Steep Rotation Technique: Use the holy power to twist and turn the limited space to form a curved barrier, which can reverse all the power on the front, but because it involves the power of space, it cannot be used continuously under the holy level, otherwise it will be counterattacked.

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"Holy Light Blast"

A sound as thin as an ant-mosquito chirping sounded, and a white and holy ball of light suddenly appeared on the idol's chest, and then exploded.

The violent tremors forced the idol back a few steps before staggering and falling, and the air currents lifted Luo Bei's body, slamming heavily into the half-hidden golden gate on one side, and sliding to the ground like a ball of mud.

Outside the door, the scepter clenched by the weak Evian fell, looked at Luo Bei, and forced a smile.

"North, don't blame me, I really saved you. ”

After saying that, he also fainted.

In the main hall, the statue of the god was silent.

The spacious temple gradually fell silent.

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After a long time, Evian's eyes twitched a few times against the wall, and then opened, looking around in confusion, after a while, he remembered the current situation, and hurriedly struggled to stand up, and saw Luobei who was still fainting not far away, and breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked into the main hall, saw the statue, and was startled at first, but noticed that the statue was no longer silent, so he put down his heart and walked to the statue and squatted down to observe carefully.

"Well, I don't have much wisdom, I'm a bit like a puppet, but my eyes are clear and I have my own independent will, it's so strange!"

Evien poked her finger at the idol and muttered to herself curiously.

The will of the idol seems to have been worn out, and it has really become a golden statue.

"Is this dead? or what?"

The golden statue was covered with cracks and looked like it could crumble at any moment.

"Forehead .........."

At this time, Luo Bei outside the door woke up, looked at his embarrassment, shook his head speechlessly, and then saw the golden statue and walked in.

"Little saintess, why didn't you call me when you woke up?"

"What a little saint, so ugly, just call me by my name. ”

Evien snorted and tapped the scepter around the statue.

"What are you doing here?"

Luo Bei was a little curious.

"It was so majestic before, and it beat us like little chickens, but the prototype turned out to be just a statue, so disappointed, where is the holy relic I'm looking for. ”

Evian knocked up and down several times, complaining in disappointment.

"Holy relics, there's nothing but gold here, hmm... Gold.... It's not illegal to resell gold, right?"

Luo Bei rubbed his chin with his fingers and looked at the entire temple with bad intentions.

"Poured.... Scalping of gold .... Oh my God, are you still transcendent?"

Evian looked dizzy and looked at Luo Bei with disdain.

Luo Bei shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently:

"It's a waste of so much gold to put here!"

"Do you still want face?"

Evien moved away from him, rolling her eyes as she searched the temple for the relics.

Relic?

Luo Bei looked at her busy figure, but he thought of the spirit he was trying to find.

O Spirit!

And where?

At this moment, the statue on the ground blurred for a moment, then vaporized, becoming a golden mist, floating there.

"It's ......"

Luo Bei and Ivian both noticed such a change, and walked to the side in surprise to observe again.

"The golden mist, the abundant divinity, the divine power is condensed but not dispersed, could it be that this is ....."

Evian muttered to herself, her expression became more and more surprised, and in the end, she looked at Luo Bei with her mouth wide open, and said:

"It's... This is... Spirits.... We're divided, aren't we?

Mind?!

Seeing the appearance of the divine soul like this, Luo Bei was also happy in his heart, and then when he heard Evian's distribution plan, he immediately glared at her viciously and said:

"Think beautifully, I'll be nine for you. ”

Evian completely let go of the idol burden of the saint, rolled up her sleeves and came to Luo Bei with a desperate look, and said little by little with her fingers:

"First, I proposed to move the idol, second, I protected you, and third, the final blow was mine. ”

After counting, she smiled cutely and said:

"Look, witty as I am. ”

Luo Bei rolled his eyes, ignored her, and sat directly beside the divine soul, using his divine power to prepare to absorb it.

"Eh, eh, eh... What are you going to do?"

Evian hurriedly grabbed him, looking scared.

Luo Bei blinked and looked at her strangely.

"Divine soul, how can it be absorbed by you like this? Anyway, it won't run away here, what are you anxious about? I'll use magic to purify it and eliminate its consciousness, otherwise there will be trouble!"

Evian gave Luo Bei a small warning, and didn't say much, and then used magic to purify the soul, and after some tossing, the soul seemed to be much cleaner.

