In the hall, several people stared at each other. Ba Dan said helplessly: "Grandpa, don't scare them, they were invited by me." ”

"Aha!" Old Harlot, who had just exuded a dangerous aura all over his body, suddenly laughed like a child. Then he looked at Bataan with doting eyes and said, "Okay! Listen to you, anyway, it's just some past history, and it's not a shady thing." ”

Then, old Harlot looked at Fan Jian and the others with scrutinizing eyes, and nodded with satisfaction: "Badan's eye for making friends is very picky, and it must be unique for you to make friends with him." In the future, if you have something to do with Bataan, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Fan Jian and Akasha nodded like chickens pecking at the words.

Seeing this, old Harlot waved his hand, "Let's go! this is not the place to talk, and if you have a chance here, you can ask Bataan to bring you here." ”

Fan Jian and Akasha looked at each other and hurriedly followed. Akasha, in particular, who remembered afternoon tea so premindedly, did not want to spend a moment in this desolate hall.

In the tea room, old Harlot was drinking fragrant black tea while watching Bataan and Fan Jian talk. Akasha, on the other hand, had more than a dozen plates of small snacks and cold cuts on the table in front of her. She desperately stuffed food into her mouth while gulping down the tea on the side like a cow drinking water.

The eyes of the servant who served her food on the side of the watch were jumping.

"Grandpa, as it happens, today I heard from the old butler that it seems that the doctor used magic to heal you?" asked Bataan, tentatively considering his words.

"Well, I forgot you like that kind of stuff. Old Harlot took a slow sip of his tea, and then a look of amazement appeared on his face.

"What he said was true, I had never believed anything so outrageous before. But as soon as he waved his hand, an unpretentious white light appeared in front of my eyes. Harlot Sr. recalled.

I don't know why, Fan Jian inexplicably felt that this scene was a little familiar, think about it carefully, wasn't it like this when the goddess of life blessed it at that time?

Thinking of this, Fan Jian suddenly thought about it, could it be that this doctor is really good at magic? But why hasn't there been such a rumor before? Could it be that he is also a god descending to earth?

Fan Jian thought of a possibility, he suddenly stood up, and confessed to the people who were looking at him with questioning eyes.

Fan Jian came to the bathroom, and after a little thought, he turned on the faucet and stretched out his hands into a bowl. Sprinkled the water in his hands all over his body, and when his whole body was wet, he began to pray to the god of water.

As soon as Fan Jian finished praying, he felt an ethereal feeling in his mind, and his soul seemed to be drained.

"I didn't expect you to master the method of prayer so quickly. A deep baritro voice sounded, and then a figure appeared in front of Fan Jian's eyes.

This time, the figure is not as blurry as the first time, and only vague boundaries can be seen. It's like a video chat, except for the fact that the face seems to be mosaic and can't be seen clearly.

I saw a strong man in front of him, dressed in a pair of dark armor, and the shoulder pads on the left and right sides were erected, carved with unknown monsters. The two red cloths on his chest kept floating with his breath.

"Ah, so you're so... So simple, huh?" Fan Jian felt different from the appearance of his own brain. Doesn't it mean that the gods are all sassy? No matter how you say it, you must also have a golden armor holding an artifact, and the feeling of being full of light all over your body. But such an ordinary appearance in front of him was really unexpected by Fan Jian.

"Ahem, I'm just an exception, the other gods are rich. I'm just a little poor. "By the way, what are you calling me for?" You know, calling God is not so simple, and you have to suffer a series of consequences. ”

"The consequences?" asked Fan Jian with a puzzled expression. When the gods gave him the ability before, they didn't explain this problem to him, if he popped up and called out a god now, he would become bald and so on, Fan Jian felt terrible when he thought about it.

"Ah, I forgot to say it at the time, but it's okay, you'll find out later. ”

"I always feel that there are some terrible consequences, you better tell me in advance. ”

"That's a long story, but what are you calling me for?" the water god pulled back again.

Sure enough, Fan Jian didn't ask about the consequences, but instead explained his questions to the water god.

"There should be no god who can break the wall of the universe by himself except us. The water god frowned and pondered.

"As long as it's not a god, it's much easier, maybe it's a self-taught guy?" Fan Jian exhaled after hearing that it shouldn't be a god.

"No, it's not that simple. The water god looked at Fan Jian and said, "We also know something about the cultivation civilization in the atrium, if you can heal others with just a wave of your hand according to what you said, it is definitely not magic, but divine art!"

"Uh, what's the difference?" Fan Jian was confused when he heard this, aren't magic and magic the same thing?

The water god looked at Fan Jian as if he was an idiot, and after looking at Fan Jian a little embarrassed, he began to say: "Ignorance! Magic needs to communicate with heaven and earth, and magic needs to communicate with the gods!"

Fan Jian still looked at the water god with a confused expression, "Then how do you know that he is using divine magic and not magic?"

"The use of magic requires the mobilization of elements, and even the most powerful magicians will not be instantaneous like in novels and movies, but require a series of preparations. But the magic is different, the magic only needs to communicate with the mind about the divine power left by the gods, and use it according to your own ideas. The water god explained the difference between the two to Fan Jian.

"In other words, this person is likely to be the same person as me?" Fan Jian asked in surprise, didn't he say that all the divine envoys in this world had been eaten.

The water god shook his head, but waved his hand, and a spiritual light appeared, rushing straight into Fan Jian's mind. "It's about the division of these power systems, and you can look at it slowly later. Now let's talk about the differences between you. ”

"You are the chosen one of the gods, with the power and desire of the gods, the chosen one. And the people who can perform divine magic are generally not given divine power by the gods themselves, but taken from the gods themselves. The water god said with a solemn face.

"Also, there are those who can seize the power of the gods?" Fan Jian was startled, and felt a burst of fear at the thought of dealing with this kind of existence. The gods who can freely give them eternal life have already seen how terrible it must be for those who can take away their power? No wonder these gods dare not descend to earth in person! This world is too terrifying.

"Are you kid waiting for me to say it's okay?" the water god looked at Fan Jian helplessly.