Versatile Mage: Spirit Seed Emperor Flame, I will burn for nine days

Pang Lai couldn't adapt to Hailong's eagerness, and he always suspected that the other party had some bad intentions towards their people.

Hailong was strictly watching his every move until the arrival of the Palace Mother. Hailong was doing his job conscientiously, which made Pang Lai feel a little disappointed. Was he really overthinking it?

A female temple sage named Suti arrived with the temple mother.

At the side of Lizan Mountain, the Temple Mother stood under a Questioning Heaven Tree. The sunlight turned into strands of golden threads and fell on the body of the Temple Mother.

The Temple Mother beneath the tree radiated a holy glow and whispered softly, her voice echoing repeatedly among the mountains.

Then, the Hall Mother turned around and signaled to Xu Yuheng. Xu Yuheng stepped forward and, using his own source of fire, easily grabbed all of the Hall Mother's light.

This scene really shocked everyone, especially the Palace Mother, who said directly: "This is impossible, how did you do it!"

“It’s not difficult. Temple Mother, your ability to praise the divine seal was borrowed from someone else. You can only use it, but you have never been able to control it.

As for me, I may lack the strength of the person who gave you this ability, but we are essentially the same.

Since He can put it on you, I can naturally take it off you."

"I don't understand what you are saying, but whether or not to continue the ceremony of praising the divine seal is now entirely up to you."

Being interrupted by Xu Yuheng abruptly, no matter how accommodating Pamixi was, she was unwilling to be checked and controlled by Xu Yuheng, not to mention that he had revealed the biggest secret of their Parthenon.

After carefully checking the power of the ball of light, Xu Yuheng removed many things with unknown purposes. The ball of light in his hand no longer had that holy aura, and its own light was also much dimmer.

The effect may be somewhat reduced, but at least it is safe.

Xu Yuheng smiled contentedly, "Don't worry, Palace Mother. I can still distribute the blessings."

After that, Xu Yuheng turned around and said to the people coming from the Guofu team: "Everyone, assemble!

Everyone, concentrate and focus your attention on the magic system you want to strengthen! "

No one dared to neglect and they all chose the magic system they wanted to strengthen.

The time was ripe. Except for Zhao Manyan who had not arrived, everyone standing in a row had already chosen the magic system they would strengthen. The light ball was also divided into ten parts by Xu Yuheng and others, turning into streams of light that sank into everyone's brows.

The God's Seal of Praise itself is a unique magic that belongs exclusively to the Mother and Goddess of the Parthenon. Anyone who inherits these two positions can naturally learn this magic.

Like resurrection, Hymn to the Divine Seal is one of the most solid foundations of the Parthenon. To some extent, its role even exceeds that of resurrection.

There are only a few people who can resurrect the dead. Most people would like to become stronger so that they can compete for more resources and cultivate to a higher level.

Its function is comparable to that of spirit seeds, and it can enhance the basic magical power of a certain magic system of the mage.

This effect has no effect on Xu Yuheng, but it is a rare opportunity for others.

It's very simple. High-level mages with the same level of cultivation have all absorbed spirit seeds and soul seeds. When they can't distance themselves from each other, the Divine Seal Praise is undoubtedly the last straw that breaks the camel's back.

The Ceremony of the Divine Seal was completed in such a strange way. After Xu Yuheng gave a few instructions to everyone, he asked Leng Qing and Pang Lai to take everyone away first.

He stayed here, with only the temple mother Pamishi by his side. Hailong and Suti were also driven away.

At the foot of the beautiful Lizan Mountain, a colorful sea of ​​flowers sways in the sea breeze blowing from the nearby coast, scattering petals one after another.

Suddenly, a whirlwind rolled up and carried a very small part to the Lizan Mountain, accidentally blowing it to the ancient Wentian Tree, and most of the petals were left behind by the Wentian Tree.

Countless petals fell on the branches and leaves, and the rest were scattered by the tree under its body. Perhaps they would turn into part of the soil soon, providing it with a weak nutrition.

Xu Yuheng and Pamixi were both under the tree in the rain of flowers. Pamixi picked up a white petal with her slender white fingers and smiled gently, "After so many years, I didn't expect that I would still fail.

I'm very curious about how you found out. After all, I think I hid myself pretty well. Everyone knows that I'm the Mother of the Temple, not the legendary White Pope who makes people turn pale. "

Knowing that Xu Yuheng had seen through her identity long ago, Pamishi did not play any more tricks with Xu Yuheng and admitted it directly.

“If you ask me, I actually didn’t know your true identity at first, but it was Saran, no… it should be that woman Ye Chang, who gave our family a flaw and suspicion.

Next, there is nothing much to say. It is nothing more than bold speculation and careful verification. Looking at the world as a whole, most of the activities of the Black Church take place in countries that do not believe in the Parthenon.

Especially those horrific events, most of them happened in countries that you cannot control.

It's just because of the international "reputation" of your Parthenon that no one thinks of you this way.

But in fact, you and the Holy City are birds of a feather. The only difference is that the Holy City is domineering and cruel, while you are vicious and cruel.

If you ask me, black is your true nature. I wonder if what I said is right or not?"

In the original timeline, because of the heroine Ye Xinxia, ​​the other side of the Parthenon was revealed in the end, but considering the impact, the story did not focus too much on the Black Church in the later period.

If we look at it optimistically, the Parthenon is even worse than the Holy City and is also one of the deep-rooted cancers of this world.

"You are right, but have you ever considered that I will kill you today?"

The dignified and gentle temperament was gone. Pamixi's face was cold and her eyes were filled with murderous intent, as if she was going to attack in the next moment.

“Yes, as the White Pope, your strength must be extraordinary, and you really want to kill me, but you won’t do it.

To be more precise, you don't want to and dare not bear the cost of killing me."

The next moment, the murderous intent that made people feel as if they were falling into the abyss disappeared, and Pamishi returned to the solemn and gentle appearance of the temple mother.

"Smart, tell me what you want, maybe I can really help you."

"Well, since you, the Palace Mother, have said so, then I will naturally not be polite..."

Xu Yuheng discussed his request with Pamixi. Pamixi hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. "Okay, I will arrange for someone to take care of this matter, but you can't use my people for nothing. You have to do me a favor, too."