After becoming a disciple of the Pope

What Huai Ling is best at is communication. The two of them have reached an agreement, so they quickly warmed up. Chang Ying was left out in the cold, and she couldn't get in. Her eyes kept rolling on Ye Zheng's beautiful fur, but unfortunately The latter completely regarded her as air.

"...In the next period of time, I will start to prepare and lead people into the Chiliao Mountains to set up a suspicious formation, so that Li Mao's people will think that we have also found a suitable rare beast. Shaoqing, you'd better stay silent Don't go out in the church hall, if something really happens, ask Qi Luan to bring a few people and go out with you."

Seeing Ye Shaoqing nodding in response, Huai Ling thought for a while, and added: "That Feng Zihua is the son of Feng Dong, the lord of Heichuan City, he is not a small character who is easy to get along with, and he must compare every penny..."

I wanted to warn him that if we meet Feng Zihua again, it is best to take a detour, but Huai Ling suddenly remembered Ye Shaoqing's background, and it seemed that there was nothing to be afraid of, so he couldn't help but stop the topic, and said instead: "By the way, we will decide to succeed next month Only priests from the two districts can attend the candidate selection meeting, and in a few days, I will arrange for you to participate in the Holy See’s priest registration assessment, which is mainly to test your mental strength, and it must be a piece of cake for you.”

"It's a piece of cake? I think it's showing its true colors." Changying managed to intervene, and couldn't help but pour cold water on her, "I want to see how capable this guy is, to ask you to promise to give me your treasured crystal. Take out all the cores. Hey, let’s talk about it first. When my senior brother passed the assessment test, he got a mid-month grade. In the entire Heichuan City, there were no more than ten of his peers. If the strength is not enough, take a What kind of star-level or Chen-level, but it will lose face to our church in the Eastern District, so don't think about my senior brother's crystal nucleus."

"Changying!" Huai Ling frowned and scolded, with a rare expression of sternness.

Changying curled her lips in grievance, and said in a low voice, "It's not for your sake that you still attack me."

Huai Ling had a headache for a while, and then looked at Ye Shaoqing's expression, but saw that he was completely unmoved, as if Changying was the only person in the world who was jumping.

Sigh, Junior Sister, Junior Sister, this time she meets a man who doesn't buy into her at all, she will suffer...

Huai Ling shook his head helplessly, and said in a gentle voice: "Shaoqing, junior sister is outspoken, she didn't do it on purpose. I have two crystal nuclei of rare and exotic beasts, one was given to me by the old bishop, and the other was not given by the Holy See , but I got it by chance, and the quality is naturally not as good as that given by the Holy See, but don't worry, after passing the assessment test, I will give you one first, as a deposit and apology, and I will give you another one after the matter is completed. One, what do you think?"

"Senior brother! You are crazy!" Changying was shocked, Huai Ling had accumulated so many years of savings, only these two crystal nuclei were the most precious, and they were all given away today, and they were given to an outsider of unknown origin!Even for the position of bishop, the price is too high. Whether it can be done or not is another matter. If this kid takes the crystal core and runs away, wouldn't it be...

"Changying, children don't interrupt when adults are talking." Huai Ling put on a straight face, fearing that she would make everyone unhappy if she said something wrong again.

Changying said angrily: "Child? This person surnamed Ye may not be older than me! You can give it away if you like, I don't care about you!"

In a rage, Changying lost her image, picked up her skirt and rushed out of the room, feeling a hundred times unconvinced, stupid senior brother!What kind of ecstasy soup did the surname Ye pour into the senior brother?When the time comes, the one surnamed Ye will run away, let's see how he cries!

In the room, Huai Ling was left alone staring at Ye Shaoqing. No matter how thick-skinned he was, he was quite embarrassed at this time: "Sorry..."

Apart from this word, he really couldn't think of anything else to say, if his junior sister hadn't offended Ye Shaoqing again and again, he wouldn't be willing to throw both.Normally, even if she loves to be petty, Changying's basic self-cultivation skills are not bad. How come she met Ye Shaoqing, as if she had met an enemy, always getting angry and so impatient?It's really strange.

Ye Shaoqing shrugged to express his indifference.If the eldest lady scolded him a few more words and exchanged for another rare crystal nucleus, he didn't mind coming a few more times at all.

In the next few days, Huai Ling didn't show up. Besides being prepared to be disturbed and mess up his opponent's judgment, the church still had a lot of educational affairs to deal with.

Ye Shaoqing has nothing to do, so he spends a lot of time in the library during the day, grasping every minute and every second, absorbing a lot of basic information like a sponge.

He has a quiet personality, and he is very hungry for knowledge about divine arts, strange beasts, the Holy See, and this different world. With Ye Zheng as his guide, even if he reads books all day, he will not feel bored at all.

At least from the point of view of studiousness and diligence, Ye Zheng, a picky teacher, can't fault him.

A low table, a basin of black sand.

This is the tool that Yezheng gave him to practice mental separation and basic remote spellcasting.

Looking at the familiar Heisha, Ye Shaoqing suddenly thought of Lao Tao and Wen Qingze, wondering if they are doing well now, whether Lao Tao's shop is still doing business well, whether Wen Qingze has any news about his brother...

