Wang Huaibin thought that the application of people's spirit and dragon spirit had disappeared in the long river of history over the long years, accompanied by countless memories.

Unexpectedly, in the well-preserved library in Nightingale City, he actually discovered that the way the city lord controls the dark clouds above his head is actually a kind of application of people's enthusiasm.

It’s worth using your fate [Conversion] to transform all your strength into research.

This answer is worth the conversion this time.

"No wonder only the city lord can summon the sunshine. Because the city lord gathers the people's spirit and induced the world, it can do this. And it will take several days to change the city lord to obtain this ability. This is the time required for the direction of the people's spirit to shift."

After exploring the truth, Wang Huai felt that the person who created this system was also a talented person.

In addition, Wang Huai also found some letters, which should be letters from people who created these systems and his friends, further demonstrating what happened back then.

The letter is written in the Dazhou text, which is very different from the popular texts nowadays. People in this world will be a bit difficult to understand, but Wang Huai can easily

Moreover, the material of the letter is a bit special, as if it is mixed with the animal skin of the crystal, which has produced an incredible and wonderful use, so that these letters have not been destroyed at all.

“Brother Wen Qi Huijian:

It has been more than half a month since you set out to the ruins of Tianshou Sect. Although you can get your letters from time to time, the sound of the letters is intermittent. I think the local area has been affected and the magic power can no longer be operated well.

Last night, the meteors were like rain, like a waterfall, illuminating half of the sky as bright as heavy snow. Although the scenery is beautiful, we all know that this is another group of gods who filled the sky net and can't come back.

Mr. Zhang San from the opposite door of your house is crazy. He is a temple blessing, and he is also one of the few temple blessings that can still be used to use magic techniques to activate the gifts. However, he suddenly went crazy last night and picked up the knife (it is too much for Mohu here, but some bad words can be vaguely seen).

I was lucky, so I took the corpse for him first and packed up a lot of them in scattered ways. He was a great temple blessing during his lifetime, and received many gifts, and produced many crystals after his death. I took the crystals and sent them to the government, but the government did not leave them with stinginess at all. But they didn't know that I had hidden some privately, Brother Wen Qi, don't laugh at me as a villain.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Some residents cannot get the crystals, and they have frozen a lot. Those who survived stayed at the gates of other temples every day, hoping that they would die sooner so that the crystals would be distributed to everyone to keep the cold.

It's funny to say that the insects are resisting the temple. Not only do others not thank the temples, but they hope that they will die sooner. It's really strange.

But I don’t know how to talk about others. After all, when I passed by Old Man Li’s house, I also glanced at it a few times, hoping that I could also get over when he died.

Okay, I don’t have enough skin, and both sides are almost full, so let’s stop here. It’s cold, my hands are stiff, and my words are not good-looking. Brother Wen Qi, please forgive me.

Flowers bloom on the road, does Brother Wen Qi understand what I mean?

Wish you good health.

Hui Xin wrote it himself.”

After reading this letter, Wang Huai could see from Tianshou Sect that this letter was when the way of heaven was broken and the gods fell.

The origin of crystal stones is also mentioned here. If Wang Huai is not wrong, those crystal stones are transformed by the divine power of gods, no wonder they can have all kinds of wonderful uses.

"Junior brother, what are you laughing at?"

Zhong Yue turned her head and her beautiful eyelashes swept over Wang Huai's chin, making him feel a little itchy.

Touching Zhong Yue's long hair, Wang Huai said: "It's nothing. I saw some interesting content. Give me the rest of the letter."

Zhong Yue took the letter and poured hot tea for Wang Huai. Then he picked up the first letter curiously, and after reading it for a while, he started yawning.

Lying on Wang Huai's lap, she whispered: "It's cold and sleepy. I'll sleep for a while. If you have anything to do, call me."

"It should be nothing."

"If you have a kind of thing, please let go of my tail and say it again."

"I was wrong."

Zhong Yue's body was warm, and she hugged her arms like a large stove, which made Wang Huai feel warm.

After taking a sip of hot tea, Wang Huai felt a little light in his mouth. He wanted to drink some wine but didn't want to be nagged by the three senior sisters.

It doesn’t matter what you do when your physical strength is there, but now you have been transformed by yourself, so you can only feel wronged.

Picking up the second letter, Wang Huai continued to read.

“Brother Wen Qi Huijian:

It has been half a month since I last wrote to me, but Brother Wen Qi still didn't reply to me. I think he must be too busy.

Of course, Brother Wen Qi's romantic and handsomeness might have been attracted by some little fairy and forgot about my childhood sweetheart.

If there is really this person, please come back and tell me, and I will send you a hatchet in person. I hope you will have a happy marriage for a hundred years and have a son soon.

