Chapter 147: The Art of God

The blond man glanced at Yang Hong and said
"Don't lie to me, you are from the future, right?"
"I have never heard of contracts or anything, and if I really stay here in history, you will have to pay the price of revising history if you send me back..."
"Master Feather... tribe... everyone..."
The blond man choked and said, Feng Yuan sighed and said
"It seems that your Lord Feather God is not simple. The time involved is clear. I can tell you that in the future, I have never heard of the technique of God's presence. As for Lord Feather... He may have lived to our time, so we don’t know exactly what Lord Feather God is. After all, your Lord Feather God should be in the area we call Omelia, right..."
"Have you crossed the continent... I really can't go back..."
"Wait, why does he know what the mainland said?"
Qi Chen asked in Feng Yuan's ear in surprise, Feng Yuan looked at Qi Chen strangely and said
"Why don't you know? The term "mainland" did not appear in the modern era. It has existed as early as the age of mythology. As for the era of tribes, it was only spread among the beasts, but...
Feng Yuan said staring at the blond man for a while and said
"His Lord Feather God had a good relationship even if it weren't the beast and the beast, otherwise he wouldn't know so much."
"The Age of Mythology?"
Qi Qiaoshuang blinked at Feng Yuan curiously, and Feng Yuan fiddled with Xiaoji's dumb hair and said
"Children shouldn't be so curious and want to know to check it out by themselves."
"cut!"
Looking at Feng Yuan who was fighting with Qi Shuangshuang, standing behind Feng Yuan staring at his big cat and other spirit beasts blankly, the blond man sighed, Feng Yuan patted the blond man on the shoulder and said
"There is nothing to do with things that have passed, but since there is a record of you in history, it means you are doing pretty well~"
The blond man smiled bitterly at Feng Yuan and said
"If I could, I would rather not..."
Feng Yuan sighed and said in a low tone
"Yeah... If you can, it would be nice to live happily with ordinary Trump..."
The blond man looked up at Feng Yuan in surprise, and found that Feng Yuan didn’t know when he put a smile on and looked at him. The blond man sighed and remained silent. After a while, the blond man came back and looked up at Feng Yuan.
"If I teach you the art of God's presence, can you guarantee my safety?"
Feng Yuan looked at the blond man in surprise and said
"Even if you don't teach us, we still have to protect you. After all, you've left a name in history. If you don't protect you, what weird changes will happen in the future?"
The blond man smiled bitterly
"Is there any such benefit... a pity..."
"However, I think the promise of owning benefits reassured me."
The blond man solemnly said to Feng Yuan, Feng Yuan pointed to Team Yang and said
"You tell him about this, what's the use of telling me."
The blond man stared at Feng Yuan for a while and said
"My instinct tells me that you promised better than he promised."
Feng Yuan looked at the blond man in surprise, and the Yang team scrutinized Feng Yuan suspiciously, feeling that the Yang team's gaze swept over him, Feng Yuan was a little hairy, and quickly said
"What nonsense are you talking about! We are clearly led by Team Yang!"
Seeing Feng Yuan's somewhat guilty conscience, the blond man was noncommittal, and Meng Binglan smiled and said
"I agreed on behalf of Team Yang, let's talk about it~"
Team Yang glanced at Meng Binglan and nodded silently. Feng Yuan understood Meng Binglan's plan and said angrily.
"After returning, you can't say or describe this kind of knowledge. Don't think that you can use it as a research discovery if you learn it now. You can only use it yourself at best."
"Huh? Why?"
Qi Shuang said strangely, Feng Yuan glanced at the White Wolf God and said
"If the world doesn't set this kind of restriction, do you think there will be some researchers trying to cross time for those forgotten knowledge all day long?"
Seeing Feng Yuan's gaze on her, Meng Binglan was a little dissatisfied and was about to say something, Drujean's voice sounded in her heart.
"Yes, there will always be researchers who come to me to explore lost knowledge, so I don't like to appear in front of humans."
