Chapter 643: A Hundred Years of Penance
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Goode, Ophelia and the others were very busy, busy every day, but Yang Ling, who was in retreat and cultivating, turned a deaf ear to what was going on outside the window and no longer cared about any worldly affairs. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 The security of the info courtyard is personally guarded by the elite of the Demon Beast Legion led by the Black Dragon King, and if it is not a major matter, even Sophia and Yuna can't get close, let alone others, not even a fly can fly in.
One day, two days, the energy condensed in the yard became thicker and thicker, and slowly, a pale green fog was formed!
The aura of heaven and earth that wanders between heaven and earth converges into wisps of mist, the inexhaustible green life energy of the Truss Forest gathers from all directions, and the bright and vast stars descend wisps of starry energy
Yang Ling, who was sitting cross-legged on the big witch platform, pinched the witch seal with his hand, and the spiritual platform was empty, carefully comprehending the mysterious and mysterious witchcraft, and comprehending the origin of the power of controlling the heavens and the earth. The body was hungry and thirsty to absorb the vast aura of heaven and earth, life energy, and astral energy, while the soul soared in the vast sorcery.
Huge energy penetrated from every pore on Yang Ling's body, and under the body refining witch, every inch of skin and every inch of bone was strengthened again and again. Tempered and strengthened again and again, a large amount of energy essence is deposited. If Yang Ling opened his eyes, he would find that his body was full of vitality, and both the strength and flexibility of his body had been strengthened like never before.
Compared with his energetic body, Yang Ling's soul was like a well of water, quietly comprehending the complex and mysterious witchcraft. Before, there was no time or energy to sort through the vast amount of witchcraft recorded on the obelisk, but now, there is finally enough time to organize it all over again.
Ancient sorcery - Confused, attacking the enemy's soul with occult sorcery, instantly confusing, and even erasing the opponent's memory, making it fall into a state of confusion. After being hit, the light one is instantly confused, and the combat effectiveness is greatly weakened, and the heavy one directly becomes an idiot or vegetative person.
Ancient Sorcery - Soul Trembling, using supreme sorcery to suddenly attack the enemy's soul, causing the enemy's soul to instantly turbulent, and instinctively feel a sense of fear. In ancient times, it was often used against large groups of enemies, and it was very powerful in large-scale battles, which could greatly weaken the morale of the enemy
There are so many witchcrafts recorded on the obelisk, which can be divided into soul witchcraft, shadow witchcraft, witchcraft, poison witchcraft, divination and instrument witchcraft, and so on. If every witchcraft is deeply comprehended and cultivated, I don't know if I have to retreat until the Year of the Monkey.
In order to break through to the high-level soul witch in the shortest possible time, Yang Ling absorbed the large amount of energy contained in the Moon Soul Stone while concentrating on cultivating soul witchcraft and concentrating on comprehending the mysteries of the high-level prohibition.
The Moon Stone, known as the priceless superlative ink crystal, contains amazing soul energy, which can be used to refine first-class artifacts and speed up cultivation. Moon Soul Stone, this kind of heaven and earth treasure made from the essence of Moon Stone, the value is even more limitless! At the time of Moon Lake, the big forces such as the Aguillon Divine System and the Longbottom Divine System fought for a fist-sized Moon Soul Stone, and you can imagine how precious these Moon Soul Stones were!
After absorbing a large amount of the essence of the Moon Soul Stone, Yang Ling's soul energy skyrocketed, and the soul crystal in his mind swollen out a thick crystal mist.
The powerful soul energy makes the comprehension of soul witchcraft twice as effective with half the effort, and further comprehension, in turn, accelerates the speed of cultivation, further strengthens the soul energy, and forms a cycle of good surnames. Slowly, after consuming a large number of Moon Soul Stones, Yang Ling was getting closer and closer to the day when he advanced to a high-level soul witch, and the crystal mist emitted was getting thicker and thicker!
One year, two years, ten years, one hundred years, two hundred years
The demonic beasts stationed around the courtyard have changed batch after batch, and the demonic beast realm and the space of the witch tower have all undergone earth-shaking changes, but Yang Ling, who was in retreat, still sat cross-legged on the big witch platform motionlessly, like a stone sculpture, and even the witch seal posed by his hands did not change. Spring turns to winter, year after year of meditation and cultivation, the Yuan Shen is completely immersed in the comprehension of the witch way.
In a flash, five hundred years have passed!
"Sister Yuna, hasn't Brother Yang woken up yet?" Alice asked the fox beauties beside her, her eyes were slightly red, and her long eyelashes couldn't stop the lingering faint sadness.
