Fang Heng nodded, accepting this reason, "That's fine, until I complete the blood condensation, I think it's better to keep the cross in my hand, and I think everyone in the Elders House will have no objection.
Is it right?"
Yates nodded and said: "It should be so. Later today we will arrange for you to enter Anguitas to improve your bloodline."
"Thank you to the elders, I'll go down first."
When Fang Heng left, there was another commotion in the Council Hall of the Presbytery.
The Cross Elders of the Vampire Clan are preparing to recycle it, and they really have no reason to prevent Fang Heng from entering Anguitas, and there is no evidence to prove that Fang Heng is related to the two senior Vampire Clan members who died last night.
Say it again.
Is Fang Shuo capable of killing the Vampire Duke?
So after some debate, the Vampires agreed that Fang Heng should enter the Vampire Holy Land Cave where Anguitas was.
After everyone left the hall, Lin Nuo was left alone.
"Elder, there must be something wrong with Fang Shuo. I understand the difficulties faced by the Presbyterian Council. I have an idea and hope to get the Council's approval."
"Well, you say."
"Please allow me to temporarily take charge of Anguitas and lead Fang Shuo into the blood pool of Anguitas. I want to make sure that nothing unexpected happens during Fang Shuo's blood condensation process, and that the Elders can successfully recover the Cross of Blood."
The chief arbitrator stared at Lin Nuo and vaguely guessed something.
"Okay, do it, but be careful. If you mess up, the Presbytery won't help you."
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There was nothing to do at the Vampire Elder's House for the time being. Fang Heng returned to the guest room area outside the Elder's House to find a temporary guest room and exited the game.
Corridor of Sinking.
After logging off, Fang Heng walked out of the camp.
The campground was a little strange today.
Fang Heng was confused.
The campground is usually quite lively, why is there suddenly no one there today?
Thinking about it, Fang Heng walked towards the outskirts of the camp.
"Fang Heng."
Li Qingran worked with several players outside the camp to carry materials to reinforce the protective net.
Seeing Fang Heng walking out of the camp, Li Qingran waved to him.
Fang Heng walked towards Li Qingran and the others.
"Didn't you go inside the cloister today?"
"No, there was an accident in cleaning up the inside of the corridor yesterday. Instructor Pu Shi decided to suspend it for a day and arranged for us to temporarily strengthen the outer defenses."
After yesterday's medication, Li Qingran recovered very well. She nodded and greeted Fang Heng, "Thank you very much for what happened yesterday."
"I already thanked you yesterday. Don't be so polite and make me look awkward."
Fang Heng looked at several camp players around him and asked, "Where are the others?"
"Hey, don't mention it," Li Shaoqiang put down the wooden stick he was carrying on his shoulder and said to the side, "Teacher Pu Shi doesn't like others being idle. When we passed the camp in the morning, several of our people were seen playing cards by the instructor.
Then he was scolded."
"Later, everyone was dragged by Instructor Pu Shi to set up a defensive line at the outer entrance."
"puff."
So unlucky...
Fang Heng suddenly had a picture in his mind.
It's also good, there are fewer people and it's cleaner.
"Fang Heng, the teacher asked me to guide you in the study of sacred science these days. Do you know this?"
Fang Heng raised his eyelids, "Are you going to guide me?"
"Yep."
Last night, Pu Shi's necromancy waiter quit the game and told the Undead Researchers Association about Fang Heng's plan to study theology.
Dickie was confused at the time.
Sacred science?
His student union theology?
When did this happen?
How come he doesn't know?
Did Pu Shi make a mistake?
Dicky was confused and analyzed it carefully, but felt that something was wrong.
Pu Shi is very capable, so he will not make mistakes, nor will he make such a big mistake at such a critical moment.
Combined with what he heard from Fang Heng, he was ready to try various academics...
so……
Dickey realized that his disciple was beginning to try new tricks again.
Dicky understands this feeling of exploration and appreciates it.
But……
Practicing a sacred science that is extremely conflicting with necromancy?
There are so many academics to learn, but Fang Heng chose the hell difficulty?
Choosing sacred science will not only make the study of sacred science a thousand times more difficult, it will also make the practice of necromancy even more difficult.
Think about it carefully.
Dicky felt something was wrong again.
Remembering the last time he saw Fang Heng, he was sure that Fang Heng did not have any signs of sacred science.
But according to what the undead attendant said, Fang Heng already possesses elementary sacred science?
Isn’t it? Did Fang Heng learn it during this period of time?
In just one week?!
And it was learned on the basis of the basic level of necromancy and the difficulty of practice increased thousands of times??
It is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to do this!
If you can do this...
There is almost only one answer.
Special physique! This is what players call the initial talent skill.
Dickie thought he had it all figured out.
He felt greatly relieved.
OK!
His good student not only has a strong talent in necromancy, but also has a strong talent in sacred science!
Dicky immediately agreed to Pu Shi's proposal, and at the same time showed his heartache and strived for the best interests of his students.
The entire Association of Undead Researchers immediately went into full gear after finalizing the plan. The joint federal team held a meeting in a very short time to study together and think about how to help Fang Heng, who was trapped in the Sunken Corridor, quickly improve his sacred skills.
level.
One night, the entire top management of the Undead Researchers Association was studying and analyzing.
So early this morning, Li Qingran was assigned a task by Teacher Pu Shi.
Watch Fang Heng's practice 24 hours a day and report on his practice progress every day.
"Come with me when you're ready," Li Qingran looked at Fang Heng with a smirk, "How about it? Are you ready to enjoy the joy of learning?"
Fang Heng looked troubled.
"Stop joking, how can you be happy while studying?"
However, upgrading skills is not necessarily necessary.
Following Li Qingran, the two of them arrived at the temporary tent that was set up yesterday.
There are five stacks of books piled high on the table in the room.
There is also a stone statue about half a man tall placed at the back of the center.
Fang Heng narrowed his eyes.
very familiar.
Stone statue of the saint.
"The practice of sacred science requires praying, feeling the sacred breath, and improving skill experience points. It is a very basic way of practice."
Li Qingran had done a lot of homework in advance, and she explained to Fang Heng.
"Also, these books on the desk are related to sacred science. After reading them, you can also increase the experience value of the corresponding sacred science skills."
"This will be your study room from now on. In addition to studying, if you need any other chores, you can come to me. I will try my best to help you find a solution. Instructor Pu Shi has taken care of it and will not do it when you are studying.
If someone disturbs you, you can rest assured."
Fang Heng looked at a room full of books, feeling as if he was rushing forward.