Chapter 106: Elemental

"Let's just think she's an elf. "The corn doll was happy that she was no longer lonely in this world, and that there was an older woman with her, the elf from the wilderness.

"But we don't know these elven words, how can we cultivate?" Amos sent a record of the Book of Night, so that the spirit of corn remembered that when she played with Rebecca in the future, she swallowed dates for her to memorize.

Although she has no adult knowledge, Rebecca is very smart when she returns to her childhood, and she memorizes all the crooked elven words on the Book of Night. Just like Amos in the Spirit Animal Garden, he drew the handwriting of Steward Li.

Amos played with the two of them, and began to discuss with Anno about the cathars of the Southern God Diocese. From this incident in the Celestial Flower Valley, everyone knows that it takes too long to just train young children, and now they urgently need some strength to guard the safety of the parish.

And this contingent is built in the form of a secular army. Anno selected from the adult men in the slums, selected loyal and capable men, and used the training mode of ordinary legions to purchase armor and ordnance, and build them in a decent manner.

These armoured troops painted green, walking on the clean streets, immediately attracted everyone's attention, and everyone's sense of belonging and pride in the Nanshen Diocese was even greater.

It was this parish guard that effectively prevented Solomon's infiltration, and everyone suddenly remembered that there was also a dark force that was sneaking up on the eyes of Xuancheng.

One is earth and the other is water, and Amos guessed, and the other two are fire and wind, both of which are basic elements in magic. And this realization, Amos also put in the thinking of natural gods, the life fit of the druid high priest, is the resonance of the basic elements.

The rest is easy, and Amos savors the elemental attributes of various souls, and then finds the key to resonance. At the beginning, he thought that all souls were pure and the elements were certain. Later, I found out that everyone, the soul of every life is complex, and there are four elements of wind, fire, water and earth, but some people's elements are concentrated, and some people's elements are more chaotic.

Rebecca is more water elemental, while Corn Doll is more earthy element, and Moss is more water and earth element, and Tony, whose body is getting stronger and stronger, is a mixture of four elements. People who concentrate certain elements appear to be spiritual, while those who are confused with various elements appear to be very strong. It seems that there is nothing good or bad about the composition of the elements, but the perspective of perceiving the world is different.

Amos tried to classify the secret disciples of the natural temple according to their elements, and put the same attributes together, preparing to develop natural magic in a targeted manner in the future. But this categorization is strongly criticized by Laura, who believes that everyone's training should be equal, and there should be no distinction between talents. And some people who are not talented still have extraordinary achievements.

Amos had no choice but to let go and let the thirty-three disciples continue to cultivate the natural mind, hoping to become a qualified Wilderness Bard as soon as possible. He himself studied the Holy Art of Light behind closed doors, preparing to break through to the Holy Light Judgment.

It was Randy Ford's timing that prevented him from taking a detour. Landifel had come to apologize, apologizing on behalf of the Far West Temple for the raid on the Vale of Flowers, and for failing to report the enemy situation in time, which frightened the Diocese of the Southern Gods.

That is, he was frightened and not suffered, so he came to apologize, if the Nanshen Diocese was completely annihilated, he would definitely come to see the excitement. But now that the Nanshen Diocese still exists, it can only run over to show goodwill.

"The Holy Light Judgment is not self-cultivation, it is the protector formulated by the cardinal!" Randifu's words made Amos very ashamed, and he always thought that the Holy Light Judgment was slowly cultivated, but he didn't expect it to be a God-given position.

"But what if you only have the name of the Holy Light Judgment, and without his combat power?" Amos was most concerned about the light combat power, not the name.

"When the Temple of Light bestowed upon you the title, it gave you the power to adjudicate. Randifoe opened his arms and embraced the heavens, "Our strength is a gift from the God of Light. Whether it is judged or higher, it is the will of the God of Light. ”

"The light is with us!" Amos prayed, knowing the Holy Power Inheritance System within the Sect of Light, and why each temple has its own lineage. The holy power in the body is given by the bishop, can you not respect it?

After sending Randifoe away, Amos stopped pursuing the cultivation of illumination, and instead returned to the right path, engrossed in the cultivation of natural magic and comprehending the methods of the druids.

This key should still be on the Great Array of Zhixuancheng, and in the eyes of these deep-rooted arrays, there are infinite secrets hidden and huge natural forces.

It was a kid named Ellis, who first sensed it in the holy well. He is a child with a concentration of water elements, a pure heart, and a natural love for water.

Every night, these children who have completed their cultivation gather at the holy water well to draw water for washing. At this time, Ellis is very active, rushing to carry water for everyone. He could taste the water in this well in eight flavors, and when the eight seasons of Xuancheng changed, the taste of the water would change.

"Ellis, come and taste the water?" the boy shouted loudly, and everyone was making a fuss around the well.

"Today's water is astringent. Ellis took a sip and frowned, not used to the taste.

And he said nonsense, "Whatever you drink this water is sweet." Some of the children were not happy and got into an argument with Ellis. This is a farce that happens every day, and only in the sweet season, everyone has no objections.

"Drink it, I can't swallow it. "Ellis really doesn't like the taste.

"I can't swallow it, I don't think you're thirsty. Come, let's pour him together. "In the world of children, there is never a time for leisure, especially for boys, who can always find something to fight.

"Help, Rebecca!" Ellis felt like he was running for his life, and in the past he had poured water on their stomachs, sometimes bitter, sometimes stinky. Probably only Rebecca, occasionally tasted differently, but very rarely.

"Rebecca can't save you, don't run!" A child chased after him, caught him and threw him into the well.

"You're doing bad things again, I'll go tell my brother!" came Rebecca in the distance, looked at the well, and hurried to find Amos. Ever since she cleaned her memories, Rebecca has always regarded Amos as her own brother.

This time she really dragged Amos, and he sent it away casually in the past. Although these children are not Badd of the Wasteland, they can't drown if they fall into the water, and they can climb out on their own.

But today Rebecca just grabbed her clothes and didn't let go, and Amos had to coax her to take a look, otherwise she would cry for half the night with this loud voice.

With a wind blade technique, Amos fished Ellis out of the well, but after hearing him say that the well has eight flavors, he knew that he had picked up the treasure tonight.