Then the two of them sat separately and began to absorb the spirits.

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At the same time, the Vatican Grand Pontifical.

The pope, dressed in a plain white robe, stood calmly in front of the statue of an angel carved in white marble with his hands behind his back, his eyes closed, as if thinking about something.

Behind him, someone hurriedly walked in, didn't bother to knock on the door, and pushed the door directly.

She trotted behind the Pope, glanced hesitantly, and then lowered her head in wait.

"Muya, tell me, what can make you so anxious. ”

The Pope opened his eyes and looked at Muya with a flat gaze, looking at her, as if he was in a trance.

"Your Holiness the Pope, something seems to have happened to the Holy Maiden. ”

Muya hesitated to speak.

"Huh?!"

The Pope frowned, and suddenly a majestic momentum emerged, suppressing Muya's breathing, and then, the Pope also realized this, so he retracted his momentum, like an ordinary old man, looked at Muya and said:

"She has the holy power of the Holy Spirit level of the previous generation of saints sealed in her body, and she has high-level strength herself, as a Vatican saintess, is there any old thing that dares to do anything to her?"

The Pope's voice was calm, like everyday speech, steady and steady, but Muya still felt a chill to the bone.

She quickly shook her head and explained:

"The Holy Maiden's mission is to retrieve the holy relics that were once stolen by Olympus, our intelligence shows that it is a temple, there is no danger, His Excellency the High Priest also predicted, and came to a smooth result, but now dozens of days have passed, and there is no news, but today's Holy Maiden's "Soul Lamp Holy Fire" suddenly brightened, beyond several sacrifices, and the High Priest's prediction failed, so I came to seek your help in a hurry, Your Excellency. ”

The Pope frowned when he heard this, thought quickly in his heart, then smiled slightly, and said kindly:

"It's all right, Bishop Muya, the Holy Maiden has had an adventure, and she will be able to return after a while, don't worry, in this way, you will send ten Holy Crusaders to Mount Olympus to wait for the Holy Maiden. ”

Muya breathed a sigh of relief slightly, nodded with a far-fetched smile, and then bowed and left.

The Pope turned and looked at the statue for a long time before sighing.

"The holy fire pulls the soul, so is the Holy Maiden of Evian strengthened by the soul or .....?"

"Ugh...."

"Fate is getting more and more blurred........."

All the lights that shone on the main hall were extinguished, and the main hall was darkened.

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East, Shushan.

In a dilapidated thatched hut, a sword aura rose into the sky, tearing the clouds, and on the famous sword peak of Shushan, ten thousand swords flew.

A black-clothed young man walked out of the hut with a flat expression, his sword eyebrows flying, and his sword aura around him was awe-inspiring. He looked around, then bowed and saluted, respectfully:

"Master. ”

An old man suddenly appeared, his gray robe shabby, but his expression was agitated.

"The sword heart is clear.... Not bad... Very good....."

The old man looked at him and nodded his head in appreciation, as if he were looking at a rare treasure.

The boy did not get up, did not respond, and was silent for a while before he said:

"The master once said that when I comprehended the seventh layer of the "Guiyuan Sword Technique", he would give me a name, and now I have comprehended the seventh layer, and I have also comprehended the sword "Sword Heart Tongming", I hope the master will give me a name. ”

The old man was stunned for a moment, and then smiled:

"Okay, your life is the word "nothing", so I will give you the name "no sword", I hope you will go further on the way of the sword, and also, the sword qi is not murderous, do not kill too much, otherwise there will be natural and man-made disasters, remember. ”

The boy was silent, then nodded and got up.

The old man looked at him, laughed for a while, and then said:

"Some time ago, there were transcendents who wantonly killed low-level monks, although there are reasons, but after all, it is not a good reputation, after you stabilize the realm, go down the mountain, go to the red dust, and by the way, secretly check the bottom of the matter, and then the flying sword will inform us, don't be in a hurry to come back, take a good look, feel it, sharpen your kendo will, can you do it?"

The boy nodded, his eyes determined.

The old man smiled with satisfaction.

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Pure Land sect.

The name of the Pure Land sect is rarely shown in front of people, it belongs to semi-hermitage, and the front temple is Donglin Temple, and the incense is prosperous.

