Regarding Yuan Zhan's future development, Yan Mo didn't rashly give a reminder, and he didn't dare to show his face casually at this time, for fear of being discovered by the other party. Fortunately, Yuan Zhan's mental body was only damaged, and his wisdom did not disappear. Even if he didn't make a sound, the opponent still had his own judgment.
Zhan thought for a while, and suddenly asked, "Where are those land-controlling fighters from before?"
The half-orc understood, and smiled, "They haven't passed the checkpoint, so naturally they can't be my disciples."
"Then where are they now?"
"They all left."
"They didn't see you?"
"No." The half-orc raised his eyebrows, a little bit dumbfounded, "I don't know how many people in this world want to be my disciple. If it weren't for me, I would not be able to support it now. No matter how strong your blood is, if you want to be my disciple, you have to go through several tests. .Now I take the initiative to ask you, but you have taken up the airs."
Speaking of this, the half-orc lost interest, waved his hand with difficulty and said, "If you don't want to, forget it, let's go."
Zhan Wenyan, holding the charred corpse, turned around and left.
Orc, "…"
"Hey! Stop!" The half-orc said with his chest heaving in anger, "Tell me, why don't you want to?"
Zhan looked at the moonlight outside, and said straightforwardly: "Because I don't like the word priest of Tucheng Temple."
The half-orc laughed suddenly, his body began to twitch.
The war eyes fell on him again, seeing him twitching like that, he didn't say to approach him to comfort him.
The half-orc managed to stop his convulsions, raised his head and laughed heavily, "I don't like the Tucheng temple priests and the Tucheng royal family either, I wish I could kill them all! Do you know why I became like this?"
Without waiting for Zhan to ask, the half-orc himself said: "Because after me, none of the land-controlling fighters can enter the tenth level, they want to know the secret of my breakthrough, and they can't even wait for me to take the initiative to pass it on. The way to enter the tenth level, but few people they got succeeded, and even if they succeeded, they would not live for long, they began to suspect that my blood had a secret, suspected that I had not told them the truth, unexpectedly, unexpectedly...!"
The two black holes of the half-orcs seemed to burst out with strong hatred, "They even joined forces to murder me, imprison me, suck my blood, eat my flesh, steal my energy, and torture me! I want to accept My disciple also wants to avenge me, but a person who is too weak can't be hostile to Tucheng, and his blood is not strong enough to break through the tenth level. I have waited for so many years to find you, and you look like you have a grudge against Tucheng. I thought it was the God of the Earth's pity for me, so that I would not die in the end, but your soul body is damaged, and you can't even make a normal judgment... Hehe, hahaha!"
The half-orc's body trembled in pain.
"You were imprisoned in Tucheng, why did you appear in Yincheng?" Zhan simply asked curiously.
"...I escaped, and Yincheng owes me a favor." The half-orc gradually calmed down, "You don't want to be my disciple, but if you face Tucheng in the future, with your current eighth-level ability, you can only I was arrested as a war slave. By the way, I haven’t asked you yet. Looking at the tattoos on your face and your attire, you are a tribal person, right?”
"Yeah." Zhan was not surprised that the opponent could "see" him.
"Then how can you rise to the eighth level? Where does your inheritance come from?"
Zhan's spirit was in a trance, Yan Mo realized that something was wrong, and quickly stabilized his mental body, but the half-orc's mental power was too strong, and he tried his best to maintain Zhan without completely losing himself.
"Inheritance..." A bunch of flashes appeared in Zhan's mind, and he pressed his forehead with one hand uncomfortably, "Priest."
The orc's two black holes pointed at him, "Say clearly, what priest?"
"Jiuyuan... Priest..."
"You said you were able to advance to the eighth level because a priest named Jiuyuan passed it on to you?"
Zhan was confused, no, his priest was obviously called Mo, and just when he wanted to correct him, his mind went cold, and the coolness that had appeared before reappeared, he closed his mouth, and nodded.
