Nightmare’s Call

They don't have any obvious property at all, they belong to a complete black side, and they are not afraid of connections at all.

Coupled with the fact that the police station is seriously understaffed recently, they are unable to take care of them at all, and it becomes even more rampant when they start their actions.

The next day, the three members of the club had their hands broken, were knocked unconscious, and were thrown to the edge of the harbour. The gang put notes on the two of them, giving the club two choices.

One is to give up the headquarters and compensate them for their use.

The second is to pay 10 million in cash.

"And then? How did Russell, Madi, Lan Xiayin and the others deal with it?" Lin Sheng continued to ask.

"Ma Dilan was scared and went home. Brother Russell and sister Xia Yin wanted everyone to work together, but no one listened to them. The core members left as soon as they said they wanted to, and most of them have withdrawn."

"Retire?" Lin Sheng shook his head. That's why he decided to start anew in the first place.

The previous club, which seemed good, was actually a mess with no cohesion.

Now this matter has put a little pressure on the club, and they can't bear it.

"A bunch of chickens!" Saru sneered. "The gang probably didn't think of it. They just scare people casually, and the effect is so good."

"Guild Master Lin, Teacher Salu, what should we do now?!" The girl looked at Lin Sheng and Salu helplessly.

"There's nothing to do." Saru laughed, "I asked them to come together, but I didn't listen, but now it's fine."

"Go back and tell Russell that I can help him with this matter once. It's like repaying the favor they helped me at the beginning. It's just that people's hearts are lost, and the club is definitely out of business." Lin Sheng said calmly.

He is a man with clear grievances and grievances. Russell and others helped him back then, and this favor must be repaid.

"Thank you, President Lin, I'll go back right away!" The girl was overjoyed, and after bowing to thank her, she turned and ran away.

When he ran to the door, he almost fell.

Saru looked at her back.

"This chick is quite loyal."

"There are some people in the rat's nest who are not afraid of cats. It's normal." Lin Sheng smiled. "They will come back later, and you take someone to solve it?"

"I'm not free, I'm just concentrating on meditation." Saru flatly refused.

"That's fine, I'll arrange another person. Such a good opportunity to practice mobile phones will benefit others for nothing, tsk tsk."

"I'll go, I'll go!!" Saru repented decisively.

"Really?" Lin Sheng looked at him with a smile.

"Really. Boss, don't you just want to find free labor?" Saru was speechless.

"The Iron Fist Club is not a soft persimmon like a club. There will be more battles like this in the future. It will be good to get used to it first." Lin Sheng said casually. "Okay, I'm going back first, do you have any questions?"

Naturally, he has no shortage of hands-on people. Just two black-feathered swordsmen can easily solve troubles.

As an incorporeal Black Feather warrior, he has strong mobility, and his actual combat ability is far beyond ordinary people, so it's no problem to take down a small gang.

With the reaction speed of the Black Feather Swordsman, he is completely able to smoke or dodge before others shoot.

Throwing this task to Saru, Lin Sheng really meant to train him.

After answering Saru's doubts about cultivation, Lin Sheng left the Iron Fist Club and took a taxi back to his home.

Next, he should enter the dreamland and continue to practice.

Shengguang roughly mastered the superficial application, but the gray seal battle cry has no effect, it should be because the meditation time is too short.

Now Lin Sheng is using the dream, where the flow of time is much slower than reality, to meditate and learn to practice.

This is equivalent to spending a lot more time than others for no reason.

Snowwind Castle.

Lin Sheng slowly opened his eyes from the bed and regained consciousness.

Straightening up, he looked at the wooden door of the hole for the first time, where his wooden shield and giant sword were erected as small security organs.

The mechanism is still intact, nothing has changed.

He sat up, got out of bed and sat at the desk. Instead of opening the book of evil spirit language, he closed his eyes again and fell into the state of gray seal meditation.

After a round of meditation, Lin Sheng began to practice the holy power to adjust his state.

The masterless holy power of the gray angel that he absorbed before needs a little bit of grinding, and it can be completely transformed into his own holy power that can be commanded by his arms.

After a while, Lin Sheng was startled suddenly.

Just now, as the holy power continued to grow stronger and bigger.

Some natural lines began to be drawn spontaneously in the holy power of his lower abdomen, forming a somewhat mysterious but irregular pattern.

The holy power around the pattern was like light, warmly illuminating all Lin Sheng's internal organs, but slowly, a trace of mysterious information seemed to be conveyed in this light.

As if instinctively, Lin Sheng spontaneously felt that he seemed to have mastered some kind of talent-like ability.

He sat on the chair and carefully examined the piece of information that had just emerged.

"Detect evil?? Is this the fixed spell of the third-level Templar warrior?"

"Detecting evil? So what is the degree of evil? How to divide this boundary?" Lin Sheng was a little puzzled.

Soon, some explanations in the message made him understand the key.

To detect evil, what is detected is actually faith.

"All heretics are guilty!"

This detection is actually very simple, it only depends on the affinity of the holy power.

If the subject has other powers in his body and does not accept the holy power, it must be evil.

If the person being tested is not compatible with the holy light physically, or disrespectful to the holy light in thought, that is also evil.

This thing is a belief lie detector.

The essence of holy power comes from the soul, which Lin Sheng knew from the basic practice of mana.

So if the soul is unwilling to accept the Holy Light, it will make the body incompatible.

Lin Sheng also felt a little emotional, this power is extremely overbearing, and people must fully accept it from body to heart before they can pass the detection.

"This magical technique needs to be changed. Think of a good way to correct the explanation later."

Lin Sheng put aside this magical technique and continued to practice the holy power.

Meditate on the gray seal, practice the holy power, and when both are tired, turn to the book and learn the language of evil spirits to change your mind.

Lin Sheng felt that he had never worked so hard in the college entrance examination in his previous life.

However, this feeling of improving strength little by little, the feeling of progress every moment, is really good.

"The practice of holy power seems to be a process of purifying and integrating the absorbed soul fragments into myself." Lin Sheng vaguely felt the changes in himself.

"For a normal person, if you absorb so many soul fragments, you should have a problem long ago. But I didn't even have any sequelae. Now that I think about it, maybe it's the practice of the holy power that solves everything."

He suddenly recalled the proverb he saw before.

'My heart is the soul, my heart is the sage. '

Doesn't this passage in Hengguang's Proverbs imply that the essence of the so-called holy power is very likely to be a high-level manifestation of one's own will.

To constantly practice the holy power is to constantly strengthen one's own will and one's own soul.

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng stopped his thoughts and returned to the state of practicing holy power.

What he needs now is enough time.

As long as he can successfully use the new gray printing ability, he intends to continue exploring the castle.

Only by hunting monsters and increasing the strength of his soul can he become stronger faster.

Otherwise, you really have to practice hard step by step. From the third level to the fourth level, under normal circumstances, it will take at least several years, and the next level does not know how long it will take.

He couldn't have waited that long.

Kill more prey, get more souls, and summon more subordinates! This is what he wants!

And the stronger the soul, the stronger the holy power naturally!