Menethil's Power

Chapter 165 Seeking the Way and Asking the Gods

Isaacs suddenly felt a little puzzled, "According to Yuan's ability, shouldn't the heroic spirit of the gods he summoned be a white tiger representing speed and strength? Why is it a green dragon that symbolizes wisdom?" He raised his own doubts.

Ji Gang wanted to answer, but Aisha Yunge beside her spoke. She still watched the battle on the stage without blinking, "Yuan's ancestors have been the guardians of Qinglong for generations. The demon made great contributions in the battle of protecting the Qinglong, so Qinglong put a strand of his own soul on the horizontal knife of the Yuan family that has been passed down from generation to generation."

Isaacs understood, so it was.

"The source of each generation is the best chivalrous warriors. They travel all over the world, act chivalrously, and bring peace to the pandaren everywhere. There are countless of them, but under the infestation of these evil spirits, the dragon blade has greatly changed the soul of the blue dragon, and even escaped the control of its own body, the blue dragon." Ji added

"So, that knife has fallen?" Isaacs asked along the meaning.

"It's not that serious." Ji shook his head, "The demon can't invade this horizontal knife, but it has become a fierce soldier because of too much killing. Once the killing desire is pulled out, it will continue to attack the user If the sword takes too long or kills too much, the sword will bite its master and become the master of the swordsman, manipulating him to kill endlessly until he is exhausted."

"Yuan's ancestors almost slaughtered a small mountain village when they got out of control for the first time. Feeling guilty, he decided to leave Pandaria, boarded the Wandering Isle with Liu Lang, and continued the family. The Dragon Blade also passed on As the family's reliance and guilt. Every generation of Yuan will be taught that the Dragon Blade cannot be drawn until the critical moment. Therefore, although Senior Brother Yuan has drawn the sword, if he cannot win within a stick of incense, he will I'll lose." Yun Ge murmured.

The source in the arena has already started to attack again, and the dragon blade has a sharp green sword aura, each knife will affect a range of nearly ten meters, coupled with the continuous advance and displacement, making it more emerald green than the stage.Isaacs looked at it with ease, and he suddenly thought about the power that Yuan would exert on a crowded battlefield. It was like a meat grinder.

Chen Zaiyuan had no choice but to retreat again and again under the constant slashing, using the Jiuxian Staff and the unbelievably strong wine barrel to parry, but its true qi shield was still rapidly depleting, and it was about to run out.

Yuan found an opportunity, when Chen took the time to drink to replenish his alcohol.He jumped into the air suddenly, and the two intersecting thick sword qi slashed down with an extremely terrifying aura centered on Chen.

"Shenlong Lie!"

Obviously, this kind of double slash Chen couldn't bear, but he still took the last sip of wine leisurely, his body suddenly became illusory, and then suddenly turned into three energy light clusters of different colors scattered , perfectly dodged Yuan's slash at the critical moment.

The three beams of light fell to the ground and turned into three pandaren with different appearances. One held a double blade and was surrounded by flames: one was holding a huge stone hammer, which was as thick as a big bottom, and the other was wearing a blue shirt. Power surged between his palms.

Fire, earth, storm.

"Elemental clone?" Isaacs asked excitedly.

"This name seems to be very appropriate." Ji scratched his head, "But we don't call it that here, the name of this trick is Qihua Sanqing." He showed a hint of envy, "Senior Brother Chen got three ancient masters in the Zen Staff Forest. The approval of the spirit, so he has mastered this move that only exists in legends."

Master Shang Xi said that Yuan's talent is better, but since Chen is a senior brother, he must have many advantages over Yuan.

Each of the three elemental spirits has almost [-]% of Chen's main body's strength, coupled with tacit cooperation and complementary abilities, so the pressure on Yuan has increased sharply, and it is difficult for him to make further achievements even if he draws his sword.

The situation suddenly became stalemate, and the two sides came and went, fighting endlessly.After about half a stick of incense, the three elemental spirits suddenly jumped away, "Let's go here, junior brother, you and I can't last long in this state, so it's better to count it as a draw." The three voices mixed together, which seemed quite There is momentum.

Yuan was silent for a while, and finally chose to withdraw the knife, the dragon blade was slowly sheathed, the dragon circled and groaned, and returned to calm.

"Then it's a draw." He said calmly.

