Chapter 318

"What gods do they believe in?"

"God of the storm!"

God of the storm?

Wang Jian's eyes closed slightly and began to search for information about the God of storm in his mind. Fortunately, he had read many books of this kind as fairy tales in the library before.

The God of storm, the first-class God, is in charge of the Theocracy of storm and rain, also known as the God of wind and rain. He participated in the rebellion of evil gods, and was killed later, and the spirit escaped.

The distinction between the right God and the evil god is not based on the theocracy, but on the character of the God, just like the evil god king and the stream of destroying God. Although these names look evil, they are the right God.

"Are those two your parents?"

Pang Hu hesitated, then nodded.

"Well, they were going to take me to the general belief arena of the God of the storm, but they were attacked by the martial spirit palace punishment knights, and I escaped..."

Wang Jian picked pick eyebrows, subconsciously asked: "is it when you just entered school?"

"Well!"

"Then why did you go back to yon village?"

"I'm going to come back to collect my grandmother's relics. They didn't dare to come back when my grandmother was there, but later my grandmother died..."

Wang Jian suddenly remembered that Pang Hu had heard about it when he first entered school. His grandmother was a powerful soul master. He thought it was just that the villagers had never seen the world.

But now it seems that Pang Hu's grandmother is at least a soul king or soul emperor!

"What do you want to do with them?"

Suddenly, Wang Jian looks at Pang Hu and throws out such a question.

Pang Hu looked up at Wang Jian, then opened his mouth, but he didn't say a word after half a sound. In the end, he just shook his head dejectedly and said in a dull voice: "I don't know..."

"According to the whole mainland's treatment of evil spirits, I should kill them, but... I want you to make a decision, whether they go or stay."

"You still have time to think about it, half an hour or more..."

Wang Jian patted Pang Hu on the shoulder, then got up and walked up and down.

……

"Dean!"

The middle-aged couple were also guarded by Su Yun and others. The vines and iron thorns wound around their bodies. The sharp barbs pierced their clothes and stabbed them on their skin. They already had the blood flowing out.

Wang Jian nodded to the tutors who guarded the middle-aged couple, and then the middle-aged couple.

In the face of Wang Jian's calm gaze, their eyes are still fierce.

"Tut tut!"

Wang Jian couldn't help sighing and muttering: "just you two guys, how can you give birth to such honest and honest people?"

"Ha ha!"

Several teachers beside them couldn't help laughing. They looked at them, then recalled Pang Hu's impression in their mind and shook their heads secretly.

"Hum!"

The middle-aged man just snorted coldly, while the other woman was silent.

"Why do you believe in those evil gods? What can they do to make you so crazy? "

Wang Jian squatted in front of them with great interest and asked. Bound by the iron thorns, they tried to keep their present posture. Some thorns had penetrated their skin, and blood rolled down the thorns.

They were silent, but Wang Jian could keenly perceive that they were trying to use their soul power.

I don't want to give up.

Wang Jian shook his head slightly. It's obvious that he doesn't trust the things produced by our tianxinghui college. Without many attempts, will we take them out?

As soon as he got up, Su Yun came to the side of Wang Jian and said in a low voice, "most of these people are very selfish. There are very few evil believers who really talk about their faith. They just regard the communication with evil gods as a deal."

"They give evil gods what they need, and evil gods give them strength and money."

"For example, the God of death needs death, the God of fear needs fear, and the God of blood needs blood..."

"Therefore, those evil gods will use the gifts of soul power, the improvement of qualifications and so on as temptation to let these evil believers trade with them..."

"Oh? Does that really work? "

Wang Jian asked curiously.

"Of course, it's useful. Otherwise, this group of people would not rush for it. Although the gods are broken, they hold part of the great power of God, but they dare not appear, because once they appear, they will be noticed."

"However, the things given by others are not as good as their own. Generally speaking, the strength of these people is very vain. If they are really compared, they can't win the normal cultivation of the same level soul masters. However, these people are cruel and crazy enough, so even the same level people are often unwilling to fight with them."

Su Yun, once a member of the chivalry of punishment, has a deep understanding of these things and knows how difficult it is to deal with these people.

Wang Jian nodded. Sure enough, this is the reason why these cults can last for a long time.

But

Why is there such a familiar sense of seeing as the promotion of soul power, the improvement of qualification and the money reward!

Wang Jian thought for a while. Suddenly, a strange color flashed in his eyes. After two dry coughs, he gave up the idea of continuing to explore this problem.

"Dean, the effect of huahunsan is only a quarter of an hour away. What should we do with them?"

All of a sudden, Zhang he came to Wang Jian and said in a low voice, but his eyes were looking at the middle-aged couple. Although he was born in the border defense army before, he also participated in several operations to eliminate the evil cult. Naturally, he knew how damned these people were!

Ordinary evil spirit masters are just fine egoists, only for the exchange of interests, but those crazy believers of evil gods are really crazy.

"Then give them another dose, and wait for Pang Hu to think about the rest!"

Wang Jian carries both hands, not impatient said.

Zhang he hesitated, then nodded.

Taking huahun San to the couple, their expressions obviously become frightened, and they are extremely afraid of the huahun San in Zhang he's hands.

Holding a corner of the package, Zhang he's hand trembled slightly, and the white powder suddenly rushed toward them. Although they were holding their breath, the white powder was floating around them.

When they can't hold it, they can't help but take a breath. Huahunsan is inhaled by them, and their faces turn white.

Pang Hu thought for a long time. When Wang Jian saw him again, the sun had already set on the top of the mountain.

After being exposed to the sun for a long time, the couple were already a little bit tired. They were blown three doses of soul dispersing by Wang Jian. They abandoned themselves and hung on the iron thorns with despair on their faces. They didn't move any more.

"Think about it?"

Wang Jian looked at Pang Hu who came to him silently and asked with a smile.

"Well."

Pang Hu bowed his head and said nothing.

"What are you going to do?"

"Can I... Let them go..."

Pang Hu looked up at Wang Jian and bit the corner of his mouth.

His body seemed to tremble and his voice was hesitant. It was obvious that he was a little nervous when he made the decision.

There was only the sound of wind blowing and falling leaves around. All the tutors were looking at Wang Jian, waiting for him to make a decision.

Wang Jian looked at Pang Hu for a long time. Under Wang Jian's gaze, he silently lowered his head.

Then he heard Wang Jian's flat voice.

"Let them go!"

Huh?!

Zhang he and Su Yun's face changed slightly. They couldn't help looking at Wang Jian and said, "Dean!"

"Do as I say!"

“……”

Su Yun and Zhang he looked at Wang Jian's calm expression and said in a low voice: "yes!"