I, the lord of ghost stories

"Even if you who have completed a lot of difficult training after many trials, I am only [-]% sure whether you can pass it smoothly."

Chapter 280 Eighth Amulet

"Let go of your whole body and mind, open your heart, not even a little bit of force, and then merge with my divine power."

"If you do it, you will have the power to suppress evil spirits and subdue monsters."

This is the rule.

In the ceremony for the promotion of a maiden, it is necessary to bathe and change clothes, put on exquisite costumes, go to the main hall, spend a whole night in front of the statue, and dedicate wholeheartedly to the gods.

Of course, through this verse, it is a woman of God who will never marry.

Originally, it would take at least one night, but Yuu Sifeng presided over it by himself and skipped this section directly.

As long as these few apprentice priestesses have completed their studies, it is enough to complete the "Spirit-Man Sympathy".

The so-called sympathy between God and man is to welcome the divine power into it.

Each shrine has similar rituals, which are similar with minor differences.

These little witches in front of them are not outstanding in their spiritual power.

A few years of training and sharpening is for the sake of being able to welcome the divine power more smoothly at this moment and here.

Those who really have strong spiritual power naturally don't have to be like this.

Because one's own spiritual power is insufficient, one must unite with the power of God in order to keep one side peaceful.

In this world, as long as the gods are willing to spend their power, they can create such miracles in batches.

Under normal circumstances, ordinary wild gods are not willing to do this at all.

Even Sifengyuan Yuu's current level of divine power cannot be squandered like this often.

"You have all been studying for several years, and you should understand why you were selected in the first place."

"Because you went back to countless generations ago, you were the sons of gods, and passed on the blood of gods. In your generation, some of them have been revived."

"It's not difficult to complete this level and have the power comparable to your ancestors... I don't need to say these things. It should be taught to your predecessors."

The so-called Son of God, as the name suggests, has the blood of God.

After a long period of evolution, many people can actually be traced back to the descendants of gods in this world.

It's just that after being so thinned to one billionth, these divine blood have no power at all, and there is no difference between whether they have it or not.

Only a very small number of people with serious atavism will have strong spiritual power, such as Xizi, this is actually an extremely rare case.

Most of them are actually only slightly stronger than ordinary people, about several times stronger than ordinary people. This is also the source of most natural psychic power users.

Possessing a certain amount of talent is not outstanding, it is mysterious in the eyes of ordinary people, but it is actually a manifestation of mediocrity in the industry.

If they can pass this level, they are no longer dispensable.

As for Sifeng Yuanyu... the human god is a partial manifestation of the god's body, which is really outside the theory.

"Before I begin, I want to reiterate."

"If you have other ideas, you can go back on your word now."

"Out of the main hall, you can still be an ordinary person and live a prosperous and safe life... But once the ceremony is performed, it will be too late to regret it."

A girl who looked about 14 years old summoned up her courage and raised her head, with firmness in her bright eyes.

"Your Highness, I have nowhere else to go but you."

"I don't want to sleep in the alley anymore, and there is no one in my house anymore."

She is an orphan, and escaped from the orphanage.

After she spoke, another little witch spoke:

"Me too, if I hadn't been selected by the shrine, my Odo-san, who owes me debts, might have handed me over to the people in the soup house!

I would rather die here!It is impossible to go back! "

Yuu Sifengin remembers her, Chihiro Ishino.

Her father is a gambler and has no official job. Her mother works as a nurse in a hospital and is a dispatch worker, working very hard.

It seems to be a couple of high school students who get married after graduation.

It's just that among the high school students in Dongying, bad students are actually quite popular with some girls.

However, when they enter the society, bad students either join the yakuza, or they do not have a formal job and engage in gray areas.

Her mother is typical, the kind who doesn't have a clear mind.

Born in such a family, Chihiro Ishino often encountered domestic violence.

The staff of the shrine found her, and the gambler's father was forced to pay, so he wanted to send her to a soup house to be a soup girl.

As she said, it was because of her talent that she was selected by the shrine, which changed her fate of becoming a soup girl.

"Me too! Don't go back and marry a bad old man!"

"I like Your Highness the most!"

"I want to marry Your Highness!"

There seems to be some strange words mixed in...

Sifeng Yuanyu calmly ignored some of the too fierce words, showed a shallow smile, nodded slightly, and praised:

"Very good, it is this insistence that you will always maintain such a firm belief until the end."

"Originally, you still have an internship period of half a year to a year, but now, our shrine is short of manpower...so, it will be held in advance."

On the ground and ceiling, layers of white light leaked out, forming dense spells.

The statue is even more shining brightly behind Sifeng Yuanyou.

The rich red glow is dense and dense, like hundreds of layers of red yarn, covering the sky and covering the sky.

Crystal-colored light slowly leaked from the snow-white forehead, gradually forming patterns resembling maple leaves.

