Chapter 417: Mechanic

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Catalyzed by Ren Hongman's grammatical mana, the Blood Soul Temple is undergoing a remodeling growth.
I do n’t know the origin of Ren Hong ’s crumbling talisman. The area contains a lot of highly condensed magic power, which is used as a
seed
, and then uses the secret method to ingest a lot of thoughts and beliefs of the believers in all directions through the earth ’s soil. After that, it was poured into the Blood Soul Temple continuously.
Luo Nan did not understand the specific rules of Yunhua, but he could see the mountain structure of Blood Soul Temple, which became more delicate and natural, and the four "buildings" on it became more and more magnificent and solemn.
As the Blood Soul Temple grew in turmoil as a whole, the sucking and swallowing of the chaotic power of the magic rune became more and more unscrupulous. It seems that the parasitic process of several decades is coming to an end. It is melting the power of the human face spider into its own use, trying to reverse swallowing and regenerating the bones.
Are there hundreds of "Blood Fire Paths" left?
Or is it that Ren Hong ’s rebellion was just because he saw another golden avenue that could make a perfect sacrifice without passing through the human face spider?
Luo Hong didn't know what Ren Hong thought. But I know that this method has a relatively obvious impact on its own closed system.
Obviously, another believer felt it.
Cat Eye took the initiative to contact him: "Hey, is the line disturbed? Very noisy!"
"Don't pay any attention to it." Luo Nan drove the human face spider and jumped rapidly in the two-way twisted spiritual curtain, instantly away from the material level.
As the bodyguard's dark blue walker, he lost his sense of the human face spider and immediately reported: "Lost target."
Tian Bang: "..."
"Not yet!" Ren Hong clasped the rock in front of his knees firmly with his hands to ensure the stability of Lingbo's radiation. Sweat was dripping from his forehead and cheeks, but the smile on his face had spread, "I locked it!"
"Locked ..." Luo Nan also confirmed this.
Although it has leapt into the middle zone, and through the distortion of the spiritual curtain, it is far from the harassment of all instruments and mental induction. However, the mana mana from Ren Hong still continues to instill through the channel of "pastoral".
The most important thing is that while the Blood Soul Temple keeps absorbing energy, it also releases the "Blood Flame" element, trying to assimilate everything around it, so as to help "digest" more. It's like red ink in the sink, and it's not so easy to dilute.
Unexpected conditions ... Pollution is spreading.
In Ronan ’s closed system, magic symbols are very important. Among all the believers, the highest position is the
technician
layer that can make Ronan ’s power more efficient. And through the delicate and subtle interactions such as coupling, it is always connected with other believers and turned into a large-scale production line, which continuously produces soul power and provides rich support for Luo Nan.
At this time, one part of the production line is contaminated. In theory, it is possible to affect the entire production line.
Well, in theory.
Ronan's mentality is very stable. At this time, you can see the benefits of retreat at home last weekend. He already has a relatively clear understanding of the entire format theory system.
He is using a "transcendent" perspective to evaluate this incident.
Because in this system, Luo Nan's identity is the owner of the workshop.
To put it another way, the above analogy of "pool" and "red ink" is also appropriate: in a communicating pool system, the red ink in the upstream pool will pollute the downstream, but it is difficult to go upstream to the source of the pollution no matter what. .
Luo Nan is the source of the "pool system" and is the workshop owner who can shut down the production line at any time. In the closed system he built, this is destined to separate the upper and lower positions, and destined for the absolute control of Luo Nan.
Even though the power of the Blood Soul Temple spreads through the internal connections of the closed system, it cannot erode Luo Nan himself anyway.
As for Ronan, what is to be done is simple: the clear and clear will is pressed, which directly cuts off the coupling between the magic charm and other believers, and makes it independent.
Easily, the expansion of the power of "Blood Soul Temple" was cut off and locked in the body area of ​​the magic charm, which also erased the last theoretical possibility.
The Blood Soul Temple is still devouring and assimilating the magic charm. With Ren Hong's full efforts, the momentum is still very fierce. However, the deputy priest of the Blood Flame Regiment did not realize from the beginning to the end that he entrusted the "Blood Soul Temple" with his hard work, which had just been defeated on a certain level.
This is the isolation and hierarchical suppression of the system. When the magical dove occupied the magpie's nest and quietly snatched the "Blood Soul Temple" in its prototype state, this result was doomed.
Even if the mountain is towering, how can it be higher than the sky?
The only problem left now is the magic charm.
Blood Soul Temple's erosion of magic symbols is still continuing. There is a kind of "revenge" of the magic symbols on the mold dove to occupy the magpie's nest. Of course, Ronan must control this, but not now.
The restless Blood Soul Temple is really a bait. Although Ren Hong's method is very effective, at the level of the Blood Soul Temple, the turmoil formed is so obvious that it has attracted a lot of conscious attention.
