Lin Yang was already prepared for entering the Sacred Academy, where he could quickly learn the knowledge of magic and fighting spirit.

Besides, the cardinal archbishops are here in person, and if you don't go, you're definitely asking for trouble.

Lin Yang has nothing to resist about serving Jiaoyan after graduation, maybe it is also a good choice to make a Jiaoyan do it and fool believers.

If there really is a god of light, it would be good to pull that birdman down from the god position and make a god himself!

If the Pope of Jiaoyan knew that Lin Yang, a junior student who had just received the admission letter of the Holy Academy, had already signed the idea of his Pope throne, and even the idea of the Divine Throne of Light, he didn't know how to feel.

Lin Yang took the admission letter and left the hall with a stinky fart.

Everyone only thought he was a five-year-old kid, and when they saw his stinky and rude appearance, they just looked at each other and smiled, and didn't take it to heart.

The person in charge of the slave market was very efficient, and after a while, the three minotaur slaves and the old man slave worth five thousand gold coins were sent to the Lin Mansion.

Lin Qing and Qin Rong were receiving the cardinal archbishop, and when they heard the news, they were also stunned, but they didn't expect this little son to spend such a huge amount of money to buy an old man slave back.

But they still paid for this young son, and the king had just given this young son gold and jewels, and to be rich was willful.

The Lin family and his wife are no better than Qin Qi and other guards who have never seen the market, since this old man dares to sell five thousand gold coins, he naturally has his value, and he believes that the person in charge of the slave market does not dare to be so grandiose in the Zailin Mansion, let alone the little young master of the Lin family.

The three minotaurs, who had already come out of the cage, were standing in Lin Yang's small courtyard. Opposite to Lin Yang.

Lin Yang was only the body of a five-year-old child, and after these three stood up, they were like a small little in front of the minotaur who were more than three meters tall.

Qin Qi and the other guards were watching from the sidelines, for fear that the three minotaurs would not be tame enough. Hurt Lin Yang.

The three minotaurs are also looking at this new little master, I wonder how this new little master will treat them? What do they want to do?

Lin Yang just looked at it, and instead of paying attention to the three minotaurs, he looked at the old man slave on the side.

The old slave had also been released from the iron cage, his body was a little bent, and he looked sick, and he was afraid that he did not have the ability to hurt people.

The old man and Lin Yang looked at each other. Lin Yang smiled and said, "Ninth-level Law God, right." ”

The old man's body trembled, he was stunned at first, and his face was full of surprise, but he didn't expect that the little kid in front of him could actually see that he was a ninth-level law god?

He had been speculating about the reason why this little kid spent five thousand gold coins to buy him back. But I didn't expect it to be like this, how did this little kid see it?

The three minotaurs and Qin Qi and the other guards had changed their faces drastically. Ninth-level Dharma God!?

That's the existence that makes them look up, and then look at the reaction of that sick old man, is it true?

Five thousand gold coins actually bought a ninth-level law god!? What's going on? 50,000 gold coins, 500,000 gold coins can't be bought!

The old man looked at Lin Yang with surprise and confusion, and asked, "How do you see that?" ”

He was curious to know the answer.

"It doesn't matter." Lin Yang smiled. "The important thing is that I can help you regain your strength. ”

Before, he wasn't quite sure if this old man was a ninth-level god of law, but after meeting Cardinal Deno, who was also a ninth-level god of law, he was able to confirm it.

on both of them. With the same spiritual coercion, it is far from being comparable to a seventh-level magician like Cook, and with Lin Yang's primordial divine perception, he naturally perceives it clearly.

It's just that it's not as calm as Cardinal Archbishop Deno, the old slave man who was bought back by him, but his breath is very scattered, obviously seriously injured, and he can't exert the strength of the ninth-level law god.

Otherwise, it would not have been reduced to the point of becoming a slave.

"What!?" When the old man heard this, his mouth grew in surprise, more than twenty years ago, he was severely injured, and the magic in his body could not be condensed.

In the first ten years, he tried all kinds of methods, but he couldn't recover his strength, and even tried to seek a holy domain powerhouse, but the other party couldn't do anything.

Even the powerhouses of the Holy Domain couldn't do anything, he was hopeless, and in the next ten years, he gradually felt that the empire no longer paid attention to it, the ridicule of others, and even the weak who used to be respectful in front of him, began to give him cold eyes.

From his initial persistence, to his later disappointment, to his desperation that the powerhouses of the Holy Realm were powerless, he began to accept his fate, and finally became a slave.

It is precisely because he was once a ninth-level law god that although he couldn't exert a little strength, he was able to sell it for a high price of five thousand gold coins by virtue of his identity as a ninth-level law god.

But he looked at the five-year-old and somewhat mysterious child in front of him, and he still couldn't believe that the other party said that he could help him recover his strength?

Lin Yang said lightly: "I will help you recover your strength, and I need you to obey my orders." ”

Lin Dasheng is preparing to accept a servant, in this magic world, he is completely blind, and with a ninth-level law god to follow, he can know a lot of things he wants to know.

The old man looked at the child's serious face, although he didn't believe it in his heart, he still couldn't help but raise the last trace of hope, and after a while, he said solemnly: "If you can help me recover my strength, I, Lian, swear in the name of the goddess of the earth, and will always follow you." ”

Lin Yang nodded and said with a smile: "Okay!" ”

He still has the ability to recognize people, and from the short conversation with the old man, as well as the old man's eyes and demeanor, he knows that this old man swears to follow him forever, and he will always follow him.

Lin Yang didn't ink, walked up to the old man, raised his hand, grabbed the old man's wrist, and the internal force of the Sacred Heart Recipe was sent to the old man's body.

The Sacred Heart is the mastery of Shakti, which can lead to immortality, healing injuries, and even resurrection from the dead.

It can bring the dead back to life, which shows that the Sacred Heart Formula has the best set for treatment.

The internal force of the Sacred Heart Recipe turned around in the old man's body, and the old man's injuries were completely healed.

The old man's originally cloudy eyes suddenly released a fine light, full of shock and incredulity.

The injuries that have plagued him for more than 20 years have actually healed! And it's so fast, so magical!

That's what they did!?

The surging magic power emanated from the old man's body, carrying an astonishing mental pressure, which immediately made Qin Qi and the other guards on the side, as well as the three minotaurs, feel unstable on their feet.

Ninth-level Law God!

They say they don't have enough brains. (To be continued......)