The Rebirth of the Plant Controller in Online Games

Lin Chuan smiled slightly, as long as Shiryl was not completely bewitched by the devil, there was still room for recovery.

Such a girl with strong perception is a resource that every church must fight for.

Shanhetu also gave him some information before, how to condense the **** talisman in Chinese mythology. This is some talisman like mountain **** land. If you are not a god, that is, you have not ascended to the true god, you can only be regarded as a **** cultivator.

At this time, Lin Chuan was only a bronze grade, at most, it was a magic rune condensing grade nine, which was equivalent to a bronze grade.

China's **** system is different from others. There are a lot of mundane things, and a complete **** system is built.

The gods of Io Continent are composed of true gods.

But Lin Chuan didn't intend to copy the complete **** system to Io.

His own strength is not enough to protect this system. When the time comes, it will be taken by other gods, with their size, where is Lin Chuan or something?

So this matter can be considered and done. But it must be very secretive, and the gods cannot be seen by too powerful priests.

Otherwise, the one above is better to say, after all, he is in the upper plane.

If Edwin knew it, this thing was like a huge treasure, so Edwin wouldn't be tempted.

No, the goddess of life is the same. He can't come down by himself, but there is still the power of a church. After all, Edwin is also his power. When the time comes, you can give Edwin a little soup.

Therefore, in this matter, we must absolutely be cautious. This is different from his own rise, Lin Chuan's practice, no one else knows the specifics. Even Bing Xin Jue, anyway, gave the star elk and the unicorn.

At this point, perhaps both the Unicorn Lady and the Goddess of Life already knew. As for whether they will spread or not, that is something the gods are considering.

That Bing Xin Jue is still very good for spiritual cultivation. It can also prevent a lot of magical riots.

Those are just trivial things, although for many individuals, this is a big deal. But for the gods, it's trivial.

As long as you are pious enough and pay enough meritorious deeds, gods can also increase your strength. On the contrary, this kind of method that can be practiced by oneself and strengthen the strength may not be liked by the gods.

From the nearest temple, it can be seen that there is no spread.

The gods are unwilling to spread this technique.

But this kind of **** system is different, and it absolutely cannot spread.

At this time, as Shiryl's voice became smaller and smaller, a scream suddenly came from the void.

Lin Chuan had to cover his ears, and Elton had been knocked out.

Instead, it was Shiryl, but she had a headache. But then, she fell into a struggle. The brow furrowed, it was a struggle in the spirit.

"It seems that the devil doesn't always pay attention to the spirit of contract. People disagree, why do you want to be strong?" Lin Chuan said, using the power of the Taiyin treasure mirror, and at the same time an illusory figure emerged from Lin Chuan's body. walk out.

The figure walked slowly, then fell into Shiryl's eyebrows.

Outside, a large swath of moonlight fell, covering this area inside, and at the same time making the surrounding scene blurry and distorted.

After a while, a team of guards hurried over.

But nothing was found, slums are still slums. Turmoil, snatching, fighting, and groaning are the norm here.

"What to do? Boss? Didn't find it at all!" said an ordinary guard.

The team leader didn't know what to do, so he had to distract the players and search again. But in the end, nothing was found.

Without a solution, the team leader could only take out a medal, and after activation, he reported: "Master, the slum is still the same as usual."

There was a roar from the medal: "What does it mean to be the same as usual?"

Squad leader: "It's fighting, fighting, scramble, dead, no other difference."

The voice in the medal paused for you, but then, I had to accept this.

Because even the magic tower used the dark hands of the guards guarding the city to track down to the slums.

But then this point was also broken.

"What the **** is going on?" The middle-aged mage muttered to himself, "Could it be that the other party deliberately went to the slums, wanting to use the environment there to get rid of exploration?"

"But how does he know that we have the means of tracking? Impossible?"

Looking back, I saw the apprentice standing there, not knowing what he was thinking.

The middle-aged mage was angry from his heart, and lifted his slap to be a loud voice.

These apprentices of the mage, with poor qualifications, had to sell themselves to the magic tower and work for the higher-level mage in exchange for a meager salary. And, the possible channels for promotion.

But the middle-aged mage sneered in his heart: "Such a good promotion? Had I not been..."

Wait, he has the same idea, right? If you want to copy my approach, I just want to say, you are so naive.

The apprentices in the Master Tower have no human rights. If you meet a better mage, it will naturally be a fair deal.

In this regard, many magicians still inherited Netheril's purpose.

But more is to exploit the interests of lower-level mages. Exploited level by level, the only one who suffers in the end is the apprentice of the mage.

Some mages also need to contribute their bodies to let the higher-level mages solve their physical needs.

This is not the most terrifying. The most terrifying thing is that the apprentice of the mage may have to participate in the experiments of the upper-level mage, so that the upper-level mage will perform various experiments on the body.

It's not harmful, but most experiments are harmful.

In addition to pain, some permanent injuries are the most feared.

Or maybe it would be better to die directly in the experiment?

The mage apprentice covered his face with one hand, lowered his head, showing a look of hatred.

Of course, with the other hand, touching the waist. There are scars left after an experiment that can never be removed.

And, a lack of qualifications that can never be advanced.

"Instead of being so useless and unable to advance, then simply sell the soul to the devil. Anyway, there is no hope, no future. You will be beaten here. Then, go to **** with me!"

The crazier he was, the calmer the person became, and he didn't show it at all.

The middle-aged mage nodded, feeling satisfied with his majesty.

But then, he started manipulating the magic tower again.

The slums of Dashengguan obviously have magical fluctuations, why can't they be locked?

Was there something wrong during this period? Or is there something wrong with the magic circle?

At this time, Lin Chuan had stepped into Shiryl's sea of ​​knowledge. Here is the sea of ​​spirit, a person's conscious residence. This is where Lin Xueer's soul was when she fell into a vegetative before.

At this time, Lin Chuan was able to enter the sea of ​​consciousness of others for a short time. If he had this power, he would be able to wake Lin Xueer.

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