Luo Nan's closed system sensing, including the "upper position", happens to capture these. Omitting meaningless details and tracing backwards, just like how Mrs. Halder was sensed before ...
He made several "extension lines" on the outline of Xuehun Temple, just like drawing auxiliary lines in plane geometry exercises.
"Very simple homework, and then get the answer."
One, two ... no, is a set of twins.
Extending on the basis of Blood Soul Temple, the most recent one is Ren Hong, and then split. One part involves Tian Bang and the few people involved; the other part extends 30 kilometers away, the atmosphere there is relatively familiar, and it is obviously the core layer of the Xiacheng Blood Flame Regiment .
Of course, this is the physical distance. The result of unified abstraction at the spiritual level is that the Lingbo graphics of these two parts are actually very similar. At first glance, they appear from the same source.
"The situation is becoming more and more clear ..." Luo Nan's mind became more and more stable, and the corresponding thoughts became active.
Compared with him, Xiacheng, a blood decompression hall 30 kilometers away, was spent in restlessness and depression.
Out of their understanding of the sect's techniques, only from the feedback of Xuehun Temple, they can roughly guess Ren Hong's methods.
Morun's gloomy thoughts turned out: "The traitor has no care."
Yin Le wanted to be more urgent. She stretched out her hand and held her chest. She faced Mrs. Harde and expressed her strong attitude: "Boss, let me come. I can cut off the Nianli channel and never let Ren Hong succeed!"
"Then let all the believers be at a loss?"
"If we let them succeed, we will still lose everything ..."
"So you're going to destroy all the resonants of the" Blood Flame Will "? Destroy the foundation of the sect's existence?" Mrs. Hald looked directly at Yin Le, successfully making her speechless.
Jiang Yuanzhen on the other side is still jumping on his feet: "What should we do? Our mold is just taken away? Those shameless insurgents and traitors!"
Mrs. Halder turned and looked at the obscure and lagging projection information. After a few seconds, she whispered: "Let's leave first."
"Aha?" Jiang Yuanzhen didn't hear clearly the first time.
Mrs. Harde put it another way: "We must stop first ... to avoid the overwhelming crisis."
"Stop loss? How to stop loss?"
"Temporarily leave Xiacheng."
"What a joke!" Jiang Yuan really exploded. "Are you crazy? We haven't figured out the situation yet and we will run away? Give up all these years of business and run away?"
"There is no worse situation than now!" Mrs. Halde's tone was calm and calm. "Lao Jiang, Ren Hong grew up as you watched, and they are also the best talents the cult has cultivated in recent years. Don't you Do n’t believe his judgment? "
"what?"
"Ren Hong has no handle in dealing with people. With his savvy and thoughtful thinking, he betrayed this kind of thing. If it does not happen, it will be self-occurrence. Once it happens, there must be sufficient reasons. The relationship is closer, and the future of development may be broader ... But in any case, there will be a huge gap in the comparison of the strength of the two sides, which will help him make up his mind. "
Jiang Yuanzhen "ha ha" twice, wanting to refute that "this is all speculation", but when it comes to the mouth, but suddenly burst into breath, what Mrs. Hald said is a very likely thing.
Ren Hong's temperament is like that.
Mrs. Hald looked over everyone. Jiang Yuanzhen was in a trance, Yin Le was uneasy, Meng Chong was expressionless, Wu Kui shrank in the corner, silently ... As for Morun, she didn't have to worry about it.
With a soft sigh, Mrs. Halder continued: "I believe that you all have the consciousness of dedication to the church, but as the priest, to continue the orthodoxy and retain the vitality, it will always be the first priority. Moreover, we have three 'pastors' As long as the foundation of the 'grazing method' remains unchanged, we will always have a chance, not being affected by whether we are in Xiacheng or not. "
Jiang Yuan really didn't get easily persuaded: "But ..."
"I agree with the judge's judgment."
The black smoke curled in the void, and the low voice seemed to seep out of it. The black smoke soul body that Morun has been in flames for decades has almost represented the highest combat power of the Blood Flame Order. It suddenly appeared here and naturally attracted everyone's attention.
However, what makes people more concerned is his position.
Morun put it this way: "Since the upheaval of the sect, the priest lord has continuously proved her correct thinking, and there have been no major mistakes so far."
No one can dispute this.
"Mould is a genius idea. According to the commonly used saying of priests, it is to find a good project worth investing in. For this, we invest and make a scale, and then competitors appear. They directly dig people, grab products, and even use military and political affairs. Power, to destroy the body. Although the next work, but there is no overwhelming strength, it can not be done ... directly collide, we have no chance of winning. "
Mrs. Hald slightly bowed down to the black smoke in the room as a sign of gratitude, and then swept the line of sight, but suddenly frowned.
At this time, the black smoke was coiled, and the silhouette of Mo Lun was faintly constructed. He jumped: "In terms of specific implementation, I make a suggestion ...
"I'll gamble."
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