The space of the statue is already hundreds of cubic meters in size, a hundred times the size of the original one. The divine figure is hanging high above the center of the space as always, illuminating the entire space. The milky white fog in the space is increasing, and gradually it has become a trend of scattered and cloudy.

Zhang Xiaojian watched his soul become more and more solid. The originally colorless soul had turned into a light golden color, exuding a faint divine pressure, looking extremely noble, like a god above.

"The magic of the heart?" Zhang Xiaojian accepted the information from the divine character in his mind, and quickly checked it. When he found that two very ordinary but practical magical techniques were found.

Lightsaber, a very ordinary divine art, can be said to be a very ordinary divine art. Its level is zero, and the divine power consumed can be said to be very small. The power of faith provided by a pan-believers every day is about five points, and the power of faith is converted into divine power, which consumes about half a point, that is, four or five divine power units, while lightsaber only requires zero or one divine power unit.

Of course, Zhang Xiaojian would not know that the consumption of his conversion of the power of faith was very small. If he was an ordinary god, converting the power of faith into divine power would cost at least about 50 or 60%. Therefore, no matter how many believers there were in the early stage, the power of faith was not enough. Only in the later stage would slowly understand the laws and improve the level of the divine nature, and the efficiency of the divine nature would also increase, and the consumption would become smaller and smaller.

Of course, for those real gods, the power created by a single divine power unit is no less than a core bomb, but Zhang Xiaojian can only emit a few small magic tricks.

Lightsaber technique absorbs surrounding energy or light to form a lightsaber. The shape of the lightsaber is formulated at will according to the caster. Of course, the lightsaber can also be used as light archery.

From this magic technique, we can see how much gods cherish divine power, and they have to be divided into several parts. The gods' stinginess with divine power has led to the current highly developed divine magic system.

The second magic technique is also very ordinary. It is a first-level magic technique, "binding" and a magic technique that restricts the opponent's actions. Although it is not very powerful, its actual effect is still very good.

"It's not bad." Zhang Xiaojian said slightly. What troubles him now is the limitations of his actions. Every day, except observing the church and believers, he just needs to stay in this space to watch the divine nature and understand the mystery of the divine nature. As for other things, he can't do it at all. The only thing he can do is to use his divine consciousness to move things in the temple and make it like a haunted house.

...

"Boy, come here and I'll ask you something." A stout man caught a young man and asked viciously.

"Ah! Brother, ask... ask!" the young man said tremblingly, afraid that the other party would beat him up.

"Okay, let me ask you where is the headquarters of the Black Dragon Gang in this area recently?" The big man loosened the boy's collar and put the boy down.

"Black Dragon Gang? Brother, are you talking about the Black Dragon Gang that was renamed the Temple of Destiny?" The young man was surprised, but looking at the other party's fierce look, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and then continued: "If you want to find them, the club in the corner of the street is the only one."

"Club?" The man asked in confusion, looked at the young man who was still standing in front of him tremblingly, and said impatiently: "Okay, you can leave!"

"Thank you, brother, thank you!" The young man ran in one direction without looking back, and disappeared at the corner of the street in the blink of an eye.

The big man seemed to be thinking about something. At this time, a very majestic middle-aged man walked up in an expensive suit and said, "Qin Han, what did he say?"

"Ah!" Qin Han was awakened by the familiar voice, and was startled. He immediately said respectfully to the middle-aged man who walked to him: "Brother Leopard said that the Black Dragon Gang has been renamed the Temple of Destiny and has already owned a club."

"Sheng of Destiny? Club?" The middle-aged man called Brother Leopard repeatedly read, "Interesting, interesting. This time I was asking Heilong for help. I saw that this time I had to go and see how this gangster formed a gang opened a furniture club. I remember that last time someone in their gang borrowed three thousand of us, and this time I went back. Although three thousand was not much, I couldn't let outsiders know that there were still money to borrow from our club. "

"Yes, Brother Leopard!" Qin Han said respectfully.

Then the middle-aged man and Qin Han got on a Volkswagen and then headed towards the club that Li Liang drove.

...

Starlight Club, a club that focuses on various entertainment, can be said to be very general, but this is just to cover up the eyes and ears. It is actually the Black Dragon Gang, which is the temporary base of the temple.

Today, as usual, only one person was left at the door, and a Volkswagen was running and braked at the entrance of the club department.

A middle-aged man and a big man walked out of the car. The middle-aged man carefully looked at the small building in front of him, looked at the Starlight Club carefully before moving forward slowly, and the strong man always followed him without crossing his shoulders.

"Hello, I'm sorry! Xinghui Club is not open to the public." The guard said to the middle-aged man kindly, and looked at the other party carefully. He thought that his origin was not simple, and there were only a handful of people in Zhengqiao Town who could not beat his heart and face change.

"Not open to the public? Then what do you eat? Eat the northwest wind!" Qin Han said angrily, thinking that the other party was deliberately blocking it.

The guard didn't expect the other party to get angry suddenly, and said patiently: "Sir, this matter is resolved internally, not something that I, an ordinary employee, knows."

"Get out of here!" Qin Han was furious. Who dared not give him face in Zhengqiao Town, and who dared to speak with confidence in front of him, whoever dared to see the King of Hell.

"Sir, I'm sorry, what is my duty. If I want to bother me, I'll call the police!" The guard was not willing to be outdone and took out his cell phone.

"Okay! OK! What a Black Dragon Gang, who dares to talk to me like this. I think you are impatient and looking for the police? Even if the police come, you can't escape!" Qin Han snorted coldly, blocked one after another. This part would make Qin Han, who usually goes smoothly, feel angry. He gets angry.

The middle-aged man watched from the side, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a middle-aged man said a few words of kindness, Qin Han closed his mouth. He knew that this was Brother Leopard being prepared to speak. Brother Leopard was most annoying to someone who interjected him and interrupted him. Once, he killed that person for one sentence. From then on, everyone in the Fairy Club knew that Brother Leopard must not interfere in his speech, otherwise he would be in trouble.

"Go in!" the middle-aged man said calmly, and after that, he walked forward. The guard was about to stop him, but Qin Han rushed over and knocked him to the ground with a punch. He couldn't get up, so he had to cover his belly.

Then he followed the middle-aged man's footsteps with a disdainful smile.
Chapter completed!