Chapter 3 Meow~
Lu Ran stood up with a puff, turned around and ran out the door.
However, the moment he grasped the door handle, Lu Ran's body froze!
Chaotic thoughts flooded into Lu Ran's mind, instantly overloading his brain and making him lose the ability to think and act.
It was not until a few seconds later that Lu Ran gradually came back to his senses, feeling as if a thorn in his back was stabbed!
Suddenly, a deep voice came into my mind, full of majesty:
"If I were an evil spirit, how could you ever wake up again?"
"Hmm?" Lu Ran was stunned for a moment, and then a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
This statement is simple and crude, but also very effective.
Lu Ran has already become the other party's disciple, which can be understood as a contract between the two parties.
Under this premise, the evil demons can manipulate the weak human race at will, causing them to lose themselves and become slaves forever.
Thinking of this, Lu Ran turned and looked at the shrine: "Are you Lord Xianyang?"
The Black Sheep Head remained silent and did not respond.
Lu Ran calmed down and looked at the black goat head in the shrine: "I'm sorry, Lord Fairy Goat, I thought you were a gentle and friendly god.
The world doesn't know that you have such a terrifying... ahem, terrifying strength."
The deep voice came into my mind again: "You are eager to prove yourself and to repay a favor."
Lu Ran nodded slowly: "Yes."
The situation is stronger than the person, he can't just shake his head.
What's more, Lu Ran wanted to repay the favor from the bottom of his heart.
If the Immortal Sheep does not come to this worship ceremony, Lu Ran’s only outcome will be failure.
There are countless examples here: the success rate of worshiping gods the following year, including worshiping gods in subsequent years, is infinitely close to zero.
This is the same principle as chasing a girl:
About the fact that she doesn't love you
You really don't need to confirm it again and again.
If he loses the election, Lu Ran will have to live his whole life as an ordinary, fragile and powerless person, living in fear in this dangerous world.
It is no exaggeration to say that Xianyang has given Lu Ran a new life!
Black Sheep Head: "Okay."
This was the third and final sentence spoken by the Black Sheep Leader.
Lu Ran waited for a long time but received no instructions from the God.
"Buzz."
The cell phone in his pocket suddenly buzzed, waking up Lu Ran who was quietly thinking.
He looked at the shrine cautiously, hesitated for a moment, and then took out his cell phone.
Seeing that it was his mother calling, Lu Ran picked up the phone immediately: "Mom."
Lu Ran grew up in a single-parent family.
Since his parents divorced, the 5-year-old boy lived with his father, while his mother took his sister and left the city and returned to her parents' home.
When Lu Ran was 13 years old, his father Lu Xing died in the line of duty, and he was taken in by his mother.
When he was 16 years old, Lu Ran, who thought he could take care of himself, returned to his hometown alone and lived in his father's old house.
"How have you been lately?" The mother's gentle words soothed Lu Ran's mind.
"Very good." Lu Ran looked at the shrine with an unnatural expression.
"Did you train well?" mother Qiao Wanjun continued to ask.
Lu Ran subconsciously turned his head and looked at a wooden sword leaning against the corner of the wall.
The blade is straight and slender, obviously imitating the style of the Tang Dynasty horizontal sword.
Lu Ran has been practicing swordsmanship under the guidance of his father Lu Xing since he was young and has a good aptitude.
At that time, the young Lu Ran had dreamed that one day he would be recognized by the god Yu Fu and fight alongside his father.
But now,
Things are different and people have changed, everything is over.
"Practice."
"Yeah." Qiao Wanjun's voice was soft, and after a simple greeting, she got to the point, "I heard about what happened to you at school.
Ranran, you need to have a positive attitude. It is our greatest honor to have the blessing of the gods. "
My mother never mentioned the evil spirit, she only talked about the god, the fairy sheep.
Lu Ran looked at the shrine again and couldn't help but feel moved.
Mother is extremely powerful and knowledgeable. Maybe she can know the information about Black Sheep Head?
Even if she doesn't know, at least she can give some suggestions.
However, just as Lu Ran was about to ask, he was frozen in place!
A mess of thoughts suddenly came to Lu Ran's mind, and in just a moment, his brain went blank and he was barely able to speak.
After a full 5 seconds, Lu Ran gradually came back to his senses and looked towards the shrine in fear.
No wonder the world doesn’t know that the god Xianyang has such a side!
Doesn't it allow its followers to reveal its existence?
In a trance, Lu Ran heard the last few words of his mother: "The magic of the Xianyang School is very special. If used well, the effect is extraordinary."
Qiao Wanjun misunderstood Lu Ran's silence and thought her son was depressed.
After all, Lu Ran was very ambitious, and he had been practicing hard and preparing carefully for so many years, but he only wanted the last fairy sheep in the ninth row.
Such a blow is not a big one.
What’s more, before the fairy sheep arrived, my son actually invited an evil god!
This also indirectly proves that Lu Ran is extremely talented and deserves to be snatched up by the gods in the front row.
As for what went wrong, Qiao Wanjun had no idea.
Qiao Wanjun said softly, "When you brought the statue home, the school also gave you a booklet."
"Yes, yes." Lu Ran responded stutteringly.
There is a book called "Xianyangmen Rules" on the computer desk, which contains nothing but some words of warning.
It requires believers to pray devoutly every day, be kind to others, and be united and friendly in their daily lives.
The booklet also records a unique magical skill of the Xianyang sect - the Sound of Compassion.
The name of this technique is quite intimidating!
In fact, it means begging for mercy.
Followers of the Immortal Sheep can use sound to make others feel compassion.