He subconsciously touched the light blue button hanging around his neck - the button with the imprint of Wen Qingze's spiritual power attached to it was strung up by him with a thin rope and hung around his neck so as not to accidentally lose it when changing clothes.

After being separated for such a long time, he occasionally had the urge to contact him with buttons, but the one-time props were gone when they were used up, so he was still reluctant.

"What are you thinking about?" Seeing him staring at the sandbox in a daze, Yezheng flicked his tail and slapped his thigh lightly, his deep voice revealed a hint of displeasure, "Touch a button A hundred times, thinking of your old friend so much, it is better to crush it, and say it once is enough."

Ye Shaoqing said inexplicably: "What old friend? Wen Qingze is my friend, my brother. I haven't contacted him for so long. Can I even think about it? What are you sour about..."

Yezheng was lying prone on the imperial concubine chair beside him, his fox eyes slightly closed, his mind was lazy, he let out a sneer for a while, and said casually: "What's wrong with me, it's just that if you are found in the priest assessment, I don’t even know how to perform long-distance spells, and my evaluation will definitely not be higher than the star rating, so am I going to embarrass myself along with you?”

"That's because you are incompetent as a master..." Ye Shaoqing retorted with a sneer, and before the white fox changed his face, he quickly changed the subject, "How is the priest assessment graded? Is the Chen level the last one?"

Relevant memories seem to be too long ago, Ye Zheng recalled it for a while, and then replied: "The priest assessment is divided into two types: holy magic and dark magic, and the age requirement is under 25 years old. There are four levels in total, day, month, Star, Chen, each level has three levels, upper, middle and lower. Chen level is the last level, which means that you can perceive spiritual power, but it is extremely limited, and it is better than ordinary people. It can barely be used as a magician. Master, upwards is the star level, and the lower star level is the lowest standard for priests. Most priests are at this level. Only a few outstanding people can reach the monthly level. They must master a high-level magic. The difference is also the lower level of the month."

After a slight pause, it added: "In the priest assessment, priests who have obtained a month-level or higher evaluation can hire more than four retinue knights, and can also receive special allowances from the Holy See."

Hearing the subsidy, Ye Shaoqing's eyes lit up, and he asked with great interest: "What about the daily level? What's the standard?"

Ye Zheng said with a half-smile: "Master more than five high-level divine arts, and the mental power must be huge to an extremely high level, and the strength of the sea of ​​consciousness must be indestructible. Japanese-level priests are the targets of bishops and even archbishops of all major dioceses. , the future is limitless, and rewards such as allowances are nothing."

Ye Shaoqing frowned and said, "It seems that I only have one engraving technique that can be called a high-level divine technique now, but this thing can only be performed with a strange beast that I can engrave. I can't take this to participate in the assessment, and The latter two conditions are too imprecise.”

Ye Zheng smiled and said, "Don't be stupid, with your current mental strength, you can't reach the Japanese standard, but if you count the holy light in your body, it will be different."

Holy Light is really a hack...

Ye Shaoqing couldn't help thinking, and looked at the white fox with bright eyes: "So what if there is a holy light?"

Ye Zheng couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "I told you a long time ago that holy light is equivalent to high-quality and high-purity spiritual power. The four levels of sun, moon and stars are just the criteria for selecting priests. Isn't using holy light a bully? If you let others know that you have holy light in your body, it may cause trouble, so it is better not to use it lightly. There is a source of power in your sea of ​​consciousness, and the strength of your sea of ​​consciousness is unmatched by others. However, the five high-level gods technique..."

Ye Shaoqing moved closer to Baihu, and said eagerly: "You will definitely do it, right?"

When the four eyes met, Ye Zheng almost thought that it was not him who was wagging his tail, but the little bastard in front of him, he chuckled and said, "There is no high-level magical technique that I don't know, and of course five sects are nothing. "

These words are extremely arrogant, especially from the mouth of a fox, if others hear it, they will laugh their teeth out.

However, those words full of arrogance and determination were spoken by Ye Zheng in a casual and indifferent tone, with a calm domineering attitude that didn't take everything seriously, as if it was a matter of course and nothing more than normal for it.

Ye Shaoqing didn't find it ridiculous at all, his eyes lit up, and he looked at Ye Zheng expectantly.

"But..." A turning point made his heart drenched with cold water.

Ye Zheng dragged his tone, and said slowly: "Engraving is the only high-level divine art that does not require long-term repeated practice, so it is easy to learn. If you want to learn five high-level divine arts in such a short period of time, It’s better to go to sleep, maybe it will come true in my dream.”

Ye Shaoqing: "..." Little bastard!kidding me!

After finally playing tricks on this scoundrel, Ye Zheng looked at the other's expression that was as black as a pan in an instant, and made a puff, as if he had stolen a fishy cat, and laughed so happily that the hairs all over his body were trembling.

"What are you laughing at! You cunning fox!" With a dark face, Ye Shaoqing rushed forward angrily, grabbed the fox's fluffy white fur, hugged it in his arms, and rubbed it wildly until Ye Zheng's whole body went limp, laughing. Out of breath.

"Don't make trouble..."

Xiao Chiliao, who got out of nowhere, poked out half of his head from behind the imperial concubine chair, glanced shyly, and silently sank with an expression of "not disturbing your mating".