The audience in the stands, who had never dared to breathe, burst into enthusiastic cheers. This is a rare visual feast. The battle between two master-level warriors is naturally much more exciting than the previous battles of low-level warriors. The ending was also a happy draw, which made everyone happy.

Master Shang Xi on the podium also stroked his long beard and nodded slightly.

Isaacs found it interesting, a draw?How could it be possible, Yuan was forced by Chen to draw the sword first, so he must be the one who couldn't maintain this explosive attitude first.Even if the time of Chen's elemental clone runs out, the source of darts and barrier knives alone is still not an opponent.So in any case, the final winner is very likely to be Chen, a seemingly harmless guy.

But Lao Chen obviously didn't want to embarrass his junior by playing in that situation, so he decisively chose a draw.Isaacs looked at Chen, who was still looking optimistic, and suddenly had a realization that the relationship between Shang Xi's disciples was so harmonious, and this kind-hearted senior brother had a lot to do with it.

The martial arts tournament was over, and the Wandering Isle returned to a peaceful and peaceful life. After saying goodbye to the master and all the brothers, Isaacs took Christaza back to his residence.It was already dark, and Isaacs didn't want to go back to the house for a while, so he lay down on the hillside directly. The lush grass in summer is the most natural mattress. Isaacs squinted his eyes comfortably and looked up at the starry sky.

He is homesick.He thought of his parents, Alsace and Kalia, Patricia, Valeera and his loyal subordinates.The young prince suddenly felt guilty. He felt that the longer he stayed on the Wandering Isle, the more irresponsible he would be to them.

A piece of warm catkins suddenly covered his palm, Isaacs turned his head, and saw Christassa's shimmering eyes, the delicate face of the red dragon had a different beauty under the starlight.

Isaacs smiled slightly, and rushed him over. However, the red dragon's face was as usual and there was no shy reaction. Instead, he still looked at Isaacs with clear eyes, "What do you want to do?"

"Sleep." Isaacs replied, leaning his head on Christasa's fragrant shoulder, and took a deep breath of the body fragrance of the red dragon Rulan.Sleepiness hit him, and he soon let out a slight snoring sound...

The summer wind is blowing gently, and the stars are shining brightly.

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Three days later, the three winners of the martial arts competition and the two disciples of Master Shangxi gathered at Wuchen Houshan, waiting for the opening of the Tenshen Temple.The Tianshen Temple should be the highest holy place on the Wandering Isle like the Zen Rod Forest, but it looks extremely simple and has a very different style from the Wuchen Temple with red walls and yellow tiles.

It looks a bit like a courtyard house in old Beijing, Isaacs thought to himself.

With creaking sounds, the door that had been closed for three years slowly opened.Chen led everyone into this small Buddhist monastery. Ji, who came for the first time, trembled with excitement, and Aisha Yunge's eyes were also full of curiosity and awe.

There is a shrine in the center of the yard. Chen Xian walked up respectfully and burned three sticks of incense, then turned to look at the crowd, "Dongqinglong, Xixuanniu, Nanzhuhe, Beibaihu. Now you can go to the corresponding temple to seek God's guidance. Any questions, Ai?"

Isaacs put down his raised hand, "How long can we stay?" He looked at the three sticks of incense, "Do I have to leave before these incense sticks burn out?"

"The decision of how long you stay here is not up to you, but to the gods." Chen replied: "If the gods no longer communicate with you, then there is no point in staying here for a long time."

Isaacs nodded, "Understood."

"Does anyone else have any questions?" Chen looked at Ji and Yun Ge.The two pandaren shook their heads decisively.

"Then go, may the gods guide you." After Chen finished speaking, he took the lead in walking towards the west.Ji chose the White Tiger in the north, while Yuan went to the Qinglong Temple in the east. Yun Ge hesitated for a moment, and followed Yuan.

At this time, no one went to the Red Crane Temple in the south. Isaacs thought about it for a while, and felt that he seemed to have to visit all four gods, so it would start with the red crane.The four gods also correspond to the four elements, and the flame represented by the scarlet crane is different from Ragnaros, who is extremely violent. The flame of the scarlet crane is similar to the red dragon, which brings life and salvation.

