The magic of light is everywhere in the God of Light. The strength of other magicians in other systems will be suppressed here and they will feel very uncomfortable. After all, the magicians of Yere are used to being full of magic energy around them.

However, Nie Yi and others did not feel discomfort at all. Not only did they not feel discomfort, they even liked it very much - the surroundings were full of light energy, which was definitely much more comfortable than the surroundings of dark energy!

If only the earth could become like this!

"Son of God, you are so powerful that you can still be the Son of God here!"

"Yes, I was scared just now and thought we would all be killed. After all, that war king was so powerful. Unexpectedly, as soon as the Son of God came out, they dared not say anything more."

"When the Son of God hit that woman with the light blade, it felt most relieved."

...

Everyone was very happy when they talked about it, and Nie Yi was a little worried: "Jingchen, will you be held revenge?"

"No." Qi Jingchen said, then pulled Nie Yi's arm over.

There was a wound on Nie Yi's arm, and the wound had healed, but something was wrong with the healing condition.

"The meridians are broken, and this hand cannot use strength now." Nie Yi said, and then quickly cut the wound with a knife.

Qi Jingchen closed the wound on Nie Yi's hand and used the magic of light. Then Nie Yi's wound healed quickly under his palm.

The Pope said that Qi Jingchen's identity and situation could not be revealed, but the people in the temple knew Qi Jingchen's identity, and their residence could be called perfect.

This is a huge yard with many light magic plants growing in the yard. Some places are inlaid with light magic crystals, which look extremely luxurious. It is definitely the place where the light magician wants to live the most.

It was very big, and each of them could have a room here, but Nie Yi finally chose to build a floor shop in Qi Jingchen's house.

That night, Qi Jingchen didn't sleep all night and kept thinking about the meaning of the Pope's words, but he didn't think of anything until the end, so he had to give up.

Early the next morning, the temple delivered all kinds of exquisite food.

People who are not strong enough cannot enter the temple at all, so the food that is brought to Qi Jingchen and others is at least a senior warrior or a senior priest. Faced with this situation, even Pei Xing felt a little uncomfortable.

They are not even used to being served by others, let alone being served by a group of people who are better than themselves.

After they had eaten their food, Lancelot came here: "A lot of people died in the temple last night."

"What?" Qi Jingchen was shocked.

"Your Majesty used divine words, but there are still people who did not give up and wanted to spread your news, and died from divine punishment." Lancelot's expression was a little solemn: "Sorry, I actually said yesterday that I hope you don't need to hide your identity... Your identity is very special and you must not let outsiders know."

"Why?" Qi Jingchen asked. Before Lancelot could speak, a voice came from the door: "Because you have the Holy Body of Light."

Another person with blonde hair came in from the door. The hair color of the Yaer people is sometimes affected by the magic energy they possess. In the Divine Sect of Light, everyone's hair color is generally very light.

"Six Elder." Lancelot immediately called respectfully when he saw the visitor.

Although the sixth elder was an elder, he seemed to be in his forties at most. He nodded at Lancelo, and then looked at Qi Jingchen: "The information of the Holy Body of Light has basically been destroyed, but there are still many preserved in the God of Light... People with the Holy Body of Light are themselves a kind of spiritual medicine."

As soon as the Sixth Elder said the words, Nie Yi looked at him with caution, but Qi Jingchen was much calmer.

After being reborn, he can gradually face his physical condition.

"People with the Holy Body of Light are filled with light elements, which can be flesh and bones for life and death... You should have a little feeling, right?" said the Sixth Elder.

Qi Jingchen was sure that his flesh and blood did not have that great effect, and then he thought that he had never let anyone else eat his flesh and blood in his life, and in his previous life... when those people ate his flesh and drink his blood, he had not yet awakened.

"The last person with the Holy Body of Light recorded in the God of Light was finally cut from the skin, drinking blood and eating flesh, and not even having bones left." The Sixth Elder looked at Qi Jingchen with a smile, but his voice was cold, and what he said made people feel even cold.

