Chapter 388 Me? The Next Pope of Light?
The Ernst School of Magic, established by the Holy See of Light, the largest sect of the Holy Alliance, is very wealthy. Especially since the dean is a master of the Holy Realm, he is a well-known figure in the entire continent.

When the leaders who managed Ernst College discovered Zhang Tian's extraordinary talent, which was an extremely high affinity with the Fire Element, and not a talent for the Undead Element or Dark Element, which were their mortal enemies, they almost smiled so hard that their mouths were crooked.

Not only was the most powerful mentor arranged for Zhang Tian, ​​but he was also given an independent residence and someone was sent to take care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation.

The funniest thing for Zhang Tian was that after the people from the Holy See of Light heard about it, they even sent a cardinal to reward Zhang Tian with a lot of resources. Their serious attitude hinted that they wanted to train him to be the next Pope of Light.

Zhang Tian: Me? The Pope of Light?
His expression was strange. Others did not know, but he knew clearly in his heart that the Church of Light had an irreconcilable feud with him, and had even been destroyed by Linley in the future. Now the other party was actually trying to train him...

Zhang Tian chose to take over everything.

Anyway, for him, this is simply an unprecedented wonderful start. After all, the Holy See of Light has been established for so many years, its power has long been deeply rooted, and there are extremely many believers in the entire continent.

Once he achieves the position of Pope of Light.

Then the person that the Holy See of Light believes in may not be the God of Light, but Zhang Tian!

So Zhang Tian stayed in Ernst College. As for the old dean, he had not yet contacted him. After all, for the strong people in the Holy Land, it was common to retreat for hundreds of years. Their lifespans were endless. Those instructors could only try their best to find him.

As for Lin Lei.

He rejected all the special care given to him by his mentors. After all, he was too talented. He possessed extraordinary talents in the earth and wind elements, and his mental strength was thirty-three times that of his peers. In addition, he was Zhang Tian's older brother, so he could be accepted as a disciple by the dean of the Holy Land.

But Linley refused.

only because……

Delin: "Although I was once a holy wizard, I am only a soul after all. Others with lower levels and strength cannot detect my existence, but they cannot escape the eyes of the Holy Land."

"The Panlong Ring was with me before, and I know it very well. It is a great magical artifact that can greatly reduce the energy consumption when casting spells. For ordinary people, using a forbidden spell consumes most of the energy, but if you wear the Panlong Ring, you can cast several spells in succession."

“A treasure like this will definitely tempt anyone, especially someone like Ernst who founded a magic academy. Little Lin Lei, don’t gamble your life on other people’s consciences. Human nature cannot be tested!”

Linley kept it in mind.

He chose to enter school as an ordinary student. After all, for him, he had Grandpa Delin, the former Holy Mage of the Earth Element, to guide him, who was no worse than the so-called Dean of the Holy Domain.

So Lin Lei and Zhang Tian separated, one lived in the student dormitory and the other lived in a detached luxury villa. Fortunately, Ernst College was not too big, and with a super fast mobile mount like the Warcraft, it was very convenient to travel back and forth.

However, most of the time, Zhang Tian would not stay in the dormitory. After all, dormitories were not like those in later generations, where there were computers and mobile phones, and you could order takeout and lie in there for weeks without going downstairs.

But he still preferred to go to the back mountain, follow Lin Lei, and carve stone statues on the stone wall with him. However, he was the one carving most of the time, while Lin Lei was watching, because Zhang Tian's carving was so good. Lin Lei's eyes were full of envy. He always felt as if there was something between him and Zhang Tian. They were taught by the same teacher and practiced for the same amount of time, but the stone statues he carved were so dull, while Zhang Tian's few strokes always felt exactly like the real thing.

Especially the carved rat, which was obviously dead, but standing there like a living being, and one could even feel the breath of life, which made Beibei always grin and squeak at it subconsciously.

Delin gave the reason, and his eyes were filled with shock and disbelief. "This little guy is too crazy. He is realizing the truth of magic."

"The truth about magic?"

"That is something you will study only after you become a great magician. You will no longer study how to release magic quickly, nor will you study the lethality of the combination of various magics. Instead, you will study the essence of magic. As long as you understand the mysteries, you can break through the bottleneck and become a strong man in the Holy Land!"

There was nostalgia in Delin's eyes. He thought that when he was carving, he followed the veins of the stone wall and realized some of the essence of earth magic. Then he became a powerful saint who was admired and envied by everyone in Louna.

This was his realization from his cultivation, a secret that no force had ever passed on. He told Lin Lei about it bit by bit, causing Lin Lei to open his eyes wide as he seemed to understand something.

Zhang Tian also heard it, but he didn't say much, because he knew very well in his heart that the so-called magic essence mentioned by the other party was actually the mysterious laws of this world.

When Hong Meng created the universe, he was really bored and wanted to cultivate people who could talk to him instead of ants. So he split up his understanding of the rules, refined them into various things, and opened them up between heaven and earth for people to understand at will. He can be said to be the most open-minded and powerful person in the universe.

But although he broke down the rules, not everyone knew them clearly. Most people crossed the river by feeling the stones, accumulating experience from generation to generation.

If you have the guidance of an expert, you can avoid many detours. If not, you will be in big trouble!

Just like Qinghuo, a super-talented monster born from the Magnolia Plane, relying on his talent, he became one of the few great masters among the endless creatures in these countless planes. But he also regretted it. If he had started to integrate the mysteries when he was a mid-level god, why would it take billions of years?
We have taken too long a detour.

Zhang Tian lowered his head and continued to carve the laws he had comprehended on the stone sculpture. Although his insights were not much, they were indeed constantly improving. After all, this was a new world. He could draw inferences from one instance to another, but it was not easy to integrate them in a short period of time.

After all, achieving great perfection really depends on luck!

But the good thing is.

In the Panlong Universe, time is the least valuable thing. As long as one is in the holy realm, one can live for millions of years, which is almost immortality for ordinary people.

Zhang Tian couldn't help but feel some sadness for the dark supremes in the previous world's sky-covering universe. They fought desperately and gave up everything they pursued, but in the eyes of others, they were just readily available.

Ugh.

Blame it on the fact that a red-haired monster appeared in their universe!

(End of this chapter)