"Look~"
Feng Yuan was a little proud with his hands on his hips, Qi Chen struck Feng Yuan's back hard and whispered
"Don't talk nonsense! Be careful that person troubles you."
Feng Yuan Yu Guang glanced at Meng Binglan, who looked bad and said disdainfully
"She will try to see if I can teach her."
The blond man taught everyone the technique of God's presence in the dark passage, Feng Yuan was silent for a long time after learning
"It looks like it will be used right away~"
"Hey! What are you doing!"
Seeing Feng Yuan take off his robe and jacket directly, Qi Shuang suddenly shouted in dissatisfaction, Feng Yuan walked to the side of the White Wolf God and said
"Of course it's an additional god's presence technique~"
The White Wolf God sprayed white light on the clothes Feng Yuan handed over, and the patterns on the clothes suddenly appeared inexplicable white light flowing in it. Putting on the clothes and feeling it, Feng Yuan waved his hand and said to everyone
"Come here~ the art of God's presence is really useful~"
"Do you want to die!"
Qi Kuoshuang looked at Feng Yuan with some anger, Qi Chen stared at Feng Yuan dissatisfied, Yang Hongzhi sighed and shook his head helplessly, Dou Yanlan was silent for a while.
"Just walk over?"
"Yes, what's the matter?"
Feng Yuan scratched his head with some doubts, Qi Shuang gave a dissatisfied look at Feng Yuan and said
"Can't you make it clearer!"
"Speak clearly?"
Feng Yuan looked at Qi Shuangshuang confusedly. After a while, the patterns on Qi Chen and others' clothes were flowing with inexplicable white light. Feng Yuan glanced at Teacher Yan and said
"Mr. Yan, you too~"
Teacher Yan glanced at the clothes that didn’t fit her and said
"Me? Forget it, I can't get used to this dress."
"Ok."
Seeing that Teacher Yan did not intend to do this, Feng Yuan shook his head and touched the back of the white wolf god's neck. He glanced at Wu Feng who was staring at him and said
"what happened?"
"The art of God's presence needs to rely on the things of the beasts as the bearer, right?"
"Yes, what's the matter?"
"The clothes on you..."
"It's made of cloth mixed with white wolf divine hair. Isn't it normal to be able to directly attach the technique of divine presence?"
Hearing Feng Yuan’s explanation, Wu Feng was a little inexplicable. The Lihuo Suzaku sitting on Wufeng’s head seemed to sense Wu Feng’s bad intentions. With a long cry of dissatisfaction, Feng Yuancan looked at the Lihuo Suzaku who was glaring at him. Qi Shuang felt a little dissatisfied with the robe
"Why is a future coming, it will take another month to recover."
"Otherwise? The White Wolf God is okay to provide you with strength every day to let the future come?"
"Xiaoshuang!"
Qi Shuang said with a cute face covering her mouth
"Sorry, sorry~"
"Hurry up when you're done!"
Team Yang said impatiently, everyone cleaned up their things, Feng Yuan was guarding the blond man, Dru Jien and the White Wolf God were still leading the way, with the magic of God’s presence, Qi Chen walked to Qi Shuang. There are no such big opinions in the front of the team. Along the way, various strange reprimands and curses continued to sound. Feng Yuan was a little impatient to release the white crystal enchantment. Seeing that the white crystal enchantment succeeded in removing those voices Blocking, Team Yang glanced suspiciously at Feng Yuan and thought to himself.
"I said, you are not lost, are you?"
After walking for a long time, and seeing the constant darkness around him, Feng Yuan said boringly with his hands resting on his head. Qi Chen patted Feng Yuan and signaled him not to talk nonsense. Seeing Feng Yuan put away his weapons, he was worried that Feng Yuan would be in danger. The teacher instructed the child to protect Feng Yuan, but found that Drujien did not respond, Feng Yuan was about to say something, and the darkness in front of him disappeared.