"Thank you for the reminder of the Sixth Elder."

"No need to thank you. Son of God, Your Majesty probably thinks that you are too young, so you will be allowed to study in the Central Academy. After you get there, you'd better not reveal your identity so as not to get into trouble." The Sixth Elder said.

Without reminding the Sixth Elder, Qi Jingchen already knew this and said, "I can."

"But don't worry, I will also go to Central Academy and serve as the branch dean of the Holy Light Branch. I won't let you get into trouble at all." The Sixth Elder said again.

Qi Jingchen looked over in surprise.

In the entire Light God Church, there are six light-based Dharma saints, namely six elders, which show how rare the number of Dharma saints is.

The Central Academy is known as the most powerful academy on the mainland. In total, there is only one Dharma Saint and a few war Saints. Now the Divine Spirit of Light actually sends a Dharma Saint over?

Qi Jingchen did not hide the expression on his face. The Sixth Elder was puzzled when he saw him and said, "Of course, I have a lot of things to deal with. If I am not here, Lance will replace me."

"Lance?" Qi Jingchen finally asked: "The Holy Son is busy with affairs..." According to what he learned before, Lancelot was responsible for walking everywhere and improving favorability for the God of Light.

"The Holy Son will rest for a year and prepare for the advanced intermediate magicians." The Sixth Elder said.

"Intermediate-level magician?" The magician is also divided into intermediate-level low-level?

"You are low in strength, so I don't know that there are actually strengths and weaknesses between magicians and magicians, both of which are divided into low, medium and high levels." The Sixth Elder Dao, when everyone talks about magicians and magicians, they will not divide them into hierarchies, and there is a reason - all magicians and magicians will not like some intermediate or low-level magicians to discuss there, "xx is a low-level magician, xxx is a mid-level magician, and xxxx has not advanced for so many years." This category has been simply weakened. The badges issued by the Magician Union to magicians and magicians will not be divided into low, medium and high levels.

Whether it is a magician or a magician, they are already very strong. Some of them are unwilling to wear badges anymore. If they insist on ranking them, they will probably offend them.

The Sixth Elder said something to Qi Jingchen and suddenly said, "I have asked someone to arrange your enrollment. You can clean up and leave with me later."

Qi Jingchen walked many ways to come to the Divine Sect of Light. After he arrived, he became the Son of God whose status did not belong to the Pope, and offended the Great Elder. He had only been in the Divine Mountain for a day and was about to leave?

"So urgent?" Qi Jingchen was a little surprised.

"Your Majesty doesn't want too many people to know about your existence, but people often come here." The Sixth Elder said: "The Word of God is not something that can be used all the time."

Qi Jingchen left again at noon the next day after he arrived at the Holy Mountain.

On the sacred mountain, everyone was respectful to him, but when he got down the sacred mountain, his identity changed and he was no longer the Son of God.

The identity of the Son of God has only been a flash in the pan recently...

However, even if he went down the mountain and went to Central Academy, Qi Jingchen's identity was still very "awesome" because he would eventually enter Central Academy as a transfer student.

The assessment of the Central Academy is very, very difficult. Not only does it require re-measurement of elemental affinity, but it requires students to do other tests and even conduct actual combat. Every year, countless people apply to the Central Academy, but very few of them can get the exam in the end.

Qi Jingchen took the college entrance examination. With the repeated expansion of enrollment in colleges and universities, the college entrance examination he experienced can no longer be called a one-plank bridge. However, if Yeer wants to take the Central Academy, he will definitely be a one-plank bridge!

The backstage of the Central Academy is very hard, and there is a Fasheng in charge. If you want to enter the Central Academy, you must go through an assessment. Even the princes of the three empires have to go through an assessment before they can enter the college. Although there are such things as transfer students, there are really very few.

Those students who transfer classes are either really terrifying. For example, a certain Fa Sheng gave birth to an old man and wanted his son to attend Central Academy. Central Academy would never refuse, or... the talent of the students who transfer classes is really amazing.

