrist. In his hand he was holding an iron birch staff with a fist-sized amethyst inlaid on top. At first glance, people with a little insight would think that he was a mage of the elemental system, and would not think that this was a druid. Emile doesn't know any elemental magic, not even a single illumination spell, and the biggest advantage of that staff for her is that the iron birch is extremely tough, and with the angular amethyst on the top, it can be regarded as a qualified spear. And Emile is quite passable in his fighting skills, especially stick skills, without being deformed.

Zuo Lin is even more exaggerated. He didn't wear the shaman's armor, but his spirit armor skills had improved, and it looked like he was wearing a full set of steel-gray fish scale armor. He had a scimitar tied around his waist and an iron bow and quiver behind his back. The quiver is filled with mimosa-style tail feathers, each in the shape of a different petal, and coated with a different spell material or medicine. As for the Soul Chasing Scepter, it was wrapped in a cowhide and tied around the waist.

It's been a long time since the druids have been so formally armed to fight. But this is war, and there is no room for sloppiness.

Compared with the dignified Zuo Lin, Emile, who was dressed in a beautiful mage costume, was a little excited: "Do you think it's a good idea to enter through the main entrance?" In fact, Emile is not very accustomed to this kind of formal battle, and for her, breaking through the empty door and climbing over the wall is the most proficient.

"Anyway, we might as well be there as well as Dao Nadong xī zàng. Instead of being surrounded by people for a long time and having a bad reputation, it is better to put the chariots and horses into it head-on and force the other party to fight us with blood relics. …… In this way, even if the other party wants to get back the blood relics in the future, they must fight in the way of officially worshipping the mountain gate. Do you think they go to our council headquarters in Scotland? Will Vichnik make them better?" Zolin said with a smile. When he put on the full set of equipment, his confidence was already sufficient, and the blood relics seemed to be in his pocket. Compared to Emile, he understands the Oriental way of thinking.

"Oh, that's what you say. Emile nodded indifferently, she raised her staff, and a bright blue light shone out from the top of the staff and smashed on the "Ten Directions" plaque hanging from the mountain gate. The agarwood plaque suddenly turned into dots of sawdust, sprinkled all over the ground.

"It's finally here. "Kamekura Yusaku has already visited the Jufang Shrine, and compared to Kamekura Yusaku, the abbot of the Jufang Shrine, Michihiko Ando, is not so optimistic about the prospects, at least not as good as Kamekura Yusaku's eloquent rhetoric. As a priest in charge of an important Taoist sect, he vaguely felt that it was not good, but he still promised that Kamekura Yuzeru would bring blood relics to the meeting at that time to jointly encircle and suppress the druid's provocation. However, he didn't expect that within a week of his promise to the turtle warehouse, someone actually came to the door. Although it was expected by him, it was too soon.

The sound of the tuk tuk of the wooden sign of the show jǐng resounded, and the hard work that Michihiko Ando poured into his disciples showed the results. Dozens of disciples poured out of the mountain gate or settled in the shrine in an orderly manner to prevent the other party from attacking from the other direction. Many of the low-level disciples followed out of the mountain gate or patrolled the courtyard under the command of the more senior disciples.

Michihiko Ando put down the scriptures in his hand. He glanced at the golden silk box that was placed in front of the shrine. Pick up the spirit flag and walk towards the mountain gate. His heart is not as calm as he seems on the surface.

There are only two people? Michihiko Ando walked to the gate of the mountain, looked at the two people standing more than 20 meters away, and couldn't help but feel a lot of anger in his heart. The Shifang Shrine is also considered a strong party in the rì cultivation world, although it is not considered orthodox because of its fierce and domineering methods, but it has not fallen to the point where a few random people can bully the door.

And what made Michihiko Ando even more angry was the girl who looked young, who didn't care about it, pulled the silk strip on the arm armor of the man next to her, and asked excitedly: "Do you want to talk to them first before you start fighting or just start fighting?"

Michihiko Ando's second disciple, Kiyama Ming, scolded: "What kind of junior, he actually dares to come to the Ten Directions Divine Palace to spread wild. Ji Shan Ming didn't simply scold, he put his hands together and pushed outward, but it was a condensed power of the soul. As the most jīng among his disciples who is playing with the soul, Ji Shan Ming's attack this time is at least forty percent of his skill.

Although Michihiko Ando felt that Akira Kiyama was a little reckless, he also somewhat agreed with his temptation. However, he didn't expect that the man in front of him just glanced at him faintly, didn't even make any movements, and didn't even change his eyes, and Ji Shan Ming's attack just fell short like that. As if the attack had never happened.

Michihiko Ando was shocked. Before he could stop it, Akira Jiyama's second attack had already been attacked. After the attack failed, his hands quickly formed a series of very complicated handprints, shouting, "Nine Ghost Light Flash!" It was no longer a hidden spell without any warning, but a thick wave of light that rushed towards the two of them.

Zuo Lin and Emile didn't understand the rì language, and they didn't understand what Jishan Ming was yelling at at all. But it was clear that the other party was very ungraceful to attack first. Zuo Lin didn't care about the light waves emitted by the other party, he had already smelled the breath of soul power (the novel was read as much as possible on the Lu K Literature Network), and he knew that as long as he was still carrying the Soul Chaser Scepter, even if the Soul Chaser Scepter was not yet in an unfolded state, the range around him was immune to this level of soul attacks for almost a kilometer.

So, Akira Kiyama and Michihiko Ando saw a scene they couldn't understand, and the light wave disappeared. The stairs and the surrounding bamboo forest, which had been illuminated for a moment, instantly dimmed again.

"Spellbreaker?" said the name flashed through Michihiko Ando's mind. He knew that there was a kind of person who was immune to soul attacks, because that kind of people walked in the dark, and their job was said to be to collect the souls left in the world for the Grim Reaper, and those resentful spirits would be reincarnated because of them, and they could not be hurt by their souls. Michihiko Ando, who had never known about the existence of the Soul Chasing Scepter, began to feel a panic in his heart.

"Give us the blood relics, and we won't bother anymore today. Zuo Lin said in English. He didn't know what the word relic was in English, so he had to use a homonym to obscure it, and the name of the blood relic was very similar to some kind of cocktail in his mouth.

Blood relics?! Michihiko Ando suddenly had a glimmer of realization in his heart. Whether the two people standing in front of them were law breakers or not, they were all here for the druids.

"There are rules in the cultivation world, please!" said Michihiko Ando in extremely standard English. Knowing that the communication between the two sides could not be smooth, and knowing that there was no room for turnaround, Michihiko Ando saved time for saliva. He waved the spirit flag in his hand, and the disciples lined up the formation in the open space in front of the mountain gate, and Michihiko Ando stood in the middle of the formation. Instead of fighting with the power of the soul, it was blocked with a local spell formation that might not be so powerful, but it was more secure.

Zuo Lin originally thought that everyone would have a good discussion and even scold each other before starting a fight, but he didn't expect this abbot to be so happy, and he made it clear that he wanted them to grab it themselves. He drew his longbow briskly, and one of the countless grass seeds hidden in the armor of his right arm landed steadily in his hand, and immediately turned into an arrow with a flash of green light. Now is not the time to use the special arrows he has prepared.