Five hundred years ago, the young girl has already been slim, as beautiful and charming as a hibiscus out of the water. After a long period of hard practice, Alice successfully broke through the threshold of the god rank, and her poisonous witch spell was even more superb, killing people invisibly, which was unguardable. Even compared to the Corpse Witch King and others, the comprehensive strength is not inferior, except for the stray divine beast of Jin Peng, whose strength is amazing, no one dares to say that they can definitely prevent her attack.
Poison Witch, the most troublesome branch of witchcraft for enemies, has become more and more powerful in cultivation!
However, even after 500 years, Alice's concern has not faded. She will never forget Yang Ling, who led tens of millions of demonic beasts to rescue her grandfather in the Truss Forest, never forgot his faint smile, and never forgot his big dark eyes.
In the world, there are always some things and memories that cannot be diluted by time!
Every year, every month, every day, Alice would go to the other courtyard to see Yang Ling, who was in retreat and cultivation, to see the figure that appeared in the dream. Others envy her noble status as Yang Ling's sister and envy her strong strength, but who knows the regret and loss in her heart!
"This bastard has been in retreat for hundreds of years at once, and when he comes out, he will definitely not be able to get around him!" Looking at Yang Ling looming in the thick crystal mist, looking at the figure that has been motionless for hundreds of years, Yuna was silent, but the elf Sophia stomped her feet angrily. It's just that his eyes are slightly red, with endless longing and lingering sadness.
"It's getting dark, let's go. Today is the 500th anniversary of the Witch God Cult, and His Majesty Goode has already sent people to urge him several times, and Sister Ophelia has also sent people a few times. If the three of us don't go, we can't say anything!" After looking at the looming figure in the crystal mist again, Yuna walked towards the dimensional passage in the square, showing no trace, and gently wiped away a crystal tear.
Five hundred years later, the Witch God Cult established at the beginning of that year has become the largest religion in the Tylen Continent, not to mention the Witch Tower Space, with the number of believers as high as hundreds of millions. Thanks to Pope Goode's efforts, the Witch God Cult was transcendent, finding an ideal balance between the religious and the secular. The belief of the Great Witch has spread to every corner of the Witch Tower space.
"Lord God, is it really like the legend to look down on all beings, high up?" Looking back at the familiar and unfamiliar figure in the crystal mist, Yuna's heart tingled.
Back then, the territory was waiting to be prosperous, and helping Yang Ling take care of government affairs was her happiest time. Every day, taking Yang Ling's hand to the edge of the Truss Forest for a walk is her sweetest memory. It's a pity that the green mountains are still there, but the warmth around them is empty!
If given a choice, Yuna would rather be a little lady of the lord and spend her company with her lover every day, than be a lady of the lord god who is high up and would not be left alone in the empty house year after year!
"Lady Yuna, Lady Sophia, Miss Alice, please!" a handsome and tall Templar knight bowed, his white gloves spotless, his long sword engraved with intricate runes at his waist, and his black armor heavy but generous.
With the rapid development of the Wu Tower space, more than 100 countries of all sizes have appeared in the space, not to mention large and small territories. In the early days, Agusu and Cassie, who followed Yang Ling to fight in all directions, obtained large and small fiefs and hereditary titles according to their military exploits. Hundreds of years later, no one can tell how many nobles there are in the entire Witch Tower space, but whether it is the prince of the big empire or the last nobles of the small territory, they are all proud to join the Witch God Cult and become a Templar Knight. It is a great honor for individuals and families to be able to become the guardian knight by the side of Yuna, Sophia and Alice!
Under the guidance of the Black-Armored Templar Knights, Yuna and the three moved to the Witch Tower space. As soon as I stepped out of the plane passage, I saw three large extravagant carriages, all pulled by three snow-white unicorns, and the black carriage was carved with a five-clawed golden dragon with teeth and claws, and the scarlet carpet stretched from the plane passage to the temple near the Witch Tower
"Lady Yuna, Lady Sophia, Miss Alice, please!" the handsome Templar led two companions to open the curtains of each of the three carriages, inviting them to board.
The five-clawed golden dragon is the symbol of the witch gate, and in a sense, it is the incarnation of Yang Ling, the soul witch. Looking at the entire space of the Witch Tower, even Pope Goode and the Holy Maiden Ophelia could only carve a small five-clawed golden dragon on the body, and there were only three carriages with a giant five-clawed golden dragon carved on the entire carriage, and only Yuna, Sophia and Alice, the three closest relatives around Yang Ling, were eligible to ride.
"Although the dragon carriage is good, it is still not as good as the little carriage called Ferrari back then!" Yuna slowly sat down on the carriage, her nose was sore, and she couldn't help but think of the past when she and Yang Ling rode in a small carriage to the Principality of Livingsa, and remembered the warm and passionate night after killing the killer and poisoning.
(To be continued)