Chi-Ji also seems to have some power of the Holy Light. The Wandering Isle and Pandaria have many priests with abilities similar to priests, and they obviously believe in the red crane.Holy light plus flames, this seems to be somewhat similar to Isaacs' current ability, but the young prince is not going to ask Red Crane Chi-Ji about this. He feels that with the silver hand and the independent authority of holy light, I and Zhu He should be of the same class.

What he wants to ask is a question about healing. You must know that a paladin is required to learn all the holy seals to be promoted to the epic level, and the holy seal of mercy is a huge problem for Isaacs. All his healing spells can only Used for self-healing.

Isaacs walked slowly into the Red Crane Temple. The courtyard was very simply furnished, and in the center was a statue of Red Crane with several futons in front of the statue.Isaacs suddenly felt a faint sense of distortion. He looked around, but he didn't feel any special energy fluctuations.

"Hello, young traveler." A gentle voice suddenly came from behind, and Isaacs turned around suddenly, and found that the statue of the red crane was "alive". He looked like a huge crane, with the edges of the feathers Glowing with magnificent crimson, a warm and bright breath was released from his body to the outside world.

This was so weird and sudden that Isaacs suddenly understood that when he stepped into this Zen courtyard, he had already entered an illusory space similar to the Emerald Dream, which was obviously the mighty power of the gods.

"Do you have any questions to ask me, young man?" Zhu He asked.

"I want to ask for mercy." Isaacs said respectfully. "My holy light spell is too blazing to heal others, which makes me very distressed."

"Pity?" Zhu He's tone was full of doubts, "This is not a beautiful word, it represents a superior posture. As for the inability to heal your companions, this question is very simple, you should ask yourself, how do you think of you? your companions? Do you really treat them as equals and feel what they feel?"

Subconsciously, Isaacs was about to give an affirmative answer, but he was suddenly stunned. Of course he knew that treating people with sincerity would gain their trust, but did he really do it?
No, it doesn't.He looks gentle, submissive, and polite, but in essence, he has the ultimate arrogance in his bones. This arrogance comes from the natural superiority of being a time traveler and the honor of the royal family.When he comes into contact with any outsider, he always subconsciously treats the other party as an NPC in the previous game, which is an attitude that he thinks is absolutely detached.

Lordaeronians like Squall, Reinhardt, and Matt Horner, they all knew and recognized his noble status, so they didn't care about his attitude.But those aliens, no matter Garuvik, Valeera or the dwarves of Gnomeregan, it was difficult for him to gain their closeness and favor in a short period of time, and in the end he could only bind them with himself with benefits.

Isaacs suddenly realized that arrogance had already eroded his heart. This should be the most easily overlooked original sin of all superiors. No wonder even the ancient Pandaren Emperor Shaohao failed to conquer it.

A meaningful light flashed in Zhu He's crimson eyes, "It seems that you understand, young traveler."

Isaacs nodded, "It's true that the word pity shouldn't be used. It naturally carries class overriding. Only the strong will show mercy to the weak." He thought of the pastors of the Church of the Holy Light, although there are still quite a few in the teachings. Part of it is about humility, but they are clearly the highest-ranking beings among Transcendents.

However, Zhu He shook his head, "No, I didn't say that the word pity cannot be used. The difference in ability is the actual situation, but it only means the difference in responsibility, not the level of personality. The capable have pity on the incompetent And to help, this is a situation that should be encouraged, but this should not mean charity. You know, an emperor who is good at governing is equivalent to a hard-working farmer in personality."

"The so-called don't eat the food that comes at you." Isaacs thought thoughtfully, "Then how should I feel?" He asked.

"Hope." Zhu He replied, he flapped his wings, and the golden-red light began to surround Isaacs, "When facing darkness, you have to examine your heart to find hope, and give this hope to others , and finally make everyone unite to form an indestructible hope to illuminate the darkness." He said, the figure became more and more illusory until it disappeared completely.

This is the end of Zhu He's teaching.

Isaacs pondered for a while, stretched out his palm, and a piece of light gathered on it, but these holy powers were no longer crystal-like transparent, but very warm, bright, and full of vitality.

"Hope," he repeated.The golden red that had been surrounding him suddenly flowed at high speed, Zhu He cut off the connection but seemed to forget to take back the energy.The golden-red rays of light continued to gather, and finally condensed into a golden-red feather, which floated leisurely in front of Isaacs.

(End of this chapter)