"Slang, what are you doing all this time?" After Radir finished speaking, Lingxue, a girl from the Water Spirit Clan, jumped out and shouted at Slang.

The partners around looked at the girl in front of them with kind eyes, Lingxue was like their sister, lively and a little naughty, and she was the pistachio in the group.

No one interjected in response to the girl's question. Although they are partners in the same mercenary group, each one will have their own secrets.

The purpose of forming this mercenary group in the first place was to embody life. Mercenaries and adventurers may not be safe professions, but there is no doubt that the experience gained in the former is more valuable than in other professions.

Gently touching Lingxue's little head, Si Lang replied: "Actually, I didn't do anything, you know, if there is no activity in the group, I will do some scattered work, after all, I don't have many resources at hand." ”

Hearing the young man's words, everyone present couldn't help but roll their eyes, but they didn't deny the young man. As the last member to be invited into the mercenary group, Slang was a little different from the others. As I said before, if you want to survive in Kurghes, you need the necessary money.

Although Slang has a certain amount of savings to cover his daily expenses, he is still relatively poor in life on the whole, and if he doesn't take advantage of the mercenary group's inactivity to make up for it, those savings are estimated to be consumed soon.

For this, other partners in the group have offered to provide financial support. Don't look at everyone as mercenaries, but except for Slang, everyone else has a good background. Material things like money are actually a number to them, and for cultivators, resources are the most important thing. But it's a pity that for such help, Slang refused, as for what the reason is, you can understand it when you think about it.

Time passed slowly in the small talk of everyone, but soon, everyone present slowly stopped communicating, because the time for the start of the Eastern Spirit Festival was approaching. Bursts of coercion fell from the sky and permeated the entire square. For this sudden change, everyone looked up at the sky.

I saw that in the originally cloudless sky of Kurghs City, beautiful purple ribbons suddenly appeared. These ribbons are stretched and curled up, or they are ostentatious, or they are restrained and calm, outlining a beautiful pattern in the sky. Such a spectacle made the audience below fascinated. Even for the people living in the bright winter, it is a rare sight. As for those who had come to participate in the Dongling Festival in other towns and villages, it was the first time they had seen such a scene.

"What the hell is this, so beautiful and magical!" At this moment, there was a sigh from the crowd, and the other creatures who did not speak nodded in agreement.

"It's not surprising that you don't know what it is, but when I first saw it, I was as much of a charm as you did. One of the orcs sighed in the same way, but it was not the first time he had seen such a spectacle. When the surrounding creatures heard this, they all looked at the place where they sighed, even Silang and his party. It's just that among Slang and his party, Nellia, who is a mermaid, is slightly raised at the corner of her mouth at the moment, with a slight smile.

What appeared in front of everyone's eyes was a figure larger than the frost dragon Radil, a pair of pure golden pupils filled with the light of wisdom, and his hands reflected the color of ice and snow, and those present instantly understood which group the beast clan who had just spoken belonged to, this was the frost Beamon of the Beamon tribe among the beast clans.

Different from other Beamons of the Beamon clan such as Gold Beamon and War Beamon, the clansmen of the Frost Beamon clan, after awakening the rank, can pass the trial and advance to a higher level of Totem Beamon, and Totem Beamon can be said to be the wise man of the beast race.

As a member of the Beamon group, although the totem Beamon also has good combat effectiveness, they prefer to spend their time traveling around the continent and recording interesting stories about the continent.

In the continent of Ephesola, Totem Beamon has the title of "Walking Library", which is second only to the "Lost Souls" of the Prophets. Moreover, Totem Beamon has also appeared to inherit the title of "Sage", so it can be said that Totem Beamon is not only highly respected among the beast race, but also among other races, it is also one of the few races that is respected across races.

"It's actually a spell," he said, seeing that although the creatures present had been paying attention to the changes of the purple silk in the sky, they also looked at themselves with slightly inquisitive eyes from time to time, and Frost Beamon did not turn a corner, but bluntly stated the essence of the ribbon in the sky.

"This spell is called 'Trail of the Sky', and it is the ninth of the twelve orders of spells, and it belongs to the thirteen seats of the Ellora Council, and the mermaid queen who inherits the title of mage, Lord Ravli Sil, is her original and exclusive skill. ”

"The purpose of the spell is to teleport over a large distance in space, although it is only a ninth-order spell, but it is one of the few spells in the world that can be used as a ninth-order spell, and it is assessed as a strategic spell that has reached the eleventh order. "Frost Beamon told him in one breath the nature, rank, and abilities of the Heavenly Ribbon and its creator. When everyone present heard this, they all gasped.

I can't do it without gasping.

