bayedsolid Chapter 1105, Divine Fire
Chapter 1105, Divine Fire
The night is as dark as ink, and everything is silent.
Wu Heng sat cross-legged, his mind sinking into the depths of his sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, I felt that the originally floating sea of spiritual power in my body was no longer a rootless duckweed, but was quietly taking root in a vast and solid land.
Deep in the spiritual realm, a tender green seedling broke through the soil, full of vitality.
The seedling grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, its roots spreading and its branches stretching, connecting and merging with the meridians throughout his body, as if reconstructing a whole new life framework within his body.
In the blink of an eye, the seedling has grown into a towering tree, and its tremendous energy is surging like a river, nourishing every inch of flesh and blood and every bit of soul.
He could clearly feel that even if his body was severely injured, it could be reborn like an old tree in spring.
At the same time, the system prompts also sounded.
[Unlocked feature: Flesh Shaping.]
Wu Heng slowly opened his eyes, the gleam in his eyes still lingering.
The fourth stage of the "Creation Sutra" is a successful practice.
Now that I have reached the fourth stage of cultivation, I don’t feel so many surprises anymore.
He stood up, brushed off the grass and leaves on his body, and used his new magical powers.
In the open space ahead, the five elements gathered together in response, the soil surged and took shape, gradually condensing into the body of a human female.
When it was completely solidified into a complete female body, the earthy color faded, turning into delicate skin, and the hair gradually turned brown, not much different from a normal person.
The female image is that of 'Benny'.
The maid looked like this when I saw her in Blackrock Town.
Wu Heng walked over and gently stroked it with his hand.
The hair is smooth, the skin is soft and elastic, and except for the lack of soul and empty and cloudy eyes, there is no difference between them and real people.
"I don't know if I can let a ghost possess me..." Wu Heng said in a low voice.
If this kind of body can allow ghosts to possess it, then it is no different from resurrection.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but start to worry about Xiaoxiao, Benny and the others again.
But don't try to be too stubborn!
And Xiaoxiao, I hope she can stay with Glenda and the others and not run around everywhere...
He took a deep breath, suppressed his chaotic thoughts, and his gaze fell back on the body standing there.
The effects of the Creation Sutra have gradually become apparent. It is not only a strengthening of oneself, but in terms of supernatural powers, it is more like a direction for creating life.
If the priesthood is really determined by the direction of cultivation, then after successfully practicing the Creation Sutra, one will definitely become a high-level priesthood.
At least it is more powerful than fire or ordinary professionals after they become gods.
"There is only one last stage left." Wu Heng said softly.
Then, he tried to disperse the image of 'Benny' in front of him.
But it was discovered that once created, it could no longer be returned to dust by dispersing the magic.
Wu Heng frowned slightly. This... is not easy to handle.
We can't just burn it, after all, it's Benny's appearance, I can't bear it!
After thinking about it, he decided to activate the mansion technique and let the skeleton move the body in. He would then bring Benny back and let her try to possess the body.
If you can't possess the body, then find another way to deal with it.
Or try to transform into a skeleton...
Thinking of this, I was stunned again.
If this can be successful, the Creation Sutra and the Bone Control Technique will complete a perfect closed loop.
After the body moves in, turn off [Mansion Technique].
Wu Heng released the teleportation spell, returned to his residence, turned on the light and sat at the table, took out the "Creation Sutra" and continued to study the last chapter.
The fifth level: [Repairing the Heavenly Gate].
Apart from the practice method, there are only four words left:
The body is one with heaven and earth.
Wu Heng watched carefully and recorded all the methods.
Wait until tomorrow to practice the last level.
……
South Korean base, Lingqi Church.
Under the towering dome, colorful windows filter the dim sunlight.
Zhao Yan stood on the high platform, a deep robe with silver patterns draped solemnly, the scepter in her hand was calm and majestic.
Looking straight ahead, several cameras are running silently, red dots flashing, broadcasting the current scene in real time.
Beneath the stage stood believers from all over the world.
They have different skin colors and hair colors, but their eyes are burning with the same fiery light.
These are the first group of believers who were selected to take up their professional duties again.
Zhao Yanqiu stood on the stage, still delivering the church speech in a high-spirited voice.
Finally, raise the scepter high, "God is with you."
The crowd also cheered.
"Okay! Come up one by one and accept the job transfer..." Zhao Yanqiu continued.
After a brief confusion among the believers, the first young man quickly stepped forward, took the scroll with trembling hands, his eyes red.
He followed the instructions and unfolded it with gritted teeth.
A gentle yet powerful energy enveloped him.
Zhao Yanqiu smiled and said, "Okay, someone will teach you how to practice later. Next."
The young man went down excitedly and waited aside.
The believers came forward one by one.
Some had tears streaming down their faces but were smiling brightly, some clenched their fists and tried to remain calm, and an old man even leaned over and kissed the scroll before using it.
Every time a ray of light comes on, one person will be different from now on.
……
At the same time, the live broadcast screen had already been completely submerged by the tsunami-like barrage of comments.
"Ahhh why am I not included! I pray every day without missing a beat!"
"I know the guy in blue! He's from the district next to mine! And he actually got elected!"
