Lin Che once again stepped into the temple.
This time is very different from before.
He had previously seen the temple emitting light, which could awaken special abilities in the mountain people, and he had also learned the incredible skill of "bathing in divine grace".
At that time, people were indeed full of awe for the temple and believed that it was the protection of the gods.
But now, he has reached the eighth level and knows the secret of the Great Wall of Destiny. When he sees the temple again, everything becomes clearer.
"This temple depicts the techniques of Yin-Yang School and the Confucian power of Haoran. There's also something else... which should be Taoist magic."
Lin Che stood in the temple, gazing at the ceiling, which was engraved with a starry sky pattern.
But this pattern is just a disguise.
"The real Yin-Yang magic...is not in this temple."
Lin Che muttered, then vanished into thin air. The group of clan leaders and elders standing at the temple gate stared in amazement.
The Son of God disappeared out of thin air. Where did he go?
At this moment, Lin Che was standing in mid-air, overlooking all the villages. After just two glances, he discovered the clues.
"Chief Wujiu..."
The next second, Lin Che reappeared in the temple and asked:
"Has the temple's power declined a lot recently? It should be, since Da Gan built the house for you."
All the clan leaders agreed.
"The Son of God is wise, indeed. Now we send the young men to the temple, and it has no effect on most of them."
"Son of God, have we offended the gods? What should we do?"
"Son of God, if our village has done anything wrong, you can punish us clan leaders, please let the children go."
As they spoke, the clan leaders began to kneel down one after another.
Lin Che gently extended her hands and held them up in mid-air, preventing them from kneeling.
"We are one family, there's no need to kneel down so easily. The temple's weakening effect isn't because the gods are angry and punishing you, but rather because the entire formation is based on the thirty-nine villages, seizing the power of heaven and earth and infusing it into the warriors' bodies. Many hilltops have been flattened, destroying the formation..."
When Lin Che said this, he noticed that all the clan leaders and elders looked bewildered.
I simply stopped explaining.
"Don't worry, I'm back this time. I will definitely restore the temple's power!"
"Thank you, Son of God!"
"We are willing to go through fire and water for the Son of God!"
Lin Che waved at them and continued to study the various magic and Taoism techniques in the temple.
He quickly summoned the system.
"Unfilial son, didn't I spend 1,000 skill points to buy a [Spell Reshaping] in the mall a few days ago? Is it time to use it?"
Recently, Lin Che has been constantly browsing the system mall.
But most of them were not ready for use, and he had no interest in looking at them any more.
But now it seems that this [Spell Reshaping] should be useful.
[Can reshape temple magic]
"Okay! Is there a mysterious Taoist method in the temple? What is it? Can I learn it?"
【Can’t learn】
"I have plenty of skill points, and you're telling me I can't learn it?"
[Host, please practice the first level by yourself]
“…”
【Looking forward to the host’s performance】
“…”
I won't argue with you, a rebellious son.
Lin Che secretly thought it was a pity. If he could gather all the Taoism, Yin-Yang magic, and Haoran power in the temple, could he create a new temple?
But the system is so useless.
"Let's rebuild the temple magic first!"
Lin Che suddenly appeared in the air again. He looked at the distribution of the thirty-nine villages, and the direction of the Yin-Yang magic appeared in his mind.
"Activate [Spell Reshaping]!"
Boom!!
With Lin Che as the center, a net-like light enveloped the area.
The golden net grew larger and larger, directly covering the thirty-nine villages and connecting all the villages together at once.
Finally, all routes converge at the temple.
Others couldn't see it, but in Lin Che's eyes, this big net was already shining brightly.
"when--"
"when--"
Two loud noises were heard from the temple, and a golden light shone brightly, spreading to the thirty-nine villages.
Outside the temple gate, a dense crowd of people watched as the temple changed its appearance and became more majestic.
They all knelt down immediately.
"God bless you! The Son of God appears!!"
Such sounds came one after another.
Lin Che's position in their hearts rose again.
"From today on, everyone in the village will take turns entering the temple and receiving the temple baptism... All soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, without my military order, do not need to assemble."
Lin Che now no longer needs to explain his thoughts and motives to anyone.
Just give the order.
This time, the Shenji Camp was brought back to Chengzhao Village. With the help of the temple, Lin Che had decided to keep the Shenji Camp here.
The reason is simple, the Shenjiying needs to continue to improve.
In order to find out the truth about how the Great Wall of Luck absorbs cultivation and to search for the skills of various schools of thought, he must join the Eight Gates of the Divine Palace.
According to Wu Zhiyao, if he had tens of thousands of troops around him all day long, he would be unqualified.
At least, we need to know where the lair of Jingu Hachimon is.
"Alright, tomorrow night, all the villages will have a big banquet. Everyone will take the Divine Python Blood Pill together!"
All the villagers from thirty-nine villages held a grand banquet together.
The scene was absolutely grand.
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