Once your opponent sympathizes with you and pity you, you can avoid disputes or let you go.
As for the specific practical effects?
This is just the most basic magic of Xianyang, and the effect is really not very good. Not to mention encountering a brutal evil demon clan, even if you are facing a resolute and resolute person, no matter how much you cry and beg for mercy, the other party will not let you go.
Qiao Wanjun: "Take a look at the basic divine techniques and try to understand them carefully."
Lu Ran: "When Teacher Li sent me back, he tutored me and explained it to me."
"I see." Qiao Wanjun nodded slightly, "When you became a believer, Master Xianyang gave you some divine power."
"Yeah." Lu Ran responded casually. Before, on the altar, the shadow of the fairy sheep gave him a wisp of fairy mist.
This fairy mist is the so-called divine power. It also helped Lu Ran transform his physique, allowing him to absorb and cultivate divine power in the future.
Qiao Wanjun said: "Feel the divine power in your body, mobilize this power, and wrap your vocal cords."
Hearing this, Lu Ran had already guessed what his mother was going to do.
She probably wanted to divert his attention and cast some magical spell to make Lu Ran feel better.
Lu Ran was also very excited!
You know, every believer needs to go through a procedure when performing divine magic - praying to his own god.
Only with the approval and assistance of their own gods can believers display their sect's unique skills.
In other words, Lu Ran can try to use his unique magic, the Voice of Compassion, to verify in this way whether the Black Sheep Head is the real immortal sheep!
"Okay." Lu Ran made a prompt decision and completed the preparations properly under his mother's careful guidance.
Qiao Wanjun said softly, "Look at the Immortal Sheep and pray for it to help you."
Lu Ran looked at the shrine and hummed softly.
Qiao Wanjun: “Scream.”
Lu Ran: “.”
What a word!
That sounds so embarrassing.
Qiao Wanjun waited patiently for a long time, but her son did not perform any magic.
She comforted him, "It's okay. It's inevitable that you won't be used to the new magic. We just need to practice a few more times."
Lu Ran immediately explained: "Meh~ No, Mom!"
Qiao Wanjun: “.”
Lu Ran: “.”
embarrassed!
Embarrassed, Lu Ran turned around in circles, pulling his hair.
What the hell is this bullshit magic!
Why am I bleating?
Too! Shame! On! Shame! Ah!
"Hehe~" What made Lu Ran even more speechless was that he heard Qiao Wanjun's laughter from the other end of the phone.
Obviously, she did it on purpose!
As a powerful believer, how could she not know the predicament that the Immortal Sheep believers might encounter when they first perform divine magic?
"I'm hanging up first." Lu Ran said unhappily.
"Burning."
"Ok?"
"Practice your divine power well and train well." Qiao Wanjun advised softly.
"Got it." Lu Ran hung up the phone and sat down on a chair, feeling terrible.
17 years old is the age when self-esteem is strong.
Bleating in front of his mother really made Lu Ran feel ashamed.
Ahhhhh!
I really want to crash my head into this.
Lu Ran, whose emotions were surging, suddenly shuddered.
He suddenly realized that there was another god staring at him!
Lu Ran slowly turned his head and looked towards the shrine.
The body of the jade carving is still white, but the sheep head is pitch black.
Now, Lu Ran has confirmed that the other party is the Immortal Sheep, but doubts arise in his mind again.
Lu Ran hesitated for a long time and said softly: "Why don't you allow me to ask others for advice about your existence?
Do you have something to hide?"
The black sheep's head remained silent, but gradually faded, and the sheep's head returned to its bright white color.
"Hey? Don't go!" Lu Ran spoke hurriedly. He still had too many questions in his mind.
At this moment, Lu Ran was confused again!
A large number of thoughts came to Lu Ran's mind, which not only made him shut up, but also made him dazed. His body fell limply to the ground and he fell asleep directly.
The Lord God seemed to be annoyed and didn't want someone to ask him questions in rapid succession anymore.
In the silent little room, a wisp of mist was released from the shrine, surrounding the sleeping Lu Ran and nourishing his fragile human body.
Lu Ran slept until the evening.
It was not until the lights in Rain Alley City came on that Lu Ran, who was lying on the floor, opened his eyes in a daze.
It took him a while to react, and he finally remembered what he had been through!
"Do you have to be so overbearing?" Lu Ran looked at the night scene outside the window with a bitter expression.
If you tell me to shut up, I have to shut up. If you tell me to sleep, I have to sleep?
Am I the ideal girlfriend?
Such precious time for cultivation is just wasted like this. Huh?
Lu Ran frowned and found that things were not simple.
Why is my body filled with such strong divine power?
Lu Ran had only become a believer this morning, and there was only a trace of divine power bestowed by the Immortal Sheep Lord in his body, as thin as mist.
But now, the thin mist has become much thicker!
He felt full of strength, and his body seemed to be nourished and transformed by divine power.
so.
Lu Ran raised his head and looked at the wooden shrine.
After God made me fall asleep, did he bless me?
"Wow." Lu Ran clenched his fists, feeling the overflowing divine power and waves of strength.
It feels so good!
There is nothing wrong with Lord Immortal Sheep!
As a god, what's wrong with being a little domineering?
I just like the domineering ones!
Ah ~
Cool!
Thank you all brothers for coming to support us. I will write a separate chapter to express my gratitude later.
I have been writing for so many years, and I am really grateful and honored to have such a group of book friends who support me and never abandon me.
Added more chapter today to pay tribute to all the brothers!
As for the rewards from the alliance leader, I will provide them one by one after the game is put on the shelves.
In short
Today's third update, 12.17.20.
(End of this chapter)