Cult of the Sacred Runes

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Lin Ziyan has never seen Yi master give such a high evaluation to anyone. After a slight sigh of sorrow, her face burst into a pleasant smile and immediately walked to the side of Yi.

"Easy Master, how is Ye Weita doing?" Lin Ziyan’s pretty face was filled with joy, and the eyes looked forward and curiously asked.

"His answer is perfect! It seems that I have read Ye Wei, I am only 13 years old, and I am so proficient in the knowledge of the gods!" Master Yi can't help but feel that when he was thirteen years old, he was right. The understanding of the gods knowledge is just getting started!

This volume is a test paper for Master Yi. In general, young people in their 20s and 30s can be very good at answering 60%. Answering 70% is already a genius in genius.

Last year, a total of 38 people participated in the assessment in the entire Qingyue City. There were only four people who answered 60% of the questions, and none of them answered more than 70%.

The four people who answered 60% of the questions did not pass the assessment of soul perception and the conformity of the gods, and they did not become the noble master of the gods.

Ye Weifei is all right, and the speed of answering questions is so fast!

"Ye Wei, then we have to test your sacred fit, the perception of your soul, and the understanding of the knowledge of the gods, as long as the conformity of the gods is not too bad, in the future it will become a master of the gods! Master Yi smiled slightly, and he was so calm that he couldn’t wait to test Ye Wei’s grace.

After all, I want to be an outstanding master of the gods, the soul perception, the gods knowledge, the gods fit, the three are indispensable!

"Well!" Ye Wei nodded and worried about Ye Family's affairs. He also wanted to test the results earlier. Seeing the expression of Yi’s appreciation, Ye Wei’s heart seemed to have a stone falling to the ground.

"Ye Wei, you can!" Lin Ziqi pinched his fist and encouraged Ye Wei.

Excellent inspirational perception, amazing knowledge of the gods, as long as the conformity of Ye Wei is not too bad, it will become a master of the gods!

"Yep!"

Ye Wei smiled and nodded, his eyes sparkling with a firm and confident luster.

"I know that your knowledge of the sea is the worst red level, but this little thing, you don't have to worry about it. For the master of the gods, it is not a problem to know the talent of the sea!" Master Yi looked at Ye Wei. In the eyelids, the gods flashed, and the black pupils seemed to have a sacred pattern of annihilation and birth, and a magnificent momentum radiated out, covering the entire room.

Ye Wei and Lin Ziyan seem to stand in the ocean of a god-like sea, like a boat in the same leaf.

The amazing power is much stronger than the former Du Jiazhu, who was the seventh star of the Condensian Yuan!

This is the true strength of Master Yi, it is terrible!

At this moment, I saw only at the top of the room, and the golden lotus was constantly blooming and disillusioned. Mysterious and incomparably, there was a magnificent building standing on the golden lotus. The Hong Bell roared and was sacred.

Could it be the legendary holy house? It is said that some talented masters of the gods have the power to communicate with the Holy Court!

"This is the "Red Flame Jinlian Shentong" passed down by the Holy Court. It is a supernatural power that tests the conformity of the gods. This magical power has no order, just a simple test of the conformity of the gods!"

"In the examination of the master of the gods, driven by the power of mind, in this world of the gods, three red flames are qualified, and the four red flames are the best. The five red flames are very rare! "Easy Master looked at Ye Wei, his fingers were slightly moved, and his mind was used as a pen. His energy was ink, and he delineated the gods in the void.

In an instant, Yi master painted eighty-one **** lines, and the eighty-one lines of pale golden luster were quietly suspended in the void, and the vitality flowed between the lines of the gods. Four beautiful golden lotuses, full of flames and flaming brilliance, a stock of vitality is coming!

Master Yi Shi exhibited the red flame Jinlian magical power, and condensed four red flames of golden lotus. His god's pattern fit is superior, and the gods fit does not increase with the improvement of strength. Anyone's gods fit. It is fixed. Master Yi’s talent is already very good!

"Ye Wei, now you are going to display the red flame Jinlian magical power!" Master Yi's palm pressed on the shoulders of Ye Wei, and suddenly Ye Wei felt a vast amount of vitality flocked to himself.

Borrowing money to others, this is a unique means of the **** pattern master!

Ye Wei is not even a seven-star apprentice, so he can't display his magical powers. He can only use the strength of Yi Master!

"Okay!" Ye Wei nodded again. This time, Ye Wei nodded very heavily. The eyebrows had a very serious and dignified look. They looked straight at the eighty-one lines floating in the air. .

Call - **** - call - suck!

Ye Wei's chest is slightly ups and downs, breathing is a little short, it seems a little nervous, he can't be nervous, whether it is the soul perception or the examination of the gods knowledge, Ye Wei's performance is very good, even amazing. The conformity of the gods is the last step. As long as you don’t perform too badly, Master Yi should accept himself as a disciple.

If you can become a disciple of Master Yi, Master Yi should be able to help Ye Family, then Ye Family will not need to fear Du Jia, and the crisis of Ye Family will naturally be safe!

Ye Wei has always been the worst of Ye's younger generation. He wants to prove himself. He wants to tell his grandfather, telling the uncle who seems to be strict, but he is very concerned about himself. He tells his parents that he can also be Ye Jia. Hold up a sky!

This craving has penetrated into the bone marrow and deepened into the soul. Now, finally, there is an opportunity. As long as he can become a disciple of Master Yi, he is worse than no one!

Hey!

Ye Wei stared very seriously at the eighty-one lines that were suspended in the air, with a faint golden light, and concentrated on it until he was sure that he could imitate it. Ye Weifang began to work. With the help of Master Yi, Ye Wei was careful. The ground depicts a line of gods.

Ye Wei wrote very slowly, wrote very seriously, and his mind was surging. After a long time, he wrote the eighty-one lines!

In Ye Wei, he wrote eighty-one **** lines and displayed the moment of the red flame Jinlian magical power. Ye Wei, Lin Zizhen and Yi masters could not help but hold their breath.

How many?

How many of the red flames of Jinhua Shentong will be bloomed by Ye Wei? What is the degree of conformity of Ye Wei's gods? There have been amazing performances before, and Master Yi and Lin Ziyan’s expectations for Ye Wei are very high.

噗通,噗通,噗通!

Ye Wei’s heart was jumping wildly, staring at the eighty-one lines of the gods, because too nervous, Ye Wei could even hear the sound of his blood flowing.

Ye Wei feels that time seems to be solidified, and his hands are clenched, staring at the lines of his own lines.

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