However, it is impossible for Brother Wen Qi to be so tidy, so I just think it's my drunken words.

Yes, I've been drinking because I'm an adult!

The city lord lowered his age to adulthood a little. Now he can become an adult at the age of fourteen. Then he went to the temple for examination to see if the soul is strong and whether it is possible to become a temple blessing.

It should be that the war with the insects is not good, so I can only drink poison to quench my thirst and dig meat from my child to suck blood.

But there is no way, if I were the city lord, I would do so.

This year's coming-of-age ceremony was even more sloppy than you did last year. He only gave away half a cup of fruit wine, and it was the rest last year. Because it was not well preserved, it almost turned into jealous!

However, it is also good to be vinegar. I have been eating dirt recently, and the sourness of vinegar is also good.

Speaking of eating soil, I have to talk about the temple blessings of the new Earth Mother Queen Mother.

In the temple of the Earth Mother, Zhu died in a sea of ​​insects. The body was dragged away. In the end, only half of his head was left, and a crystal stone could not be deducted.

The new temple Zhu is obviously a novice. He doesn’t know how to choose soil. He can make mistakes when using magical techniques to make soil eat, which leads to soil becoming a disgusting bunch of things that are disgusting to the lake.

But there is no way to eat it, there is nothing else to eat.

The taste... is hard to describe.

At the coming-of-age ceremony, I saw the city lord again, who is worthy of being your father, who looks like you. He doesn't understand the charm of his words, and said, "Everyone may not live for half a year in the end, but live to death is our true nature, so don't be afraid of living happily and then dying happily."

The little fat man beside me cried after hearing this, and then cried and wanted to find his mother. I didn't dare to tell him that his mother had died long ago, and the body was gnawed with holes. He thought that his mother was still fighting against the insects outside, which was really stupid.

So do me.

Okay, don’t say anything discouraged. After becoming an adult, I also have to go to the temple to see if I have the qualifications and whether I can be selected by the remaining gods.

Speaking of which, it has been very cold these years, so it is already late summer without realizing it. Summer is coming to an end.

Wish you good health.

By the way, if you can't see your reply within half a month, I won't write it anymore. Just live your life with your little fairy, and you're a puppy.

Hui Xinliu.”

After reading this letter, Wang Huai closed his eyes and involuntarily fantasized that he had traveled through time and space and came to that era.

The way of heaven is broken, the gods are falling, and the monk's magic power is no longer there, but he has to face the invasion of insects.

What a desperate and dark era.

It is precisely because of the darkness that the letter from this fourteen-year-old girl looks so bright.

He seemed to be able to see a girl racking her brains to write letters to a distant beast. The threat of death was everywhere, but she still wanted to make her life look sunny.

When Wang Huai picked up the third letter, hesitated a little.

He had already vaguely felt some bad truths, but he had to force himself to read the stories of his predecessors and avoid future tragedies.

“Brother Wen Qi Huijian:

Wang!

Although I have never received your reply, I don’t think you don’t want to write to me, but you’re dead.

Thinking of this, I immediately realized my thoughts.

Why am I angry with the dead?

It is necessary to write.

Let me talk about one thing first, I will become a temple blessing.

The god I serve is the Star Lord of History, an old man with a long beard that can be used as a mop.

Because the blessings of the Star Lord of Qingshi have little combat power, he has not many believers and only one temple blessing. I think he is really pitiful, so I decided to serve him.

Another temple Zhu was a very beautiful and gentle elder sister. After meeting, she secretly stuffed me a piece of brown sugar. I was reluctant to eat it. We were half of each of us when we came back.

I lied to you, I licked it, it tasted so delicious!

Don't dislike my saliva after you come back!

Because the Star Lord of Qingshi has no combat power and is not strong in divine power, there is no risk of filling the Skynet for the time being, and I can be safer by his side.

It became a temple blessing. You can drink half a bowl of millet porridge every day, and sometimes you can see a few rotten leaves.

Millet porridge is delicious!

When I was drinking, Sister Miao Zhu looked at me with a smile on the side. Seeing that I was drinking all over my face, she didn't blame me. She was such a great person.

After becoming the temple blessing of Qingshi Xingjun, all I have to do is pray to Qingshi Xingjun. The blessings I receive can enhance my memory and understanding, and then keep memorizing various history.

Our mission is inheritance.

The insects came too fiercely. Although you have been looking for magic weapons and methods that can be used from the sects of cultivators in the past, they seem to have little hope.

But our opponent is a bug, and we are also a bug.

The resilience of human race is no worse than that of insects!

We walked down the tree, we went through the era of being enslaved by gods, and also by monks, but in the end, we all came over.
To be continued...