"What's the name of your tribe? Where is it?" the half-orc guided.
A few words floated up in Zhan's mind, and he said naturally: "Dingyue tribe, the lower reaches of the river."
"Which big river?"
Zhan was distressed, "I can't remember."
The half-orc took a breath, helplessly, "I was betrayed by the Tucheng Temple and the royal family back then, and some priests and warriors who were loyal to me were also implicated. Some of them probably escaped like me. I guess that will teach you to inherit Priest Jiuyuan is probably one of those people."
"Oh."
"Did he teach you how to break through from level eight to level nine?"
"Maybe not."
The half-orc was silent for a while, "What do you think now? Do you still want to be my disciple?"
Maybe because he didn't want to hear Zhan's refusal again, the half-orc smiled miserably, "It's not that I insist on accepting you as a disciple. The blood of the earth will easily die in the hands of Tucheng people in the future, come here, and I will tell you the breakthrough method to upgrade from eighth level to ninth level."
The war did not move.
The orc was so angry that he beat the bed. To what extent is this person's soul and body damaged? Why is it less and less affected by the power of his soul? Moreover, the more serious the damage to the soul body, the higher the possibility of being affected by the power of other people's souls. Why is this person different
"Come here! Are you still afraid that I will eat you?" The half-orc was furious.
Zhan touched his eyebrows, and said slowly: "Upgrading requires energy."
The orc frowned, "So?"
"I'm a slave, and I don't have any crystals that can be used to upgrade."
The half-orc, "... You, an eighth-level land control fighter, are someone else's slave?!"
"I can't remember, it was probably sold when I was injured."
The half-orc was speechless. He could feel the existence of the land-controlling warrior, but he couldn't "see" what he was doing, and he couldn't know how he entered the Temple of Sound City. Although he can "see" using the power of the soul, every time he uses the power of the soul on a large scale, it will alarm Lanyin, and using the power of the soul to see others is also something that is extremely rejected by the priests of the temple, and he cannot act like a real soul. The power shaman, who can control the soul power so freely and finely that he can observe someone from a long distance without being noticed by others, can only use it when necessary. After all, he is currently living in the Temple of Sound City, and he doesn't want to offend the other party.
"How can the strongest blood of my God of the Earth be someone else's slave? Come here, and I will help you remove the slave mark."
Zhan still did not move.
The half-orc sighed, "Although your soul and body are damaged, you are very vigilant, that's fine. This is my identity domino for entering and exiting Yincheng, you can take it, I don't need it anymore. With this domino, you As long as your master is not stupid, he will immediately cancel your slave mark. I will also tell Lanyin about you, so that you can move freely in Yincheng as much as possible. If you want to come to me in the future, you don’t have to walk that stone ladder , Lan Yin will tell you where I am."
The orc grabbed a domino from under the hide and threw it.
War catches with one hand. The dominoes are black in color, and patterns of indecipherable meaning are engraved on the front and back.
"I don't have many yuan crystals to give you now, but there should be many places in Yincheng that need the help of soil control fighters. I will tell Lan Yin to let him use high-level yuan crystal coins to pay you. In addition, I think You should also be able to feel that you can absorb energy faster by my side, I will ask Lan Yin to arrange a room for you next to me, and come to me when you feel that you want to break through or have any difficulties. Alright, you go."
Zhan Zhen left, there was no door to this room, he found a random place, pressed his hand on the wall, felt that there was a passage behind, and opened the wall.
There were two people standing outside the wall, a young man in a blue priestly robe, and a tall and slender warrior in a leather armor.
The young priest was handsome, with a bloody birthmark covering his right eye, and his long hair was loosely tied behind him, with a very relaxed expression. He looked up in surprise when he saw the wall open and Zhan stepped out.
Zhan also stopped in his tracks, because the young priest and his warrior happened to block the passage.
