Chapter 250 Breeze Temple

In the south of the Holy Flame Continent, on the shore of the Gray Sea, a group of earth magicians at the level of mid-level wizards demonstrated their magical strength, turning a large area of ​​uneven mud into a smooth and compact ground.

"The foundation is stable. Wood magicians, start building houses and arenas." An old man was suspended in the air, watching the crowd below start to get busy.

"Has the magic circle over there been built?"

"Sir, the magic circle has been built, and the materials and staff are being transported."

"Very good. We only have ten days. In these ten days, we must show the strength of our Miracle Continent and don't embarrass ourselves in front of the people of the New World!"

"Yes, please rest assured, sir!"

In the small meeting room of Holy Flame City.

Louis and other core figures of Holy Flame City were sitting in their seats. Cyril was standing at the front of the meeting room explaining to everyone the information he had found about the people from the Miracle Continent in the past few days.

"Everyone, the people who came to our Holy Flame Continent to be in charge of the selection competition this time are mainly from the sixth, seventh and eighth areas of the Holy Mountain."

"Among them, the sixth area is the Breeze Temple; the seventh area is the Brute Force Temple; and the eighth area is the Thick Earth Temple and the Giant Wood Temple."

"Of these four temples, the Breeze Temple belongs to the sixth-level temple of the Holy Mountain, which is considered to be a middle-level force in the Holy Mountain. It is completely different from the lower-level force temples in the seventh and eighth areas. So if you want to participate in the selection competition and go to a certain force to practice, the Breeze Temple is a good choice."

Speaking, Cyril looked at Louis, "Lord Louis, the selection competition will start in a few days. I wonder what your plan is?"

Louis lowered his head and thought for a while, then asked, "I understand that the main purpose of the selection is to select some outstanding warriors to join their temples and replenish fresh blood. So is the selection ratio high? And what kind of practice is there after joining the temple? Is it similar to your Church of Light, which must have corresponding beliefs?"

"No, no, no..." Cyril shook his head: "Many temples worship ancient strongmen, or some mysterious and powerful elements. Our Church of Light is different from them."

"The Church of Light believes in real gods." Cyril said, with a pious light in his eyes.

"Then you said that miracles will come down from time to time in the Miracle Continent, but since they don't believe in gods, will there be miracles belonging to them?" Louis asked curiously.

"Lord Louis, what I just said, those ancient strong men, or mysterious and powerful elements, in a sense, eventually became gods, so they can also bring down miracles. But they are different from the God of Light who has existed since the birth of the world, so they are fundamentally different."

"I understand, one is an innate god, existing by itself, and the other is a god cultivated or formed after birth. Is that right?"

"Indeed, according to the records in the history books of the Holy See, in fact, hundreds and thousands of years ago, when the Holy City of the Holy See of Light was still standing on the top of the Holy Mountain, there were also powerful sons of saints and popes who walked to the top of the Holy Mountain and walked into the ethereal clouds."

In the ethereal clouds, Cyril did not say it clearly, but everyone present breathed heavily.

"Can mortals really..." Teda, who was a little impatient, suddenly asked.

Cyril smiled bitterly: "I'm not sure, anyway, in the records of the Holy See in the past few hundred years, there has been no record of anyone who can walk from the top of the Holy Mountain into the clouds..."

"Okay, this is not what we should discuss now, we are too far away here." Louis brought the topic back. "Cyril has just talked about some trials. Those who pursue martial arts can go and take part in them. In addition, those who stay in the Holy Flame Continent..."

"I'll stay, anyway, I'm old." Bart raised his hand, and then Riley also raised his hand and stayed with Bart. Others, especially some young people with strength above the level of great swordsman, all want to try to enter the so-called miracle continent to see if they can go one step further in martial arts and pursue the realm of their dreams.

"Okay!" Louis stood up: "Everyone here is my most trusted person. I hope that no matter which temple you enter to practice, you will not forget that you are from the Holy Flame Continent!"

"Okay!" Sis stood up, Femis stood up, Hewlett stood up, and everyone stood up, clenched their fists tightly, and put them on their chests.

At the end of ten days, Pikachu successfully upgraded to level 2, and Louis continued to choose to upgrade Pikachu to level 3. At the same time, the tribal castle and the dark training camp also entered the upgrade sequence.

On this day, the promised day finally arrived, and almost all the great swordsmen on the continent who still had a certain pursuit of their own martial arts came to the southern seaside of the Holy Flame Continent. In addition, some people who have not entered the realm of great swordsmen also flocked here in large numbers to see if they can try their luck or gain some experience.

"Is this their method?" After just ten days, the seaside has been completely different from the previous desolate scene.

A huge wooden arena appeared in front of them, and there was a whole row of houses corresponding to various purposes next to it.

"It's really amazing." Louis took a deep breath and felt that there were still earth magic, wood magic, and even some wind magic left here. He sighed slightly in his heart: "This residual magic is so powerful. , What is the strength of the person who releases magic? "

At this moment, an old man wearing a green robe suddenly walked out of one of the largest houses, and then suddenly floated into the air lightly.

"Everyone!" The old man obviously did not speak, but his voice reached everyone's ears through the vibration of the wind.

"Please enter the largest wooden house next to you and draw lots." The old man glanced down and sighed secretly: "There are too few great swordsmen in the New World this time. There are only three to four hundred people..."

Thinking about it, the old man's eyes suddenly glanced at Louis and his group, and then his pupils suddenly shrank, "Sword King! So many sword kings! Generally speaking, a new continent will produce at most two people when the barrier has just been broken. There are only three sword kings, but there are actually five here! No...not only that, but there are also several who have faintly entered the breakthrough stage, and their ages..."

The old man wearing a green robe focused his attention on Louis, Teda, Ruolin and others, "They are only in their twenties! The Sword King in his twenties!"

"This kind of talent is rare even in the sixth area of ​​our Holy Mountain! These people must be brought to our Breeze Temple!"

With a "swish" sound, the old man disappeared from the sky in an instant, and then found his subordinates.