I Am A Priest In The Otherworld

With the help of the handprints, Gallo mobilized the power of faith in his body, like weaving patterns, drawing the power of faith into a technique, condensing two **** of light on his hands.

Finally, he prayed in a low voice:

"Goddess bless me! Let me learn this divine art smoothly!"

"When I make money, I will help you repair the church later."

Having said that, he exerted slight force with both hands, crushed the ball of light, and activated the magical technique.

Flowers made of light began to bloom around him.

A palace made of clouds appeared on the ceiling again.

The scene exactly the same as when the girl bishop performed the operation before appeared again!

The only difference is that what floats out of the palace is not the ethereal chant.

It's a weird song sung in a language that doesn't exist in this world with a faster rhythm and more joyful.

"Chicken, you are so beautiful... Hum, Hum, Hum, chicken, you are so beautiful..."

With the sound of the singing, among the blossoming flowers, the phantom of Baron House also slowly emerged.

It is said to be a phantom, but it is clearly visible, not only can he see his facial features clearly, but also every hair is lifelike.

He still maintained a kneeling confession posture, his face no longer had the panic before dying, but the calm nature.

With the singing, the ghost gradually faded and finally disappeared completely.

And those flowers and palaces slowly dissipated, and the strange singing gradually quieted.

In the end, the magic was over and the bedroom was calm again.

Gallo frowned slightly, let out a long sigh, and sighed with regret:

"Oh... the result is still not able to perfectly recreate the 50-gold magic..."

The process was too fast, it seemed unprofessional at all; the track was wrong, it was like playing basketball.

And why did a baron suddenly appear in the end?

Even with the protection of the goddess, there is only this level. No wonder the old bishop always said that I am not talented...

He summarized the flaws and deficiencies in his mind, and then muttered in a low voice:

"It seems that after I go back, I can't be lazy. I must practice more diligently. Let me lose two hours of sleep every day!"

"Only four hours of sleep is enough!"

At the same time, far away in the bishop's bedroom of the Shenguang Cathedral, the stunning girl bishop before suddenly stunned.

She closed the book in hand, got up from the table, walked to the window, and looked up in the direction of the manor.

Although his face was still expressionless, surprised and doubtful eyes flashed in his blue eyes.

"The lingering rhyme of my magic arts disappeared?"

The divine art she had previously performed in the manor already reached the level of Tier 5.

This is already quite an accomplishment, and many clergymen can barely master the fifth-order magic arts in their lifetime.

And when she was fifteen years old, she had mastered the fifth-order divine art, from learning to proficiency, it only took half a year.

This miraculous speed proved her amazing talent in divine arts, and was respectfully called the "Miraculous Saint" by the church.

This allowed her to ascend the bishop at the age of eighteen, becoming the youngest bishop in the history of Shenguang Church.

As for Tier 5 Divine Art, even the remaining afterglow after the end will maintain for a while, and maintain some weak contact with her, the operator.

But this time, the after-rhyme dissipated far beyond her expectations.

"Is it because the magical technique was not completely successful and failed to show the phantom of the dead?"

"Or I encountered a higher-level magical technique, and my magical technique immediately failed?"

"Some... curious..."

The girl whispered to herself, and then suddenly realized that she said more today than in the past week.

So tired...

She simply stopped thinking too much, and sat back at the desk, and continued to look at the book in front of her that recorded divine arts.

The above hoped that she could slightly improve this magical technique.

Even in terms of her talent, this is very troublesome, and it has consumed a lot of her time and energy.

So I really talk and don't want to think about other things.

On Gallo's side, he also didn't think about other things, even when he was paid, he was not as excited as before.

Wendini couldn't help but feel a little strange...

This guy, isn't he really thinking about how to be beautiful?

When the carriage returned to the Miya church and put Gallo down, he suddenly remembered something and asked:

"That Captain Martin, won't you really want to arrest all the servants, torture them, and force them to commit the crime?"

Wendini shook his head and replied:

"Although this person is stupid and incompetent, he should not be that crazy."

"He was just anxious to give the Baron's nephew an account."

"But he has already spent 50 gold to invite Master Bishop. This explanation should be enough."

Gallo thought for a while, felt that this statement made sense, so he didn't go into it any further, so he bid farewell to Wendini and walked into the church.

As always, it was deserted, the old bishop was not there, and I didn't know where he went.

Gallo first looked at the offering box expectantly.

As expected, it was empty inside...

He then lit an oil lamp and went to the basement.

It has been transformed into a library of the church. There are several huge bookshelves on which are neatly stacked a variety of books, most of which are old and yellowish books.

Gallo was quite curious before, his church is so poor, why can there be so many books?

Books are not cheap.

The old bishop said that these were worshipped by the believers, and then slowly accumulated.

Gallo believes, because the old bishop never lied.

But there are new questions:

We are all so down, why don't we sell all the books?

The old bishop did not answer directly, but silently picked up a book of divine arts and handed it to him.

Gallo flipped through it, and instantly realized the reason.

These books are too old, too old, and look terrible.

Can't sell at all!

That's okay, he took it in and looked for a book when he was free.

All kinds of historical biographies should be regarded as stories; the divine arts should be practiced easily.

In this way, the poor life will not be so boring.

Gallo took the oil lamp and looked for it patiently in the bookshelf. It took a while before he found the book on ritual dances.

Although he remembered all the movements of the girl bishop who presided over the ceremony before.

But he thought about it carefully on the way back, and felt that he still couldn't copy it completely, he needed something of his own...

This is called micro-innovation. We must develop our own characteristics and maintain our distinction with Shenguang Sect, so as to be more competitive!

With this thought in mind, Gallo went back to the church, flipped through the book, and wrote down the various movements and gestures inside.

Then he tried to jump.

All in one go and feel good!

I really am an artistic genius, I can learn it soon!

Gallo nodded in satisfaction.

Then I waited for the old bishop to come back and let him appreciate his dancing!