After the era of the dance of gods and demons, due to the collision between the demon king and the gods, the plane double was greatly impacted, and the existence of heaven and earth source energy was based on the double rule.

The change of the double rule has led to the mutation of the source energy of heaven and earth, and the number of awakenings of the spell class has decreased with the great retreat of the tide. Even if it is an awakened spell rank, the difference between the ability and the previous era of dancing with gods and demons is one heaven and one earth.

As one of the highest levels of heaven and earth source energy, the existence of space source energy was originally very rare. Even in the era of the Dance of Gods and Demons, a cultivator who knows space spells is definitely a strategic-level existence, and he must also have the strength of the Holy Realm.

After the battle of gods and demons, the mutation of the rules and laws of heaven and earth, and the retreat of the tides caused the source energy of each system to fall into a weakening period.

It takes more talent and perseverance to acquire space spells than you can imagine, and the Mermaid Empress can even create her own space spells, and they are as high as the ninth rank, which shows how terrifying her mastery of space spells has become.

As everyone came back to their senses, the purple silk in the sky finally stopped moving, and an extremely complicated pattern appeared in front of everyone's eyes. Immediately after, a faint fluctuation passed, and thirteen figures suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes, which were the highest thirteen seats in the Ellora Council.

At this time, one of the thirteen seats stood up, and I saw that this ruler who stood up had the same racial appearance as Beamon, who had just explained the origin of the Void Trail for everyone, and this was obviously also a Beamon.

There is only one Beamon in this council, and that is Ars Zora, who inherited the title of Sage, and the totem Beamon of the Frost Beamon tribe.

I saw the sage look at the creatures gathered in the central square of Kurghis City, and said words that made the hearts of everyone present feel their hearts beat faster.

"I, Ars Zara, in the name of the successor sage of the resurrection era after the war of gods and demons, hereby announce that this Eastern Spirit Festival has officially begun. ”

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The golden sunlight poured into the room through the windows, dyeing everything with a vibrant glow, and Slang turned slightly, intending to return to the embrace of the Dream Weaver Goddess again.

"Get up, don't sleep anymore, you big lazy pig".

Just as he wanted to continue to devote himself to the realm of the Dream Spirit, all of a sudden, a lark was chattering in Slang's ear. Immediately after, with a "bang", Slang felt himself hit an object that was not hard, but it could not be said to be soft, and his brain was buzzing.

"Ouch, Dead Slang, you didn't mean to, you just told you to get up, and you hit me on the head. Sister Nelia, you are commenting, people's heads hurt. The lark's voice sounded again, but this time it was called with a hint of pain, a hint of grievance, and a hint of anger.

"Okay, okay, sister, help you rub it. You're yes, you can't drink so much, and you went crazy with El and them last night, really. As soon as the lark's voice fell, a gentle voice sounded. Si Lang, who could no longer return to the realm of the Goddess of Dreams, slowly woke up after hearing this voice, and what followed was a flood of memories.

After the sage announced the start of the festival, a wave of soul power swept across the square. Except for those who already knew part of the inside story, most of the people present were not aware of this fluctuation, but in addition to these two situations, there was a third situation, and Slang and Fang Scar belonged to this ranks.

Although they didn't know the inside story, when the soul power swept over their bodies, both of them sensed the terrifying power hidden under this soul power.

As a special existence of one body and two souls, the soul power of the two of them is purely in terms of quantity, even if there is no awakening position, they are in the forefront on the mainland. But compared to the soul power that swept away, the gap was simply like the contrast between fireflies and Haoyue.

The soul power swept over, and in the sea of living beings present, pillars of light suddenly emerged, and upon closer inspection, there were no less than a hundred of these pillars of light.

Some of the creatures who had participated in the Eastern Spirit Festival were either envious or jealous and looked at the people reflected in the pillars of light, while other beings who had not participated in the Eastern Spirit Festival looked at the scene in front of them with puzzled eyes, and a strange emotion was spreading.

Seeing this, the sage in the sky began to explain everything.

The soul power that was swept just now is harmless, and this soul power sweep is also one of the spells, and it is a spell released by the night witch Litina Monight, who is known as the soul walker in the thirteen seats-Awakening Detective.

Awakening Detective, a continental-level sixth-rank spell. Different from the previous trajectory of the void, the awakening detection is not an exclusive spell, but a continent-level extensive application spell in the ordinary sense, as long as you awaken the spell class, you can learn it after reaching the middle and high level.

The Awakening Detection spell is relatively unpopular, because the essence of this spell is to detect living beings to determine whether they can awaken and the extent of their awakening potential, which is also a general screening method.

The Eastern Spirit Festival is a festival celebrated in the eastern realm, and there is no so-called fighting in the festival.