In the backyard of Donglin Temple, a huge stone like a hill suddenly fluctuated, and a delicate monk with a ring scar and a red background and a gold-patterned robe walked out.

"Birth and entry into the world are just experiences, just to see how filthy this red world is. ”

"My Buddha already has a universal mind, but all sentient beings are still ignorant, Amitabha. ”

The monk made a joke and walked out of the backyard with a flat expression, and the monks and pilgrims along the way couldn't help but let go of him when they saw him, and respectfully recited "Amitabha".

When he walked outside the temple, he looked back at the surging crowds, and sighed with a chuckle:

"This group of juniors in Donglin Temple is doing a good job. ”

Then he shook his head, walked forward, and walked out of the street in a few moments.

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Go to the capital, the situation of the family.

Besides, the old man fished quietly, and Qingyan read quietly. This backyard is very quiet, very relaxed, very comfortable.

In a few moments, this silence was broken.

Father strode in, looked at the situation inside, and asked with a sneer:

"Do you still have the heart to live in seclusion here?"

Besides, the old man threw off the fishing rod and didn't pay attention.

Qing Yan flipped the page, his eyes moved, and he didn't speak.

"You ....."

The father's face turned red, and he asked loudly:

"The little girl hasn't come out for so long, aren't you worried?"

"It's okay, a cultivator is in retreat for a long time at a time, it's normal, don't make a fuss, I don't know anything. ”

The old man muttered, pulled back the line, reloaded the bait, threw it out again, and continued fishing.

"Okay, you have a lot of things about the little girl, and there is one more thing I want to tell you, the genius disciple of Shushan has come down the mountain to find Luobei, and a senior monk of the Pure Land Sect has also come out, and he is also looking for Luobei. ”

The father sighed helplessly, then his face became serious, and he said.

"Oh?"

Qing Yan finally raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

Seeing this, Father nodded affirmatively.

Qing Yan also nodded, closed his eyes and thought for a moment, and suddenly said:

"It should be that Xiao Luozi killed too hard last time, and killed people who shouldn't be killed, but it doesn't matter, they can't find the main owner, and they don't dare to make a big fuss in Shangjing. ”

Besides, his father relaxed, he was really taken aback when he got the news before. Then, thinking of one more thing, he asked:

"What about the Luo family?"

Besides, the old man yawned and said disdainfully:

"The kid of the Luo family has been calculating this day for I don't know how many years, how can something happen? Don't worry, Luobei is Luobei, Luojia is Luojia, it's different, and no one dares to say the same. ”

The father was completely relaxed, said goodbye and left, walked to the front yard, thought about it and called a clerk, and instructed:

"You go to prepare a big gift and send it to the Luo family, after all, it is the in-laws, and I didn't go to pay New Year's greetings for the New Year, now I have time, you can go for me, and send today's news by the way." ”

The clerk nodded smartly and was about to leave, but was stopped by his father again.

"By the way, you remember to tell the other side that the little girl is in retreat, and she started retreating years ago, and when she gets out, she will go to pay New Year's greetings. ”

"Okay!"

The clerk walked away quickly.

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Time flies!

This is modern language.

Here's what the ancients said:

The deceased is like a husband, reluctant to give up day and night!

He said by pointing to a river.

There were many disciples standing behind him, but few of them really remembered. Therefore, there are not many famous among his disciples.

This story teaches us that smart people can hear the difference in the meaning of a sentence and do it well.

In fact, it's just a small exclamation from someone!

This story also tells us that famous people, exclamation points are also learned!

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Time flies, whether it's like a river or whatever, in short, it's fast.

In the temple, the divine soul has disappeared, and the two of them are still cultivating.

Divine power, divine body, divine soul, divine personality

Luo Bei already has divine power, although he has recklessly absorbed a large amount of "dark energy" quenching body.

Now that he has absorbed the divine soul, although the level has not risen and the attributes have not changed, the burnt chip in his mind has begun to change.

The pasted part gradually became clear, revealing a lot of gaps, and the current map on it was as complex as a starry sky, with golden streamers lingering on it, and a faint coercion began to fill.

The meridians in the body are full of divine power, and the "dark energy" is all concentrated in the bone and marrow to continue refining.

The bone marrow that has been quenched is as dense as mercury.

The outer layer of bones also began to be tempered, and some of the bones shone like metal.

I don't know where the absorbed divine soul went, but the divine power in the body became more and more refined.