"Teacher, look at me! I can do everything! I can clean, cook, and kill zombies!"
"When is the next one? Any inside information?"
The barrage of comments was so thick that it almost covered the entire screen.
And every comment is filled with words of envy and desire.
……
Volcano Camp, Mexico.
In the living room, Lilith was reclining on the soft sofa, Philippa was sitting cross-legged beside her, and Robert, Sheila, Shannara and others were also sitting in different seats, browsing the forum, which was flooded with live broadcast posts and discussions.
In the past few days, the news that Lingqi Sect was publicly selecting believers for job transfer for the first time has almost swept the entire Internet.
Although they are not unfamiliar with professionals, they are also curious about this world and the way they choose professionals.
What's more, the archbishop of this world is still a little mother, so it's even more important to see what he looks like.
"These new believers...are not acting seriously at all." Robert frowned slightly, looking at the comments of some believers on the screen.
"It is indeed different from the style of the Vatican." Xilagui nodded in agreement.
The impression we have of Vatican believers is that they are always restrained, pious, and even have a bit of paranoid fanaticism.
The followers of Lingqi Sect always have an indescribable sense of eccentricity in their words and deeds.
The comments and posts in the barrage were filled with "Hahaha", "I'm crying with envy", and "Dancing for my brothers at three o'clock in the evening".
Shannella looked at their slightly confused expressions and couldn't help but chuckle. "Don't you think this style is actually very similar to how Wu Heng and Xiao Xiao usually are?"
Everyone was stunned at first, then nodded in agreement.
A few people continued to watch for a while, and when they saw that the time was almost up, they went their separate ways to practice.
……
In another world, the association's headquarters.
The flags that once represented different factions have all been removed, and the holy flags of the Holy See are hung high on the walls, silently indicating the change of power.
Claudio sat alone at the head of the long table, his heavy religious robe making him look gloomy.
His fingertips slid across the documents in his hand, his movements were mechanical and his eyes were indifferent.
Since the association completely submitted to the Holy See, all heroes and high-level professionals have sworn allegiance before the statue, and all the past events have become a foregone conclusion.
However, when his eyes fell on the next urgent war report, his calm expression suddenly revealed horror.
His pupils shrank sharply and his knuckles clenched the edge of the paper, almost crumpling it.
The report clearly stated in black and white that the cathedral and five important cities under the jurisdiction of the Holy See had been reduced to ruins overnight.
The city walls collapsed, all living things were killed, and no one survived.
The message was sent half a month ago, which was about the time when the gods appeared.
"This...how is it possible?!" A gasp escaped uncontrollably from his throat.
Wu Heng!
Hadrayi died, and Bruno also died. Both were killed by the gods with a casual flick of their fingers.
But not only did he not die, he even had the ability to fight back?
Even in front of the gods, they destroyed the temple and several core cities in one fell swoop.
this…….
Wu Heng didn't die, but lost a Treasure Island, but the Holy See lost the cathedral and these cities.
It sounds like the Holy See is at a disadvantage!
An inexplicable emotion suddenly crept up Claudio's back.
Maybe he can really change something.
He stared at every word in the report, as if trying to deduce the future direction from it.
After a long time, he raised his head stiffly and looked out the window. In the distance, the newly erected statue of the Holy See reflected a cold and huge halo in the setting sun.
Can the man who breaks common sense time and time again create miracles again?
……
In another world, there is a human city-state on the border.
The wooden gate of the courtyard was suddenly smashed with a loud bang, and wood chips flew everywhere!
Several knights dressed in Vatican armor rushed into the courtyard, their swords drawn, gleaming coldly.
Behind them, a dwarf in a holy robe walked in slowly. He was short in stature, but his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He quickly swept across the empty courtyard and finally stopped at the door in front of him.
"Kill them!" the dwarf said coldly.
Click~!
Before the knight could step forward, the doors and windows of the house exploded!
Two huge black shadows pounced out like lightning. They were two high-level skeletons with insect wings on their backs and hideous appearances, wearing black cloaks.
They were moving at an alarming speed, and the knights in the front were knocked to pieces like bowling pins, their armor dented, and their screams stopped abruptly.
"Hmph!" The dwarf snorted coldly, and before he could make a move, two dazzling golden chains appeared out of thin air and wrapped around the oncoming skeleton like snakes, stopping it in mid-air!
The next moment, the dwarf's figure suddenly became blurred and disappeared out of thin air like a ghost.
When he reappeared, he was already behind a skeleton, with the short blade in his hand flashing with a poisonous light, and chopped straight at the cervical vertebrae!
Bang~!
A gunshot rang out, and the bullet grazed the dwarf's afterimage and shot into the ground.
The dwarf teleported away again, and two more skeleton guards rushed out of the house, their sword lights intertwined into a net, forcing him to dodge repeatedly.
The dwarf was obviously a thief. His movements were unpredictable and his short blade was sharp and fierce. Every time he flashed, there was a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
However, the skeletons felt no pain, were not afraid of death, and were all level 20 skeletons. Their attacks were continuous like a tide, and coupled with the cold guns fired from time to time in the house, the dwarf gradually felt overwhelmed.
Finally, a skeleton seized the moment when he dodged the bullet and punched him like a cannonball, smashing his head!