The creatures who participate in the Eastern Spirit Festival are either capable or incapable people who come to join in the fun, or people who have not yet awakened rank come to participate in the festival, and it is pointless to ask those who do not have awakened rank to compete. In the competition, there are often things where the one who cannot be awakened can win over the one who has the opportunity to be awakened.

However, the purpose of the festival is to select creatures with excellent awakening potential to go to the central realm to perform the class awakening ceremony, so meaningless competition will only result in a waste of places.

Using Awakened Detective to make sures is the quickest, most convenient, and least error-prone method. Although this spell is relatively unpopular, it also shows the high level of specialization and accuracy of this spell.

Upon learning of all this, the lucky ones who were shrouded in light were extremely excited, because it meant that they would be part of the Rank Awakening Ritual that had gone to the Central Realm, while those who were not shrouded in the pillars of light were very frustrated and helpless. The frustration is that no one will admit that their potential is not as good as others, but they do not dare to oppose this approach.

Not only because of opposing this practice, it is tantamount to showing the negation of the strength of the Soul Walker in the Thirteen Seats, but also the negation of this practice.

The Eastern Spirit Festival has been held for an unknown number of years, and in all these years, there has not been any error in this method. Although it is not to say that there are absolutely no mistakes in this method, but over the years, the selected personnel, as long as they do not die in the middle of the process, will always achieve something, and this also reflects that this approach is not much of a problem.

As for Radier, of course, all of them passed, after all, even Slang passed, and there was no reason why the others could not pass.

This is not to say that Slang is weaker than others, but because although Slang has not been in the Ellith mercenary group for a long time, he still knows that the background of the members of this mercenary group is a bit of a background.

After explaining all this, and informing the chosen ones of the departure time and meeting place, the Sage left the scene with the other twelve seats, including the mage Raffli and the soul walker Lytina.

The spell of the mage, the spirit of the soul walker, and the solution of the sage were just the opening words of the Eastern Spirit Sacrifice, and the real East Spirit Sacrifice only entered the climax after the departure of the Thirteen Seats. Then, Slang was sent to fight by Ella.

Slowly recalling all this, Si Lang couldn't cry or laugh, but he himself hadn't seen anyone else for a long time, and this rare meeting was still in this Eastern Spirit Festival.

What's more, all of them have passed the Soul Fixation and obtained a quota to go to the Central Realm for the Rank Awakening Ritual. Even Ace and Radiel, who are usually calm, couldn't help but get excited, not to mention Slang himself, and there was also a frost dwarf who was afraid that the world would not be chaotic.

"Are you awake?" Fang Scar's voice sounded from the bottom of Slang's heart.

"Well, you didn't stop me yesterday, if something happens, someone will come forward to solve it. During the Eastern Spirit Festival, Kurges was still relatively chaotic. Slang replied to Fang Zhen's question, and then immediately complained.

"Nothing prevents it. You know yourself, you usually have been cultivating all the time, and you rarely see your friends, so it's rare to have such an opportunity, and you should cherish it. Besides, even if something happens, I can solve it. ”

After listening to Fang Zhen's words, Si Long fell silent and didn't say anything more, which can be regarded as acquiescing to the correctness of Fang Zhen's words. Then Slang lay down on the bed again.

Don't think that Si Lang wants to continue to rest, in the time he just recalled everything that happened in the Eastern Spirit Sacrifice and the conversation with Fang Zhen, he gave outsiders the feeling that he had been in a daze. Therefore, after shouting several times in a row and not responding, Lingxue was so angry that he fell down at once.

When Slang was lying on the bed again, the lark's voice sounded again, "Damn, Slang is a big villain, he actually ignores me." ”

"Okay, okay, I just woke up, I didn't react for a while, I'm sorry, or I'll accompany you for a walk in Kurghs City. Si Lang touched the little head of the Water Spirit Clan girl and said with a smile. Maybe it was because the strength of the wine had not yet passed, and Slang said such a destructive sentence without thinking.

"Really?" Ling Xue looked forward at Si Lang, her eyes flashing with excitement.

Looking at the girl who was close at hand, a faint fragrance came into the nose, stimulating the body that had just woken up. After a little consideration for two seconds, Slang replied in the affirmative.

In the sea of souls, Fang Zhen laughed with a mocking look, "My family's Si Lang has grown up, haha."

"Get out!" replied to Fang Zhen's teasing mantra.

As the sun sets, the golden sunlight once again fills every corner of the bright winter, and the central square of Kurghez City becomes crowded again, and today is the day when the chosen ones of the Eastern Realm go to the central imperial capital of Stillar to perform the rank awakening ceremony.