But even if there are a few students who occasionally get a few students, it is very, very few, and it may even be released in dozens and hundreds of years. After all, people with geniuses and strong backstage can also pass the assessment. Even if the latter is not talented, it is better for people to let go of the assessment than being a student, which makes it easier for them to integrate into the collective, but this time...

A group of students from Central College suddenly came!

Not one or two, but a group!

"Have you heard that? One person is coming to our class."

"I heard that, I don't know what it is..."

"The teacher's face is not very good, and I guess the transfer students are not very capable."

"Your news is out of date. Not only our class is going to be a transfer student, but the next class is going to be a transfer student. I heard that there are a total of more than a dozen transfer students coming!"

"A dozen!?"

...

The students of the Central Academy were talking a lot, and the teachers also went to the principal's place to ask for an explanation.

A woman who looked very gentle was staring at the principal, with no gentle expression at all, but she was extremely persistent: "Sir, I have no objection to the transfer student coming to my class, but I know nothing about him and don't even let me meet. I'm going to let him enter my class. Is this a passing?"

"And I, I have said before, people I look down on will not be accepted. If you want to be my student, you should show your strength first!" said a man with a cold face. The teachers of the Central Academy usually only bring about a dozen teachers, and those who are strong can choose students. They all happen to be the strong group - almost all of these people are magicians!

"Principal, I teach a high-level class. How can I give me a six-star intermediate magician!" Another person said.

"That's right, principal! I said I came here just by having a name. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to ask me to take a human as an apprentice? Human magicians are too fragile. Can they learn to make ironwork from me?" said the dwarf who carried a big iron hammer and was only as tall as the waists of the first two people, but his muscles were not weaker than those warriors.

Several other teachers also stepped forward and expressed doubts to the principal.

The principal of Central College is a kind old lady. She looked at the people in front of her and sighed: "I can't do anything..."

"Sir, who can force you?" The gentle female teacher frowned and looked at the principal. Although the principal was an old lady, this old lady was not simple. She was a very powerful ice-type Dharma Saint. She once killed an orc Dharma Saint from the Forbidden Curse Frost Thousands of Miles. Of course, the orcs are not called Dharma Saint, but Saint Priest.

"These people were the one who asked me to accept them on the top of the sacred mountain." The old lady smiled at the person in front of her: "You know, I can refuse others, but I can't refuse that person."

Looking at the smiling old lady, everyone couldn't help feeling a little disheartened, but as the old lady said, others could refuse, but they really couldn't refuse that person.

This is someone else's territory...

"That guy who has always been indifferent, why did he suddenly stuff people into us this time? And so many stuffed?" said the man with a cold face, a little confused.

"Who knows..." said the old lady: "He asked me to arrange a better teacher for those people, so I can only find you." The people in front of me might just think that the Pope is powerful, but she knew that the Pope's own strength was even more amazing.

"..." These people couldn't help but feel depressed because they were stronger and had to take over a group of students who didn't know where they came from?

As teachers at Central Academy, they have seen many geniuses and don’t care much about talent. Sometimes they value certain characteristics of students more, and at the same time they are not willing to accept students they look down on.

But now...this is over, they have no choice.

The teachers in these senior classes were very depressed. Finally, the gentle female teacher spoke first: "Sir, since I want to accept a student I don't like, should I give some compensation? Other students of mine may affect my learning progress due to the arrival of the transfer student."

It can be seen that although this teacher looks gentle, he is definitely unwilling to suffer losses.

"Yes, Principal! I heard that you have a piece of black gold there? Can you give it to me?" The dwarf said quickly. He had been coveting the piece of black gold for a long time!

When the other people heard this, they all made requests.

"Oh, it's time for dinner, my old man is coming to call me for dinner..." the principal said suddenly.

All the teachers who want benefits disappeared in an instant.

The principal is a Dharma Saint, and her husband is a war Saint.
To be continued...