I don't know what this blow means, but being able to use the space knife to attack, it is estimated that even a divine beast can't be torn apart.

"What? How about this blow?" I asked the girl.

"You...you don't just train your veins..." the girl asked in shock.

"Fang is the bone, and now, the main thing is that I haven't experienced the creativity of the Holy See's Divine Eye, and I can't combine the most suitable Taoism for the time being." While I was talking to myself, I was also adjusting the connection between the divine veins. .

What I can do now is to extend my spiritual veins and transform my body. My body is formed by Qi. As long as there is enough energy in my body, it is nothing to change everything in my body.

I am the creator of my own body.

I haven't stretched my body to the point where I can't even control it, but according to my estimation, there must be veins and bones.

After all, I have never seen a state of divine consciousness. It is not impossible to transform it, but the girl who called me a heretic just now is familiar with me, even if I imitate others, I have to be like it.

"Dao Tradition? What is that..." the girl asked in surprise.

"The divine arts taught by the Holy See of your cultivators... are they all the same?"

"Divine Art? Hunting Divine Art?" The girl corrected me again.

It seems that what I say here is still in the style of the Divine Kingdom Alliance, and I have to thoroughly communicate with the little girl now.

"Almost, Taoism is the school of the Holy See that teaches the art of hunting gods." I laughed.

"Oh, then which Holy See did you learn to hunt the gods?" The girl's words also confirmed my thoughts.

Even the Holy See, there are various schools.

"Didn't you say I'm a heretic? Of course I'm a family of my own." I thought to myself that she was talking to me about the mountains now that she had nothing to do, and it seemed that she couldn't walk a little bit when I destroyed a forest just now.

Whoever sees a strong man and doesn't want to learn a trick and a half, maybe that's a guy who eats in the future.

"If it weren't for the Holy Army of the Holy See, or the guild's registered monks, they would be treated as heretics..." The girl looked at me hesitantly, not knowing what she was thinking.

I know she must be very envious of my abilities, and from her three eyes, she longs for power.

"Can't pan-democrats?" I asked.

"Pan-ministers also have to have a background. Besides, from the moment of birth, they will perform touch-touching actions in the Holy See, face terror, and when they grow up, they will have the power to hunt for gods." The girl described everything in the Holy See.

"You seem to know the Holy See Holy Army very well. Listening to what you mean, it seems that you can become a member of the Holy Army after going through the experience of the guild?"

"Of course, my father is a member of the Holy Army, but unfortunately...he died last month while hunting for gods...and then my mother had to serve the other Holy Army...so I had to become the Holy Army, and then let my mother be me Servant." The girl gritted her teeth.

"Is this the reason why you are disguised as a man?" I thought to myself that this little girl is indeed filial, but this also seems to expose the evil of the Holy See. Such evil should not appear in the canon of the Holy See, so I asked: "Is there any secret to the servants? Why does the Holy See have such inhumane servant rules?"

"Servants...are to follow the Holy Army and take care of the daily life of the Holy Army. Even if they go out to perform tasks, they must follow the Holy Army. My mother is a servant who serves my father. It is precisely because they all know that the servants are in addition to these things. It's still unavoidable...I avoid escorting, so they raised me as a boy in order to prevent me from becoming a servant... They say that even if I go to the clergymen's guild in the future, I can live well, and I don't need to have a daughter because of the Holy Army family. Inherit the position of servant." The girl said.

I nodded, secretly thinking that these pickled things are indeed unspoken rules that have been slowly derived. This servant should have been the Holy See to ensure the descendants of the Holy Army. In the end, it turned into some uncomfortable canons. .

The girl lost her father, and her mother has to become the next servant of the Holy Army. In three months, it is estimated that the sadness will not be relieved.

"Isn't it bad for the Holy Army your mother is about to serve? Otherwise, you shouldn't be so resistant, right?" I said.

"It's my uncle! He has always coveted my mother's beauty! After seeing my father's death, he deliberately killed his servant when he was on a mission, and then came back and specified that my mother should be the new servant! Woo! Ugh...I overheard..." The girl cried anxiously.

Walking the world, since I heard about this, it makes no sense to ignore it.