Godly System: From Fire to God

Chapter Thirteen The Rice given by God

Action is not as good as heartbeat, Lin Mo immediately used the power of faith to exchange 32 super rice seeds, and communicated with her through quiet prayers.

In the sanctuary, the flame totem burst into a fiery flame, kneeling and praying peacefully, feeling a burst of warmth all over the body, and waves of invisible fluctuations accompanied by the beating of the flame, constantly spreading outward.

Not only Qingyou and the four civet girls in the sanctuary felt this fluctuation, but even the civet clansmen who were waiting outside felt it.

Everyone knelt down at the same time, waiting nervously and excitedly.

I, the god of fire, accept the service of the civet family, and I will protect the civet family from now on.

The ethereal and solemn voice sounded in Qingyou's mind, Qingyou's delicate body was shocked, and her eyes were full of excited tears.

My saint, I will bless you here.

Lin Mo said, using that attribute enhancement point on Qingyou.

Qingyou only felt that a powerful force descended from the sky, this force broke through all the shackles on her body, and her thoughts even became clearer.

My God, I actually awakened magic!

Qingyou's mind moved slightly, and a bunch of small flames emerged from her palm. Looking at this bunch of flames, Qingyou shouted in surprise.

Lin Mo glanced at the quiet attribute panel and found that her profession had changed from nothing to a first-order magician.

Miracle! Miracle happened again!

The civet clansmen outside the sanctuary also shouted excitedly when they heard the quiet voice.

Qingyou is already 16 years old. At this age, he can still awaken his magical talent. Except for the gift of the gods, there is no other reason to explain it.

At this moment, only the most devout belief and awe remained in the hearts of all the civet clansmen.

Through the sanctuary, Lin Mo also sent the 32 special rice seeds, which closed the quiet prayer passage and continued to store the burning value.

As the flame on the totem dissipated, Qingyou also realized that the God of Fire had left, she slowly stood up and walked towards the totem.

A small handful of seemingly inconspicuous seeds were placed under the totem, Qingyou held them in the palm of his hand, turned and walked out of the sanctuary.

Saint!

Saint!

Seeing Qingyou walking out, all the civet clansmen bowed and saluted her respectfully, even her mother, the clan leader of the civet clan, was no exception.

She has become a saint, and is the property of a great god, and even looking at her one more time is a blasphemy against the gods.

Clan people, the great fire god has accepted my clan, and has also sent generous blessings.

With the seeds in Qingyou's raised hands, the civet clan people cheered excitedly.

Saint, may I ask what the great God of Fire has given us?

The patriarch came over and asked respectfully.

Even though Qingyou was her daughter, the patriarch still respectfully used honorifics.

This is the holy rice that the gods have given us, and with it, we will never have the same hunger as before.

Qingyou held the seed in front of the patriarch and said happily.

Let me show you.

Qingyou saw the doubts on the faces of the clansmen, she smiled and walked to the land, followed by the curious civet clansmen.

Part of the land has been turned over by the civet clansmen, and the plant ash has been mixed with the soil to become the best fertilizer.

Qingyou stretched out her hand, gently dug a small hole in the ground, and then threw a rice seed into it.

She buried the seeds and poured a little water on them.

Then she hung her hand above the ground, and a faint red light lit up in her palm. She would use the newly awakened magic to quickly ripen this seed!