"Fortune flows!"

Amos suddenly realized that the most critical place in the original life fit is change. The taste in the well is different in each season, because the Great Array of Zhixuancheng is running slowly. It is this kind of change that has not changed for thousands of years that has kept the great array alive forever, and it can be inspired to defend Xuancheng at any time.

Life is also in motion, not simply composed of a few elements, and the soul of these movements is not imaginative, but has a fixed trajectory cycle. Life fit is to find this cycle, and when the water is the sweetest, just take a sip.

This is the perfect time for the druids to transform. There are thousands of lives around him, and there is more than one soul that is most suitable at the moment, and if you invite this sweet soul and move it at the right time, the druid can easily transform into a bear form, a cat form, a flying form, or an aquatic form. This adaptability allows them to take on different roles in their adventures, tearing enemies apart in a moment or taking in the battlefield from the sky.

Life fit and is born from this well.

Amos breathed a long sigh of relief, looked at the drenched Ellis happily, and immediately decided to take him as a personal disciple and cultivate with Rebecca.

Rebecca is very happy, usually the corn doll always criticizes her, but now that she has a little brother, she can criticize him in the blink of an eye. Amos also set the tone, and the natural temple also divided secret disciples and ordinary disciples to teach different divine techniques according to their aptitude.

Anno very much agrees with this approach, but Laura is not satisfied, but fortunately, the current disciples are all secret disciples and have not yet differentiated. Even Amos's personal disciples, Rebecca and Ellis, as well as the corn doll who was also a disciple and friend, went with him.

In fact, Laura herself is also very clear. No one knows what Moss has learned now, after all, this is the secret of Aoki's lineage, how to refine the body into a danding. This secret technique is disdainful in the Book of Night, but now Aoki Dan, who is cultivating to change his life and change his life, has only one way.

Anno doesn't need to find an apprentice, his spiritism has been integrated into Ovade's natural heart, as long as the disciples who practice natural magic will be his own inheritance in the future.

After Amos fully comprehended the fit of life, he officially became a druid. Only now do I truly comprehend the druid transfiguration technique taught by Jihanna in the Valley of Morning. The way forward is to become a great druid and to appreciate the transcendence of life and nature. It's just that the elders in the Valley of Morning haven't been able to comprehend that realm, and this still requires Amos to slowly practice under the guidance of the Book of Night. And becoming a great druid, it is the same terrifying existence as the cardinal, if it absorbs the natural power of the entire Nagisa Moon Continent, of course, it can compete with the old man of the night watch.

After being promoted to the high priest of the druids, Amos felt that everything around him had changed, no longer green plants, but clumps of life breathing and souls beating. All perspectives are just life and death, and there is no difference between humans and beasts. No wonder this level is called the High Priest, which is a powerful being who sees through the essence of life and transcends life and death.

The Druid High Priest was once the equivalent of the Light Judgment. The self-guarding blade of light corresponds to the protection of nature, the guidance of the holy light for thousands of miles in an instant, and the floating natural walk can be followed, please use the cross priest of the supreme light divine power, the wrath of Tu Narui, the mother of all things, and the holy light impulse that quickly recovers its combat power, which can be compared with the surge of the force.

Without the reward of Saint Tremor, Amos already has the combat power equivalent to the judgment of the Holy Light. It's that compared to the extraordinary holy sword, he lacks a divine weapon.

"Purple shirt stick!"

Amos and the corn doll both thought of this sacred tree, and if it was merged with the Ring of the Storm, it would definitely be a treasure with a lot of potency.

Not far from the desert of the Far West, Amos took a corn doll and crossed thousands of miles with one step, passing through the void on the grass, like a gust of wind, quickly floating through thousands of mountains and rivers.

In the desert of the extreme west, there is still yellow sand in the sky, but there are a lot fewer space vortex traps, and there are no blood clan people secretly operating, and these whirlpools are one less than one.

Amos remembered Elder Miles of the Blood Clan, and then quickly took a thousand breaths, crossed the endless yellow sand, and came to the place where it was excavated. It seemed to be sprinkled with the blood of Julia, but the shadow of Imos had disappeared from Amos's heart.

With a little finger, the yellow sand retreated, and a bare purple-shirted wooden stick was still standing straight up in the dunes. This sacred tree will not break in the wind for thousands of years, and it will not rot in the desert, it is really a spiritual creature between heaven and earth.

Amos felt nature, and the surging force of nature surged out, shattering the tough purple shirt stick into endless particles. And the Ring of the Storm opened its mouth and inhaled, and the purification in it completely entered its stomach, and the years of grudge were wiped out.

"Smack!" Amos snapped his fingers loudly, and the purple-shirted stick spat out of the Storm Ring in an instant. It's just that at this time, it has become delicate and clear, and the tail is bound to the Storm Ring, becoming a purple natural scepter.

"Do you want to?" said Amos, teasing the corn doll.

"I'm not unfamiliar with your stuff. My baby, it's a beautiful moon lyre. The corn doll pouted, ignoring Amos's joke.

"I've seen one in the Far North Holy Land, and it looks like this. Amos's heart moved, and he shouted the appearance of the holy lyre.

"Make no mistake, this piano is so bulky, it won't be small. The corn doll stretched out her little hand and asked Amos to estimate how she could play such a large holy lyre.

"Little Yueqin?" Amos suddenly remembered that there was also a crooked Blood Clan Treasure in the Book of Night, the Holy Moon, what would happen if it were added to this natural scepter.

"Stinks to death!" the corn doll strongly objected, not all treasures in the world are beautiful together. The Holy Moon and the scepter of nature are like a sickle for the labor of the field.

"This is the treasure of the blood clan, could you give it to you as a moon-qin?" Amos sneered.

"Yes. The corn doll raised her eyebrows and clapped her hands. "When I find the strings, I'll be able to play. ”

"The strings need to be long and thin hair, are you okay?" Amos was not reluctant, and handed it to the corn doll casually, but where to find the strings.

"I know. The corn doll was silent as an adult, she took the Holy Moon, and then stared blankly at the thin golden fangs, as if muttering about a major decision.

"Are you sure you give it to me?" Amos, just as he was about to tease her, the corn doll asked coldly.

"I swear to the moon that this will always be yours. Amos also solemnly guessed that the corn doll had a big decision.