The young priest glanced at the slave mark on Zhan's forehead, his expression seemed even more surprised, and then he looked at the scorched corpse in his arms, his expression became strange, and finally he looked at the other side Black dominoes in hand.
"You..." The young priest asked a bunch of questions, but he didn't know where to start.
Zhan said with no expression on his face: "Give way."
Just as the young priest was about to speak, he turned to look into the bedroom. The half-orc seemed to be using his soul power to convey something to him.
After hearing this, the young priest frowned slightly, but he let go after a while, stretched out his hand to Zhan's brow and swayed gently, "It turned out to be Zhimu, the alchemist priest. I have something to ask you, I will come later Looking for you. I remember Zhimu is still a low-level priest, Lan Yuan, you take him to the fourth floor first."
Lan Yuan nodded, signaling Zhan to follow him.
The young priest entered the bedroom, and the opened walls quickly closed.
Lan Yuan seemed to have seen this many times before, and said to the battle with a peaceful expression: "Come with me, the mark on your forehead can only let you enter below the fourth floor. If you walk on other floors, you will be attacked at any time."
Zhan didn't say anything, and silently followed the slender warrior forward.
Lan Yuan also seems to be a very silent person. Except for the first sentence, he didn't utter a word after that, until he sent people to the residence of Anemarrhena on the fourth floor through the sound wave pool.
Zhimu heard the knock on the door and came to open the door. When she opened the door, she saw that her uncontrolled slave had run out of the door in the middle of the night. She was about to curse, but suddenly froze—he saw the soldiers behind Zhan.
"Master Lan, Lan, Lan Yuan!" Zhimu stuttered, and she didn't know what to think of. She jumped up and yelled at Zhan who was holding the scorched corpse: "What did you do? How did you get caught by Master Lan Yuan? No! Did I tell you not to go to other floors? That's not how you seek death!"
Then he said to Lan Yuan with endless guilt and apology: "Master Lan Yuan, this is my new slave. He is not a pure human being, and his mind is a little abnormal. He likes to go out in the middle of the night. I have already told him many times. From now on, I will discipline him severely and not allow him to run around. Did he, did he offend you tonight?"
Lan Yuan opened her mouth: "The high priest will come over later, you first..."
"Gudong!" Before Lan Yuan finished speaking, Zhimu was so frightened that she passed out.
Zhan carried the charred corpse, stepped over Zhimu's body, and entered the door.
Lan Yuan paused for a while, regardless of Zhimu who was unconscious, she also stepped over his body and walked in.
Zhimu's eyelids trembled, she woke up and sat up, stared blankly at the ground for a while, then suddenly raised her hand and slapped herself, the burning pain made him wake up temporarily.
Standing up and closing the door, Zhimu, who believed that she was dreaming just now, just turned around and saw Lan Yuan sitting at the dining table, "..."
"Don't faint in a hurry, tell me how you got here as a slave." Lan Yuan knocked on the table.
Zhan has returned to his small room, and he has closed the door.
Yan Mo didn't catch his breath until then, "I need to wait for a few days, that half-orc's mental power is too strong. Hey, what do you think, do you want to be his disciple?"
"He's weird." Zhan intuitively said.
"You don't believe him?"
Zhan shook his head.
"I don't believe it either. There are so many good things in this world." Yan Mo sneered, and then said: "But I think he is very powerful. If he really wants to teach you something, you can learn from him. After all, we You only know the exercises, but you are still lacking in how to use your bloodline ability. You used to use your abilities extensively, but that person is more meticulous, and you can't do the stone ladder way that is used to test people."
Watch the dominoes in your hand.
Yan Mo, "If this thing is true, having it is much better than being a slave. We can use it to do more things, and we don't have to worry about exposing our strength and being restrained."
Zhan put down the domino, gently stroked the charred corpse, "It wasn't him who called me."
"Ok?"
"The thing that called me was inside him, and I wanted it."