The light color changes from light to dark, gradually forming a faint red mark.

During this period, a little witch who was kneeling at the end had black hair fluttering around her waist, giving off a gray aura.

"Ok?"

Sifeng Yuanyou presided over the ceremony, and could see all the subtle changes.

A little attention is projected there.

This line of sight has a strong force, and sparks of electricity are brought out in the air.

Immediately, this gray aura seemed to have been hit hard by a hammer, giving off a sharp reputation that was not like a human voice.

"what……"

This sharp sound is not a real existence, but a kind of spiritual frequency, which can only be heard by the spiritually aware.

"not good!"

Yuu Sifengyuan realized something.

Sure enough, upon hearing this ear-piercing chirp, several little witches who were sitting upright suddenly looked pained... Hearing this chirp at close range was a serious disturbance to them.

"Certainly!"

Yuu Sifeng gave an order, and the invisible pressure prohibited her activities.

The gray breath was gradually forced out of the little witch's body, forming a translucent figure floating behind her.

Her face was as pale as paper, her long black hair was dragging on the ground, she was wearing a white kimono, and her hands stretched forward, as if embracing a little witch with eyes closed and meditating.

The little witch is very cute, but at this moment her eyes are tightly closed, and beads of sweat keep rolling down her cheeks, her state seems very abnormal.

"Hair girl!"

Yuu Sifeng recognized the prototype of this monster, his eyes turned cold.

"It's really brave, you dare to lurk inside the shrine!"

The shrine is the domain of the gods, and there is no reason why monsters can break in without permission.

"I want to see how you broke in!"

There was a trace of panic on the pale face of the hair girl, and then she stood firmly in place, and a red charm appeared in her hand.

"Eight meanings and divine power?"

Sifeng Yuanyu just scanned it, and recognized it from the nature of divine power.

Eight meanings and gods, eight meanings mean extraordinary wisdom, and Gao Tianyuan's brain-type character.

Legend has it that he can control eight weather phenomena: sunny, cloudy, rain, snow, thunder, wind, frost, and fog.

Of course, the one that Yuu Sifeng was familiar with was a Two-dimensional character named Yayi Yonglin in his previous life.

As soon as the talisman appeared, a dazzling white light erupted immediately, and above the main hall, a small piece of dark cloud suddenly formed, and there were faint aquariums in the dark cloud. After that, the clouds rubbed against each other, forming a huge white thunderbolt, which rushed towards Sifengyuan You Chop off!

"This is my shrine!"

Yuu Sifengyuan looked at him coldly.

I saw this white electric light strike down with awe-inspiring power, and fell into the continuous red light. After moving and jumping a few times, it went out in a blink of an eye, without any waves.

Sifeng Yuanyou's body was blooming with golden brilliance, and the bright round light behind him slowly emerged.

Stretch out five fingers, towards the mid-air, grasp it empty.

The thunderbolts continuously fell from the dark clouds, but they were all held in the palm of the hand. Afterwards, an exclamation came out:

"how is this possible?"

"come out!"

Yuu Sifeng gripped it hard, and a small figure was grabbed out of the air and landed in his hand.

From the original height of one person, it has become the size of a figure that an adult can hold in the palm of his hand.

The girl in the white kimono was lying on her clenched fists, pushing and struggling vigorously, but she couldn't move Yuu Sifengin's finger at all.

"You seem to have other auras of divine power... Let me see, huh? Gone?"

"No wonder I noticed something was wrong. I didn't notice it for a while. It turned out to be another divine power interfering... Do you think I can't guess it after removing the brand? This is just trying to cover it up!"

The talisman with eight meanings and gods, and it is of the same level just now, I am afraid that he made it himself... This is not something that ordinary monsters can touch.

It should be enshrined in a shrine as a bottom-of-the-box reserve, and the amount should not be too much.

The spells with eight meanings and gods have all come out, do you think that wiping off the brand can mislead me?

A mere god can't do this at all!

Yuu Sifengyuan thought about it.

"With my current personality, if it can mislead me and make me realize something is wrong, but I can't find it for the time being, it should be a power similar to mine..."

"I'll clean you up later!"

His eyes drooped, and within the pitch-black pupils, there was an abyss of calm.

Yuu Sifeng continued to preside over the ceremony, and the ceremony gradually came to an end.

The red seal finally took shape between the foreheads, and the white light receded inward, sinking into their bodies.

Several little witches were radiant, their clean white sacrificial robes shimmered, and their cheeks were puffed with powder, as if they were moistened petals, so delicate and charming.

The room is filled with a special aroma, like sweet-scented osmanthus floating in the dark night, revealing a serene and quiet taste.

"wake up!".

Yuu Sifeng's slight voice was like a signal, and they slowly opened their eyes, feeling the fullness and fullness of their souls.

"Congratulations, you are now official witches."

Chapter 280 IX Leave It To Me Next